As for the figure of the man in white, he had already disappeared, leaving only Ye Chen.

Ye Chen held back the shock in his heart and pushed open the door and walked in

Thorn

The door was opened, and Ye Chen looked around and found that there was nothing around. After a stick of incense, an illusory figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Extremely young.

"I was the Iron Blood Holy King tens of thousands of years ago, so you can fight with me."

In one sentence, Ye Chen's face changed completely. He had never heard of the name of the Iron Blood Saint King.

However, beings who can become a sage king are the highest peaks of the Lingwu Continent.

This is the case with the Eternal Holy King.

He was also sure that these people were indeed the same as the Eternal Holy King.

Ye Chen used his divine thoughts to sweep the realm of the young man's phantom and found that it was only the peak of the Hunyuan realm, so he felt a little relieved.

It seems that the Iron Blood Saint King is not that strong at his age, otherwise a Saint King and a finger could crush him.

Ye Chen took out the Taoist artifact and held it in his hand. His eyes were full of fighting spirit and a hint of vigilance.

Who can become a saint king? Who is not a peerless genius

"Sword of Killing Time"

Ye Chen raised his arm slightly, the law of time kept flowing, and a terrifying aura burst out continuously, and it was a killing move as soon as it started.

Faced with the existence of the former Holy King, Ye Chen must be careful to deal with it

"war"

The Iron Blood Holy King fell down with an extreme speed, and his iron fists were like the sharpest weapon in the world.

At this moment, the boxing intention burst out loud, and the sharp boxing intention made Ye Chen's robe sound.

Ye Chen frowned, and the pressure around him was pouring wildly towards him.

Strong

The sword in Ye Chen's hand made a buzzing sound, and a sword cut through the air around him.

The spiritual energy in the body was venting wildly, and the sword light gushed out a dazzling light.

A sword is the ultimate

One sword wants to kill nine heavens

The Iron Blood Holy King had no fear in his eyes, but he had a hint of excitement.

He longs for a fight

This battle made him extremely excited, and the blood in his body couldn't help but beat.

boom

The moment the two contact each other, a terrifying explosion broke out, like thunder

Ye Chen could see with his naked eyes that sword marks appeared on his iron fists with his Iron Blood Saint King, and it was only that, not even a drop of blood was flowing out.

Abnormal defense

The Iron Blood Holy King has rushed over and came to Ye Chen's side

Although the iron fists have not arrived, the intention of the fist has already cut Ye Chen's cheek

bite

Ye Chen raised his arm and blocked it with the Dao Hedao artifact in his hand.

Pedal

The huge force made him unable to help but take two steps back, and the blood in his body surged.

Ye Chen looked shocked. The Iron Blood Holy King tens of thousands of years ago was so strong when he was young.

You know, his strength can already kill the peak of Hunyuan in seconds, but in front of the Iron Blood Saint King, he can't get any benefits at all, and he is even vaguely suppressed.

Ting

When Ye Chen retreated, a phoenix figure appeared behind him

The hot flames gushed out, and the phoenix figure rushed to the front of the Iron Blood Holy King like lightning

He must win this battle, this is just the first level. There are five floors in this hall. I'm afraid that only by passing all the levels can you do it.

The Iron Blood Holy King is on the first level, but the weakest existence. If he cannot defeat it, how can he face the next battle?

Now he has no way out, only one battle

The Iron Blood Saint King faced the figure of the Phoenix, his arms spread out and his hands suddenly grabbed both wings.

Click

With a crisp sound, the phoenix shadow was torn into two and disappeared into the void.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help but twitch his lips, tearing the phoenix with his hands. The Iron Blood Holy King was probably a physically strong man tens of thousands of years ago.

It is impossible to say that the Iron Blood Saint King is in full swing, and he can really compete with the Phoenix Divine Beast.

"I am not happy, can I fight with my body?"

The Iron Blood Saint King stared at Ye Chen with his fighting spirit. Such a battle made him unhappy at all.

Only the most primitive battle can inspire his strongest fighting spirit

"good"

Ye Chen agreed without any hesitation, and he had his own pride.

So what about the strong man tens of thousands of years ago? He believes that he is no worse than anyone else

The power of the Iron Blood Holy King will not erase his fighting spirit, but will only make him stronger

The real strong man stepped on the corpses of countless geniuses to take over

In the battle between the same period, Ye Chen is not afraid of anyone

His words will not bow to anyone

Ye Chen put away the artifact of Hedao in his hand, clenched his fists, and the two of them fought alone on their bodies.

"war"

Ye Chen roared angrily, then rushed to the front of the Iron Blood Holy King.

Clenched his fists and rushed out directly, and the two of them directly used the most primitive battle.

Bang bang bang

One punch after another, the brittle sound of the bones one after another.

Ye Chen's arms were numb, and he didn't know how many bones were broken in his fists.

The flesh-colored fist had long turned scarlet, and the qi and blood in the body were constantly surging.

Ye Chen's physical strength has never been bad, but he still feels powerless when facing the Iron Blood Holy King.

boom

The Iron Blood Holy King punched Ye Chen in the chest.

Ye Chen forced himself to hold back the pain and gritted his teeth and continued to beat him

The Iron Blood Saint King held Ye Chen's fists in one hand and suddenly raised his foot. Ye Chen did not show any weakness and the two forces collided.

The Iron Blood Holy King felt a pain and couldn't help but take two steps back.

At this moment, Ye Chen directly distanced himself from him, and his figure was a little unstable.

If he continues like this, only Ye Chen suffers, but he is not afraid at all.

Stabilize your body, and rush forward bravely

He clenched his bloody fists, and as long as he could walk, he would not give up.

Ye Chen's way, only death in battle, never admit defeat

Ye Chen didn't even use any trump cards

The cemetery of the reincarnation, the eye of the devil, nothing is useful

He has to fight against the genius tens of thousands of years ago

Strong willpower plays a role in this moment.

When the Iron Blood Holy King saw this scene, a trace of softness flashed through his eyes.

"Your will is not enough. The power of the body is only eternal on the surface. Even if the body dies and the will is immortal, you are an immortal existence."

The Iron Blood Holy King spoke without hesitation and punched Ye Chen in the body.

"ah"

Ye Chen couldn't help but scream, and the punch seemed to be not only a physical pain, but also a soul trembling.

"war"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, his blood-red eyes were like crazy.

At this moment, he forgot what he was doing, forgot everything, and only the desire to fight was left in his heart.

No madness can survive

Every punch of the Iron Blood Holy King hit Ye Chen's body.

Every time I hit a punch, I have to endure the heart-wrenching feeling.

Ye Chen waved his arms slowly and slowly, and the power on his fist continued to decrease.
Chapter completed!