The soul of martial arts comes from the soul of the powerful, and the two are one with each other.

When the real dragon Wu soul was stiff in the air, Fang Li also felt a terrible breath. He manipulated the power of heaven and earth, and his face became unusually ugly. He stared at Ye Chen, and his eyes were stiff there. The breath was invisible and unpredictable. However, it really existed, just like a vortex, which wanted to completely drown and devour him.

The footsteps of Ye Chen, still slow, gradually approached Fang Li.

Fang Li's forehead began to exude dense fine sweat. The power of heaven and earth became crazy, turned into endless palms and bombarded Ye Chen.

But when the palm shadow is about to fall, there is an invisible force in front of Ye Chen to resist it. The palm shadow is broken and the wind and cloud are sweeping. Ye Chen is still walking slowly. The ancient breath in his eyes is more and more thick and profound.

Still with how crazy you are and how to attack, I still remain unmoved forever.

"You lost."

Ye Chen came to Fang Li's face, opened his mouth and spit out a word sound. In his voice, there was no emotion, no hysterical madness, nor proud arrogance. Such a sentence was simple and plain, as if telling a trivial thing.

Hearing the speech, Fang Li's body trembled violently, his eyes raised, looked at the leaf dust in front of him, and his eyes twinkled with pain.

Failed!

He looked up at the sky, where the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and a touch of soft sunshine fell on his face. It was very warm, but Fang Li's heart was incomparably cold.

In this battle, the battle of the leader and the battle of the peak, he lost completely, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back.

The breath on the body dissipated slowly. Ye Chen stared at Fang Li without saying anything. He turned and was about to leave.

"Have you already stepped into the realm of the holy way?"

Suddenly, Fang Li behind him raised his head and gave a doubt to Ye Chen. He clenched his teeth and opened his eyes. He urgently wanted to know the answer. He was too unwilling. He actually lost to Ye Chen, who has only the nine heaven realm of the true Tao. How can he accept it?

Ye Chen stopped, turned his head and said faintly, "is cultivation really so important?"

When the voice fell, ye Chen continued to step out and left the martial arts arena, leaving only Fang Li alone. He stood in place and looked at Ye Chen's not great figure. In his eyes, his fine light was uncertain. He seemed to be thinking about ye Chen's words just now, but more, he was lonely and powerless.

Ye Chen, defeated him and won the leading position in the Imperial War!

The crowd looked at this scene on the challenge arena and stopped breathing. The battle of the imperial dynasty finally ended at this moment. The final winner was not Mo Wugui on the first day, nor Han Xiaozi with WANYING Dharma body, nor the domineering Fang Li, but the unknown Ye Chen.

The result was so shocking that it overturned everyone's expectations.

"From now on, the name of Ye Chen will be heard all over Tianhua." Wu chuzi showed a gratifying smile. Before that, he never thought that ye Chen would become the most dazzling genius in the Imperial War. Perhaps in the near future, ye Chen will surpass him and become a great power in Tianhua.

Beside them, Duan Chongyu and Lin Shitian looked at each other and smiled brightly. Two years ago, when ye Chen first entered the Imperial City, no one knew. But in the past two years, he grew up step by step and changed again and again. Until now, he has become the strongest genius in Tianhua. All this is like a dream, which is hard to believe.

As for Wu Zichuan, Lin Guanqi and others, they were ecstatic and regardless of their image, they all rushed forward and surrounded Ye dust, either cheering loudly or making jokes, filled with joy.

When they were celebrating happily, a group of people also showed a sad expression. Murong Bingxin's expression was complex, and there was a sigh in her mouth. If Liu Lian hadn't helped her, maybe she would fall directly to the ground and be paralyzed.

Xiao Chongxian, Jiang yueyun, the people of the seven killing sect, the people of the Zhu family, Ling Tianqiu, duanmuyu, and many talented young people of the Heavenly God family standing in the void, their faces are very ugly and hot. They seem to be slapped in the face and oppressed unspeakably.

Before the war, during the war, and even at the last moment, they all spoke wildly, saying that ye Chen would be defeated by Fang Li, and would be very ugly and discredited.

But the final result, ye Chen, wins, Fang Li, loses.

In particular, duanmuyu stood in the crowd, his eyes were a little dull. When ye Chen walked slowly to Fangli just now, he could feel how terrible Ye Chen's strength was. But at that time, he was lucky and deceived himself that ye Chen would lose.

Now ye Chen has not only won, but also won completely. His ridiculous self-esteem has broken to the ground, and even a sense of powerlessness has risen in his heart. In the face of such a strong Ye Chen, does he have a chance to surpass it in his life?

"This war, win beautiful." Mo Wugui came over and said, with sincerity in his voice. At the moment, he recognized Ye Chen's strength. No matter whether ye Chen is a saint or not, he recognized that this is a high respect for the strong, not about race, but only about individuals.

In the heavenly god palace, Mo Wugui has seen too many geniuses, even the strongest demons of the Heavenly God family, but they look much darker than ye Chen. This does not mean that their strength is not as good as ye Chen, but ye Chen has a resolute temperament.

No matter how big the future wind and rain is and how strong the opponent is, he is not afraid, takes a straight step, and stubbornly walks out of his own road, unique and unique.

"Thank you."

Ye Chen also showed a smile. There was a positive color in his eyes. He didn't return. He broke his arm and still didn't give up. He challenged eleven opponents one by one, which is also worthy of respect.

"The three rounds of Imperial War have ended. I know the order. Now you are all ready to enter the heavenly god palace with me." Chang Qingshan glanced at the crowd and said. His eyes fell on Ye Chen and Mo Wugui, and his face was a little unhappy.

A peerless genius like Ye Chen must not enter the outer palace. He must take back his command and use it for the inner palace.

"Slow!"

Just then, Lin Xinghan's voice suddenly came out.

Chang Qingshan looked at Lin Xinghan coldly and said coldly, "the war of the imperial dynasty is over, but Lin palace leader interrupted. It seems that it's against the rules?"

Feeling the coldness in Chang Qingshan's words, Lin Xinghan glanced and sneered, but he was indifferent.

He stepped out and came to the front of the crowd. Lang Sheng announced: "the battle of the imperial dynasty has come to an end. Before that, I promised Tianyan royal family to abbot duanmuyu and Murong Xue's marriage as a witness."

Hearing Lin Xinghan's words, the crowd's eyes coagulated slightly and fell on duanmuyu. Duanmuyu also raised his head high and looked down at Ye Chen. Finally, he found a trace of satisfaction.

Ye Chen, even if you win the position of leader?

Your beloved woman will eventually become my woman and my crotch plaything.