Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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"What? The new intern disciple, who is only heavy and hard, wants to challenge Zhao Long?"

"That kid is brave enough!"

The story of Ye Chen's challenge to Di Yangfeng and Zhao Long spread, causing an uproar in the Heng Yuezong's outer gate, so that the disciples who ran out in the morning to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon all ran towards one direction and converged.

From a distance, it was a battle platform full of disciples.

This platform is called Fengyuntai. It is the place where Hengyuezong devoted himself to discipling and resolving personal grievances. Over the years, the disciples who lacked arms and legs due to the upwind of Yunfengtai were no more than a thousand, and there were eight hundred.

At this moment, Ye Chen was carrying a natural beast, standing on the Fengyun platform, standing upright, standing still in the changing circumstances, like a monument that will never collapse.

"That's Ye Chen? My new intern student in Heng Yuezong?"

Under Fengyuntai, the discussion sounded one after another, mostly pointing to Ye Chen, but when talking about Ye Chen's age and cultivation, they also showed disdainful eyes.

"I heard that the first of the three main peaks outside did not want to accept him as an apprentice, so I became an intern disciple."

"Couldn't it be that he wanted to challenge Zhao Long to attract the attention of the three main peaks and accept him as an apprentice?"

"80% is."

Ye Chenchong turned a deaf ear to the discussion around him, the whiteness of his fist grip in his sleeve, and his body could not help but tremble because of the unstoppable killing.

"Zhao Long is here." With a voice coming, he suddenly looked back and looked at the end of the crowd.

There, more than a dozen Diyangfeng disciples in gorgeous robes came along with Zhao Long. Each of them was so arrogant and arrogant that they did not dare to provoke them and gave way to them.

"Hi Brother Zhao Long."

"I've seen Brother Zhao Long."

Along the way, the disciples on both sides leaned forward, and the words were full of compliments.

Ok!

A senior brother Zhao Long put his hands on his back, not squinting, and looked indifferent. I really didn't know he was a senior who had cultivated himself?

With all the attention, Zhao Long came to Fengyuntai, and gave a dismissive glance at Ye Chen, saying arrogantly, "Ye Chen, I will not go to you, but you come to me for too long?"

"Come on stage." For Chen Long's disdain and mistreatment, Ye Chen only spoke these two words.

"What do you dare to speak to Brother Zhao like this?" Waiting for Zhao Long, a disciple of Di Yangfeng who came behind to help out had yelled, "You also need Brother Zhao to take the shot himself?"

With that said, the disciple was about to rush to the stage, but was stopped by Zhao Long.

"Since Brother Ye has challenged me, why not go for a few tricks? Our Diyang Feng has always been fair, and it must not have broken the rules of Fengyuntai?"

The quiet words sounded, Zhao Long had flung his robes, and his toes were just like the wind, and he landed on the battle platform. The free and easy manner caused the female disciples to scream.

Hearing, Zhao Long folded her hands again.

He seemed to enjoy the complimenting and awesome gaze below, which made him soaring.

Hum!

On the opposite side, Ye Chen had already pulled out the sounds of nature, the sword was huge and heavy, it cut through the air, and the sound of buzzing came out.

"Come on!" Ye's words were loud, Ye Chen was ready to fight.

"Mo Ji." Glancing at Ye Chen with a playful smile, Zhao Long raised a playful smile, "Feng Yuntai has learned from ancient times, did Brother Ye Chen not want to gamble with me?"

With a slight frown, Ye Chen saw the meaning of Zhao Long's words in an instant. This is to win something from him!

On Fengyuntai, the opposing parties can make a bet and make a bet. The winning side can take all the bets. This bet is either a spiritual stone, a sacred medicine, or a gongshuxuan. The two sides agreed that anything that can be imagined can be used for gambling.

During Zhengyang Sect, Ye Chen visited Fengyuntai more than once. He understood the rules inside.

"What to gamble." Ye Chen's words were plain and without emotion.

"If anyone loses, let the other person be a lifetime descendant." Zhao Long smiled quietly, and there was a sly light flashing in his eyes.

"This bet is probably too ..." There was a sudden uproar below. "The lifelong descendants, it's no different than selling a deed, Ye Chen has a lot of fun this time."

