Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The next day, Heng Yue Zong was full of people.

Today Heng Yuezong is extraordinarily lively, because today is the day before the outside door comparison.

At this moment, the disciples of Hengyuezong have already gathered together in twos and threes. One of the disciples is required to register. Not all disciples will participate. Those who are weak will not go up and find it uncomfortable.

When Ye Chen arrived, a lot of people had gathered here, and the disciples who came in and out were dazzled.

"This is Qiankun Pavilion?" Ye Chen could not help but glance up when he felt his chin.

Qiankun Pavilion is truly magnificent. At the top of the pavilion, there is a treasure seal of Qiankun, overflowing with brilliant light.

"It's magnificent." Ye Chen hurriedly walked in.

In the eye, he saw a battle platform full of hundreds of feet in size. The open space around the battle platform was thousands of feet in length. The outer door comparisons over the years were carried out here.

"God bless you, don't let me meet a strong opponent."

"I don't want to stay outside for three more years."

"God, bless me!"

Along the way, Ye Chen heard these words, and the disciples and the magic wand were praying with both hands.

Huh?

Ye Chen's appearance instantly attracted the attention of the disciples.

He is now a famous figure in Hengyue, and the intern disciple that Sanfeng was unwilling to accept that day, in just two months, became a dark horse that Heng Yuezong knew, which really made people sigh.

"But don't let me meet him."

"I don't want to meet him either."

"He is a wicked man, whoever encounters him is unlucky."

Ye Chen ignored the words around him and walked towards the main hall of Qiankun Pavilion.

On the way, he just met an old acquaintance. Take a closer look, isn't it Zhao Long, Di Yangfeng?

"Ye Chen." Seeing Ye Chen, Zhao Long gritted his teeth.

Ye Chen ignored it, and was too lazy to care about it. He defeated Zhao Long on the day when he was heavy, and now he has reached the ninth weight of Ning Qi. He is higher than Zhao Long. They are no longer a level People.

Ignored by Ye Chen, Zhao Long's teeth snapped, but it was helpless. The true disciple had been beaten for more than half. He was no longer eligible to compare with Ye Chen.

Ahead, the disciples who came to sign up already gave a clear way for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was not polite, and went straight to the elder of a white robe named Li Daotong.

"Elder, I sign up." Ye Chen said, having passed his identity card.

"You are Ye Chen?" Li Daotong glanced at the name on the identification card, and couldn't help looking at Ye Chen up and down, booing, "It's really a talented person from Jiangshan!"

"The elders have won prizes."

"Well, do it well." Li Daotong smiled mildly and had engraved Ye Chen's name on a piece of jade slip.

After signing up, Ye Chen turned and walked outside, but met many old acquaintances again.

Ren Yangfeng's disciples came in groups and were led by the man named Jiang Hao. On the other side, Di Yangfeng's disciples also came, naturally, the purple shirt led the team.

The enemies were so jealous when they met.

When the disciples of Ren Yangfeng and Di Yangfeng saw Ye Chen, their faces and brushes were all gloomy. These days, the face of the disciples of the two peaks in Ye Chen was lost.

"Boy, it's best to pray that Heaven will not meet me, otherwise you will die and it's ugly." Jiang Hao and Zishan stepped forward and smiled coldly.

"Is this intimidation?" Ye Chen stared directly at the two, his eyes sharp and sharp.

The momentum of the trio's body was flowing without calling, and it was constantly rising. There was a posture that was about to start on the spot.

"It's hilarious!" A laugh of playful abuse sounded, and Yin Zhiping, who was shaking the folding fan, came in, sneerly glanced at Ye Chen, and there was still a cold light in his eyes.

Ye Chen glanced at Yin Zhiping. The killing power that could not be restrained in his body was still suppressed by him.

The day he severely injured Zhang Fengnian in the commandment hall, he was always engraved in his heart, secretly vowing that one day he would destroy the dog bastard.

"The killing thoughts are too heavy, even if you are strong, it will be difficult to achieve a positive result." As soon as this sentence came out, Ye Chen didn't have to go and knew who came, except for Su Xinyue, who was Yang Feng. Say.

Next, many more people came, mostly with hatred against Ye Chen.

Alright! Such a large group of people sneered at Ye Chen, making Ye Chen's figure seem to be weak.

"Are you doing this here?" The disciples whispered.

"This is Qiankun Pavilion. Do you want to die here?"

"Why? What are you doing here?" An angry voice followed, breaking the depressive atmosphere at the scene.

The comer is a disciple in purple with a golden hammer in his arms. His body is not ordinary and he is full of bold temperament.

His arrival brightened the eyes of the disciples all around,

"The first disciple of the Mission Court, Hotan." Someone recognized the man immediately.

"Let's just say it! It must be lively today." After Huo Teng, five more people appeared, making the disciples around them bright again.

"Soul Apprentice, Zhao Yan."

"The first disciple of law enforcement, Xiao Jing."

"The first disciple of the orchard, Wang Lin."

"Is that Lu Xuan'er, the first disciple of the Library? It even came."

After the three of them, another beautiful shadow came in. Take a closer look. It is Qiyue of Lingdan Pavilion.

The top ten disciples outside the gate, except the Tianyang Peak, have arrived, so that the already lively Qiankun Pavilion has become full of enthusiasm. These evildoers may only be when the outer gate is compared. Will come together.

"It goes without saying that you are Ye Chen." Huo Teng of Task Pavilion was familiar and had set his sights on Ye Chen.

Similarly, the eyes of several others also came together.

When Ye Chen came to Heng Yuezong, they were still in retreat. The name that they heard the most two days ago was Ye Chen's. The real people at this moment were still curious.

"I'd say it's a condensed state! You still don't believe it."

"I believe it now, although it is a condensed atmosphere, but this breath is not weak, I wait!"

"This boy, it looks very pleasing to the eye."

Several talented disciples touched their chins and looked at Ye Chen, just like monkeys. Ye Chen looked uncomfortable.

"Little brother, don't be afraid, my brother covers you." Huo Teng froze Ye Chen's neck with a broad grin, and said he never forget to glance at Jiang Hao, the purple shirt and Yin Zhiping. "

"What are you talking about?" The three faces suddenly became gloomy.

"I said, look at you, uncle!"

"You ..." The purple shirt was about to rush up, but was stopped by Jiang Hao and Yin Zhiping.

"See you on the stage." The three snorted, and each led their teachers and brothers into it.

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Huo Teng disapproved, and then patted Ye Chen's small shoulder, grinning and mouth wide, his voice was very rough, "Little brother, find you a drink someday."

"Let's go, don't leave any ink on it." Xiao Jing urged everyone and went to the hall.

"Did you feel the pressure?" Qi Yue stepped forward after a few people left, and asked softly.

"There is pressure, but it's not great." Ye Chen said.

Indeed, since breaking through to the ninth level of Ningqi in the past few days, he has absolute confidence to confront disciples below the true level of the sun. Although the top ten disciples in the outer door are strong, they are all the peaks of the human realm, which is completely in him. Within the scope of the response.

"That's good." Qi Yue, indifferent, showed a slight smile.

"Why don't I see the number one disciple outside the door." Ye Chen looked at Qi Yue in doubt.

"He! Who knows where to run and drink again." Qi Yue shrugged and walked away.

"Any time to drink?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, and slowly walked towards the outside.