"A bunch of noobs!" Ye Chen hooked up with several people disdainfully, "You all come together, I'm in a hurry."
"You bitch, you're looking for death!" Fang Jun's eyes were bloodshot.
He swung his sword and stabbed Ye Chen.
"Striking Wind Thorn!" Fang Jun held the long sword in his hand, and his whole body seemed to turn into a sharp thorn.
As fast as the wind, it stabbed straight towards Ye Chen.
Tao's killing intent made everyone present feel terrified.
"This is the Fang family's unique skill of attacking the wind! It is said that when practiced to a high level, one sword can pierce a steel plate." Zhao Ming's face suddenly changed and he blurted out.
At this time, Ye Chen stood motionless, as if he was frightened by Fang Jun's full blow.
Seeing Fang Jun stabbing his eyes with a sword, Ye Chen seemed to have just reacted.
He stretched out his hand, trying to block Fang Jun's full blow.
"Hahaha..." Fang Jun's eyes revealed cruelty, "My attack will make even masters above the fifth level of the Grandmaster temporarily avoid the edge."
"You bitch, you dare to use your flesh and blood to block my sharp blade. You are looking for death."
"I want to cut off your arm first."
"I wonder how crazy you are?"
That's it in one thought.
Fang Jun put more force on his hand and stabbed Ye Chen hard.
But!
Seeing that the tip of the sword was only one centimeter away from Ye Chen's throat, the sword stopped.
This centimeter is like a chasm. No matter how hard Fang Jun tries, he can't penetrate it.
"What?" Fang Jun's eyes almost popped out.
Looking at the Yilian in front of me in disbelief
"How could it be?" Zhao Ming and others were so frightened that their hearts almost exploded.
I saw Ye Chen clamping Fang Jun's long sword easily with two fingers.
A flick of the finger.
Fang Jun's long sword instantly broke into two pieces.
"How is that possible?" Even the crazy Taoist who had always been crazy changed his face in fear.
This long sword is a heirloom of the Fang family.
Two of Ye Chen's fingers were actually broken?
"Run!" Fang Jun reacted quickly, this was the only thought in his mind.
He quickly retreated and used the Windward Willow Step, which is the tradition of the Fang family.
Once this set of body skills is used, it can travel thousands of meters in an instant.
Moreover, the movement technique is weird.
If ordinary people don't catch up, even the shadow will be hard to catch.
In just an instant, countless figures appeared around Fang Jun.
These figures swayed like willow branches blown by the breeze.
It's dizzying to see and elusive.
These figures fled quickly in different directions.
"What a handsome body. Even I couldn't tell who was the real body for a moment." Zhao Ming was horrified.
I couldn't help but think: "If Fang Jun wants to fight, he may not be able to win."
"But if you want to escape, no one can chase you."
However, Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged and there was no expression on his face.
Suddenly, as soon as his feet moved, the person disappeared in place.
When he reappeared, he was already ten meters away.
Ye Chen just reached out casually, as if to pick up a teapot on the table.
"Ah..." came a scream.
All they saw was Ye Chen pinching the back of Fang Jun's neck.
"Is this what kind of movement technique you have?" Ye Chen smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "That's it? That's it?"
"What?" Zhao Ming and Fengdao Reren both took a deep breath and subconsciously took a step back.
This Yingfeng Liubu Kung Fu is an inherited body technique of the Fang family.
Yes, it is a combination of speed and illusion.
Even in the entire Chinese martial arts world, it is a top-notch movement technique that can be ranked high.
However, Ye Chen pinched him lightly.
How terrifying is Ye Chen's skill?
Ye Chen didn't bother to care about what other people thought.
He didn't have any fancy moves, he just forced his head into a cow without drinking water.
Pressing Fang Jun's head, he hit the ground heavily.
boom……
The hard ground was hit so hard that cracks appeared.
It stretched out in all directions like a spider web.
Fang Jun's forehead was red and swollen from the impact, and he was bleeding profusely, and his eyes were a little blurry.
Then, he flew up and kicked Fang Jun away, hitting the wall heavily.
puff……
Fang Jun spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body twitched in pain.
He rolled his eyes, fearing that it would be difficult for him to form a fighting force for a while.
Everyone was frightened and their expressions became very ugly.
This Fang Jun can be regarded as the best among these people.
But he was defeated by Ye Chen with an understatement.
Zhao Liang trembled and exclaimed, "Everyone knows, this Ye Chen is probably breaking through again in the cave."
"Don't hold back anymore, let's go together."
"Not counting Fang Jun, there are more than ten masters here."
"If we join forces together, there may not be no chance."
Upon hearing Zhao Liang's greeting, Zhao Ming reacted the fastest and punched Ye Chen with one punch.
"A bunch of rookies." Ye Chen said with a calm expression.
Facing Zhao Ming's powerful punch, Ye Chen reached out his hand lightly.
Curl your fingers and flick lightly.
ah……
Zhao Ming let out a heartbreaking scream.
The body retreated quickly.
He struck out with all his strength, but was actually blocked by Ye Chen's finger.
Not only that.
Zhao Ming felt that his fist bones were broken.
Moreover, the whole arm was numb, and I couldn't lift it for a while.
Ye Chen moved slightly and avoided the attack of the poisonous snake behind him.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, a poker flew out and cut the venomous snake in two.
The poisonous snake flopped on the ground twice more, completely losing its breath.
The poison in his own life was beheaded.
The head-dropping master holding the snake puffed out, spat out a mouthful of blood, and backed away.
"Let me show you what the real Windward Willow Step is." Ye Chen smiled coldly and spoke calmly.
The figure swayed slightly, and more than a dozen identical figures appeared in an instant.
These figures quickly rushed toward the surrounding enemies.
"What?" Fang Jun fell to the ground and almost bit his tongue.
This is obviously a unique movement technique that is not passed down by the Fang family.
However, when Ye Chen showed it, he was ten times stronger than himself.
"ah……"
"ah……"
The screams kept coming one after another.
In just the blink of an eye, half of the more than ten masters had fallen.
Lying on the ground, he kept wailing in pain, and it was difficult to stand up for a while.
"It's broken! This guy really broke through, run!" Zhao Liang, as a master of mysticism, had the fastest reaction.
A surging mental power stabbed towards Ye Chen, trying to cover the retreat of his eldest brother and several others.
Ye Chen only felt his head was slightly dizzy.
However, he reacted instantly.
He turned and glared at Zhao Liang.
"ah……"
Zhao Liang felt as if millions of sharp knives were piercing his head. The pain made his whole body twitch and he almost fainted.
"Light!" Zhao Ming flashed.
He hugged Zhao Liang and rushed outside quickly with the others.
"Thinking of escaping now? How could it be that easy?" Ye Chen flicked his wrist, and several playing cards appeared in his hand.
