Chapter 417 One Punch Explosion

"Tianyang!"

Seeing the death of his own grandson, Xue Tianyang, Xue Qinglan's eyes immediately turned blood red, and murderous aura erupted in his body. He was like an angry lion, roaring up to the sky, wanting to Shred Bingcang Mountain to avenge Xue Tianyang.

Feeling Xue Qinglan's angry eyes, Bing Cangshan's face was calm, without showing a trace of panic, and under the power of luck, he quickly condensed a complete tower of luck.

"Why Xue Qinglan, you can't afford to lose!"

Bing Qingchuan stood up slowly, looked at Xue Qinglan who was furious and furious, and rebuked unceremoniously.

"Bing Qingchuan, believe it or not, this old man will destroy you all."

Xue Qinglan exuded a terrifying breath that made people suffocate, staring at blood-red eyes, looking at Bing Qingchuan, who was in the fourth-level inverse beast king realm, and said murderously.

"You Miao Miao Mountain is so powerful. If you lose, you will slaughter my ice palace. I have never seen such a domineering force. You really think you can do whatever you want and control the life and death of the major sects in the Northern Spirit Region." Bing Qing Chuan sneered and reproached unceremoniously, catching Xue Qinglan's language problem and deducting a big hat from him.

"you……"

Hearing Bing Qingchuan's counterattack, Xue Qinglan was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, and the anger in her heart became more and more intense.

"Qinglan, calm down and don't fall for the trick."

Xue Tianchi knew that once Xue Qinglan made a move, Misty Mountain would become the target of public criticism and the situation would be even more dangerous, so he quickly appeased Xue Qinglan, who was on the verge of going wild, to calm him down.

"Bing Qingchuan, your Ice Palace disciple is obviously stronger than Tianyang, but you deliberately kill people. If you are as vicious as you, what's the point of this fight?" Xue Piaoling said with a gloomy face.

"Deliberately kills? What a big hat." Bing Qingchuan sneered: "Bingcang Mountain is only in the realm of the fifth-level Profound Beast Sect, but Xue Tianyang is a peerless king. With such a big gap in strength, how could he deliberately kill? Shouldn't you find a good excuse for messing around?"

"Okay Sect Master Xue, this time we are here for a martial arts meeting, not to see you arguing with Misty Mountain." Mang Hanche showed a cold smile, stood up slowly, and sarcastically said: "The skills are not as good as people, I am dead. If I die in the Snake Valley, I will never talk to you like this, and I will never let you go."

"Okay, Bing Qingchuan, Mang Hanche, you are all good." Xue Tianchi, who had a gloomy face and tried his best to restrain his emotions, slowly stood up and said, "Continue with martial arts."

Looking at the three tit-for-tat forces, Daoist Jianling, Patriarch Ganjia and others smelled an unusual breath.

"Chenfeng, give me a killer, all the disciples of the Ice Palace and Snake Valley will be killed without mercy." Xuetianchi sent a voice transmission to Ye Chenfeng, who said: "Kill all the disciples of their two major forces and return to Misty. Whatever you want, I will satisfy you."

"Okay, they gave it to me!"

Ye Chenfeng nodded calmly, jumped, and crossed directly from the stand to the competition stage, waiting for his opponent.

"Qinglu, that kid is not simple, his physical strength is terrifying, you must not be careless, try your best to kill him, you really can't use poison."

Mang Hanche looked at Ye Chenfeng who was standing tall and straight, showing a domineering Ye Chenfeng, thinking of the scene where he used his physical body to regret Tianlei, and solemnly warned through voice transmission.

"Don't worry, Great Elder, he will surely die."

Mang Qinglu showed a confident smile, summoned a strange snake with two wings on its back, emitting a dazzling golden light, stepped on its wide back, and flew to the competition stage.

"The mutant soul beast, this wild green soul beast is afraid to reach the level of the first-level inverse beast king. When did the strength of the Snake Valley disciple become so strong."

Feeling the horror of the wild green soul beast, the entire stand was in an uproar.

Hearing the surrounding discussions, the smile on Mang Qinglu's face thickened. He stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and looked at the arrogant Ye Chenfeng with cold eyes, waiting for the game to start.

"Om!"

Just as Ye Chenfeng and Mang Qinglu were arguing against each other, an ear-piercing sound of a sword rang out for nine days. to the fighting platform.

"Jian Chen, I didn't expect me to compete with him at the same time."

