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- "Senior Brother Yan, I can't break your Golden God Armor. It's difficult to defeat you! However, this does not mean that you have the ability to kill me! You only have ten breaths left!"
Ye Chen¡¯s eyes were cold and he shook his head.
¡°You¡¯ll know after you try it!¡±
Yanhan moved instantly, and his figure shot towards Ye Chen in the distance. With a call of his hand, the giant golden magic sword spit out a ten-foot-long golden glow.
At the same time, Ye Chen also moved.
"Stone puppet!"
Ye Chen drank lightly and waved a mid-level spell.
A huge stone puppet, several feet tall, appeared in front of him out of thin air. The stone puppet's burly figure was slightly clumsy, but with a strong pressure, it waved a pair of hard giant fists, took long steps, and ran towards the cold with a rumble. The heavy stone body made the ground tremble.
This stone puppet is not very fast or flexible, but its offensive and defensive capabilities are quite amazing and can be used to contain opponents.
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The battle between Ye Chen and Yan Han officially begins.
Outside the circular valley, many monks were arguing and making noise fiercely.
"The battle between Ye Chen and Yan Han, the two strongest ninth-level foundation-building monks from the Nine Immortal Sects, the ultimate decisive battle, has finally begun!"
"This battle will definitely be won by Yan Han! Who can defeat Yan Han's three methods in one!"
"This is not necessarily the case! Ye Chen is extremely proficient in various mid-level spells, and his control power is incredible, which makes countless disciples feel ashamed. He has practiced at least more than ten mid-level spells. If he If you don¡¯t fight Yanhan head-on, you can completely hold Yanhan back.¡±
"Which one is the severe cold, or Ye Chen is the strongest, just wait and see!"
More than 100,000 monks from the nine immortal sects watching the battle suppressed their excitement and stared closely at the battle on the battlefield to avoid missing any details of the battle. The arguments among the monks outside the valley gradually subsided.
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Yan Han¡¯s figure and the stone puppet approached quickly, and in the blink of an eye they were less than 200 feet away. Ye Chen was hundreds of feet behind the stone puppet, controlling the stone puppet to kill Yanhan.
"break¡ª¡ª!"
The severe cold roared loudly.
The giant golden sword covered a layer of golden glow that was ten feet long and shot towards the stone puppet on the opposite side.
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The golden light returns as soon as it is touched.
The stone puppet was still running wildly, and was about to hit Yan Han with his stone fist, but was cut open like tofu by the golden light spitted out by the giant golden sword, split into two halves, and the running stopped suddenly, with a "boom" Falling to the ground, splashing a large amount of dirt.
Ye Chen didn¡¯t expect the stone puppet to be able to withstand the severe cold. It was just delaying time. He raised his hand and struck out a thunder column.
"Thunderstorm!"
A dense thunder column shrouded a large area in front of the severe cold.
The severe cold did not pay any attention to it. The lightning rushed into the thunderstorm area of ??several hundred feet and rushed out of the thunderstorm area in an instant. Several violent lightning strikes hit him, but the lightning strikes penetrated into the ground along the golden protection around him and disappeared. Large-scale thunderstorm spells are ineffective and have no effect on the severe cold.
Ye Chen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Golden Divine Armor could completely defend against thunder.
"Ice wall!"
"Crack." A solid ice wall of more than ten feet appeared in front of Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's face became solemn, and while casting spells, he started to retreat back, increasing the distance between him and the severe cold.
He understands very well that Yanhan¡¯s most domineering thing is close combat. Within a distance of two hundred feet, there is probably no foundation-building monk who can challenge the super-level combat power of Yanhan¡¯s three methods combined into one.
His own magic control is best at consuming opponents alive from a distance of more than 200 feet to 500 to 600 feet. He has no intention of fighting the cold at close range.
The ice wall barrier is almost like a paper wing to the severe cold, and is directly torn by the golden sword.
The distance of the severe cold is quickly getting closer.
"The Wrath of the Earth!"
"Tangled with iron vines!"
