Young White Horse: The Template of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​Domineering for Eternity

Chapter 22: You must be foolish, a blade of grass as a weapon? (Seeking flowers, evaluation votes, monthly votes)

Above the sky.

Gu Chen's eyes fell on Ye Chen.

If Su Muyu's appearance only made Gu Chen's eyes light up.

Then Ye Chen was undoubtedly the one who struck Gu Chen's heart.

In terms of age, Ye Chen was about the same age as Baili Dongjun.

It was estimated that he was also about six years old.

But the difference in strength...

Suddenly,

Gu Chen seemed to realize something and was startled again.

"Natural martial veins!"

"This kid is actually born with martial arts veins!"

"To have reached the realm of freedom at such a young age is unprecedented and will never be surpassed!"

Gu Chen sighed. You know, when he broke through the realm of freedom, he was already seven years old.

"Who will win?"

Gu Chen continued to watch with curiosity.

If possible, he wanted to take in another disciple.

Baili Dongjun, that kid, is too unreliable!

At the same time, thousands of swords rained down.

Ye Chen did not dare to be careless, after all, his opponent was also in the Freedom Realm.

And there was also the Dharma Image blessing.

Ye Chen raised his true essence angrily, condensing all his strength into his palms.

Prepared to take this move by force

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Su Muyu saw that Ye Chen not only did not dodge, but also confronted his twelve sword formation.

After all, they were just competing.

It was not a life-and-death struggle.

Moreover, with this boy's talent, he will definitely reach the realm of the wandering spirit in the future.

If he dies at this time, it would be a bit of a pity.

As the sword rain fell,

Ye Chen felt his body extremely heavy, like a mountain pressing down on his head.

The huge impact caused the ground under Ye Chen's feet to collapse, a full ten meters deep.

The surrounding houses were also affected, collapsed one by one, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"younger brother——"

Ye Dingzhi wanted to break free and go to check the situation. However, he was pinned down by the Dark River people and could not break free at all.

"Why are you in such a hurry? When it's over soon, our young master will definitely keep his promise and let you go!"

At the same time,

Baili Dongjun, who was not far away, also widened his eyes. He stared blankly at the huge pit in front of him.

He didn't dare to confirm it just now.

When he saw Brother Yun being captured on the opposite side, he understood. The person in the pit was Brother Chen, whom he thought about day and night!

""Brother Chen!"

Baili Dongjun finally cried out.

He made a move to throw himself into the pit.

The servants saw this and hugged Baili Dongjun tightly.

"Let me go, I want to find Brother Chen!"

"That person is my brother Chen......Woo woo woo......"

However, no matter how Baili Dongjun shouted, the servant just refused to let go.

"Hey, why are you doing this?"

Su Muyu felt sorry for a moment, and glanced at Ye Dingzhi who was being controlled.

"Let him go!"

Su Muyu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

There was no sense of victory.

Just now, even if Ye Chen admitted defeat, he was going to let the two go.

Who would have known that this madman would take the blow.

Some people nearby also saw that Ye Chen had extraordinary roots. He was born with martial veins.

Everyone was very sorry.

Baili Dongjun cried bitterly.

He was the same age as Ye Chen, but Ye Chen was only a few months older than him.

The two had no blood relationship, but were like brothers.

Unexpectedly, the meeting that they had been looking forward to for so long turned out to be a separation of life and death.

In the sky,

Gu Chen chuckled:

"Is it really over?"

""Look!"

At this time, someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Everyone looked at the deep pit.

Ye Chen, in ragged clothes, stood in the deep pit, looking up at Su Muyu.

"The bet between us is not over yet!"

"What?"

Su Muyu was completely shocked.

His eyes were fixed on Ye Chen in the deep pit.

"How is that possible?"

"Is this kid a demon?"

Baili Dongjun cried with joy:

"Great, great......."

Ye Dingzhi also smiled, but at the same time he was worried.

He didn't know how many times Ye Chen could withstand such an attack.

"Now, it's my turn to make a move!"

"Boy, are you crazy?"

Su Muyu saw that Ye Chen was still alive, and finally let go of his worries. He was even a little happy.

He didn't expect that Ye Chen didn't know whether to live or die, and he wanted to continue fighting.

"bring it on"

""Let's complete our bet!"

At this time, there was a swordsman in the crowd who admired Ye Chen's indomitable spirit and took the initiative to lend him his sword.

"Boy, although my sword is not top-grade, it is much better than your bare hands. Take the sword!"

The big man casually threw the sword to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took it and threw it back to the big man.

"Thank you, uncle. I have my own weapon!" Everyone was confused when they heard this.

Ye Chen looked determined, and with one hand, he condensed his inner energy to form the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass.

Everyone was stunned when they saw it.

"Grass? This guy must have been beaten stupidly, actually using a blade of grass as a weapon?"......

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