"Don't worry, I won't die!"
Ye Chen patted the Saint's shoulder and walked onto the Combat Ring.
Many of the newcomers were stunned when they saw this scene. In their minds, the Saint would kill a man out of anger even if a man looked at her, let alone a stranger patting her shoulder.
"This kid is something. No matter if he's dead or alive, he can still pat the Saint's shoulder. That's ridiculous!"
"Yeah, who is the Saint? The men chasing after her can line up for ninety thousand miles. What's this kid's background? He's so lucky!"
"Aiya, damn it, damn it. It's better to let the First Elder kill this kid. Otherwise, we'll all be jealous."
Everyone was discussing Ye Chen. Just his relationship with the Saint was enough to make him "famous" in the Clear Miao Sect.
As they walked onto the Life and Death Arena, everyone gradually became nervous. After all, being able to make the Grand Elder make a bet with him showed that this kid had some ability. Moreover, he had even killed an elite Bodiless Immortal like He Yaoqing.
"Hahaha, kid, quickly kneel and kowtow a hundred times. Maybe I'll spare your life and let you get out of the Clear Miao Sect."
"Old man, I'm giving you face! Who do you think I am? Kowtowing to you, I think you're senile! "
"What? You!"
Hearing Ye Chen's words, the First Elder was confused. However, he knew very well that Ye Chen was scolding him.
"Alright, since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish. No matter how the Saint feels after this, wash away the Clear Miao Sect's shame first!"
"Cut the crap. Hurry up!"
Ye Chen stood on the ring with his hands behind his back. He did not care what the First Elder used or what abilities. He did not even move to defend himself. He exposed all his weaknesses and waited for the First Elder to attack.
"You bastard, how dare you look down on me. If I don't kill you with this palm, I'm not worthy of being the First Elder of the Clear Miao Sect!"
The First Elder's eagle eyes looked forward coldly and locked onto Ye Chen's position. He did not want to use too much force with this palm and leave Ye Chen's corpse intact so that the Saint would feel better. However, since Ye Chen was provoking him, he must not hold back.
"Ah!"
The First Elder took a step forward. His eyes were cold as he channeled powerful immortal power in his palm. This time, he was going to crush Ye Chen!
"The First Elder is mighty!"
"Kill this brat and wash away this humiliation!"
Many disciples of the Clear Miao Sect started to flatter him. After all, as long as the Great Elder took a liking to them, their lives would be worth it. Even though the chances were low, everyone was working hard.
At this moment, on the fighting ring, the Great Elder's palm emitted rays of red light. This was his famous killing technique – Blood Palm!
"Hu, hu, hu!"
Waves of blood-colored energy revolved around the First Elder's palm. As he circulated the energy in his palm, it gathered and grew stronger.
Very soon, the strength of this power had risen to a new height. At this moment, this kind of power could completely intimidate the people in the arena. They looked at the palm energy from afar, but it could make them feel the fear of death.
"This kid is dead for sure."
Someone said through gritted teeth. It was not because he hated Ye Chen, but because he could not calm down when he saw the First Elder's palm energy.
The Life and Death Arena, deciding life and death!
Waves of energy in the First Elder's body were still reinforcing the blood-colored energy in his hand. This time, it was foolproof.
Although everyone felt that the First Elder was making a big deal out of nothing, after all, his opponent was only a Mahayana cultivator, and it was very likely that he came from the lower realm. For the First Elder to use his sure-kill ability so seriously, it was a little degrading.
"Old man, you're too slow. I didn't even defend and you made me wait for such a long time. How afraid are you of losing?!"
Ye Chen sneered and mocked the old man.
"B * stard, don't even think of using this kind of provocation to disrupt my cultivation. It's useless. This palm, if I don't die, I'll let you do whatever you want to me!"
Suddenly, the First Elder's eyes turned cold. The red palm energy in his hand gradually formed, accompanied by boundless killing intent, filling the entire space.
"Blood Palm!"
"Rumble!"
With a cold shout, heaven and earth shook and space shattered. At this moment, the First Elder's hands emitted infinite red light, filling the entire space. Everyone could only see the bloody light as if they had fallen into a bloody hell, unable to escape!
At this moment, everyone was shocked by this aura. They did not even dare to move, afraid that they would be affected by the power of the Blood Palm. They seemed to have predicted the scene of Ye Chen's tragic death, or even his brain exploding and his body exploding. This was the normal reaction after being hit by the Blood Palm.
As long as one's foundation was not strong enough, they would be instantly swallowed by the power of the Blood Palm and crushed.
"Hahaha, you want to pursue the Saint? Are you qualified?"
"Die, I won't send you off."
Many prodigies who were interested in the Saint began to mock Ye Chen. They were afraid that after Ye Chen died, they would not even have a target to mock.
The Saint looked uncomfortable. She did not dare to look at the Combat Ring because she also thought that Ye Chen would die.
At this moment, all of the First Elder's blood-colored energy turned into a ferocious tiger, devouring everything and rushing over.
However, Ye Chen stood alone in the ring, not dodging at all.
The corner of his lips curled up slightly. His hands were still behind his back, like an innate master facing an attack that was not worth mentioning.
"Rumble!"
At this moment, the ferocious tiger flew up and the blood-colored light covered the sky. It was as if the sky had fallen and the sun and moon had fallen at the same time!
"Hahaha, die!"
The First Elder laughed maniacally. This palm was the release of all his emotions. It was the Clear Miao Sect's revenge against Ye Chen!
"Phew …"
Ye Chen let out a long breath. Following that, his body bloomed with golden light that could compete with the sun and moon!
"Hmm?"
Seeing such a strange scene, everyone was shocked. They did not know what had happened to Ye Chen's body, but they felt that it was strange.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Golden lightning began to appear all over Ye Chen's body. His meridians went berserk and his blood boiled!
"Unparalleled Ancient God — Dark Devour!"
Ye Chen's cold voice shook the entire place. He opened his arms and a dark vortex suddenly appeared in his Chi Hai.
As time passed, the vortex turned into a huge black hole in the blink of an eye. It was bottomless!
"Rumble!"
The blood-colored beast rushed out of Purgatory and went straight for Ye Chen.
Roar!
In the final attack, the ferocious beast pounced over, but it was blocked by the black vortex.
Kacha, kacha, kacha!
However, the old man was a half-step true immortal after all. His strength was far stronger than anyone Ye Chen had encountered before. The blood-colored beast could break through the dark vortex and attack Ye Chen directly!
"Ah!"
Ye Chen roared. The Eight Gates of Gods circled above his head. Eight rays of Dragon Chi supported him at the same time.
The True Dragon roared and the Dragon Chi protected his body!
The Ancient God's body was indestructible. Now that it was protected by the Dragon Chi and fused with the darkness, the power of the black hole continued to soar.
"Impossible, impossible. Kill him!"
Great Elder felt a sense of unease. He was actually shameless and lowly, once again releasing his palm energy!
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