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Chapter 235: Suppressed

Crack! Crack!

Perhaps the pressure of Linglong Pagoda was too strong, and before it could be really suppressed, the powerful momentum made the battle platform crack open. The cracks formed apart and spread rapidly to the edge of the battle platform.

boom!

Under the gaze of everyone, the Linglong Pagoda fell down with a bang.

pound!

Then, it was the sound of metal collision, and the Linglong Pagoda was pressing on the sky.

puff!

Ye Chen squirted out blood, and the sound of bones shattering on both arms and hands could be vaguely heard. The blood in his body churned, but it was suppressed tightly. His whole body was under great pressure, like a mountain, pressing him to make his legs bent and tremble, and finally he half-kneeled on the ground.

"Damn, I actually took it." There were horror in all directions.

"This kid is really a monster! He can resist Xia Huayun's Linglong Pagoda with such cultivation."

"He actually took down Senior Brother Hua Yun's natal spiritual weapon, he..." The disciples of Zhengyang Sect opened their mouths one by one, their eyes full of incredible, and the look of shock that could be seen was.

At this moment, even Cheng Kun on the high seat was shocked, "A human nature, this..."

"You actually took the Linglong Pagoda that I had to treat with caution." On the other hand, Biyou, beside the old man Zhuge, stared at the battle platform in a daze, his jade mouth slightly opened, and his expression was even more shocked.

Looking at Chu Xuan'er and the others' faces, they were mostly shocked. Ye Chen's strength once again broke his horrific bottom line.

"I didn't expect it!" There was also Dong Huang Taixin's amazement in the void, looking down with a sigh, "I thought that the only home court of the three sect competitions in this year's three sects is Xuanling Body. Now it seems that there is one more."

"That Linglong Pagoda is not an ordinary spiritual weapon. Ye Chen can carry it, which is indeed beyond my expectations." Fu Ya, who was standing beside him, also looked very amazed.

"This son's talent is a monster." Xuan Chen couldn't help but sigh.

"Damn it, this pagoda is not ordinary power!" On the stage, although Ye Chen blocked Hua Yun's natal spiritual weapon pagoda, he was not very uncomfortable.

You know, no matter how strong he is, he is still just a human realm. He is fighting with the True Yang realm. He is innately at a disadvantage, and he is still fighting against the natal spiritual weapon.

Besides, he was still under the suppression of the seven-star ring of the Moon Shadow, and his combat power could only be exerted by less than 60%. With his current state and cultivation level, his natal spiritual weapon that could block Hua Yun's life was enough to be arrogant to the disciples of the three sects.

"It's not over yet." As the three of them exclaimed, Hua Yun's roar sounded on the battle stage. Ye Chen actually resisted the pressure of his natal magic weapon. How could he not accept it? He pinched his handprints wildly.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the Linglong Pagoda trembled and became huge again, falling on the battlefield. Ye Chen, who was resisting, was also taken into the pagoda and suppressed by the ban.

This is the advantage of the True Yang Realm. The natal spiritual weapon is activated by spiritual power, and each natal spiritual weapon is carefully branded with a restriction, either attacking magic arrays or sealing arrays. Many means, but cultivators in the mortal Yuan Realm are taken in. Unless the owner of the spiritual weapon is merciful, the person who is suppressed will most likely be killed in it.

Why!

Seeing Ye Chen being put into Linglong Pagoda, he sighed for a long time.

Being able to resist Linglong Pagoda does not mean not being suppressed. Once it is included in it, it will most likely be erased. Many people seem to have seen the scene of Ye Chen being crushed to ashes.

"It is the king's way to win." Seeing Ye Chen being suppressed by Linglong Pagoda, Cheng Kun and the others breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes were full of viciousness. No matter what, the winner was still their Zhengyang Sect.

"No matter how awesome it is, isn't it dead?" The disciples of Zhengyang Sect began to be arrogant again, and their words were not shy.

"Damn." Old man Zhuge stood up and sweared in front of everyone. Although he had not been with Ye Chen for a long time, he still liked this little guy very much. If he was suppressed and killed by Linglong Pagoda on the spot, he would still feel very distressed.

"Ye Chen." On the Shangguan family, Shangguan Yu'er's cheeks were already pale. If the person she liked was killed, how heartache would it be.

"My Hengyue Sect admits defeat and lets Ye Chen go." Yang Dingtian suddenly stood up and looked at Cheng Kun on the high seat.

"Oh?" Cheng Kun sat lazily in his seat, leisurely turning the ring on his thumb. He just smiled at Yang Dingtian's words, "Yang Dingtian, you know the rules of the three sect competitions more than anyone else. Ye Chen wants to admit defeat and let him speak in person. If you admit defeat on his behalf, this is a violation of the rules."

"What's the bullshit rule?" Pang Dachuan was so angry that he started to curse, "Ye Chen was suppressed, can he still speak?"

"Then I can't help me." Cheng Kun raised his eyebrows and spread his hands helplessly.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng Kun, please sell me Hengyue alone and let me go!" Chu Xuan'er bowed, her posture was very humble, and her tone of speaking was also pleading.

"Chu Xuan, this is not a gesture of asking for help." Cheng Kun glanced at Chu Xuan'er below, just a teasing smile.

"Then what I do, you will let me go Ye Chen."

"Kneel down and beg me." Cheng Kun said, and he patted the dust that did not exist on his shoulder.

"Damn it." Pang Dachuan, who was so angry, suddenly shouted loudly, and a powerful aura appeared. Even Yang Dingtian, Feng Wuhen and the others also burst into breaths, making Chu Xuan'er kneel down. This was a huge shame.

"Why, I still want to take action on my Zhengyang Sect?" Cheng Kun snorted coldly. The many elders beside him were also surging with spirit lights around his eyebrows, as if a terrifying killing sword would burst out in the next moment.

Boom! Boom!

The two sides had arguing opposite each other, roaring in the void, and they were quite tempting to start fighting on the spot.

This change shocked everyone, and someone had already used the spiritual power to protect his younger generation.

At the scene, the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

"Senior Brother." Chu Xuan'er stopped Yang Dingtian and the others, then looked at Cheng Kun, Gao Zuo, and said lightly, "I'll kneel."

"Junior sister."

"If you can save Ye Chen, it's okay to kneel down once." Chu Xuan'er smiled softly, her face pale, but she still lifted her Taoist robe on the spot, and her delicate body trembled slightly to kneel down.

"Interesting." Seeing Chu Xuan'er like this, Cheng Kun on the high seat laughed so hard that he had already sent a message to Hua Yun. Even if Chu Xuan'er kneeled down, Hua Yun would have ruined Ye Chen on the spot.

"You are the leader of a sect, I hope you don't break your promise." Chu Xuan'er whispered again, and ** had been bent.

However, at this moment, the huge Lingqing Pagoda standing on the battle platform buzzed and trembled.

"Chu Xuan, if you dare to kneel down, I will become a demon." Ye Chen's roar came from the Linglong Tower.
Chapter completed!
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