Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 14: Win

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Boom!

The face was injured, Zhao Long was kicked with a kick.

"This ... this ..." The disciples watching the battle below had their eyes squinted, and the time of the confrontation on the stage was too short, so that they did not respond, and they did n’t even know how Zhao Long was so confused Kicked.

"Ye Chen, you **** it." The roar of Zhao Long immediately sounded on the battle platform.

It's just that he has just stabilized his body and Ye Chen has attacked.

"Kill." Zhao Long's face was a little scary, and he waved his palms to make a bright handprint.

"There are a lot of flaws." Ye Chen sneered, the beast's heart angered the mysterious tiger to show off, escaped that palm, and instantly killed Zhao Long.

"Being close to me is destined to be your sorrow."

The icy voice flowed through the air. Ye Chen was already swiftly flowing with blood, and the repressive power of his muscles and bones broke out instantly, hitting Zhao Long with a punch.

Poof!

Zhao Long spit out a bit of blood, and the power of Ye Chen is not as simple as you think.

"You actually ..."

"What the **** I am." Ye Chen didn't give Zhao Long time to react, and bullied and killed him again.

He looks like a fierce beast going down the mountain. The way out of the glove is even stranger, sometimes like a tiger, sometimes like a fierce ape, sometimes like a lion, sometimes like a wolf. Every joint has become a fierce weapon. The Zhao Long hit is a retreat, and the fist, palm and foot prints on the body are constant.

"This ... what kind of play is this." On the stage, the disciples watching from the stage were stunned. The play of Ye Chen completely subverted their cognition.

What about gorgeous metaphysics? What about gorgeous moves?

Nothing at all. I used the most primitive fighting technique, but it was the most basic fighting technique, which caused Zhao Long to lose again and again.

Ah ...!

At the moment, the roar of Zhao Long was all over the battle platform.

Not long ago, he prides himself on the high posture of his brother. At this moment, he is so embarrassed and confrontational. His Qi Condensation 6th Layer days of cultivation practice will be beaten by an Qi Condensation 1st Layer .

Roar!

With a wolf's roar, which interrupted the noise below, Zhao Long used a secret technique. His fist was already wrapped by an unreal wolf head. When he shot, there was a wolf's roar.

"Blue Wolf Fist." The eyes of the people watching the battle were full of fire, as if they had seen the power of the Zhao Long metaphysics. "I did n’t expect the first Diyang Peak, and even this secret technique was taught to Zhao Long."

"Let's die!" Zhao Long grimaced and punched.

Rushing Thunder Palm!

Only listening to a cold drink, Ye Chen waved his palm again and regretted that there was a thunder and lightning tear between his palms, and his power was even tougher and overbearing.

Boom!

There is a thumping noise between the fists.

Poof!

Blood vomiting suddenly, Zhao Long stumbled back.

"How ... how is it possible." During the retreat, Zhao Long looked at Ye Chen in disbelief. He clearly felt the domineering power contained in the palms of Ye Chen, which was definitely not inferior to him.

Blue Wolf Fist, that is one of the few secret techniques of Diyang Peak. It is famous for attacking powerfully. With this secret technique, he does not know how many Outer Sect disciples he defeated.

But now, he is broken from the front by a preparatory disciple of Qi Condensation 1st Layer , which is how he can't accept it.

Is he really Qi Condensation 1st Layer ?

At this moment, not only the Zhao Long, but also the disciples watching the battle from the stage appeared in a trance.

"This kid is so weird." The audience was shocked one after another, and the expression was so exciting.

"Why? Are you still playing?" Outside the crowd, a group of people threw it again, needless to say, the people who had left the field before, when they heard that there was no victory or defeat, they all killed back when they saw When the fierce Ye Chen, it looked stunned.

Just, where do they know how deep Ye Chen is?

In the past, in Zhengyang Sect, Qi Condensation 3rd Layer and his monster beasts, Qi Condensation 4th Layer and Mortal Origin Stage fight, after many experiences, the actual combat ability is too strong Zhao Long too.

At this moment, Ye Chen has a large capacity of Core Sea, and the number of True Qi is not inferior to Zhao Long. The strong physical body after refining is better than that of Zhao Long, and the overbearing beast of 'Close Quarter Combat' is angry, so this duel, From the beginning, it was doomed that Zhao Long would be defeated.

Ah ...

