Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light in his eyes, staring at Feng Zhongjie Shengtang who was rushing towards him quickly.
At this moment, he almost wanted to sacrifice his Immortal Mansion Scroll and release a flock of fire crows to surround and kill Feng Zhongjie.
However, he still held back forcefully.
The dozens of fire crows in the Immortal Mansion are all low-grade spiritual birds of the fourth level, which are equivalent to monks on the first level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Because of their low level, their flying speed is no faster than Feng Zhongjie's sword-wielding speed on the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
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Feng Zhongjie is no match for dozens of level 4 fire crows, but he can escape.
Once Feng Zhongjie senses that the situation is not going well, if he immediately turns around and escapes with his sword before the fire crows can surround him, the speed of these fire crows will not be able to catch up.
He can use the Immortal Mansion to deal with the fire rock monster in Diyan Mountain, because the fire rock monster can't speak. Even if he doesn't kill the fire rock monster, he doesn't have to worry about it leaking the secrets of the Immortal Mansion to the outside world.
But Feng Zhongjie is different. Once he fails to kill him and Feng Zhongjie escapes, the secret of his possession of the Immortal Mansion will be exposed. There will be an unimaginable big trouble. The rarity of the Immortal Mansion's magic weapon is more precious than that of a mere gold-making weapon.
The Fire Spirit Fruit is even worse.
Ye Chen knew very well that he couldn't bear the consequences.
Unless there is absolute certainty of killing, the Immortal Mansion cannot be easily moved.
"We must create an opportunity so that Feng Zhongjie cannot escape, then we can use the Immortal Mansion to kill him!"
Ye Chen thought to himself, every inch of the muscles in his body tensed up, he raised the fingers of his right hand and held out a golden flying sword. This golden flying sword, which was ten feet long, exuded a compelling golden sword light.
, suspended and standing in front of him.
"Ye Chen, you dare to fight with me at such a low level of cultivation! This battle is to the death, only one person can survive, and the one who survives must be me! If you can't defeat me, don't even think about escaping! Let's
Let me see what methods you learned at Tianxu Sect!!"
Feng Zhongjie's face showed excitement and ferociousness, and he roared fiercely, holding the hilt of a red flying sword with both hands. The sword body spurted out red flames under the infusion of mana, and rushed towards Ye Chen.
Bang!
Every step Feng Zhongjie took on the ground caused a slight vibration on the ground. Rocks dozens of feet in diameter on the ground cracked and exploded, sputtering out countless sand and stones. The basic strength of the foundation-building monks is more than tens of thousands of kilograms.
Each level of cultivation can lift tens of thousands of pounds, and both punches and kicks carry tremendous power.
Feng Zhongjie is on the sixth level of the foundation stage, and can explode with more than 60,000 kilograms of strength in an instant, almost twice as much as Ye Chen.
blow!
A hundred feet in one step.
Two hundred feet!
Feng Zhongjie suddenly transformed into a fast, light-colored figure, and the pressure he unleashed became stronger and stronger, reaching the point of breaking out.
"disease!"
Ye Chen let out a sharp roar and waved forward with both fingers of his right hand. The golden sword light standing beside him flew out in an instant and struck Feng Zhongjie who was two hundred feet away.
Feng Zhongjie showed a contemptuous sneer, and waited until Ye Chen's golden flying spear was approaching him ten feet away, then he slashed with his sword with both hands. The red magic sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, hitting the tip of the golden sword light impartially.
"Dang~——!"
A violent crash echoed through the wilderness for miles around!
Feng Zhongjie's figure slowed down slightly, but then he continued to rush toward Ye Chen at high speed.
Ye Chen's golden flying sword was violently hit with a force of more than 60,000 kilograms. The golden sword glow dimmed a lot and flew back upside down.
Ye Chen grabbed hold of the golden flying sword that was knocked back, held the magic sword tightly, and rushed out suddenly.
