Waste-like stuff! "

"Is it called Tianjiao? !!!"

Seeing Xiao Xing stepping on his feet, cold stars like a dead dog, there was a sudden silence within the ninth floor of the entire Juxian Tower.

Many people are dumbfounded.

That was the disciple of Leng Xingchen, the master of Yijiange Pavilion. At a young age, he realized the meaning of the seven swords.

It's completely different from the three previously defeated by Hu Fei.

However, Daojian was broken by Xiaohe's unarmed hands. He himself was stepped on the ground with one foot?

Seeing this scene, Lin Lan was sluggish, Lin Yiyi covered her lips with her hands, and the smile on the face of Wei Yan who watched the show silently solidified.

"what!!!"

Leng Xingchen yelled, his face clinging to the ground, and his strength almost transformed his face.

He was a young genius at Yijiange since his childhood. He was proud of his father, regarded as an idol by his peers, and revered by his peers.

But now in front of many arrogant faces, people are trampled on the ground like dead dogs!

How can this not make him angry.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

He was mad, and a top-ranking king of war Xiu broke out for as many as possible, and a horrifying sword gas surged in his body.

"The waste dare to struggle !!!"

Xiao He looked cold, raised his hand to resolve the fierce offensive of the former, and then increased the strength of his foot again.

"boom……"

In the eyes of everyone, Leng Xingchen stepped directly into the ground.

Suddenly, the blood of the scarlet red permeated the room, and we could see that Leng Xingchen had been trampled into a pool of rotten flesh.

Dead silence, the whole audience is dead!

The disciple of the master of the Yijiange Pavilion of Zhongzhou University, Yijiange ’s peerless Tianjiao was trampled to death!

Even the spirits have time to preserve! !! !!

No one speaks, only the eyes are convulsing, as if they are digesting such shock.

Hu Fei spit blood and laughed wildly!

Obviously, Xiao Hei's strength is already known, but Xiao Hei, an old ancestor, would kill a cold star as if he had pinched an ant.

Hu Lei's face was horrified, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Ye Chen and Xiao Hei.

He originally thought that Ye Chen and Xiao Hei's master and servant were not as powerful as they were, and they were even ready to watch the show.

But the sight in front of him scared his gall.

Leng Xingchen's strength is not lower than him. The former was trampled to death. What if he replaced him?

The two sisters, Lin Lan and Lin Yiyi, have been speechless for a long time, seeming to be so surprised that they are caught in the battle between heaven and man.

"Anyone else disagree?"

Ye Chen glanced at the audience.

No one speaks!

Even when his gaze came, many people suddenly lowered their heads subconsciously.

Feng Wu, known as one of the three great trolls of Trolls, flashed in the eyes of Feng Wu, but he still did not dare to shoot.

Discipline Ao Xun, a true disciple of Wuliang Zong, faintly distracted, and did not dare to shoot!

Yin Sihai, a descendant of Xuankong Island, contracted her pupils fiercely, but chose silence after all!

Because Xiao Hei was just a servant who trampled Leng Xingchen to death, then how powerful is Ye Chen's master?

No one dares!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, Xiao Hei couldn't help sneering again and again: "The sky is full of pride and seeing me lower my eyebrows. Is this what you are so proud of?"

"Let's go!"

Ye Chen shook his head calmly.

He wanted to use today's so-called mountain and river feast to inquire about the unparalleled news.

Unexpectedly, it disappointed him.

"okay……"

Xiao He grinned, his breath was full, and he regained his appearance as a kind-hearted boy. When he walked over and raised Hu Fei, he had to keep up.

No one dares to stop!

And at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly drank: "Slow!"

However, when Wei Ye, who had never spoken, stood out, staring at the three of Ye Chen coldly: "You will kill Yi Jiange's disciples, Yi Jiange will not let you go."

Ye Chen looked directly at him: "You want revenge for him?"

Little Black stepped out!

Seeing this, Wei Zheng was shocked, and then took two steps back uncontrollably.

In the eyes of everyone, the three of Ye Chen left slowly, and there were no more words for the people present.

Looking at the back of Ye Chen's departure, Lin Lan looked very complicated: "Does he really know the priest?"

At first, when he saw that Ye Chen had no breath, he said that he knew Mu Muwei and felt that the former was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat.

However, tonight's experience proved that she had seen it. This ordinary young man had a slave who killed Tianjiao without blinking.

"Brother Wei, you are the host, and you initiated this banquet tonight."

One day arrogant and angry became angry: "Now that Brother Leng is dead, you just sit and watch the killer leave?"

Wei Yan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You can rest assured that as long as this person is still in Xiaoyao City, he will definitely pay the price."

Speaking of which, he has a cold surge in his eyes: "Don't forget to wait, Leng Xingchen's righteous brother, Leng Xuanyuan, is in the top ten ..."

As soon as this word came out, everyone was moved, and Hu Lei, who was originally shocked, laughed.

In addition to the top ten on the mountain and river list, in addition to Mu Caiwei, the future saint of Yaochi Holy Land, there is no evil in the rank of martial saint.

Outside Juxian Tower, Hu Fei refused Xiao Hei's support and said with guilt: "Respect Lord, I am ashamed of you tonight!"

He is very clear that he was not Leng Xingchen's opponent in his peak period, but the latter was trampled by Xiao Hei, and the gap was not large.

"Anyway!"

Ye Chen smiled lightly: "I value your mind more. You passed my assessment tonight and you can follow me in the future."

"Thank you Lord!"

Hu Fei heard that his body shivered, and he knelt down heavily, his eyes were full of ecstasy.

He was very clear about what Ye Chen's words meant, which meant that, from now on, his life in Hu Fei would change dramatically.

"This is the elixir of healing."

Ye Chen flicked his fingers, and two bottles of elixir fell into his hands: "One of them can help you to regenerate your broken arm, and the other is to restore your internal injuries."

...

In the middle of the night, a purple light and shadow from Yaolian Holy Land, Zilian Peak, fell from the peak.

"Congratulations to Lord Feng for coming out!"

All the disciples who came to Zilian Peak came to their knees on one knee and their voices shook the entire Zilian Peak.

In front of them, a woman dressed in white, standing with bright eyes and bright eyes, if the water is hibiscus, is beautiful.

It is one of the few Jiuzhuan martial arts sacred sites in Yaochi Holy Land.

She stood there, in a white coat that moved with the wind, and the fairy muscles were as beautiful as the most delicate amber. It was hard to imagine a power that had lived for thousands of years, just like a flowering season girl.

Elder Zilian's eyes were low, and he quietly looked at the crowd. After a few seconds, he said coldly, "Where are the two girls, Laner and Yiyi? Why don't you see them?"

Some disciples stepped forward and said humbly, "Return to Lord Feng, Sister Lin, they are going to a mountain and river feast."

(End of this chapter)