"Senior Brother Yan, I can't break your golden armor. It's hard to defeat you! However, this does not mean that you have the ability to kill me! You only have ten breaths left!"
Ye Chen's eyes were cold and he shook his head.
“You’ll know after you try it!”
Yanhan moved instantly, and his figure shot towards Ye Chen in the distance. With a call of his hand, the giant golden magic sword spit out a golden ray of light that was ten feet long.
At the same time, Ye Chen also moved.
"Stone Golem!"
Ye Chen drank lightly and waved a mid-level spell.
A huge stone puppet several feet tall appeared in front of him out of thin air. The stone puppet's burly figure was slightly clumsy, but with a strong pressure, it waved a pair of hard giant fists, took long steps, and rumbled.
He ran towards the severe cold. His heavy stone body made the ground tremble.
This stone puppet is not fast or flexible, but its offensive and defensive capabilities are quite amazing and can be used to contain opponents.
...
The battle between Ye Chen and Yan Han officially begins.
Outside the circular valley, many monks were arguing and making noise fiercely.
"Ye Chen, Yan Han, the battle between the two strongest ninth-level foundation-building monks from the nine immortal sects, the ultimate decisive battle, has finally begun!"
"This battle will definitely be won by Yan Han! Yan Han's three methods are combined into one, who can defeat him!"
"This is not necessarily the case! Ye Chen is extremely proficient in various mid-level spells, and his control power is incredible, which makes countless disciples feel ashamed. He has practiced at least more than ten mid-level spells. If he
If you don’t fight Yanhan head-on, you can completely hold Yanhan back.”
"Which is the severe cold or Ye Chen is the strongest? Just wait and see!"
The more than 100,000 monks from the Nine Immortal Sects watching the battle suppressed their excitement and stared closely at the battle in the battlefield to avoid missing any details of the battle. The arguments among the monks outside the valley gradually subsided.
...
Yan Han's figure and the stone puppet approached quickly, and in the blink of an eye they were less than two hundred feet away. Ye Chen was hundreds of feet behind the stone puppet, controlling the stone puppet to kill Yan Han.
"break--!"
The severe cold roared loudly.
The giant golden sword covered a layer of golden glow that was ten feet long, and shot towards the stone puppet on the opposite side.
Bah!
The golden light returns as soon as it touches it.
The stone puppet was still running wildly, and was about to hit Yanhan with his stone fist, but was cut open like tofu by the golden light emitted by the giant golden sword, and was divided into two halves. His running stopped abruptly, and with a "boom"
He fell to the ground, splashing a large amount of soil.
Ye Chen didn't expect the stone puppet to be able to withstand the severe cold. It was just delaying time. He raised his hand and shot out a thunder column.
"Thunderstorm!"
A dense thunder pillar shrouded a large area in front of the severe cold.
Yan Han ignored him at all, and the lightning rushed into the thunderstorm area of hundreds of feet, and rushed out of the thunderstorm area in an instant. Several violent lightning strikes hit him, but the lightning strikes actually penetrated into the ground along the golden protective layer around him.
Disappeared. Large-scale thunderstorm spells were ineffective and had no effect on the severe cold.
Ye Chen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Golden Divine Armor could completely defend against thunder.
"Ice wall!"
"Crack." An ice wall more than ten feet thick appeared in front of Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's face became solemn, and while casting spells, he started to retreat back, increasing the distance between him and the severe cold.
He understood very well that Yanhan was most domineering in close combat. Within a distance of 200 feet, there was probably no foundation-building monk who could challenge Yanhan's super-level combat power of combining the three methods into one.
His own magic control was best at consuming his opponents alive from a distance of more than 200 feet to 500 to 600 feet. He had no intention of fighting the cold at close range.
The ice wall barrier was almost like a paper wing to the severe cold, and was torn directly by the golden sword.
The distance between the severe cold is quickly shrinking.
"The Wrath of the Earth!"
"Tangled with iron vines!"
Ye Chen slammed his palm on the ground in front of him, sending an invisible and twisted wave of vibrations in all directions.
The severe cold that was rushing towards Ye Chen was hit by this shock wave.