At this time, Feng Zhongjie had already rushed a hundred feet away.
Two figures, golden sword light and red sword light, staggered and struck each other like lightning.
"boom!"
Ye Chen suddenly felt a huge force pass through him, from the palm holding the sword to his arms and upper body, and he was directly blasted dozens of feet away.
He placed his left palm on the ground to steady himself, his face turned red, blood surged from his heart, and bloodshot eyes appeared at the corners of his mouth.
A crack has appeared on the golden flying sword.
Ye Chen was slightly shocked. The blow almost damaged his blood and meridians. He didn't even bother to look at the gap on the flying sword and looked at Feng Zhongjie. His golden sword was of higher quality than Feng Zhongjie's flaming sword.
The flying sword is a bit worse, cracks appeared so quickly.
Feng Zhongjie stood on the spot with his sword in both hands. He had just exchanged a blow with Ye Chen. Ye Chen was blown away, but he barely moved at all.
For foundation-building monks, the differences at each level are very obvious.
The gap between the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage and the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage can be said to be huge. The difference in basic strength of the physical body alone is fully doubled, and the flying speed of the sword can also be much faster in the former than in the latter.
If you also take into account the monk's mana strength, spell practice, etc., a monk at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage can easily overwhelm a monk at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, without much suspense.
The only way is for the latter to use top-notch magic weapons, which may narrow the gap in strength between the two sides, but at best it will be even, and it will be difficult to come back and win.
Besides, who is Feng Zhongjie? He is the core heir of the Feng family of the Tianxu Sect, and he has many top-level magic weapons. In contrast, Ye Chen, a monk with no foundation in the Immortal Sect, obtained top-level magic weapons.
The possibility of a magic weapon is very small.
Feng Zhongjie was not worried at all that Ye Chen would have some superior magic weapon to deal with him.
This is why he dared to chase Ye Chen alone without worrying about capsizing in the sewer.
"Haha! Even with my strength, I can defeat you completely. You are far behind me in terms of strength! Didn't you learn any skills in Tianxu Clan? Show off all your strength. In Tianxu Clan, you are far behind.
I don't want to use extreme means to deal with you, otherwise it will attract the intervention of the Xianmen Law Enforcement Hall. But in the barren mountains and wild mountains of Ulan Country, the sky and the earth are not working. I will kill you.
No one will know!"
Feng Zhongjie laughed wildly.
He was a dignified monk in the middle stage of foundation building and the heir to the Feng family of the Tianxu Immortal Sect, but he had never been able to do anything to a monk who was a small casual cultivator. This bad breath had been simmering in his heart for a long time.
"How dare you, a small monk with a casual cultivating background, dare to go against me! Aren't you very impressive in the Tianxu Sect's exam? You defeated all three generations of disciples of my Feng family! Now look at how many you have
You have the strength to fight with me!"
Feng Zhongjie calmly waved the red sword in his hand, laughed loudly, and strode towards Ye Chen.
He originally wanted to kill Ye Chen immediately and snatch the Fire Spirit Fruit from Ye Chen's storage bag, lest Ye Chen threaten him by destroying the Fire Spirit Fruit.
But now he changed his mind. He found that Ye Chen had no intention of threatening him by destroying the Fire Spirit Fruit. Instead, he wanted to fight to the end. In this case, he didn't need to worry about anything, he could just take action with confidence.
If he didn't humiliate and torture Ye Chen properly, the bad anger in his heart that he had been holding back for several years would never go away.
Ye Chen stood up holding the golden sword, staring at Feng Zhongjie who was approaching him step by step, and stepped back to distance himself.
Feng Zhongjie strode towards Ye Chen with his sword in hand. When he arrived at the place where Ye Chen stayed just now, he suddenly stopped, looked at the ground, glanced at Ye Chen, and sneered, "You deliberately compete with me for strength, and then use
Injured, you secretly released the mine technique on the ground?! You have used this technique in the Immortal Sect Examination, and it will have no effect if you use it again!"
