Ye Chen wants to kill Yang Qizhi?

The moment everyone heard this, his whole head was a little confused.

Yang Qizhi is the third leader of the Yang family. He has a high position and a rich heritage. His accomplishments reach the later level of the six fold heaven of the true Tao. He can enter the mixed yuan realm with only one foot at the door.

Why did ye Chen kill Yang Qi?

After hearing this, Yang Qizhi also showed a trace of disdain and said coldly, "Ye Chen, let's not say that you are seriously injured now. Even in your heyday, you can't kill me. Today, Lu Chuanfeng, I'm Baoding."

Walking forward, the endless fierce Yuan Gang roared out of Yang Qizhi. Suddenly, ye Chen felt like falling into an ice cellar, shrouded by a powerful and cold force.

Under this force, he had no ability to resist. He was like a grass in a storm, swaying with the wind, as if it would be uprooted at any time.

However, even so, ye Chen's eyes are still calm like water, looking straight ahead, just like a hawk and falcon.

"Broken."

Click!

Two voices came out almost at the same time.

Just as ye Chen's lips turned, the long-standing refined steel arrow turned into a streamer, chasing the stars and the moon, piercing Yuangang all over the sky and stabbing Yang Qizhi's body with incomparable accuracy.

"What a fast arrow!"

Yang Qi was shocked. He just wanted to stop it. Unexpectedly, the arrow suddenly burst open, and thunder surged, blowing his body out and nearly withdrew from the challenge arena.

For the first time, ye Chen had the upper hand.

"This leaf dust is a little strange. The arrow just now is very fast. It seems that I have seen through my moving track and killed it in advance, so I don't have time to dodge." Yang Qi was secretly surprised. He finally realized that he can't underestimate the young man in front of him. His eyes slowly raised, but he was shocked.

The leaf dust opened the bow string again. This time, three arrows were put on his string.

Whew, whew, whew!

Before Yang Qizhi could speak, he fired three arrows at once, with a harsh sound of breaking the air, and killed him straight.

"Don't underestimate me, break it!"

Yang Qizhi gave a big drink, opened and closed his hands, rolled up a cyan spiral gas force, and directly involved the first arrow. Yuan Gang raged and completely smashed it.

However, Yang Qi's face just showed a happy look. The second arrow was nailed to the broken position of the first arrow. The thunder blew up and directly blew the spiral air force into nothingness.

Soon the third arrow came one after another, breaking the smoke. Under Yang Qi's surprised eyes, it nailed it accurately on his arm. A blood arrow spewed out. Behind him, a stone pillar held by three people broke and debris was everywhere.

"Hurt?"

The crowd's eyes hurriedly moved. At the edge of the challenge arena, Yang Qizhi's left arm showed a ferocious blood mark. The hot blood was seeping out and dyed a large area of the ground red.

If Yang Qizhi was careless in the first fight, he was dominated by Ye Chen.

So this time, ye Chen forcibly filled the gap between them in cultivation with his exquisite archery. At the same time, it also represents a fact: he really has the ability to shoot Yang Qizhi.

On the Yang family stand, Yang Yu, who threatened to kill Ye Chen, trembled. He looked at Ye Chen with a color of fear.

He can't resist those three arrows.

In addition to the Yang family, the stands where the other three main doors are located are silent. Everyone's faces have become incomparably wonderful, including shock, loss and regret, but more is sigh and helplessness.

"The next arrow, I'll kill you."

Ye Chen faintly spits out a few words and sounds. With a flick of his finger, seven refined steel arrows are suspended in mid air. On each arrow, there is a cold light flowing and the killing intention is revealed.

At this time, the thunder clouds carved on the Jinglei Ming bow, like living creatures, began to float.

The sound of low thunder resounded through the audience.

The roaring wind seemed to be a sneer sound, which sounded in Yang Qizhi's ear. It actually made him feel a little irritable, without the domineering momentum just now.

"He has wavered."

Fang Yi looked at Yang Qizhi and said coldly, freezing the eyes of the crowd.

Yang Qi's heart trembled slightly. Looking at Ye Chen close at hand, he didn't do it. Maybe he didn't dare to do it.

The three arrows just now not only scratched his arm, but also destroyed his self-esteem and made him lose the confidence of the strong.

"Elder Yang, this son is cunning. Don't fall into his trap."

On the stand, the disciple of the imperial sword hall gave a reminder, which made Yang Qi feel suddenly. Immediately, he saw a satirical smile on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.

"It's stupid to lose your life for a Lu Chuanfeng."

With that, ye Chen took a step slowly, and the seven arrows suspended in mid air fell on his hands one by one.

The string did not move, but the fierce killing intention had already enveloped the whole challenge arena.

Yang Qizhi stared at the seven refined steel arrows representing death, and countless miscellaneous thoughts poured into his mind. At this moment, he felt that he was so close to death, as if within reach.

"It's over."

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, His bowstring trembled, and a burst of thunder started, which made the hearts of the crowd tremble. The three heads of the Yang family, are you really dying at the hands of Ye Chen today?

"Wait!"

At this time, when ye Chen was about to loosen the bowstring, a thick voice exploded directly in the square. An old man in black fell in the center of the challenge arena, opened his hands and stopped Ye Chen's movement.

Ink forever!

A sound of surprise sounded, and the eyes of the crowd stopped there.

The old man was wearing a black robe with white hair and beard. His body looked bent. A bright red blood cloud was embroidered on the chest of his robe, which was the dress of the Mohist school.

And he is ink forever.

The disciples of Yujian hall, who were originally dejected, showed a look of ecstasy when they saw the appearance of Mo for thousands of years.

Mo qiangu is the helmsman of the Hu Gang. Ye Chen killed Xiao Ting, abandoned the Hu brothers and severely beat the Hu Gang's face. Today, Mo qiangu came all the way to seek revenge.

With his exquisite archery, ye Chen may be able to kill Yang Qizhi.

However, if you apply ink for thousands of years, ye Chen will die for no other reason. Ink for thousands of years is a real master in the mixed yuan realm. His cultivation has reached the middle of the seventh heaven of the true Tao, and his strength is particularly strong, far superior to those of Yang Qizhi.

"Elder Yang, stop it."

Under everyone's complex eyes, Mo qiangu came to the two and said the first sentence, but it made the crowd stare and stop? Mo qiangu actually advised Yang Qi to stop? Didn't he come to trouble ye Chen?

Not only the people, but also ye Chen was puzzled. He was surprised to look at the black robed elder in front of him, but heard Mo qiangu say: "today's war is a war of life and death. Ye Chen wins and Lu Chuanfeng loses. Therefore, ye Chen has the right to deal with Lu Chuanfeng's life and death. This is the rule and must not be changed."

"But Lu Chuanfeng belongs to the second prince..."

Before Yang Qizhi finished speaking, the Mo qiangu immediately interrupted him and said, "I don't care who Lu Chuanfeng is and what kind of backstage is behind him. This is the Yuhua sect, not the place of the imperial city. Here, everyone must abide by the rules of the Yuhua sect."

When the domineering voice fell, the eyes of all the Yuhua sect disciples became hot. They looked at the ink on the challenge arena for thousands of years and immediately admired it.