Chapter 142: Spike!

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The warriors under the stage obviously didn't expect Ye Chen's patience to be so good. This level is just half an hour.
Half an hour later, even the other martial arts masters on the stage were a bit stunned. These three talents finally stood up, their bodies burst into a powerful attitude, and their faces were full of confidence.
Pseudo Martial Saint!
The three elders took a deep breath and gently touched his cheeks with both hands. The old face, which was originally wrinkled like bark, was now smooth and delicate again, making him look like a strong man in his thirties or forties.
"This is the power of the Holy Land..."
After touching the three elders, he looked at his hands in disbelief, and suddenly wept over his face in tears. This pass has stuck him for a whole life, and I don’t know how many people have been stuck for a lifetime!
Compared to him, Wei Tianzheng, who is a little younger, performed slightly better, but still shivered with excitement, because Wei Tianzheng also knew that if there were no accidents, I am afraid that it would be difficult for him to set foot in the Holy Land in this life!
Compared with the two of them, Hu Xiuxiu's performance is much better. After all, this Yuan Sheng Dan was originally a thing of the Hu family. Although it is extremely precious, it is not unused.
At this time, Xing Xing's eyes were wide open, staring at Ye Chen with her teeth clenched her teeth: "Ye's surname Ye, I admit that you are a kind, but really wait until we are familiar with the power of Wu Sheng before willing to start."
"In a sense, I admire you very much, but one yard down to one yard, you kill my husband and kill my nephew, this hatred is not common!"
"Today... you must die!"
At this time, Ye Chen opened her eyes and said lightly: "Have you finished speaking, come up and take the lead?"
Hu Xiuxiu snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I have traveled through the rivers in the past, and I have seen countless warriors, and I have never seen such an arrogant guy. You really think you can fight three people at the same time. Pseudo Wusheng? Besides, there are nine martial art masters watching around!"
Ye Chen said calmly: "No matter how many ants are, they are only ants. They can’t fly into the sky and become butterflies. To become a butterfly, you must at least experience the process of breaking cocoons into butterflies. Where is this effect?"
His remarks turned the three who had just stepped into the pseudo-Wu Sheng into anger and rolled his eyes. The three elders raised their hands and said in a deep voice, "Since your Excellency is so confident, let me understand the high tricks!"
He said that the emerald bamboo stick in his hand was like alive, heading towards the three big caves of Yechen's Baihui, Shenting and Sun. It is said that hitting people does not hit the face, but these few elders are just taking Ye Chen’s head, obviously they are ready to die.
Ye Chen sneered dismissively, raised it with one hand, flicked his index finger gently, and flicked the bamboo sticks of the three elders away. Seeing how he understated it, it seemed that he was catching flies.
But the three elders suddenly changed color, and he quickly backed away a few steps, which stabilized his figure, but at the same time, there was a faint pain in his hands.
When the three elders looked down, they found that their tiger's mouth was cracked, and they suddenly shook their hearts. Ye Chen had just flicked it, giving him the feeling that he was like a master with decades of magical powers. effect!
"What a monster is this..."
The self-confidence that the three elders had just swelled was almost instantaneously broken. Fortunately, at this time, the others saw the wrong situation and hurried forward. Among them, the most advanced one was the pseudo martial saint who was just eager to experience Wei Tianzheng under his own soaring strength.
Although seeing the three elders being repelled with one finger, Wei Tianzheng is still confident. Because the dog-sticking technique is powerful, the weapon of the three elders is an ordinary bamboo stick, and where does it exert its power?
But he is different. The people of the Wei family have soaked their legs in the ancestral secret potion since they were born. Since then, they have continued to exercise their legs and tempered them to be as hard as steel and iron. Inferior to any sword.
Prior to this, Wei Tianzheng had also discussed with the three elders. The opponent's broken bamboo stick was basically a product that was kicked off by two or three feet.
At this time, Wei Tianzheng, under the blessing of the strength of the pseudo martial arts, only felt that his legs seemed to be transformed. The wishful gold hoop of Qitian Dasheng was enough to cut the demon and eliminate the demon, and he was indestructible!
Wei Tianzheng's thunderbolt legs, like lightning striding across the sky, straight to take the opponent's back neck, Ye Chen still stood still, raised his arms horizontally.
"Boom--!"
This trick kicked firmly on Ye Chen's wrist, and it was reasonable to use his arm to fight against the thigh. It was Ye Chen who was the loser, but the fact is that if the kicked person had nothing to do, Wei Tian was instead from midair Falling down, holding a calf to make a horrible cry.
"My legs! My legs!"
The other martial arts masters who were about to step forward suddenly shivered. Everyone was a figure with a head and a face on the rivers and lakes. They knew each other's roots and roots. How can Wei Tianzheng's iron legs be overbearing? Not to mention human arms, even marble pillars can be kicked in two!
But such a pair of murderous weapons was abandoned by a random block by that surnamed Ye. Could it be that he practiced the legendary Vajra not bad power?
Just when they were shocked, Ye Chen was too lazy to keep his hands. The enemies in front of him were too weak to even appetize before the Battle of Wu Sheng.
I saw Ye Chen's figure flickered, and suddenly appeared behind everyone. These martial art masters had no time to react. I saw Ye Chen raised his arms sideways and punched.
Xuanwu Jin!
The master of martial arts in front of him didn't even have time to look back, he was punched in the heart, blood spit out in his mouth, and he couldn't live in sight!
There was deep sorrow and despair in his eyes, and he opened his mouth, as if craving mercy, but Ye Chen's expression was as cold as iron.
Since this group of people is greedy for the Yuan Shengdan to be their enemy, they must be prepared to be killed. If the loser is Ye Chen, can they be expected to show mercy to their men and spare their three daughters?
Ye Chen had seen too many of these situations when he was fighting in the World of Realms.
After punching and killing one person, Ye Chen didn't stay, immediately cast a Suzaku swim, and came to the next person. The man had not yet reacted from the horror, but was killed by a punch!
In this way, Ye Chen repeated the previous actions, as easily as the assembly line work, and instantly killed the seven martial arts masters.
Until this time, those talents reacted, and the remaining few martial art masters hurriedly knelt down on the ground and cried, yelling and shouting:
"I have served, I have served! Please forgive me, please forgive me!"
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