Ye Chen's calm voice echoed in the square, and eyes containing various emotions kept looking at the tall back, silent for a long time.
Immediately, bursts of gasps slowly sprung up from around the martial arts platform. With indifferent eyes, he reached out and grabbed Ye Ziming's neck, lifted his body up in the air, and held it high. A little bit of true energy came from Ye Ye.
Chen's fingertips slowly emerged, a sharp explosion suddenly sounded, and several eye-catching hand marks appeared on his neck.
The originally arrogant face turned red, and the force coming from his neck made Ye Ziming feel suffocated.
His left hand unhurriedly poked out from his sleeve. In the surprised eyes of the people around him, a small amount of wind energy rushed out crazily, turning into wind blades and blowing towards Ye Ye Ming's knees. Immediately, Ye Chen's
The left hand was like a sharp blade, with invisible energy surrounding the fingertips, stabbing Ye Ziming's knees.
"Crack! Click!" The crisp sound of bones cracking came from Ye Ziming's left knee, and bright red liquid continued to drip down the sole of his foot.
The ticking sound was as loud as thunder at this moment. Looking at the figure on the martial arts platform, a few people felt a chill. Ye Hao's eyes were blood red, his old body was shaking constantly, his lips were trembling slightly, and it was eerie.
The voice slowly floated out of his mouth: "Zhuzi, you are looking for death!"
Everything happened so suddenly, Ye Hao finally felt the uneasiness in his heart at this moment. That uneasiness came from the figure on the martial stage - Ye Chen!
Raising his eyes slightly, Ye Chen's gaze crossed several people's figures and immediately landed on Ye Hao, who had a sinister face. A trace of amusement could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
"Click! Click!" There were several more bursting sounds, coming from Ye Ziming's right knee, and the blood pouring out instantly dyed Ye Ziming's white robe red.
A few girls turned their heads unbearably. In addition to the sound of blood dripping to the ground, there was the heavy breathing of everyone in the audience. Looking at Ye Hao, the true energy in his body poured out of his body like a tide, and a sharp explosion suddenly sounded.
, kicking his feet slightly, his body shot towards the martial platform in vain. However, a figure was faster than Ye Hao, like a rainbow, the old man's figure suddenly appeared at the edge of the martial platform, standing in the sky, impressively powerful.
A strong martial artist.
The big withered hand slowly poked out from the sleeves, and immediately moved forward, Ye Hao's figure fell back like a kite with a broken string, followed closely by the old man's slightly low but majestic figure.
Voice: "Outsiders cannot stop the life-and-death battle on the martial arts platform. Ye Hao, as an elder, don't you know this rule?"
Looking at Ye Hao who retreated slightly indifferently, he slowly raised his right hand again. Ye Chen slowly turned around and turned Ye Ziming's pale face to Ye Hao. Immediately, he let go of his right hand, and Ye Chen's body
, suddenly fell down, landed on his knees, made a dull crashing sound, and knelt in front of Ye Chen.
Pain flooded Ye Ziming's nerves like a tide. At this moment, Ye Ziming's face was pale and filled with shock.
His right hand seemed to move slowly and slowly towards the void, and he punched a few randomly. Sharp explosions continued, and the terrifying wind energy surrounded his fist. Seeing this, Ye Hao suddenly stopped and kicked his body.
He kicked on the ground and took a few steps back, screaming in fear, "We surrender! We surrender!"
However, the old man standing in the sky remained motionless and looked at Ye Chen with strange eyes. Ye Chen's cruelty was beyond his expectation.
Ye Hao glanced at Ye Hao indifferently, and his fist suddenly fell towards Ye Ziming's chest. Ye Yeming's slightly protruding chest instantly dented. Before he could scream, Ye Chen's right foot suddenly kicked forward several times.
Feet, each foot contains extremely terrifying strength.
A low muffled sound suddenly sounded. The children of the Ye family who were watching all over the place looked at Ye Ming, who was like a sandbag, with a blood stain of several meters long on the hard floor, and immediately looked at the tall figure again.
, a chill couldn't help but come out of my bones...
However, everything was still not over. Ye Chen stepped slightly and followed Ye Ziming in vain.
His right foot stepped on Zi Ming's shoulder in vain, and the terrifying force instantly shattered the bones in Zi Ming's shoulder.
The heart-shaking crashing sound was mixed with Ye Ziming's helpless scream. The sound deeply stimulated Ye Hao. With blood-red eyes, Ye Hao roared out, and his body shot out again,
The old man stood regardless of the void and jumped onto the martial platform in vain. However, the moment his feet just touched the ground...
The old man lightly clapped his hands forward several times. The terrifying strong wind blocked Ye Hao's progress. Even though his true energy was flowing crazily, Ye Hao could not move forward even half an inch. Despair, anger, and murderous intent were all in Ye Hao.
His face was constantly changing, and lying in a pool of blood was his only son.
Looking at Ye Hao's face indifferently, there was no hesitation in Ye Chen's eyes. He raised his right foot slightly and stepped on Zi Ming's other shoulder again. The sound of bone crushing sounded again, and Zi Ming's scream was just halfway out.
He was overwhelmed by the pain, his eyes turned black, and he fainted.
With his dark eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, Ye Hao roared crazily: "Ye Chen, I will admit defeat for my son!"
The roar resounded throughout the sky, his eyes slightly raised, Ye Chen looked at Ye Hao expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Oh, I wonder if Elder Ye Hao thinks that I have taken the Fantasy Pill at this time. Now the wind attribute is really
Qi is just relying on the Fantasy Pill, if the elder still thinks so, I would be interested in continuing with Ye Ziming!"
"No, I admit that your bloodline awakening was definitely not caused by taking the Fantasy Pill!" Seeing this, Ye Hao couldn't help but say with a hint of joy in his tone, and said anxiously.
Compared with Ye Hao, Ye Chen calmly said: "Then Elder Ye Hao must fulfill the agreement between you and me!"
"I was stupid that day and deliberately made things difficult for the young master in the martial arts hall. Today I voluntarily enter the discipline hall for one year as a warning. Please forgive me, master Chen!" Without the old-fashioned tone of the past, Ye Hao is now like a turtle in a brothel, with an extremely flattering expression.
, with a look of regret on his face.
Ye Chen was probably the first person in the history of the Ye family to ask an elder to apologize in public. Everyone around him looked at Ye Chen with complicated eyes and remained silent for a long time.
"Apologise, since the elder has apologized, let this matter be forgotten!" Ye Chen said expressionlessly.
"Master Chen, you have a lot..." A hint of joy appeared on the old face. At this moment, Ye Hao didn't care about face. As long as he saved Ye Ziming's life, that was his business. However, in the next moment, murderous intent and anger overwhelmed that face.
Old face.
The true energy surged out of Ye Chen's body, and flew out with a kick, hitting Ye Chen's neck hard. A crisp sound of bones breaking slowly sounded from Ye Chen's neck.
The head hung weakly to one side, as if there was no life left at all.
Hearing the shattering sound, all the Ye family disciples in the audience looked at the martial arts platform in shock, and the whole audience could hear needles dropping.
"Ye Chen, you are seeking death!" Ye Hao went crazy. Ye Ye Ming's death had made him lose his former sanity, and he roared crazily.
The hysterical Ye Hao in front of him seemed to not exist. Ye Chen smiled indifferently and glanced at Ye Wen with a mocking sneer at the corner of his mouth...