A rock fell from a deep pit, and because the two figures fell so fast, it was impossible to see clearly who was in which pit.
Eyes widened, breath held, all waiting for which sect member to appear. At this moment, there are no personal grudges, only the integrity of the sect!
boom--
A milky-white force shot up into the sky, and from one of the deep pits, the Master of the Fire Pavilion, who was in a state of embarrassment and even his hair was in terrible condition, rushed out.
His face was livid, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and what made people scream was that his left arm was hanging weakly. It looked like it was shattered in the collision with Chen Yi.
But even so, he who came out first still became the focus of the audience, and the Sword God Sect was excited again!
Everyone in the Wanpeng Sect tightened their lower lips, clenched their fists, and stared at another pit. That was Chen Yi, a guy who became famous in the Wanpeng Sect because of his notoriety, but who inexplicably became the number one genius.
Now all eyes were fixed on him. Even Yu Teng, who had a grudge against him, clenched his fists and secretly said in his heart, Chen Yi, come out quickly. The grudges between you and me will be settled later.
The second sect master and the other peak masters waited with bated breath. No one said anything but frowned. This was related to the Wanpeng sect's face and prevented them from getting involved in their personal feelings.
If the Wanpeng Sect loses today, they will not be able to hold their heads up in the future either.
Although Dong Qing and Bai Teng have always hoped that Chen Yi would die, they now have a common thought. If you die, you will win before you die.
After the battle so far, the Fire Pavilion Master's body is also a little overwhelmed. He has used too much energy and his body is very damaged.
He limped towards the deep pit where Chen Yi was: "Here is a sword." His voice was hoarse, he caught a long sword thrown by a disciple, lowered his head and saw a motionless figure lying in the pit.
figure.
The fire pavilion master's eyes were filled with cold light, and his teeth were clenching. He said extremely gloomily to Chen Yi in the pit: "Are you admitting defeat?" After saying that, he sneered: "Okay, if you don't admit defeat, just give up.
go to hell."
After saying that, his eyes widened and he stabbed out a sword, cutting through the air and stabbing towards Chen Yi.
Wow——
The scene was in an uproar, but no one took action to stop it. This was a duel. It was one thing to lose, but it was another thing if someone took action.
Ding--
But the scene of blood spurting did not appear. Instead, there was a crisp sound. The long sword of the Fire Pavilion Master paused in the air, and two fingers stretched out from the deep pit, just in time to clamp the incoming sword blade.
to the center.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Yi stood up slowly. There was no scar on his face, no expression at all, his eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily, and the breath was sprayed directly on the face of the Fire Pavilion Master.
"You, are you okay?" The Fire Pavilion Master screamed in surprise. His arm was shattered by the impact, but Chen Yi was okay? He couldn't accept it.
The disciples who were watching were also extremely surprised. The disciples of the Sword God Sect were stunned, but the disciples of the Wanpeng Sect gradually became happy. At this critical moment, they didn't care what kind of strength Chen Yi was or how he could be fine. What they wanted was for Chen Yi to still be alive.
Standing on the stage, fighting for their Wanpeng Sect.
How could everything be okay? Chen Yi has never been afraid of anyone before when the force collides. When talking about the fire pavilion master's hasty response to the last blow, how much energy can be used? Half of it is good.
Chen Yi grinned, exerted force with both fingers, and "ding" the tip of the long sword broke: "Go on." After saying that, he punched out, with a loud banging sound, it hit the opposite door. The master of the Fire Pavilion was already
Dazed, he was caught off guard, dropped his sword, rolled over, and fell to the ground.
Chen Yi gained the momentum and stepped down with his legs. The Fire Pavilion Master continued to roll.
Step on it again, turn it over again.
Step on it again, turn it over again.
Now a funny situation occurred on the stage. The Fire Pavilion Master kept grunting on the ground, while Chen Yi chased and stepped on him step by step.
Big Mouth appeared in the audience. It wasn't that they didn't want to close their mouths, but they were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths at all. Even the Sword God Sect was like this.
The fire pavilion master was rolling on the ground with a red face, but he had no choice. Chen Yi was so powerful that he kicked one after another, leaving him no time to stand up and fight back. An arm was broken, and he was hurt every time he rolled.
Gritting my teeth in pain.
"Bastard!" the Fire Pavilion Master roared, turned over suddenly, and rushed forward with his remaining right arm wrapped in thick strength, and held Chen Yi's stepped right foot with a bang.
One of Chen Yi's feet was blocked in the void, but at the same time, Chen Yi's eyes narrowed and his energy was activated. Wisps of blue energy appeared, consuming the energy of the Fire Pavilion Master.
After such a long battle, the Fire Pavilion Master was already low on energy. This confrontation made him vomit a mouthful of blood again.
There is so much energy in the blood in Chen Yi's body, how much energy does it consume? There is no pressure on him at all.
"Are you admitting defeat?" Chen Yi followed the example of the master of the Fire Pavilion and said, "Okay, if you don't admit defeat, you will die." Without giving the other party a chance to answer, Chen Yi gritted his teeth and used his strength again.
boom!
Dust and smoke were everywhere, and the foot was stepped on, and he also clearly felt that the master of the Fire Pavilion was not stepped on in the end.
"Chen Yi, come on!"
"Come on, give our Wanpeng Sect some energy!"
There were cheers and cheers from below, but Chen Yi just snorted disdainfully. These people, at best, have the integrity of the sect, but at worst, they are snobby people.
At least Chen Yi dared to say loudly that he was not doing it for the Wan Peng Sect at all, but for his master alone.
When he accepted the task of being a disciple of Wanpeng, he would have given up if the master was not around.
To put it bluntly, he has no good impression of Wanpeng Sect at all. Yes, this is his sect, but this sect has given him nothing, nothing, only cynicism at the lowest point!
Chen Yi has a small wish in his heart. One day, he will get to know a group of brothers who are sincere and sincere, the kind who can sacrifice their lives for each other.
He, Chen Yi, is this kind of person. He is not a saint, but an ordinary person who values love and justice.
The dust and smoke dissipated, and the Fire Pavilion Master crawled out with a disgraceful face. At this moment, his strength dissipated and almost nothing was left. He did not expect that the boy in front of him would be so difficult to deal with.
When he was just facing the consumption, he clearly felt that Chen Yi was at the fifth level of Qi refining, but this boy showed his fighting power at the peak of Qi refining. It was really evil!
If the Fire Pavilion Master were to use an analogy, then Chen Yi would feel to him like an unbeatable cockroach. No matter how hard you beat him, he could still get up. Nothing else but good health.
"What a fucking evil thing." The Fire Pavilion Master spat. This was the first time in so many years that he felt that his power was useless. He clearly thought that this weak person could solve the problem with just a wave of his hand, but he was always being ignored.
The other party will in turn contain it.
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