"Brother Ye, do you look good?" Zhao Longrao looked at Ye Chen with interest, his chin raised high, full of provocation.

In the spotlight, a sneer flashed in the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. "Brother Zhao wants to bet, we might as well bet a little bit."

Oh?

Zhao Long raised his eyebrows and laughed, "but I don't know what Brother Ye wants to bet on."

"Bet. Fate."

hiss!

Hearing the words, the sound of air-conditioning is down.

What a hatred it is! This is endless!

It's normal to see blood on this Fengyuntai, but bet on life, but there has never been such a precedent.

I am afraid that everyone did not expect Ye Chen to come out like this. A conscientious intern disciple will bet with a condensed sixth-degree disciple. This is crazy or the brain is flooded.

Opposite, Zhao Long's eyes narrowed slightly.

He thought that the bet he had made was already big enough. He never thought that Ye Chen was even more crazy. He still has a life as a human being, but this life is not a joke. Xiao Minger is not here!

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?" With a cold voice, Zhao Long's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and the bet that the two said, he was already weak in the momentum of Zhao Chen.

"What? Excuse me?"

"Suggest?" After hearing the words, Zhao Long laughed loudly on the spot, smiled and laughed, the laughter came to an abrupt end, looking at Ye Chen fiercely and sneered, "I bet, you want to die like this , Then you can't blame me. "

The words did not end, Zhao Long stepped on the platform, as a blast of wind rushed to Ye Chen, Dan Tian rushed out with anger, there was real air flowing between the palms of his fingers, and Ling Tian patted Ye Chen's heavenly cover with a palm.

Hum!

Ye Chen's arm waved, and the Tianjian Epee was out of gear.

lb!

Zhao Long patted him on the palm of the hand, and the sound of metal collision was heard, making him shudder and tremble, but he was also backed up by the force contained in the ball, and his hands were numb.

"I really despise you." Zhao Long was coldly repulsed by a move.

"Don't look at me, you will die terribly." The cold voice carried the cold murderous spirit, Ye Chen had already fluttered with great excitement.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

Soon, the sound of tetanus was endless. The heavy nature sounded and buzzed against the air and moved. The people watching the stage swallowed and drooled. This day was huge and heavy. If it was smashed, it would not feel bad.

"Where's this kid so hard?"

"When the condensed gas is heavy, the amount of true qi is scarce, but it is also necessary to separate the true qi to control the Tianqi. This will not only consume the true qi, but even the speed will be slowed down by the weight of Tianji. Ye Chen chose Tianji, which is unwise." The discerning disciple groaned, but shook his head slightly to Ye Chen's approach.

"However, one heavy gas can go three strokes in Zhao Long's hands, and Ye Chen can be regarded as having two sons."

哐 Dang!

The crisp sound interrupted the discussion below. Before the five strokes arrived, Ye Chen's sound of nature had already been beaten by Zhao Long.

At this point, many people have sighed and sighed, and many people have left the field. This war without suspense, apart from some scary bets, can hardly find any highlights.

"I see what else you can rely on." Zhao Long took a cold drink, stepped out, and waved out three sword blades. Then he followed the blades, and he was very aggressive, and he was quite ready to defeat Ye Chen in one fell swoop. .

Ye Chen gave a sneer, without the restraint of the weight of Teana, he was relaxed a lot, the speed of the suppressed blood flowing instantly accelerated, the boiling desire burned, and even the bones and bones in his body came the sound of clicking.

war!

Suddenly yelling, Ye Chen kicked off the ground, and shot like a cannonball. When the three sword blades were about to pierce his body, he jumped suddenly, standing up like an ape, and avoided three Road sword blade.

This is the ape portrait in the mystery of the beast's heart anger.

Ye Chen avoided the three swords easily, making Zhao Long's heart bewildered, but he was closely following the three swords. Ye Chen had crossed the top of his head, so close, it was difficult for him to change his body Shaped.

It's all in between light and flint.

"Give me down."

All I heard was that Ye Chen gave a cold drink. He was full of strength and energy, all gathered on his right leg, and sturdyly struck Zhao Long's face.