Fortunately, the two of them had a purely competitive sword intent, and did not create much power. If they exploded according to the degree of spiritual power gathering just now, many people present would be unable to escape.

"Young Master!" Ji Chan's figure appeared behind Ji Yi. His expression was gloomy and gloomy. While looking at Chen Yuan, he looked at Ji Yi, and said, "Young Master, how could you admit defeat? You were not defeated."

Ji Yi stopped, shook his head, and said, "No, I was indeed defeated. Chen Yuan is indeed superior to me in the understanding of swordsmanship."

Ji Chan didn't give up, and he continued, "Young Master, have you forgotten the instructions from Master before going down the mountain?"

Ji Yi frowned, and a hint of boredom surged into his heart.

"If you lose, you will lose. If you are not as skilled as others, there is nothing to say. I will naturally say that the master will take all the responsibility, and it will be enough." Ji Yi said as he continued to walk towards his own team.

The more Ji Chan listened, the more irritated he felt. He finally followed Ji Yi out of the mountain, and even agreed to Murong Chen to kill Chen Yuan and the big four. All of this had just begun, and Ji Yi was going to give up.

"Hey, from what you said, you are just a servant. Your master has admitted defeat. What are you involved in here?" Chen Yuan said on the other side, looking at Ji Chan, who suddenly rushed up.

Hearing Chen Yuan's words, Ji Chan's eyes were fierce. He turned his head to look at Chen Yuan and said viciously: "Chen Yuan, you must die here today!"

Looking at Ji Chan's face, Chen Yuan felt a little familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen Ji Chan.

"Are you sick? I have no grudges and grudges with you. When you come up, you want to kill me?" Chen Yuan was confused and looked at Ji Chan's face and said in surprise.

"Ji Chan, retreat for me." Ji Yi had already walked off the stage. He looked at Ji Chan who was still standing on the ring and said coldly: "I asked you to retreat, don't you understand?"

Ji Chan looked at Chen Yuan and seemed not to hear Ji Yi's words. Suddenly, a small purple gourd appeared in his hand, and then he smashed it hard to the ground. Then a stream of lilac mist emerged, covering most of the arena.

Seeing the purple mist, Ji Yi's eyes changed drastically, and he roared angrily, "Ji Chan, you are crazy! When did you steal Master's mustard seeds and Sumeru gourd? You are so brave."

After saying that, he jumped up, came to the lilac fog, and slapped it with a palm.

The fog condensed but did not dissipate, surrounding Ji Chan and Chen Yuan, forming a large and small enclosed space.

Ji Yi slapped her with a palm and was suddenly taken back several steps by the fog.

"Chen Yuan, you are doomed today!" Looking at the purple space that had already formed around him, Ji Chan said with a grim smile.

Chen Yuan's eyes did not change. Instead, he looked at the purple mist around him curiously and asked, "This thing is quite magical. I heard from Brother Ji that it is a mustard seed Sumeru gourd, what does it mean."

Ji Chan smiled and replied: "Muslis Sumeru gourd can create a space. No one can break this space except S-level masters. Chen Yuan, we can have fun."

"So magical? What a good thing." Chen Yuan smiled, without any fear. The old servant in front of him had fluctuated his spiritual power but was not as good as the B-level elite, so Chen Yuan didn't care at all.

On the contrary, if I wanted this thing, the Beast God's broken void would not have to go through so much trouble.

"Suffer to die!" Ji Chan said, with his index finger

After three clicks in the air, three invisible waves of spiritual power were emitted, and then they shot towards Chen Yuan. They were not something that B-level warriors could release.

"Shenhe Finger? Three points of Lingxu? You are from the Murong family!" Chen Yuan frowned slightly, and recognized Ji Chan's Shenhe Finger at a glance.

"Did you find it? It's too late. Chen Yuan, die. I dare to provoke the Murong family. Today next year will be your death day!" Ji Chan had three other constituents and his spiritual power fluctuations had reached the peak of A-level entry!

"Murrong Family?" Hearing Ji Chan's words on the stage, the audience immediately started to talk. Feng Qingying appeared next to Ji Yi, looking at the purple mist coldly, and raising his hand showed an elite-level spiritual impact of the Martial Emperor. However, after the impact touched the purple mist, it was directly bounced away and disappeared into the air.

"It's useless. The space made by mustard seeds and Sumeru gourds cannot be broken down below S level, so I can only wait for him to dissipate on his own." Ji Yi, who was standing aside, said with a complicated expression.

"You Kunlun Sword Sect want to give us an explanation for this matter!" Feng Qingying's face became increasingly ugly. She looked at Chen Yuan and Ji Chan in the purple space and continued, "You'd better pray that nothing will happen!"

Ji Yi's face became extremely ugly. He looked at Murong Chan in the space and said coldly: "Murrong Chan, you are such a good method! He has always hidden his own strength and used the cultivation of B-level elites to join Murong Chen to deceive me.

My Kunlun Sword Sect, how did I raise a ungrateful wolf like you? From today on, the Kunlun Sword Sect has no relationship with the Murong family."

In the purple space, Ji Chan sneered and said, "Young Master, don't worry. After I finish cleaning up this kid Chen Yuan, we will settle the accounts between us slowly. It's time for Kunlun Sword Sect to change its master."

