Ye Chen waved with his hand, riding Hongxin's attack suddenly broke, and the flame was as fragile as a piece of paper.
This
How is that possible?
Cheng Hongxin looked at his palm incredulously.
He just felt an overwhelming spiritual force, like a mountain, which made him breathless at all.
Is the first floor of the golden elixir so strong?
The audience was even more frightened.
Stronger.
Ye Chen is getting stronger again.
Fortunately, I didn't treat him too much just now, otherwise there must be no good fruit to eat.
Many people are secretly congratulating themselves.
"Impossible!"
At this time, Cheng Hong gave a loud drink, and his whole body was full of spiritual power. The fireworks rose more than three feet to devour the leaf dust.
"That's it?"
Ye Chen frowned slightly.
"The Tianjiao of huoyun sect attacked the gaudy, flashy and garbage."
Ye Chen lost his interest in dueling and raised his palm in mid air.
The handprint of spiritual power suddenly condensed.
what?
Is this actually the trick?
Ye Chen even used this magical forced move, and obviously did not regard Cheng Hongxin as an opponent.
Everyone smiled bitterly.
Take advantage of Hong Xinqi.
He never dreamed that one day he would be knocked down by big fingerprints.
Boom!
The big hand print fell.
Cheng Hongxin couldn't resist the pressure, half kneeling on the ground, and the violent impact made the martial arts platform kneel out of a super long crack.
Dream, come true!
Before his consciousness dissipated, two crystal tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
"Next."
Ye Chen said faintly.
"Oh, oh!"
The referee on the side reacted and ordered people to carry Cheng Hongxin down to heal.
His eyes moved, and he hurriedly sent a subordinate to report.
You know, Cheng Hongxin is one of the most important people of the crazy fire sect leader.
If you are eliminated in the first game, there may be some trouble.
"Who else?"
Ye Chen asked lazily.
The whole stage was silent, and no one dared to touch Ye Chen's eyebrows.
Everyone, look at me, I look at you, but I don't move.
"Let me do it."
A black figure came out slowly, holding a long sword in his arms. At first glance, it was a peerless magic weapon, extremely sharp and valuable.
"Swordsman liaoyuanhua? I didn't expect the first two games to be so popular, and the two hottest people came out one after another."
"I hope he can bring some miracles and defeat Ye Chen."
"Alas, I'm afraid it's still difficult to escape the tyranny of Ye Laomo! But he has become a lot stronger."
"Yes, in the previous foundation period, he was not afraid of hundreds of people. Now he has formed a golden elixir, who can stop it?"
Everyone sighed.
There is not much hope at all.
I can only pray for Liao Yuanhua silently in my heart.
"I will never be separated by one sword. Take out your own weapons, too."
Liaoyuanhua said.
Ye Chen shrugged.
This man pretended to be so forced.
It's just different from the school of Chenghong's new clothes. It's indifferent.
Ye Chen shook his head and dared to pretend to force in front of him. He really didn't know how painful it was to hit his face.
Ye Chen silently walked to the edge of the challenge arena. Everyone thought he was afraid and wanted to abstain.
All showed a knowing smile.
"Does he know he is not the opponent of swordsman?"
"Yes, yes, the swordsman cultivates alone, has experienced hundreds of battles, and has a unique talent, which is incomparable to the greenhouse flowers such as Cheng Hongxin who grew up in zongmen."
Ye Chen moved.
He squatted down gently, waved his big hand and picked up a small stick from the ground.
Ye Chen bumped and smiled at the corners of his mouth, "OK, this is my weapon!"