The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 89: Sunset over the Long River

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Chapter 89 Sunset over the Long River

Cheng Poshan finally stopped holding his chest with his hands, and slowly clenched his fists, with endless fighting spirit in his eyes. He took a deep breath and cried out: "The surname is Ye, today I will use your corpse. Come to pave the way for my Cheng family to unify the three provinces, and use your blood to pay tribute to the spirit of my third brother in the sky!"

Having such angrily, a thick bronze color appeared on his skin, becoming like a bronze figure in Shaolin Temple.

On the other side, the third uncle had just been rescued, and he was shocked when he saw this situation: "This is the unique knowledge of the Cheng family. The 13th Taibao practiced the golden bell! Seeing that Cheng Poshan's appearance has reached the highest level, it is simply That is, King Kong is not bad, not to mention swords, even lightning, water and fire, may not be able to break it!"

Yang Lin had also heard about Ye Chen before, and she frowned and said: "It is said that this Master Ye Immortal has superb skills. It seems that Cheng Poshan is also very jealous of him."

The third uncle coughed twice and shook his head: "It's useless, the Cheng family’s two great skills, Qishangquan is the main attacker, and the golden bell is the main guard. As a martial arts master, Cheng Poshan must have repaired it To Huajing."

"Don’t say that Ye’s surname is just an ordinary warlock, even if it is a master, he can’t fight Cheng Poshan in such a small space of the ring. At close range, the cultivator wants to fight against the warrior, unless he arrives. No sanctuary!"

Yang Lin frowned, a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and sighed: "Is there no way?"

Originally, seeing Shen Tianming's arrogance, she thought that Jiang Province could make a comeback. Even if she still had to bow her head, she might not be forced to betray her body.

Not only Yang Lin and San Shu, but Ye Chen was almost not optimistic in the audience, and even many Jiang Province bigwigs were guilty. After all, Cheng Poshan's domineering appearance was really too shocking, but Ye Chen had been acting in a low-key manner, and his reputation was not obvious.

I saw Cheng Poshan who was full of bronze light, like a golden Arhat Linfan, he roared, only shaking the whole ring slightly.

Then everyone saw a ray of light flashing by, Cheng Poshan had already flashed in front of Ye Chen, his hands clasped into a hammer shape, and he smashed it down severely.

The third uncle in the audience was horrified and whispered: "This blow may be powerful, even if it is a martial arts master, it will be difficult to catch it."

But in everyone's incredible gaze, Ye Chen didn't evade, just stretched out his right hand and lifted it lightly, and then lightly blocked the thunderous blow!

"This, it's impossible!" Cheng Poshan suddenly felt cold in his heart, but he was also an arrogant person. He took a deep breath, shouted, and struck out with his hands intertwined.

Everyone in the audience was completely stunned at this time, but seeing that Cheng Poshan punched out with both hands, like a storm, even if it was beaten by a steel plate, I am afraid it was melted into water at this time.

But Ye Chen had one hand behind him, and he only used the other hand to wave lightly, playing fast and slowly, not moving like a mountain, actually blocking all the opponent's fists.

The most terrifying thing is that his feet are like nailed to the stage, and he hasn't moved a step all the time!

Even people who don't know martial arts can see how big the gap between the two sides is. After Cheng Poshan's fierce attack, he was panting. This was not exhaustion, but a mixture of fear and fear.

"Well, you stand still, right?"

He gritted his teeth secretly, roared fiercely, a side-sliding step, appeared behind Ye Chen like a ghost, and hit Ye Chen's head with a punch.

The third uncle in the audience suddenly yelled: "No, the surname Ye is too big and he is unwilling to move his feet. At this time, it is too late to turn around. Cheng Poshan's punch will come down, I'm afraid His head will burst like a watermelon!"

But at this moment...

"Your movements are too slow."

Ye Chen spoke lightly, but he still didn't turn around, didn't even turn his head back, but gently raised his arm and punched his elbow backward!

This blow seemed unpretentious, but in Cheng Poshan's eyes, it looked like an antelope hanging its horns, and it seemed like a finishing touch. It was extremely wonderful. This elbow was abrupt, as if he had counted his movements, he had appeared there a long time ago, just waiting for Cheng Poshan to hit him!

