Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

"A high-level martial skill of ordinary rank, Canglongpo!"

It can be said that this peak disciple of Wu Zong did his best in order to show off his skills in front of the family's high-level officials.

The first shot is the strongest move, and it is bound to defeat Ye Chen quickly.

As soon as these moves came out, the sky and the earth changed, and the surrounding sky and the earth were full of wind and clouds, the air currents were circling, and the hurricane whistled in the ears.

Ye Chen's clothes fluttered in the wind, his long hair fluttered, and his body looked a little thin.

Under the coercion of this powerful move, he looked a little small, as if he was contending with the heaven and the earth.

A person's power is always limited, how can he fight against heaven and earth.

"hold head high!"

At this time, a loud dragon chant roared in his ears, and Ye Chen felt a powerful momentum coming, and he felt the pressure like a mountain.

He subconsciously condensed a giant golden palm, holding it in front of him to resist the force.

And the next moment, there was only a loud noise, and the golden palm immediately dimmed by three points.

Ye Chen couldn't help but gasped. The opponent he encountered this time was of extraordinary strength, stronger than the monks he usually encountered in the late stage of Wu Zong.

And with powerful martial arts in hand, his strength has improved a lot. With all kinds of blessings, even Wu Zun's early stage is capable of fighting against him.

But he didn't know that when he was surprised, his opponent was even more surprised than him.

Even shocking, he had already exerted all his strength and used the strongest moves, but he could only barely match it.

If it goes on like this, his chances of winning are not great.

After all, in the battles between monks, they first competed in basic skills, and then gradually used their backhands.

Like him, he sacrificed his ultimate move from the very beginning, and he has already lost from the beginning.

But he was still not reconciled to this defeat, so he continued to increase his internal energy infusion, and continued to challenge it head-on.

One person, one sword, trying to smash the golden palm with all their strength, but each time they were only a fraction short, and then the power of the golden palm was filled again.

At this time, when Ye Chen was fighting, he had already quietly condensed a ball of flames behind the back of one palm, and suppressed it with his own strength.

The flame the size of a fist was suppressed abruptly to the size of a fingernail, and the internal pressure was already enormous.

After a full quarter of an hour, the two fought against each other with hundreds of moves, and the peak Wuzong had almost been exhausted, and he began to feel a little weak in his follow-up.

"This kid already has such strength at such a young age, no wonder He Yan fell into his hands." A middle-aged man whispered.

"That's right. At my age, it would be difficult to fight ten moves against it. If I don't get rid of it as soon as possible, it will definitely be a serious problem in the future."

Several people on the side chatted, but someone was already planning to make a sneak attack.

But at this moment, Ye Chen suddenly stretched out an arm behind his back, and this weird move made everyone slightly surprised.

But before they had time to wonder, they saw his palm spread open suddenly, and then a terrifying force was released.

Ten feet away, I felt a scorching heat, wanting to scorch my skin.

Then, there was a burst of dazzling light flickering, and the fire suddenly shot up into the sky.

Before everyone had time to react, four monks were pierced by the sudden fire pillar and died on the spot.

The disciple who fought against Ye Chen even died on the spot, and his death was extremely miserable.

Under this move, four monks were beheaded, and one of them was the early stage of Wu Zun, so the lethality was a bit too terrifying.

"Evil barrier, you dare to hurt the disciples of my clan!"

An old man in the middle stage of Wu Zun made a quick move and slapped Ye Chen with a slap.

He didn't use any martial arts, but used the purest power. This momentum was like a mountain, giving people a heart-palpiating coercion.

Ye Chen could hold it with a golden palm, but it was shattered in just an instant, and the power of this palm was only cut by less than half.

The other half of the power was almost completely applied to Ye Chen's body. At this moment, his whole body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

"Kill this thief and avenge the disciples of my family!" A disciple shouted loudly.

Then, several other disciples hurriedly followed, taking advantage of Ye Chen's injury, they wanted to take him down in one fell swoop.

But just as everyone rushed forward, they saw a flash of golden light, followed by a deafening bang, and the surrounding air burst into explosions.

Ye Chen's protective qi suddenly shattered, turned into pure energy and exploded, forming a powerful energy in an instant, impacting everywhere.

Many of the disciples around were seriously injured, the meridians of the lesser ones were broken, and their strength dropped sharply, and some even injured their origins. If they were not repaired as soon as possible, it would be difficult to improve their martial arts cultivation by half a step.

The old man's eyes were red at this time, hurting so many elite disciples in the clan, the He family's vitality was also severely damaged.

He shot again to kill Ye Chen, but he was surprised to find that Ye Chen's aura was still stable and he was not seriously injured.

When he was surprised, he was inevitably distracted, but seizing this opportunity, Ye Chen suddenly pointed out, and at a tricky angle, it just landed on a large acupoint of the old man.

After bearing this blow, his expression was not good.

"let's go!"

As he said that, he led a group of people away without looking back.

Although everyone couldn't swallow this breath, they were still at a disadvantage this time, and if they continued to fight, it would be bad for them.

It was very difficult to win this battle, Ye Chen didn't chase after it.

And next, he waited for Nangong Yao's arrival.

And the battle just now has also benefited him a lot, and now he has grown to the eighth heaven of Wu Zong, only one step away from the peak.

Time passed little by little, and it was night in the blink of an eye, but Nangong Yao still didn't show up, so Ye Chen didn't wait any longer.

He felt something was wrong.

At this time, the Nangong family was very restless, because Nangong Yao's soul stele broke that day.

The soul stele is infused with the blood essence of the owner, and is connected with the life by a contract. If the soul stele is broken, it proves that the person is [-]% dead.

As soon as the Patriarch heard the news, he immediately summoned everyone to the meeting hall to discuss the matter.

Regarding the matter of Nangong Yao, everyone's expressions were very gloomy. After all, this is the top powerhouse among the younger generation of Nangong family.

The soul stele was broken, although it was not broken into powder, but it also proved that the chance of survival was less than [-]%.

"Three days ago, it was Nangong Wenyue who asked Nangong Yao to go out to help. As a result, something like this happened within two days after leaving. In my opinion, this must be her conspiracy!" said a clan elder.