Although Feng Zhongjie was sure of victory, he was still very cautious. He avoided that area and did not set foot on it.
The mine technique is a mixed spell of earth and thunder elements. It relies on the spiritual consciousness of the monks to detonate, and the thunder pillars are ejected from the place and hit the sky. Although it is not known whether Ye Chen released the mine technique, there is no need for him to pass from above. This barren mountain
Yeling is not a small fairy gate fighting arena, it is a very big place.
"Senior Brother Feng wants to kill me, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"
Ye Chen wiped away the fishy-smelling blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly.
"Oh, really! It's easy for me to kill you, so what are you going to do to fight me? With all your abilities, you can only fight to the death!"
Feng Zhongjie waved his red sword and strode toward Ye Chen again with a grin.
"Ice Wall Technique!"
Ye Chen used his magic power to raise his palm and smacked it forward. Ice-cold air spurted out from his palm. In an instant, a giant ice wall with a height of more than tens of feet and a thickness of nearly ten feet, blocking the air from the cold air.
in front of him.
"Ice wall technique?!"
Feng Zhongjie sneered and his figure flashed.
If he wanted to attack Ye Chen, he had to either take a detour from the left or right, fly over dozens of feet in the sky, or break through the ice wall and rush over directly. Detouring was too troublesome, so he directly slashed at the ice wall with his sword.
The red sword light flashed, and a domineering sword light swept across.
boom!
Click!
With just one strike of the sword, this thick and hard ice wall was split into a narrow crack several feet long.
boom!
boom!
With two more sword strikes, a large hole was blasted out of the entire ice wall, and countless sharp and pointed ice fragments exploded.
Feng Zhongjie rushed through the thick ice wall with his magic sword, only to find that Ye Chen had disappeared from behind the ice wall. Ye Chen's figure was moving quickly, using his magic power to create ice walls on the barren ridge, blocking the way.
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"You're using an ice wall to delay your death? Are you scared to death? Such mid-level spells consume a lot of mana. When the mana is exhausted, what will you do to save your life?!"
Feng Zhongjie laughed loudly and chased after him with his sword.
Ye Chen ignored Feng Zhongjie's taunts, his face was calm, and he kept releasing ice walls. He drank a few gulps of spiritual wine to restore his mana. In just a few breaths, he had already released dozens of tall and thick ice walls all over the desolate ridge.
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These ice walls are connected together, almost forming a seemingly messy ice wall maze.
Ye Chen was in the middle of these dozens of ice walls. The farther toward the center, the denser the ice walls became.
There are sealed ice walls on all four sides of him, and even the top is covered by ice walls, forming ice chambers.
After Ye Chen released these ice walls, almost half of the mana in his body was exhausted, and even the spiritual wine had no time to recover. He finally stopped, turned around with the golden sword and looked coldly at Feng Zhongjie, who was separated by several ice walls. He had already done it
Now that we are ready to trap and kill Feng Zhongjie here, we now have to see whether Feng Zhongjie will chase him in.
Feng Zhongjie chased after him desperately, smashing five or six ice walls one after another, but he became confused in his heart.
Ye Chen's ice wall is purely a defensive mid-level spell, and its power is weak. It can barely resist his three slashes and has no offensive ability. What effect can Ye Chen's crazy use of the ice wall spell have?
Could it be a scam?
Or are you setting up some kind of maze formation? Not only are the ice walls erected on the ground, but they are even covered with ice walls above, forming large ice palaces.
But the problem is that these ice walls can be broken directly, even the maze array is of no use.
Feng Zhongjie frowned. With his decades of cultivation experience, he couldn't think of any deceit in this.
Seeing that Ye Chen had consumed a lot of mana and had to stop, Feng Zhongjie gritted his teeth and continued to chase through the ice wall with his sword.