Ye Chen slammed his palm on the ground in front of him, sending an invisible and twisted wave of vibrations in all directions.
The severe cold that was rushing towards Ye Chen was hit by this shock wave.
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This time, the Golden Divine Armor finally failed to withstand the mid-level spell "Wrath of the Earth". Yan Han was stunned by the strong vibration for two seconds.
Ye Chen did not choose to attack, he did not think that heEasily break through the cold golden armor.
After two breaths, Yan Han woke up from the strong dizziness and found that he had been wrapped in layers by several iron vines with thick arms drilled out of the ground. The extremely hard iron vines were able to kill even the brute force demons of the fifth and sixth levels. The beast was entangled on the ground and unable to move.
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A golden light swirled.
Several iron vines were entangled and immediately cut into pieces by the golden light.
Yan Han broke free from the restraints of the iron vines, stomped on the ground, and jumped towards Ye Chen.
"Water Hidden Technique!"
Ye Chen's figure trembled and split into two with a "hoo", and the two monk figures flew in two different directions.
Yan Han¡¯s eyes flashed with golden light, and his golden eye skills scanned the two figures, but he couldn¡¯t tell the real ones from the fake ones. He cursed secretly and chased one of the figures helplessly. In such a blind pursuit, there is about half a chance of catching up with the real Ye Chen.
Poof!
Yanhan pierced the figure with a sword, only to find out that it was fake.
He turned to look at Ye Chen. Ye Chen had already run five to six hundred feet away on the other side and continued to use spells to blast him.
"There are so many spells!"
The severe cold is depressing to death.
Ye Chen¡¯s spells are so numerous that it¡¯s unspeakable. He has practiced all eight departments, and each department has one to three.
Thinking about it, this is an incredible thing.
Based on this calculation, Ye Chen should have eight spiritual roots to be able to learn these intermediate spells to the Great Perfection state.
Ye Chen¡¯s spiritual root is simply mediocre, it can be called the worst spiritual root in the world of immortality. Because the greater the number of spiritual roots, it basically means that the potential points of the spiritual roots of each system will be lower, and the difficulty of cultivation will naturally be higher.
But because Ye Chen¡¯s spell control was so powerful and his combat performance was so outstanding, countless monks almost subconsciously ignored the fact that his spiritual roots were mediocre.
In comparison, the extremely cold single-line golden spiritual roots can be said to be the best spiritual roots among the best, and the most outstanding among the most outstanding ones.
But while fighting on the battlefield, Yan Han found that he couldn't gain any advantage against Ye Chen, which made him somewhat frustrated.
A series of fierce fights, ten seconds passed quickly.
break!
break!
break!
Yan Han's face was as cold as ice, and the giant golden sword violently cut through all obstacles, finally approaching Ye Chen 200 feet away, and nothing could stop him from killing him.
"That's it! It's over!"
Yan Hanhan snorted, and the giant golden sword in his hand turned into a golden glow that was several feet long, and stabbed it like lightning!
Pfft!
This indestructible golden glow directly penetrated Ye Chen's protective shield. There are no magic shields or high-level robes that can withstand the cold "Golden God Break".
One hit kill!
"it is finally over!"
"Ye Chen was hit! Defeated!"
"The Tianxu duo is finally broken!"
Seeing this scene, countless monks fighting outside the ring valley exclaimed in amazement.
Ye Chen¡¯s strength can be said to be strong, and his spells can be said to be superb. However, the killing power of his spells is too weak, and he has a superb set of spells. Faced with the severe cold that combines the three spells, he can only run away in embarrassment and avoid being pursued by the cold. He has no ability to fight back. .
Ye Chen¡¯s fate is not good!
If it weren¡¯t for the severe cold, Ye Chen might have a chance to top the list!
But when it comes to an extremely talented monk of the metal system like Yan Han, who is rare to see in thousands of years, no one can resist the "Golden God Breaker." One blow will kill him, and defeat is excusable.
When Jiang Linghong of Wudan Sect, Shen Long of Wanfa Sect and other top monks saw Ye Chen being hit by the severe cold, they shook their heads and even secretly regretted it.
