With a step, ye Chen opened his hands and fell directly on the challenge arena.

The strong killing intention shrouded the whole challenge arena, as if it had become Shura hell. The air of the whole Wudao square solidified at this time, and the vitality of heaven and earth seemed to have lost its vitality.

"Are you ye Chen?"

Looking at the figure younger than him, Liu Qing raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

Ye Chen didn't respond. He just looked at him coldly and said, "betraying the sect is regarded as disloyalty, provoking discord and disrespect. People who are disloyal and disrespectful like you are not qualified to live in the world."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Liu Qing smiled and said, "according to what you said, are you going to kill me on the spot in this martial arts arena?"

"That's right." Ye Chen said faintly, making Liu Qing's face gloomy and indifferent: "what a big tone. You really think you can look up to no one if you kill a few wastes. A arrogant person like you can be killed with a sword!"

"A sword? You're too high to see your strength." Ye Chen sneered, his voice fell, his steps stepped out directly, and his figure was like the wind. He rushed to Li Qing's face and hit him directly.

A fist against a sword?

Liu Qing sneered when he saw Ye Chen's direct hand. Ye Chen was so arrogant that he fought directly with his fist. Such an approach is to despise Liu Qing's swordsmanship.

"I want you to pay the price."

The arm trembled, and a gloomy chill filled Liu Qing's body. A sword light directly cut through the sky.

Bang!

When the fist front collided with the sword, the smile on Liu Qing's face suddenly solidified. In the fist front, a terrible force hit him, which made him tremble and retreat one after another.

What a strange power, ye Chen's power, so strong. With one punch, you can't even pierce the sword.

Ye Chen didn't pursue immediately, but stared at Liu Qing coldly with cold eyes.

Liu Qing also stared at Ye Chen. His arm trembled slightly. Ye Chen's fist just now almost damaged his meridians. It seems that he was careless. There is no virtual scholar under the reputation. Ye Chen's strength is very strong.

"Show your strongest moves, or you will die soon."

Ye Chen said indifferently, and immediately stepped out, making Liu Qing's face stiff and die quickly? Where did ye Chen get his confidence? He really thought he could kill himself with one punch?

He felt that he had been underestimated. In Liu Qing's hand, a cold awn loomed and raised the long sword. Liu Qing didn't give in, but directly swept away at Ye Chen.

The cold air spread away. On Liu Qing's shoulder, a roaring dragon appeared, covering the whole challenge arena with a sense of death.

Jiaolong is a killer by nature.

This is the strongest sword move of dragon cold light sword.

With one sword, the Dragon destroys the world.

It was with this move that Liu Qing was able to gain a foothold in the eclosion sect and become a man of the hour.

Boom!

The vigorous vitality broke out, and the fist front collided with the sword again. This time, no one retreated, his eyes were opposite, and his body was fixed in mid air.

"If you can block my sword, your physical strength is indeed enough to be proud." Liu Qing stared at Ye Chen's eyes and smiled coldly: "but the strongest part of my sword is the pervasive cold. If the cold enters the body, you will die without doubt."

"Really?"

Liu Qing's voice just fell. In Ye Chen's arm, an extremely weak confused light and an extremely terrible cold air were emitted, which directly swallowed up the cold air on the long sword.

This scene made Liu Qing's face stiff. Just now he was very proud, but the next moment, ye Chen swallowed the cold completely, and he was still so relaxed, which made him feel very ashamed.

"Cold dragon anger!"

Liu Qing shouted angrily, and a cold light broke out on the sword. On him, the Dragon expanded dozens of times, the dragon body rolled, and a thick cold fog shrouded the challenge arena and obscured everyone's sight.

"I wanted to keep this move to deal with Lan Yu. Since you want to die so much, I'll help you."

The voice revealed the cold killing intention. Liu Qing's body turned into a strong wind. The whole person was like an angry Jiaolong. The sword was oppressed and killed Ye Chen with great terror.

Under the sword, it seemed as if the space would be frozen and all things were dead.

"Stupid"

Leaf dust shook his head, and a misty light continued to flow on him. His fist was covered with a layer of blood light, with dense lines.

Without any fear or nonsense, ye Chen stepped out and punched out slowly and blasted out in front.

The rolling fist roared, as if the space would be distorted. This fist contains the spirit of the nether world, which is enough to freeze everything in the world. It is the fist of death.

"Dragon!"

Boom!

Above the void, the 100 meter Golden Dragon winds out. The cold Golden Dragon Eyes provoke a touch of disdain, as if they despise the cold dragon.

The dragon, who soars in Jiuzhou, is called the real dragon.

The dragon, however, is the body of a dragon and a snake. It is a false dragon and an evil seed.

The dragon shaped fist blade destroyed all the swords, and the cold air in the nether world condensed into a vortex between Ye Chen and Liu Qing, a terrible cold vortex.

"What cold is this? Even my sword can freeze."

Liu Qing's face was no longer satisfied. At this time, his face was full of fear. Ye Chen, a boy who had just stepped into Yuangang territory, completely destroyed his strongest sword with one punch.

Moreover, judging from the dragon shaped fist front in front of him, ye Chen seems to have some spare strength and has not exerted all his strength.

Facing such a fierce man, Liu Qing has no heart to fight.

"I admit defeat."

Liu Qing sighed a long sigh, waved to Ye Chen and turned around. Just about to step out of the challenge arena, the cold wind turned into a thick ice wall and blocked the whole challenge arena.

His eyes suddenly trembled. Liu Qing's breathing was a little disordered. He trembled and said, "what do you mean?"

Ye Chen has no expression on his face and his eyes are cold: "on the challenge arena, don't ask about life and death, I'll take your dog's life."

"Ye Chen, I used to be a disciple of the Yuhua sect. Why do you have to do things so well when you are in the same school?" Liu Qing's face was stiff and her voice was full of fear.

"You're right. You used to be a disciple of the feather sect, but you're not now. So why can't I do it?"

Ye Chen feels a little funny. Liu Qing was so powerful that he almost despised the whole Yuhua sect. Now he found that he was defeated by Ye Chen and said that he was once a disciple of Yuhua sect. It's ridiculous.

"Elder Liu, help me!"

Feeling the cold killing intention of Ye Chen, Liu Qing immediately jumped and shouted for help.

The people of the beast sect also felt the cold killing intention under the cold fog. Liu Yunlong rushed out directly, and a divine Kirin appeared behind him, and directly punched forward.

However, all this is too late.

Ye Chen had already seen through Liu Qing's every move, his body twinkled, and directly punched Liu Qing, which made his body tremble. The whole person was stiff in the middle of the air, his pupils were expanding, and he stared at the handsome young man in front of him, full of regret.

Boom!

The hard ice wall broke apart.

Liu Yunlong drank angrily and dispersed all the cold fog. When he looked for his eyes, he saw an already cold body lying quietly on the challenge arena.

Liu Qing, dead.

As ye Chen said, he died quickly.