I suddenly felt a strong dizziness coming from the severe cold.
This time, the Golden Divine Armor finally failed to withstand the mid-level spell "Wrath of the Earth", and Yanhan was stunned by the strong vibration for two seconds.
Ye Chen did not choose to attack. He did not think that he could easily break the cold golden armor.
After two breaths, Yan Han woke up from the strong dizziness and found that he had been wrapped in layers by several iron vines with thick arms drilled out of the ground. The extremely hard iron vines were able to kill even the brute force monsters of the fifth and sixth levels.
The beast was entangled on the ground and unable to move.
Whoosh!
A golden light swirled.
Several iron vines were entangled and immediately cut into pieces by the golden light.
Yanhan broke free from the restraints of the iron vines, stomped on the ground, and jumped towards Ye Chen.
"Water Hidden Technique!"
Ye Chen's figure trembled and split into two parts with a "whoop", and the two monk figures flew in two different directions.
A golden light flashed in Yan Han's eyes, and his golden eye skill scanned the two figures, but he couldn't distinguish the true from the false. He cursed secretly, and chased one of the figures helplessly. In such a blind pursuit, there was about half a chance.
Can catch up with the real Ye Chen.
puff!
Yan Han pierced the figure with his sword, only to realize that it was fake.
He turned to look at Ye Chen. Ye Chen had already run five to six hundred feet away on the other side and continued to use spells to blast him.
"So many spells!"
The cold is depressing to death.
Ye Chen has so many spells that it's almost unspeakable. He practices all eight categories, and each category has one to three.
Thinking about it, this is an incredible thing.
Based on this calculation, Ye Chen should have eight spiritual roots to be able to learn these intermediate spells to the Dzogchen realm.
Ye Chen's spiritual roots are simply mediocre. They can be called the worst spiritual roots in the world of cultivating immortals. Because the more spiritual roots there are, it basically means that the potential points of each spiritual root will be lower, and the difficulty of cultivation will naturally be higher.
high.
However, because Ye Chen's spell control was so powerful and his combat performance was so outstanding, countless monks almost subconsciously ignored the fact that his spiritual roots were mediocre.
In comparison, the extremely cold single-line golden spiritual root can be said to be the best spiritual root among the best, and the most gifted among the best.
But while fighting on the battlefield, Yan Han found that he couldn't gain any advantage against Ye Chen, which made him somewhat frustrated.
A series of fierce fights, ten seconds passed quickly.
break!
break!
break!
Yan Han's face was as cold as ice, and the giant golden sword violently cut through all obstacles, finally approaching Ye Chen 200 feet away, and nothing could stop him from killing him.
"That's it! End it!"
Yan Hanhan snorted, and the giant golden sword in his hand turned into a golden glow that was several feet long, and stabbed it like lightning!
Poof!
This indestructible golden glow directly penetrated the shield on Ye Chen's body. No magic shield or high-level robe could withstand the cold "Golden God Break".
One hit kill!
"it is finally over!"
"Ye Chen was hit! Defeated!"
"The Tianxu duo is finally broken!"
Seeing this scene, countless monks fighting outside the ring valley exclaimed in amazement.
Ye Chen's strength can be said to be strong, and his spells cannot be said to be unskilled. However, the killing power of his spells is too weak. He only has a set of extremely superb spells. Facing the severe cold that combines the three spells, he can only keep running away in embarrassment.
, constantly avoiding the pursuit of the cold, with no ability to fight back.
Ye Chen's life is not good!
If there was no severe cold, Ye Chen might have a chance to top the list!
But when it comes to a highly talented gold-type monk like Yan Han, who has rarely been seen in thousands of years, no one can resist the "Golden God Breaker." He will die in one blow, and his defeat is excusable.
Wu Dan Sect Jiang Linghong, Wanfa Sect Shen Long and other top monks saw Ye Chen being hit by the severe cold and shook their heads, even secretly feeling sorry for him.
"Ye Chen lost?"
Liu Hongdan was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.
