Martial arts: The prodigal sword demon starts with his master Hongxue

It gave people a chill down their spine after listening to it.

"Could it be..." Murong Fu looked serious, "Jiang Feng is so cruel!!!"

Ye Chen smiled, "Because Huayuenu's child is real!!!! Huayuenu's death is real! Did Huayuenu say a word at that time?"

"No!!!" Lianxing's face turned pale, and his heart was filled with hatred.

"Yes, Hua Yuenu didn't say a word. You probably slapped her to death in anger at that time. The most important thing is... Jiang Feng probably talks a lot, right?"

"..." Yao Yue thought for a while, "Yes, Jiang Feng has been begging for mercy, hoping that I will not kill Yue Nu and her child."

"So you relented?"

"I only killed Yue Nu and Jiang Feng, not the child!!"

Ye Chen suddenly realized, "You should understand now, right? Jiang Feng is probably fake! Either he is a fake, but Huayue Nu is real. A person's voice can be disguised, and a person's face can also be disguised." , as long as you say few enough words, as long as you know enough about the person pretending..."

Ye Chen looked at everyone present with a gloomy expression.

Jiang Xiaoyu felt sad and happy at the same time.

Yan Nantian's face showed a look of ecstasy.

Everyone looked at Ye Chen in horror.

Ye Chen was really cruel.

Take off Jiang Feng's underwear!

Ye Chen sighed.

Yaoyue was like crazy, "Impossible! Impossible!! Ahhhhhhh!" She went crazy like crazy.

"Master Yaoyue Palace..." Duan Yu also looked regretful.

"Hey." Countless people in the world felt a little sympathy in their hearts when they saw Yao Yue going crazy.

Lianxing stepped forward and tried to stop Yao Yue's behavior. Yao Yue's eyes were full of hatred, pain and anger! !

"It feels quite miserable to be teased. It's just because your IQ is not high enough." Ye Chen shook his head secretly.

"Ye Chen, that's enough. Stop talking." Zhang Jing couldn't stand it anymore, even though she knew Ye Chen was outspoken.

"You have to understand that although I sometimes speak venomously, I sincerely want others to be well, and I will not play so many tricks behind the scenes." Ye Chen looked at Yao Yue indifferently.

Yao Yue's hair was disheveled and she looked sad, "Jiang Feng!! Where is Jiang Feng!!" Yao Yue stepped forward and grabbed Ye Chen's shoulders, shaking them.

"...I may know something, but...it may not be completely correct. The whereabouts of Jiang Feng should wait until I kill Yan Nantian and Jiang Xiaoyu."

Ye Chen pushed Yao Yue away and placed his indifferent hands behind his back.

"My father is not such a person!!" Jiang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Chen.

Yan Nantian said coldly, "Xiao Yu'er, calm down. If you don't make a sacrifice in that situation, Jiang Feng will always live in the pursuit of Yihua Palace, and didn't Jiang Feng have someone intercede on his behalf? You Xiao Yu'er is still alive, and your mother must also hope that her sacrifice can buy you and Jiang Feng a chance to survive, he is a hero!"

Xiao Yu'er's pupils narrowed and her eyes were cold, "That's right! That's right! Uncle Yan! It must be like this, we want revenge! We want to kill Yaoyue Lianxing and this thief Ye Chen!!"

The people in the martial arts world took a breath of air.

"Do Yan Nantian and Jiang Xiaoyu think of us as fools?"

"Jiang Feng even gave up his wife and son in order to survive!!"

"It's really disgusting."

"Poor Palace Master Yaoyue!!"

Everyone is blaming Yan Nantian and Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Yan Nantian is so hypocritical!"

Murong Fu frowned, and Wang Yuyan sighed, "The past is like smoke. Without Mr. Ye Chen's reasoning, I'm afraid countless people would still be kept in the dark!"

"Yan Nantian, it's time for our decisive battle to begin!" Ye Chen said coldly.

Yan Nantian looked up to the sky and laughed, "Today I, Mr. Yan, will kill you, the evil thief!!"

Chapter 182: The Magical Art of Wedding Clothes in Zen Martial Arts

"It seems that I'm very happy that you, Yan Nantian, have this confidence." Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of Yan Nantian. What he was most afraid of was that Yan Nantian was afraid of himself. If a person dared not fight with me before a martial arts competition, If so, such a person is simply not worth Ye Chen's taking action.

The scene began to become condensed,

Ye Chen and Yan Nantian walked out of the small secret room at the same time.

The mountain wind roars in Yihua Palace.

In front of the mountain gate, the cool breeze blows.

The people in the martial arts world looked up at a swordsman and a swordsman on the ring.

Yan Nantian is holding a sword, a sword named Chunyang Wuji Sword.

Ye Chen looked at Yan Nantian calmly.

"Cousin, who do you think can win this martial arts competition?" Murong Fu is really a smart man. He knows that Ye Chen's martial arts is very high.

Wang Yuyan smiled and said, "Dr. Yan's swordsmanship and strength are generally recognized as strong, but in my opinion, the sword demon Ye Chen's martial arts is not inferior to that of Mr. Yan."