"Ye Chen lost?"
Liu Hongdan was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.
She has always regarded the Tianxu duo as their biggest rivals. How could Ye Chen defeat them? ! Besides Moreover, Ye Chen has not yet used "Blood Burning", but she personally gave Ye Chen the first three levels of "Blood Burning". She didn't believe that Ye Chen would rather lose the battle and lose the top spot in his personal rankings than use "Blood Burning".
Ye Chen clearly did not use all his strength and reserved his strength to prepare for the next battle against Feng Mo Sect. If he uses "Blood Burning", his speed will increase dramatically, and Yan Han will not be able to catch up with him, let alone hit him. How could Ye Chen be defeated? !
"Cang!"
??Countless monks watching the battle outside the valley thought that Ye Chen was "killed" by Yan Han's Golden God Break.
Suddenly I heard a crisp sound.
Before Ye Chen's golden glow hit him, a white light slipped out of his sleeves and swept across to block it.
Ye Chenfei landed a hundred feet away and landed firmly on the ground. The energy and blood in his chest surged, and he swallowed back the rising energy and blood. He held a snow-white blood fang in his right hand. The cold Jin Shenpo struck with all his strength, leaving only a shallow stab mark on the fang. But the cold golden power caused him internal injuries.
"not dead!"
"This is impossible! The spells and sixth-level magic weapons of the foundation-building monks can never withstand the full blow of Jin Shenpo!"
"Is it a magical weapon of the Golden Core level or above? The Golden Core-level magical weapon can withstand the severe cold. But where did Ye Chen get the Golden Core-level magical weapon? It couldn't be from the Immortal Sect. Right?"
"For the sake of fairness in the Immortal Sect's joint examination, the required magical weapons and supplies are all prepared by the monks themselves. It is forbidden for the Jindan monks of the Immortal Sect to give their disciples magical weapons of the seventh level or above!" "Did the Tianxu Sect violate the prohibition and privately Gave Ye Chen a seventh-level magic weapon?" "If every sect gave its disciples more than a seventh-level magic weapon, how could this war be fought?"
Countless monks watching the battle outside the valley looked stunned, unbelievable, and talking about it.
Among the top nine-level foundation-building monks, Feng Peixi, Jiang Linghong, Shen Long, Zhu Bao, and Shi Junfeng, all the monks who came back from Wangtian City, their faces turned blue and they were extremely angry. Others may not know what happened, but how could they forget it.
That is clearly the blood fang of the blood-devouring golden elixir demon bat king in the Yunze Mountains of Wangtian City! One of them fell into Ye Chen's hand! The disappearance of the blood-devouring golden elixir demon bat king must be related to Ye Chen.
However, they remained silent in a tacit understanding.
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Therefore, there is basically no trace of magical weapons above the seventh level in the Xianmen Joint Entrance Examination.
"not dead?"
Yan Han put away the giant golden sword and saw that Ye Chen was fine. He couldn't help but frown. He looked at the snow-white fang in Ye Chen's hand and understood instantly, "Is this a seventh-level magic weapon in your hand?"
Ye Chen wiped away a faint trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and waved the blood fang in his hand, "The seventh-level blood fang is the hard fang of the Golden Core Demon Bat King. This is my own magical weapon, and it will not be damaged by your golden elixir." The divine power was easily crushed! It¡¯s still too early to end the battle!¡±
With his current status and strength, he doesn¡¯t mind showing off this bloody tooth. On the territory of Tianxu Sect, what could Feng Peixi, Jiang Linghong and other foundation-building monks do to him! Even if the heads of the major immortal sects were bothered, it would be useless because they themselves were incapable of grabbing the monsters and would lose their face.
Whoosh!
A graceful and mysterious veiled figure finally appeared on the battlefield ten breaths later, and her delicate body flew down beside Ye Chen.
The Tianxu duo!
Yan Han saw Huangfu Xi'er appear, and his heart sank. (To be continued - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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