On the other hand, Chen Yuan understood that the old man in gray robe in front of him was Murong Chen's brother who wanted to kill him in the Murong family that day.

Since he was from the Murong family, Chen Yuan did not hesitate at all. Everyone in the Murong family deserves to die.

Chen Yuanbeiming's spiritual power was operative with all his strength, and his index finger bounced six times in a row.

"The blink of an eye!" Chen Yuan smiled and said softly.

In the air, twelve force forces collided with each other, and the violent shock waves formed a huge turbulent flow in the space, blowing the clothes of Chen Yuan and Murong Chen.

But fortunately, there is a space for the manufacture of mustard seeds and Sumeru gourds, so Feng Qingying doesn’t have to worry about the safety issues of ordinary people around her.

Many people in the audience originally thought that things would be over after Ji Yi surrendered.

But unexpectedly, there were such twists and turns, and the Murong family members jumped out again, and they were still a Martial Emperor! Everyone present was excited for a moment, and many people rushed to the ring and watched from a close distance.

"Hmph!" Feng Qingying snorted coldly, and Emperor Wu's spiritual power fluctuated pushed everyone off the ring, leaving only himself and Ji Yi behind. Then, he said: "The big four-happy belongs to maintain order on the scene, and no one is allowed to come on stage again."

Soon, the staff of Dasixi scattered and surrounded the ring, so everyone had to continue watching.

In the purple space, after facing Ji Chan six fingers, Chen Yuan's body was filled with blood. The other party was at the peak of A-level entry, and he was from the Murong family.

Chen Yuan felt overwhelmed after using the command, and only after six fingers were right, Chen Yuan felt overwhelmed.

"Since there is a synonym, let alone the stars change. This old guy is much more difficult than Ji Yi." Chen Yuan looked at Ji Chan coldly and thought to himself.

Ji Yi's last

Failure is actually defeated by the sword intent. If you really want to compete for your cultivation, Chen Yuan will not be able to beat him.

"Zhao Shiyi, help me." Chen Yuan said.

"I'll try my best!" Zhao Shiyi's voice sounded.

"It doesn't take too long, just control him." Chen Yuan said slowly.

"Well, I understand." Zhao Shiyi replied, his words full of solemnity.

"Shenhezhi is good at playing, old son Murong, take this move." Chen Yuan laughed, took a deep breath, his chest raised high, Bei Ming's spiritual power surged, and he covered his ears at the same time.

An extremely sharp roar sounded from Chen Yuan's mouth, and circles of spiritual power fluctuated towards Ji Chan like boiling water.

It is also the Lion Roaring Technique, the same plot and the same routine, Ji Chan is on guard and ready to use the Star Movement at any time, but it is Chen Yuan's range-type attack that does not distinguish between enemies and me.

In addition, this Lion Roar Technique uses Beiming spiritual power to stimulate it, and it is released in a relatively narrow space, and its power has increased by countless times.

The sharp screams rang through the purple mist throughout the audience. Although the purple air separated the spiritual power, the harsh sound waves still made everyone cover their ears.

In the fog, Ji Chan also didn't expect Chen Yuan to do this and fell into a brief loss of mind.

Without saying a word, Chen Yuan twitched his body, slapped Ji Chan's chest with a palm, and then shouted loudly: "It's now! Ji Chan quickly came back from his loss of consciousness. Looking at Chen Yuan who was already close to him, he was about to use the star to move when a "buzz" suddenly came from his mind.

Ji Chan felt that the white mist seemed to be covered in the front of him, and then he lost control of his body.

Looking at Ji Chan who was confused, Chen Yuan did not dare to neglect. This was the first time Zhao Shiyi invaded the body of a Class A strongman, and Chen Yuan didn't know whether he could succeed.

Without caring about so much, Chen Yuan grabbed Ji Chan's shoulders with both hands, and Bei Ming's spiritual power was circulating, and a terrifying suction came from Chen Yuan's palm.

A stream of pure spiritual power as flowing water continued to pour into Chen Yuan's body. Chen Yuan Beiming's magical power was fully activated, and he was crazily absorbing the spiritual power in Ji Chan's body.

These absorbed spiritual power gathered under the Xuandan Dan in Chen Yuan’s Dantian to form a light green river.

"Chen Yuan, you'd better get faster. I can't hold on for long." Ji Chan suddenly spoke, his tone a little anxious. Chen Yuan raised his head and saw the familiar quadrilateral in Ji Chan's eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Can't you control it?"

"It's a little troublesome. His spiritual world seems to have been reinforced by someone. The resistance is very strong. Immediately... Immediately... Immediately..." Before Zhao Shiyi could finish his words, Chen Yuan only heard a crisp sound from Ji Chan's chest, and the quadrilateral in Ji Chan's eyes disappeared.

Instead, Ji Chan's surprise look was replaced. He looked at Chen Yuan in front of him, and the hatred in his eyebrows became stronger. He pointed at Chen Yuan's eyebrows with one finger.

"I'm sorry, I've tried my best. This person seems to have some items to resist mental power. I can only do this." Zhao Shiyi's voice sounded.

"Enough, you've done well enough." Chen Yuan replied.

Looking at the attacking finger, Chen Yuan pulled back and avoided Ji Chan's combined finger.
Chapter completed!