This time, there were only two people who aroused Ye Chenfeng's interest. One of them was Bingcangshan who had just killed Xue Tianyang, who seemed to have only a fifth-level Xuan Beast Sect, and the other was Jian Chen.

As for those two Mang Feng, Bing Ziqi, and Ye Chenfeng, who had deliberately concealed their strength and whose real realm had reached the second-level inverse beast king, did not take it to heart.

With Ye Chenfeng's current strength and heritage, it only takes a few minutes to kill them.

Jian Chen's opponent was Bing Mingye, a master of the sixth-level Profound Beast Sect of the Ice Palace. In addition to cultivating the Ice Palace inheritance soul art and soul skills, he also inherited the mantle of a master who practiced the Acacia Dao by chance.

In order to cultivate and speed up the improvement of strength, Bing Mingye has harmed many young and beautiful women. While enjoying their beautiful bodies, they practice the Acacia Dao.

Originally, Bing Mingye wanted to show off his strength in the ancient city of Tiancheng, but he did not expect that his first opponent would be Jian Chen, the favorite to win the championship. Symbolically resisting Jian Chen's few moves, he opened his mouth to admit defeat.

"Game start!"

With the sudden death of the snow, the fifth and sixth rounds of the competition began.

"call out!"

Jian Chen's low-grade Heavenly Weapon Eight Fierce Swords slashed into the void, and an extremely thin sword light pierced through the void, stabbing Bing Mingye's throat at a speed that was several times the speed of light.

"not good!"

Bing Mingye did not expect that Jian Chen's sword speed was so fast that it exceeded his own reaction speed.

However, the difference in strength between them was too great, and the power of acacia gushing out from Bing Mingye was pierced by Jian Chen's powerful sword.

"puff!"

A cloud of blood splashed, Bing Mingye's throat was pierced by Jian Chen's sword, and the sword force gushing out of the Eight Fierce Swords shattered his head and soul, killing him on the spot.

The next moment, the force of the rolling air luck was like a stream, rushing from all directions, submerging into his body, condensing the tower of luck.

"Too strong, this Jian Chen's strength is too strong. Bing Mingye, who majored in Yin-Yang Dao and reached the sixth-level Profound Beast Sect, was instantly killed by his sword."

Witnessing Jian Chen's instant kill Bing Mingye, almost everyone was impressed by his strength.

"Kacha! How dare this Jian Chen kill my Ice Palace disciple."

Looking at the corpse of Bing Mingye, whose throat was pierced and his head cracked, Bing Qingchuan's face was ashen, and his eyes spurted out thick anger.

The joy of Bingcangshan killing Xue Tianyang was instantly gone.

Bing Mingye is different from Bing Cangshan and others. He is a genius cultivated by the Ice Palace with great effort, and it also represents the future of the Ice Palace. His death has dealt a severe blow to the Ice Palace.

Just when everyone was surprised by Jian Chen's strength and there were many discussions, Ye Chenfeng took action.

"boom!"

Ye Chenfeng stepped out, and a muffled thunder sounded under his feet. The powerful force seemed to be galloping, causing the extremely hard fighting platform to tremble violently.

"what!"

Feeling the strong sense of oppression surging from Ye Chenfeng's body, Mang Qinglu suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, and the green pupils were instantly rounded, and they quickly merged with the soul beast to enhance their own strength.

As his strength was rising, Ye Chenfeng's leaning body suddenly transformed into an afterimage, which appeared in front of him instantly, and the power of the Spirit Orb in Shenmen acupoint exploded, punching him in the chest.

"Triple Snake Marks!"

Feeling the horror of Ye Chenfeng's punch, Mang Qinglu twisted his hands quickly, and instantly struck out three layers of snakes, overlapping together, and the handprints blended with energy to resist.

But when the triple snake mark hit Ye Chenfeng and compressed his fist to the extreme, reaching three million kilograms of force, it shattered like glass.

One punch smashed the triple snake seal, Ye Chenfeng's fist was undiminished, and the powerful fist slammed into the green chest, shattering the top-grade armor on his body, and punching him with one punch flew into the air.

"Bang!"

When Mang Qinglu's out-of-control body slammed into the energy mask outside the martial arts platform, the violent fist force exploded his body, turning into pieces of shredded flesh that scattered all over the ground.

The top genius of Snake Valley, Mang Qinglu, who was almost in the realm of the peerless king, was punched by Ye Chenfeng and died in Huangquan.