"The holy way is five Heaven, and the strength is good." the silent space was broken by Ye Chen's voice.

When ye Chen spoke, it seemed that he didn't pay attention to Yan Mo at all. Instead, he felt eager to have a big fight and test his strength.

This casual voice made Yan Mo's face very ugly. The violent flame on his body kept roaring. He put it in his heart and wanted to burn the leaf dust completely.

"See how I kill you!" Yan Mo said. Even when he saw his steps step out, the violent flame went crazy and swallowed it towards Ye Chen.

In an instant, a terrible flame storm appeared in the void, with the power to burn heaven and earth. Yan Mo blew out with one fist, and the flame melted into the fist front and burned everything.

"It's just the power of fire. It doesn't deserve to hurt me." Ye Chen's voice is cold, and the nine petal demon lotus blooms a dark light, which turns into a heavy vortex, while his body stands still and completely ignores the terrible flame storm.

"Swallow!" Ye Chen's mind moved and his body turned into a dark vortex, which directly swallowed up the flame storm attacked by Yan mo.

The roaring sound came out. The flame storm in the void was actually contained in a trace of blood light. At the moment of contacting the nine petal demon lotus, I wanted to break free by force.

However, ye Chen stepped out and suppressed his palm from top to bottom, which represented the blood light of destruction, destroyed everything, and forcibly annihilated the flame storm.

"I didn't expect that you also stepped into the realm of breaking the sky. However, your cultivation is far inferior to me. It's just the four heaven of the holy way." Yan Mo smiled coldly. The flame storm just now contains the terrible power of space.

Originally, he wanted to use the fire storm as a virtual move to let the power of space invade Ye Chen's body unconsciously. Unexpectedly, ye Chen also stepped into the realm of breaking the air and was not afraid of the power of space.

"At the beginning, I was only the cultivation of the double heaven of the holy way, and I could easily kill you who are the triple heaven of the holy way. There is a gap between you and me, but you are so proud. Haven't you had enough pain?" Ye Chen sneered back, freezing the smile on Yan Mo's face, and unconsciously recalled the shame of that year.

"Shut up!" Yan Mo became even more angry. He pulled out the Yan devil blade and fought in the void in an instant. The endless flame storm appeared, as if he turned into a ferocious beast.

Seeing this, ye Chen immediately put away the color of joke, swallowed it with his left hand, destroyed it with his right hand, opened and closed his hands, and kept the fist front, which shattered all the flame storm. Instead of avoiding it, he attacked it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of collision was continuous and shrouded in the void. In a short moment, there were countless cracks in the space, each of which was 100 meters long, which not only fragmented the snow city, but also thousands of cracks on the ground.

"How could it be that ye Chen became so strong that he directly used his fist to regret my Yan devil blade? Is it because he got many treasures in the mainland of Muhua?"

The more the Vietnam War, the more frightened Yan Mo was.

He holds the Yan devil blade with infinite power, but he can't defeat Ye Chen. On the contrary, ye Chen is able to fight with ease. The momentum of the battle is rising, and there is a feeling that he wants to surpass it.

"Is that your strength?" a voice full of sarcasm suddenly spit out from ye Chen's mouth.

Yan Mo trembled, raised his head and met a pair of dark eyes, which were full of ridicule, contempt, and even deep disdain.

This feeling is like a dragon flying in the nine sky, overlooking the humble mole ants, completely ignoring it. It's so spicy that Yan Mo has the impulse to jump like a corpse.

"Death!" Yan Mo roared angrily. His whole body burst into endless flames. The flame was no longer crimson, but turned into a strange dark color, as if to devour himself and turn him into an abyss.

"I want you to die without a burial place!" with this terrible roar, Yan Mo integrated into the black flame. The Yan devil blade in his hand suddenly swept into the void, suspended there, and began to wriggle.

"Hmm?" the scene in front of him was so surprised that ye Chen couldn't help freezing his eyes.

The creeping Yan devil blade was covered by the black magic fire, but it began to repair, and the broken blade was reborn. A fierce knife full of ferocious beasts appeared in front of Ye Chen.

"After the ancient war, the Yan devil blade was damaged first, and then its spirit was severely damaged, so it became a broken blade. After more than 100000 years of repair, it can't be restored, but why is it repaired by itself now?"

Ye Chen's mind is full of doubts. He just wants to start, but he is surprised to find that his body can't move.

Not only the body, but also the surrounding void solidified and fell into absolute stillness.

"Space is still!" these four words appear in Ye Chen's heart, and his face is a little ugly.

You know, but all practitioners who step into the five Heaven realm of the holy Tao can master the magic power of space stillness. When they think about it, the void is still, and the power is very powerful.

However, for the strong of the fifth heaven of the holy way, the space is still, which requires a great deal of attention and will not be displayed at will. Moreover, the scope of this stillness is too large to cover most of the snow city.

"You forced me!" a cold voice came out, and the Yan devil blade integrated into the flame storm. The storm trembled and expanded in an instant, covering the whole void.

Ye Chen's eyes suddenly fell into absolute darkness, but soon after the darkness shrouded, flames appeared in front of him, condensed into a ferocious Yan devil blade.

"Yan devil's blade and space are still, and you show it at the same time. It seems that you really have the intention of killing me." the dignified expression on Ye Chen's face disappeared. Facing such a dangerous situation, he actually laughed.

"Death!" Yan Mo didn't talk nonsense to Ye Chen. Under the roar again, the thousands of Yan devil blades burst out endless dark flames, flashing lights, and frantically killed Ye Chen's vital points.

"I'm afraid you can't do it again this time." Ye Chen stepped falsely and raised his palm. At the moment, Yongfeng ancient tower appeared on his head, slowly came down, and even integrated into his body. The two became one.

"Repression!"

Ye Chen's eyes suddenly coagulate, the tower body vibrates, and the endless power of repression diffuses away. Rao is how domineering the Yan devil blade is. At the moment of contacting the Yongfeng ancient tower, it will be ruthlessly suppressed.

In a short moment, the terrible flame storm began to twist, and a dazzling strong light bloomed. With a bang, the flame storm annihilated, and the Yan devil blade appeared again, but it was shocked to restore the shape of the broken blade.

Yan Mo's body was snatched from the blade of the Yan devil blade. His face was very pale. He looked up, spit out a big mouthful of blood, and fell on the ground.

"So it's over?" the Yongfeng ancient pagoda dissipated, and ye Chen appeared there again, suspended in the air. His face was still indifferent. He said: "I didn't see you for a year. I thought your strength would make a breakthrough. Now it seems that I think too much. The loser is the loser. No matter how hard you try, you will still lose to me in the end."