The whole scene was full of Zhao Long roar, but no matter how angry he was, he was still suppressed by Ye Chen.

"It's over." As Ye Chen yelled, he stepped down and jumped up. The fierce and overbearing Tianque was lifted over his head by him, and the whole posture of hacking Huashan was simple and neat. A touch of gorgeousness.

Om!

The heavy Tianque hit the air buzzing.

Seeing this, Zhao Long talked about discoloration, hurriedly raised his golden sword to block, and the True Qi rolled into it.

Kuāng Ding!!

The Ye Chen slashed on the spirit sword.

Boom!

Zhao Long, who was still standing at the last moment, was half kneeled by the sword and fell to the ground. He even heard the sound of his arm bone breaking.

Poof!

A bite of blood spurted from Zhao Long's mouth.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet.

Not long ago, there was a noisy audience, and at this moment, only breathing sounds remained, and on the stage, they looked petrified.

Qi Condensation 5th Layer's Zhao Long was kneeled on the ground by a Qi Condensation 1st Layer preparatory disciple sword.

"You lost."

"This ... this is impossible." Zhao Long growled, his legs trembling and wanted to get up, but was suppressed by Ye Chen holding his sword.

"Your life is over." It was the cold voice of Ye Chen that responded to Zhao Long.

At this moment, everyone on stage is awake like a dream.

Betting is their own lives.

"This ... this Ye Chen won't really kill Zhao Long, can't it! Zhao Long is the first disciple of Diyang Peak. If a sword is hacked, he can't live."

"But I see the posture of Ye Chen, but I want to be a killer!"

"I am a disciple of Diyang Peak, do you dare to kill me?" Zhao Long seems to have not realized the situation at this moment, and he growled headily.

In his eyes, any bet and life are jokes. Although he loses, he does not prove that he will hand over his life because he has a strong backstage.

"You dare to kill Brother Zhao, Master will not spare you." Below, the disciples in Zhengyang who came to help out shouted, but they were scared by the strength of Ye Chen, there was no one Dare to come up.

"Betting first, he must die." Ye Chen coldly said.

"This younger brother, just learn from each other, and be forgiving and around." The indifferent voice sounded, and a female disciple in the crowd glanced at Ye Chen.

This female disciple is truly beautiful, with beautiful eyes and lucid eyes, her silk flowing like a wave of water, and her white coat wafting like a blooming lotus flower. The male disciples who watched were all blazing hot.

"Su Xinyue of Renyang Peak."

"She actually came, but she didn't see it before."

Ye Chen sideways, staring at the Su Xinyue, "If this sister, it is my Ye Chen who lost, will you say the same thing."

"Your killing heart is too heavy to make a positive result." That Su Xinyue expression is still indifferent. Although it stands in the crowd, it has a high attitude. Between the lines, the future path of Ye Chen has been pronounced.

"Sister Sister, let me let him go?" Ye Chen's mouth sneered with a sneer, a suppressed anger, after all, it did not break out.

This kind of anger is not only about Zhao Long's cruelty to Zhang Fengnian, but also about Su Xinyue, because her temperament is so similar to Ji Ningshuang. They are all high-profile gestures. pretend.

"I want to get you back on track, don't want to be ..."

"Do you have any relatives?" Ye Chen directly interrupted Su Xinyue's words. A pair of bloodshot eyes stared at her like he was questioning.

The words were interrupted, and Su Xinyue had a pretty eyebrow, and she did n’t even know why Ye Chen would ask such a question.

"If I hang up your loved ones to fight day and night, will you kill me." Ye Chen looks like a question, looking at Su Xinyue with a sneer, "If you will too, don't show this kind of mercy to Lao Tzu." The false posture of all beings. "

"You ..." The public was so scorned by the public that Su Xinyue's cheeks were instantly covered with a layer of frost.

At this moment, her indifference is like her, and her **** rise and fall violently. She is the first disciple of Renyang Peak and a flower of Hengyue Sect. Why has she been taught this way, and the other party is still a preparatory disciple of Qi Condensation 1st Layer .

On the stage, Ye Chen has withdrawn his gaze and raised the palm that haunts True Qi.

If this palm goes down, Zhao Long will die.

However, at this moment, a powerful momentum roared and appeared on the battle platform in an instant.

This person, take a closer look, is n’t it the first Ge Hong of Diyang Peak?