Chapter 142 (1/2)

The warriors under the stage obviously didn't expect Ye Chen's patience to be so good. This wait was half an hour.

Half an hour later, even the other martial arts masters on the stage couldn't stay still. The three talents finally stood up and burst out with a mighty momentum and a confident expression on their faces.

Pseudo martial saint!

The three elders took a deep breath and gently stroked his cheek with his hands. His old face, which was wrinkled like bark, was smooth and delicate again, making him look like a strong man in his thirties and forties.

”Is this the power of the Holy Land...”

After the three elders stroked, they looked at their hands in disbelief, and suddenly covered their faces and cried bitterly. This pass has stuck him all his life, and I don't know how many people have been stuck for a lifetime!

Compared with him, Wei Tianzheng, who is a little younger, performs a little better, but is still shaking with excitement, because Wei Tianzheng also knows that if there is no accident, he will not be able to set foot in the Holy Land in this life!

Compared with the two of them, Hu XiuXiu's performance was much better. After all, the yuan Shengdan was originally the Hu family's thing. Although it was extremely precious, it was not unused.

At this time, her apricot eyes were wide open, staring at Ye Chen, gnashing her teeth and saying, ”Ye, I admit that you have a kind of talent. You really don't want to start until we are familiar with the power of martial saint.”

”In a sense, I admire you very much, but one yard at a time, you killed my husband, my nephew, this is a bitter feud!”

”Today You must die

At this time, ye dust opened his eyes and said faintly, ”have you finished speaking? Come up and lead to death.”

Hu XiuXiu snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: ”I've been through the whole country in recent years. I've seen countless martial artists. I've never seen such an arrogant guy as you. Do you really think that you can fight against three puppet warriors at the same time? What's more, there are nine martial arts masters on the side

Ye Chen calmly said: ”no matter how many mole ants are, they are just mole ants after all. They can't fly to the sky and become butterflies. If you want to be a butterfly, you must at least have experienced the process of breaking cocoon into butterfly. How can you have this effect just like a pill for breaking pills? ”

His words made the three people who had just stepped into the pseudo martial Saint roll their eyes. The three elders raised their hands and said in a deep voice: ”since you are so confident, let me understand the skill!”

With that, the green bamboo stick in his hand, as if it had been alive, went to the Three Acupoints of yechen, Baihui, shenting and Taiyang. They all said that they didn't hit people in the face, but the three elders took Ye Chen's head in a move, which was obviously ready to kill him.

Ye Chen sneered coldly, raised one hand, flicked his forefinger gently, and then flicked off the bamboo stick of the three elders. It was as if he was driving away flies.

But the three elders suddenly changed color. He stepped back a few steps quickly to stabilize his body. At the same time, a faint sense of pain spread on his hands.

When the three elders looked down, they found that their tiger's mouth was cracked, and his heart suddenly trembled. Ye Chen's instant shot gave him the feeling that he was just like a master of finger flick for decades!

”What a monster this is...”

The self-confidence of the three elders was almost shattered in an instant. Fortunately, when others saw that the situation was wrong, they all rushed forward. Among them, Wei Tianzheng, who had just become a pseudo martial saint, was eager to experience his own soaring strength.