"So, fairy sister, who do you hope will win?" Duan Yu said with a smile.

After Wang Yuyan heard the words, a flash of excitement flashed in her heart. She looked at Ye Chen with cold eyes and said lightly, "Of course I hope Daxia Yan wins." When Wang Yuyan said this, she was thinking of duplicity. .

She didn't know, yes, she was very confused, but she didn't want people to think that she was towards Ye Chen. After all, Ye Chen took away Wang Yuyan's first kiss.

Duan Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

Murong Fu looked at Ye Chen solemnly.

"Have you asked me if I agree to the competition?" Yao Yue's voice suddenly sounded.

Disrupting Ye Chen and Yan Nantian who were about to show off.

Ye Chen smiled bitterly, what on earth is Yao Yue doing!

Lian Xing nodded and stood on the ring at the same time, "Today's competition will be between us and you, Yan Nantian, first!"

Yao Yue's voice was cold and she did not allow Ye Chen to refuse.

Ye Chen smiled bitterly. After Yan Nantian heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha, you two want to delay Ye Chen to observe my moves, right? That's fine, I, Yan, am not afraid of the three of you. Let's go together! There's no need to grind."

"Okay!" After Ye Chen heard this, he laughed and looked at Yan Nantian, "Then let me and Yaoyue Lianxing fight against you!"

"..." Yan Nantian's face turned pale. He didn't expect Ye Chen to be so shameless.

"Okay, Ye Chen, you go down first, let me and my sister take the lead here!" Yaoyue Lianxing looked at each other, and the two of them had a tacit understanding.

Ye Chen walked down from the ring.

Zhang Jing smiled and said, "You don't have to blame them. Palace Master Yaoyue and Palace Master Lianxing have decided to help you try Yan Nantian's martial arts first."

"What I'm afraid of is that Yan Nantian's martial arts will kill them in an instant." Ye Chen said calmly, "That's all, since they want to test Yan Nantian's martial arts, I have nothing to say."

After all, Ye Chen can be regarded as the most benevolent person.

After Yao Yue and Lian Xing looked at each other, they both held long swords in their hands and pointed at Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian's expression remained as usual, unmoved at all.

"Hero Yan Nantian is really going to settle his grudges this time!"

"Poor Palace Master Yaoyue and Palace Master Lianxing, they are dead this time~!"

Hua Wuque looked at the scene in front of him worriedly, feeling filled with uneasiness.

Wave after wave of flames spread all over Yan Nantian's body, "The true energy turned into such a hot and sunny energy!!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed.

The bones all over his body made a cracking sound, his muscles and veins swelled in an instant, and his eyes even glowed with fire.

Jellyfish Yinji saw this, frowned, and said thoughtfully, "The ninth level of the wedding dress magical skill... Throughout the ages, except for the two seniors of Daqimen Yuntie, no one has ever practiced to the third level. The ninth level, let alone the legendary tenth level."

"......"

Ye Chen listened silently and also observed Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian's whole body burst out with strong fighting spirit, and his figure flashed!

too fast!

It's so fast it's dizzying!

"How is that possible!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed, "Oh my god, how did you do this? Teleporting from 30 meters away!"

Iron Fist Invincible!

One punch broke out!

Yao Yue and Lian Xing looked at each other, and their long swords drew a line of cold light. Combined with the internal power of the eighth-level Mingyu Divine Art, they directly competed with Yan Nantian's Wedding Clothes Divine Art!

The swirling energy on the sword was shining.

That is the retractable and retractable effect of Mingyu's magical power.

However, the bursting flames and intense red light are combined with the unparalleled fist technique that combines nature and man.

at this moment.

The swords in the hands of Yao Yue and Lian Xing were punched away, and both of them were knocked 30 meters away in mid-air.

Everyone present was shocked and moved by it.

Jiang Xiaoyu was extremely excited, "As expected of Uncle Yan!"

"Do you know what the power of the Wedding Clothes Magic Technique of Zen Martial Arts is?" Murong Fu said hysterically, "No matter what kind of person Yan Nantian is! Just practice the Wedding Clothes Magic Technique to the ninth level for him, and everyone will You should bow to him!"

.....

The whole audience sighed.

Even the old man Tianji felt a sense of loss, "It turns out that the martial arts world I was in was in decline. It turned out that Bai Xiaosheng ranked my Tianji stick first because the martial arts world was in decline at that time. .”

"Why do you say that?" Sun Xiaohong asked curiously.

"People in the martial arts world were experiencing various catastrophes such as the Heavenly King's Tribulation, the Lantern Tribulation, and the legendary Happy King's Tribulation at that time. Too many people in the martial arts world died at that time, so Bai Xiaosheng took my Tianji Stick Ranked first, now it seems that this hero Yan Nan Tianyan is the true character of a hero!!"

After Yao Yue and Lian Xing were knocked away, bright red blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

"Go to hell!" Yan Nantian put down his fist and took off the Chunyang Wuji Sword with his backhand.