Chapter 1620 (1/2)

With a loud noise, ye Chen's body shape flies backward. He reluctantly turns over his body in the air and falls on the ground. At the moment of landing, the ground clicks and cracks thickly.

Ye Chen looks at his arm holding a knife. Although his hand is still very stable, his arm has been dripping with blood. If his physique is not far stronger than that of ordinary warriors, I'm afraid his hand will be useless at this time.

This Sikong Feixing is so strong!

And Sikong Feixing is not good! He took a knife from ye Chen and stepped back three steps. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously injured!

Although he is still the expressionless look, but look at Ye Chen's eyes, but not so cold.

There is even a fear!

It's been a long time since nobody hurt him!

He can't even believe that this time his injury came from a boy of Hunyuan kingdom!

Where the hell did this kid come from!

Ye Chen smile, still satisfied.

At last, they hurt each other.

And he didn't use the power of the samsara cemetery!

However, Wu Xinger's revenge can be regarded as revenge.

”Brother Sikong!”

In addition to Yu Shaoyuan, several men and women came to Sikong Feixing's side. Their eyes were frozen on the bloodstain on the corner of Sikong Feixing's mouth. They were shocked beyond measure!

Is Sikong Feixing injured?

Or injured in the hands of a boy of Hunyuan Kingdom, is this reality?

Now they feel like seeing a newborn baby knock down Mount Tai in the ring.

At this time, they looked at Ye Chen again, their eyes had changed, as if they were looking at some human monster.

Long Xuan also took Wu Xinger to Ye Chen's side. He was very aware of the battle between Ye Chen and Sikong Feixing just now, and his eyebrows were locked.

If you attack the last two men, although they will not be defeated in one move, I am afraid they will be hurt much more seriously at this time. The strength of these two people is more than one notch higher than their own.

However, long Xuan's talent is also extremely evil. Just now when the two people fought, the artistic conception collided, and he also caught a trace of feeling of practicing artistic conception.

The Tongtian boxing he practiced had already tended to be perfect. If he integrated into the artistic conception, he could break through the shackles.

Si Kong Fei Xing wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and asked Ye Chen, ”do you have a family?”

”Xuanyuezong.” Ye Chen light way.

Sikong Fei nodded: ”Ye Chen, I think we will meet again, maybe soon.”

He glanced again as if he was understanding something, and his body exuded the wonderful rhythm of long Xuan.

”Hurry up, it's good for you two to improve your strength in a period of time.”

”Otherwise, it's dangerous.”

Then, his eyes fell on Wu Xinger and another injured youth, saying: ”sorry. You deserve this apology. ”