"Boom——!"

Only a muffled noise, Cheng Poshan’s ribs slammed into Ye Chen’s elbow. He only felt a sharp pain coming, and instantly paralyzed his limbs. The Cheng family passed on from generation to generation. The Thirteen Taibao, who is regarded as a magical skill, is actually useless!

The crowd in the audience was even more horrified, almost staring out!

That full display of the golden bell, like Cheng Poshan, who is like a golden arhat, was directly understated by Ye Chen and fell to the ground. After struggling twice in the arena, he just couldn't get up?

This, isn't this a joke? !

"How is this possible!"

Cheng Poshan’s mouth was bleeding, and his face changed drastically. His golden bell was displayed at the highest level, and even the sniper rifle could be forcibly topped. He was actually broken by this kid with just one elbow?

"Ah--!"

He looked up to the sky again and screamed, and his bronzed skin suddenly burst open, and blood was spilled on the ground, revealing pink muscles, and even more severely injured areas, exposing Bai Sensen's bones.

The third uncle's expression changed again, and he whispered: "Cheng Poshan has already begun to use Qishang Fist with all his strength. He found that he could not withstand the attack of the surname Ye, so he abandoned his defense and prepared to fight to the death. Pin the victory on this punch!"

At the same time, Sun Huaixing next to Deng Lao was also shocked. He stood up and shouted: "Master Ye, be careful! Seven wounds fist hurts others first, and that Cheng Poshan hurt himself so badly. The fist must be shocking, I am afraid it has reached the edge of the sanctuary!"

Everyone in the audience took a breath of air when they heard this, Sanctuary! What does that mean? Xiao Yijue, the sword **** who dominates the celestial dynasty and is admired by thousands of people; Ito Musashi, the sword tyrant who dominates the island country and cuts the water; sits in the green gang, and his palms are leaning against the sky.

As long as you look at each of these resounding names, you will know what kind of monsters Wu Sheng are, and although Cheng Poshan’s punch only touches the edge of the sanctuary, it is absolutely tyrannical. Well, you can knock down the entire arena!

Cheng Poshan roared wildly, and a lot of blood spattered again from his body, but the whole person flew out like a sharp arrow from the string, and blasted out a punch with all his strength.

This punch, like a dragon roaring for nine days, and like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, even caused a burst of tearing, and I didn't know whether it was the air or his muscles being torn.

"Huh."

However, Ye Chen didn't dodge or evade, and he gave a soft sigh, just took a slight step, raised his hand and fist to greet him!

Zou Hu, who was watching the battle in the audience, suddenly grew his mouth in surprise. The technique Ye Chen used to fight that shocking punch was a bit similar to the exercises he taught himself!

Although Ye Chen's fist seemed to be an understatement, it made Cheng Poshan appear horrified. He only felt that the opponent was like an ancient immortal, with the stars in his palm and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in his fist!

Wherever this fist passed, the air was broken with bursts of sound, the surrounding wind was strong, and the sky was full of dust. The arena, which took a lot of manpower and material resources to build in three provinces, claimed to be able to withstand the impact of several tons of weight, was tottering like a flat boat in a storm, and it seemed to be caressed only for a moment.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

Cheng Poshan let out a heart-piercing scream. He tried his best, and his true energy burst out from the limbs and skeletons in an instant. The huge backlash force even melted the flesh and blood of his body, exposing the white bones.

With this attack, he has already incorporated his life into it. Even if he can stop the opponent, his lifespan is only a few minutes left.

Cheng Poshan knew that this was drinking poison to quench thirst, but he absolutely couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept losing to a young man in his twenties. Under the guidance of this conviction, he was like a moth to a fire, waving his seven wounded fists, slamming against Ye Chen's shocking blow.

But at this moment, there was a soft drink from the void: "Sunset over the river!"

In an instant, like golden crows flapping their wings and dragons and birds hissing, no one can see any other sights in their eyes, only a splendid sun light that seems to take away everyone's eyesight!