She had always regarded the Tianxu duo as their biggest rival. How could Ye Chen defeat them?! Besides... Besides, Ye Chen hadn't cast "Blood Burning" yet, but she had personally killed the former "Blood Burning"
The third-level skill was given to Ye Chen. She didn't believe it. Ye Chen would rather lose the battle and lose the top spot in his personal rankings than use "Blood Burning".
Ye Chen clearly did not use all his strength and reserved his strength to prepare for the next battle against Feng Mo Sect. If he used "Blood Burning", his speed would increase sharply, and Yan Han would not be able to catch up with him, let alone hit him. How could Ye Chen do this?
Defeated?!
"clang!"
Just outside the valley, countless monks watching the battle thought that Ye Chen was "killed" by Yan Han's Golden God Break.
Suddenly a crisp sound was heard.
Before Ye Chen's golden glow hit him, a white light slipped out of his sleeves and swept across to block it.
Ye Chenfei landed a hundred feet away and landed firmly on the ground. The energy and blood in his chest surged, and he swallowed back the rising energy and blood. In his right hand, he held a snow-white blood tooth, the cold golden god broke
The full blow only left a shallow stab mark on the fangs. However, the cold golden power caused him internal injuries.
"not dead!"
"This is impossible! The spells and sixth-level magic weapons of the foundation-building monks can never withstand the full blow of Jin Shenpo!"
"Is it a magical weapon of the Golden Core level or above? The Golden Core-level magical weapon can withstand the severe cold. But where did Ye Chen get the Golden Core-level magical weapon?... It couldn't be from the Immortal Sect.
Right?"
"For the sake of fairness in the Immortal Sect's joint examination, the required magic weapons and supplies are all prepared by the monks themselves. It is forbidden for the Jindan monks of the Immortal Sect to give their disciples magic weapons of the seventh level or above!" "Did the Tianxu Sect violate the prohibition and privately
Gave Ye Chen a seventh-level magic weapon?" "If every sect gave its disciples more than a seventh-level magic weapon, how could this war be fought?"
Countless monks watching the battle outside the valley looked stunned and in disbelief, and talked about it one after another.
Among the top ninth-level foundation-building monks, Feng Peixi, Jiang Linghong, Shen Long, Zhu Bao, and Shi Junfeng, all the monks who came back from Wangtian City, their faces were blue and extremely angry. Others may not know what is going on.
, but how could they forget.
Those were clearly the blood fangs of the Blood-devouring Golden Core Demon Bat King in Wangtian City's Yunze Mountains! One of them fell into Ye Chen's hands! The disappearance of the Blood-devouring Golden Core Demon Bat King must have something to do with Ye Chen
relationship.
However, they had a tacit understanding and remained silent.
Monks participating in the Immortal Sect Joint Examination are allowed to prepare their own magic weapons. If a Foundation Establishment Monk has the ability to kill a golden elixir-level monster and obtain the materials to refine the weapon, this is also possible. Of course, if you don’t have this ability, don’t even think about it.
.
Therefore, there is basically no trace of magical weapons above the seventh level in the Xianmen Joint Examination.
"not dead?"
Yan Han put away the giant golden sword and saw that Ye Chen was fine. He couldn't help but frown. He looked at the snow-white fang in Ye Chen's hand and understood instantly, "Is this a seventh-level magic weapon in your hand?"
Ye Chen wiped away a faint trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and waved the blood fang in his hand, "Seventh level blood fang, the hard fangs of the golden elixir level demon bat king. This is my own magical weapon, and it will not be damaged by your golden elixir."
Shenpa was easily crushed! It’s still too early to end the battle!”
With his current identity and strength, he doesn't mind showing off this bloody tooth. On the territory of Tianxu Sect, what can Feng Peixi, Jiang Linghong and other foundation-building monks do to him! Even if they cause trouble to the heads of the major immortal sects,
It's useless, it's because they themselves don't have the ability to snatch the monster, which is a shame for them.
blow!
A graceful and mysterious veiled figure finally appeared on the battlefield ten breaths later, and her delicate body flew down beside Ye Chen.
The Tianxu duo!
Yan Han saw Huangfu Xi'er appear, and his heart sank. (To be continued.)