Chapter 85 Ye Chen Draws His Sword

The old man frowned slightly when he heard this, "Sword cultivators are different from others. There are very few of them. If such a young sword cultivator can appear in such a remote place, then I would have lived in vain."

Obviously, he didn't believe it.

Sword intention is the most difficult thing to comprehend among all artistic conceptions.

At the same time, it is also the artistic conception that can best improve combat power.

Every sword cultivator is a treasure of major forces.

They represent hope and the future.

"Ye Chen, draw your sword!"

Lin Wudong laughed wildly, and his figure was as fast as lightning.

From his palm, a stream of red aura suddenly burst out, like a wave of flames, burning towards Ye Chen. The temperature was too terrible, burning the void constantly distorted.

As soon as he made a move, it was a killing move.

The cultivators watching around felt as if a sun had been born in front of them. The hot breath almost evaporated all the moisture in the air, making people dry their mouths and tongues, and the blood in their bodies coagulated.

He is indeed worthy of being a half-step saint!

Ye Chen did not draw his sword, but raised his hand to gather his strength and punched fiercely.

His fighting power surged, rolling up the remaining clouds.

At this moment, the burning sensation of all the flames was suppressed.

"Dao Boxing!"

Ye Chen's fist crossed the sky, bursting out with a terrifying force.

The wave of flames collapsed in an instant!

Boom!

The remaining power of the fist still lingered for a long time, as if a meteorite had landed on the earth, extremely powerful.

In a flash, Lin Wudong's fist also hit out and collided with Ye Chen.

The powerful force, like the vast ocean, completely crushed the ring under the feet of the two.

This situation made all the sect masters present change color.

This punch, there is no winner!

"Such a young man, at this age, has an exaggerated and terrifying fighting power and a physique as strong as a dragon. It is really rare. If he can be accepted into my War God Palace, there will definitely be another genius!"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he did not hide his admiration for Ye Chen.

At first, facing Lin Wudong, he didn't even say a word.

After seeing Ye Chen's talent, he was completely moved.

"This kid is fast, but he may not be able to laugh to the end."

Hearing this, the old man also snorted coldly.

A touch of shock flashed in Lin Wudong's pupils.

He felt his fist was a little numb, as if he had hit an ancient chariot head-on.

Could this Ye Chen be a barbarian?

His strength was extraordinary and could no longer be guessed by common sense.

No wonder Su Aoxue was destroyed by his punch. Even he himself could hardly block this punch that returned to nature.

"Dragon Fighting Technique!"

Immediately, Lin Wudong let out a long roar and formed seals with his hands in front of him.

A long black dragon swirled around him, shining brightly. In the short explosion, it pounced fiercely at Ye Chen.

There were only a few Xuan-grade techniques in the entire Hundred Kingdoms, but Lin Wudong could use them easily.

Awoo!

The black dragon was extremely ferocious, and it roared with a dragon roar that shocked the nine heavens. Its body swept through the void, suppressing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with a crackling sound.

Just one strike, it presented an infinite offensive, which was indescribable.

"Xuan-grade techniques, nothing more than that!"

Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, and the blood of the wild ancestor dragon in his body rose, flowing through his limbs and bones at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, his breath was strong, like a dragon roaring.

The Great Dao Fist was displayed again!

A vacuum of spiritual energy appeared in front of Ye Chen. His punch raised a ten-thousand-foot-high gust of wind out of thin air, carrying a terrifying killing intent, crushing everything in its path, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths!

The hundred-meter-long black dragon was shattered from head to tail by this huge force.

The sound waves exploded, forming a vast mushroom cloud.

In the field, tens of thousands of practitioners couldn't help but show a look of horror.

This aura was too terrifying.

After two consecutive moves were resolved by Ye Chen's fists, Lin Wudong felt embarrassed.

This waste has really become something!

"Lin Wudong, Lin Wudong, the strongest man in the land of the hundred countries, is this your method? It's really... funny."

Ye Chen looked calm, but a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, am I giving you face?"

Lin Wudong laughed in anger, and he suddenly stretched out his hands, pinching different spells.

He grasped several runes floating in the air in his hands, and after several combinations, they actually formed a miniature magic array containing a mysterious aura.

"Raise your hands to form an array?"

The old man was quite surprised to see this, "Are you actually a formation master?"

Ji An's expression was solemn. He was a spiritual-grade formation master, but it was obvious that Lin Wudong's attainments in formations were much stronger than his own, at least he should have reached the mysterious grade.

There were even rumors that Lin Wudong actually comprehended the sword intent!

Sword intent, formation master.

With such a strong power, Ye Chen might not be his opponent!

As soon as this miniature magic array appeared, the light immediately covered an area of ​​100 meters.

Ye Chen's eyes went dark, the sky collapsed, and his legs seemed to sink into a swamp.

Every step he took required a lot of effort.

"This array is called the Moving Mountain Array, which is a kind of spiritual array."

Inside the cauldron, the mysterious woman's voice sounded, "He can raise his hand to form an array, obviously he is a Xuan-grade array master. I advise you to make a quick decision and don't get too entangled with him. In actual combat, array masters can often win by surprise. The longer they drag on, the easier it is to make mistakes."

"Ye Chen, your death is coming."

Lin Wudong had a grim smile on his face. For him, this battle was a personal show.

He would try his best to show all the things he was proficient in.

The more so, the more resources he would get after entering the War God Palace.

"Mountain Moving Array?"

Ye Chen looked natural, he raised his hand slightly and moved it a few times.

Then he found that the so-called mountain-moving array was nothing more than that.

The impact on him was so small that it could be ignored.

Boom!

Lin Wudong punched through the air, and a brief darkness formed between heaven and earth, as if the sun, moon and stars were all controlled in his hands. The air wave crushed and shook the four directions, unstoppable.

He got this set of skills from the ruins of an ancient tomb.

It's called, Sun and Moon Fist Seal!

"Another Xuan-grade skill?"

Ji An gritted his teeth slightly, holding his breath in his heart, and never dared to relax.

If Ye Chen faced someone else, Ji An would not be nervous, but this time his opponent was Lin Wudong!

"You want to suppress me with a mere spiritual-grade array, Lin Wudong, why are you so naive?"

Ye Chen's body suddenly moved.

His fighting spirit surged wildly, and he rose from the ground, using his body as a weapon to suppress the void.

Boom!

The fist seal performed by Lin Wudong was shattered at once.

"This is impossible. Why doesn't my Mountain Moving Formation suppress you at all?"

He was so shocked that his pupils shrank violently.

Although it was just a spiritual formation, it could definitely suppress the Breaking the Sky Profound Realm. It was just that the suppression force was greater or less.

But Ye Chen, how could he be suppressed at all?