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Not to mention Dugu Huangtian and Ji Wenyuan, even the Dragon King is extremely strange to this phantom.

A phantom that can play a blow from the Peerless Grandmaster is definitely a rare treasure. Even a large organization like the Dragon Soul can hardly have such a treasure.

Moreover, the breath of this phantom is not like the breath of China, it is obviously a holy artifact unique to the West.

"This brat doesn't tell me if he has such a good thing, it was in vain that I was worried for so long."

A smile appeared on Dragon King's face.

With this phantom, Ye Chen should be in no danger in a short time.

As long as Ye Family's master came over, Ye Chen would be out of danger this time.

"Smelly boy, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. It seems that Ye Tianyun left you some life-saving treasures. It really surprised me."

Ji Wenyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up from the ground, looked at Ye Chen with a gloomy expression and said.

"Ji Wenyuan, the surprise is still to come."

A murderous intent flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, urging the remaining vitality, and controlling the phantom of **** to attack Ji Wenyuan.

Bloody qi bursts into the sky, and blood flashed on the phantom of Jesus, and he patted Ji Wenyuan with his palm.

"Supreme King Fist."

A trace of imperial aura rose to the sky from Ji Wenyuan's body, and countless air currents were spurred by Ji Wenyuan's punch, as if the entire void would be torn apart by this punch.

Ji Wenyuan's punch was like a human emperor coming to the world, and he was extremely domineering.

A deafening roar sounded, and the blood-colored palms were directly blasted away by Ji Wenyuan's Supreme Emperor's Fist, and Ji Wenyuan was also shocked by Jesus' shadow.

The two sides even met each other.

Ye Chen frowned, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

This time, the full blow of the phantom of **** was much less powerful than the previous one.

Although the power of this true cross was considerable, it relied on Ye Chen's blood after all, plus more and more cracks on the true cross, the power that **** could exert was gradually diminishing.

According to Ye Chen's estimation, this cross could only be used with a few tricks, and it was completely scrapped.

Moreover, the supreme emperor boxing is the unique martial art of the Ji family. It is passed down by the ancestors of the Ji family. It is extremely powerful and cannot be ignored.

"Ye Chen, the power of your phantom is slowly diminishing. I can't give you the chance of being attacked by you just now. I want to see how long this phantom can last."

Ji Wenyuan's face was full of madness, and with a low growl, he blasted directly at the phantom of Jesus.

With a deafening roar, Ji Wenyuan was beaten with blood by the phantom of **** and was seriously injured, but the phantom of **** also began to become dimmed, and the cracks on the cross became more and more cracks. Up.

"Little dragon, don't pretend to be dead. I know you can hear it. When the phantom of **** is broken, I will have your trump card and help me kill Ji Wenyuan. If I die, this dragon pattern ring will fall into the Ji family. In your hands, you should know the consequences."

A hideous color flashed across Ye Chen's face, and a divine thought was transmitted to the dragon pattern ring.

"The dragon vein ring has not been repaired yet. I am just a soul body. I am very weak outside the dragon vein ring. If you want to kill him, you still need to rely on you. However, there are still some dragon vein qi collected in Dongying last time. If you can withstand the dragon energy infusion, you can perform a full blow comparable to that of the Peerless Grandmaster within a period of time. Even Ning Yuan can be hit hard, and it is more than enough to kill him for a half-step."

The golden dragon said in a deep voice.

"A full blow from the Peer Master Master?"

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he said anxiously: "Then what's the hurry, lend me a bit of dragon energy."

"What's the urgency, your current physical condition is too bad, such a large dragon vein qi poured into your body, with your current severely injured body, I am afraid that before you have time to kill others, you will burst into death."

The golden little dragon said angrily: "Take advantage of the time when this phantom helps you resist, hurry up and heal your wounds. You only have the power of this blow. If you can't kill him, you won't have the power to fight anymore. I can't keep you."

A dignified color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he hurriedly took out some healing pills, no matter what he was doing, everything was stuffed into his mouth, and at the same time, the immortal profound arts were running to repair the injuries in the body.

At this time, a burst of golden energy was also transmitted from the dragon pattern ring, helping Ye Chen to repair the severely injured body.

At this moment, Ji Wenyuan also noticed that Ye Chen was healing on the side, and his face suddenly became a little impatient.

The movement here is a bit big, and many people from Yanjing's family have already rushed here.

Especially the Ye family and the Luo family, if their family rushed over, Ji Wenyuan would have no choice.

If you don't kill Ye Chen this time, I am afraid there will be no chance again.

If Ye Chen stepped into a low-grade grandmaster or even a peerless grandmaster, even if the Ye family had risen completely, then the Ji family would be in trouble.

Ji Wenyuan didn't want to happen such a scene.

Ji Wenyuan let out a low roar, and the blood all over his body began to boil violently. The original white skin turned crimson, a horrible aura suddenly violently dissipated, and it vaguely passed the lower-grade master and entered the peerless master. Of the list.

"Burning blood secret technique?"

The Dragon King glanced at Ji Wenyuan, his face suddenly changed.

Using the burning of one's own essence and blood as a guide, one can improve one's own cultivation base within an hour, but after one hour, one's own cultivation base will drop drastically. Without one year of cultivation, it is difficult to restore it to its original state.

Ji Wenyuan was desperate this time.

"Smash me."

Ji Wenyuan let out a low growl and blasted past the phantom of **** with a punch.

All the spiritual energy within a few kilometers was aroused, and the entire void trembled, and the black fist directly blasted the phantom of **** to pieces.

With a click, the true cross in Ye Chen's hand broke.

This famous sacred object in the West was directly scrapped.

"Ye Chen, I want to see if you have any other cards."

Ji Wenyuan let out a low growl, looking at Ye Chen, his body was full of fierce evil spirits.

"Ji Wenyuan, you must die today."

Ye Chen's eyes bloomed with unprecedented brilliance, and he roared: "Take advantage of this thousands of miles of mountains and rivers."

As Ye Chen's low roar fell, a pure dragon vein gas emerged from the dragon pattern ring, which actually drew all the underground dragon vein gas within tens of thousands of miles, and then poured into Ye Chen's body.

The aura in Ye Chen's body became stronger and stronger, the golden glow rose from the body, and the golden blood surged in Ye Chen's body like a rushing river.

"Ji Wenyuan, die."

There was no sadness or joy in Ye Chen's eyes, and he hummed, as if there was thunder and thunder between the world.

A sound wave like a substance spurted from Ye Chen's mouth, and within a kilometer of a radius, thousands of clouds agitated.