Forge An Eternal Kingdom

Han Qiming said with a sneer.

Han Qiming's remarks immediately caused a wave of waves.

Everyone looked at him like an idiot.

Even Zhang Weiran, Senior Brother Zhang, who ranks very high on the genius list, is deciding that Han Qiming must not be Ye Chen's opponent, and he will definitely die.

Unexpectedly, he was still ranting about this, arrogantly saying that he wanted to let Ye Chen ten tricks, and kick him into an eunuch.

It's so arrogant!

The arrogance is almost gone.

Didn't he know that he was about to be killed by a catastrophe?

After taking the medicine, he couldn't tell the difference between the north and south, and he really thought he was invincible.

it is ridiculous!

The crowd shook their heads and looked at him as if they were looking at a dead person.

Ye Chen laughed wildly when he heard Han Qiming's words.

"Hahaha! Little beast, I have to say, you are really a natural man with big nerves, you dare to be tough when you die. I really don’t know how the word death is written. I made you three tricks with great kindness, because I don’t want you to die. It’s too fast. I didn’t expect that you not only didn’t appreciate it, but also dared to provoke me.

Ye Chen's figure flickered, and the phantom of the god appeared behind him. The god was wearing a gold armor and was burly.

The tall figure seemed to pierce the firmament, and it might shock Kyushu.

Moreover, the phantom was still using various mysterious moves, one by one, thunder and thunder rolled, shattering the world, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

This is the god of Martial Dao, for Martial Sage!

"Martial Sage!"

Ye Chen yelled angrily and completely unfolded this extremely powerful Cultivation Technique.

"My God, this Martial Sage phantom is so strong! I'm afraid Ye Chen has already practiced Martial Sage to the Realm?" Everyone was shocked when they heard the thunder. How powerful.

"It's terrifying, Han Qiming is really dead this time!"

"I don't dare to imagine that the same Martial Commander late stage, the strength gap is so big, I feel that under Ye Chen's attack, if I can't stop a move, I will be killed in a second. The gap is too big. It is really more popular. Dead man!" A small, well-known inner courtyard disciple of the late stage martial arts commander saw this scene, suddenly downcast, and said bitterly.

"The Martial Sage technique carries the will of Martial Sage. Among the Martial Skill pavilions in the inner courtyard, it is second only to the Martial Skill of the heavenly rank, and can even be comparable to the superb Cultivation Technique of the ordinary Martial Skill.

Zhang Weiran also expressed admiration for this and nodded.

However, when the audience disciples were shocked, even Zhang Weiran admired Ye Chen's Martial Skill.

Han Qiming is still expressionless, looking at Ye Chen coldly, and faintly said: "Who are you scaring with this tooth and claw? When daddy is scared, what tricks are there to use quickly, don't worry, I said to let you Ten strokes will give you ten strokes. Hurry up, otherwise you will have no chance when I run out of patience."

"court death!"

Han Qiming's words completely angered Ye Chen and plunged into a violent state.

"Martial Sage punches!"

He roared and punched.

The ghost shadow behind him also punched.

The punch was like a dragon, and the huge shadow of the punch covered the sky and covered the sun. Han Qiming had no way to escape all the moving space up and down, front and back, and he had no way to escape. He could only be forced to resist this punch, otherwise he would be beaten by this punch. In the middle, I am afraid that I will be seriously injured if I die.

However, in the face of this powerful punch.

Han Qiming's eyes were not chaotic, he was still so determined, but he moved half a step backwards, and with the momentum of rapid change, he could hardly escape the punch.

boom!

This violent punch, without losing its momentum, blasted the ground fiercely, and the incomparably strong life and death arena made of bluestone slabs was hit by Ye Chen's punch into a deep pit, and countless blue stones splashed. Flew out and hit the cage outside.

"One trick."

Han Qiming escaped the punch, still expressionless, and said lightly.

But this expression and tone fell in Ye Chen's eyes, it was completely different, and he could clearly feel that Han Qiming was humiliating him.

"Damn it!"

Ye Chen watched himself punch Han Qiming without hurting Han Qiming at all, and became extremely angry.

"This guy is so lucky that he escaped this punch."

"It's a lucky kid who can even dodge this punch. I don't believe he can escape Ye Chen's squally stormy attack. You see, Ye Chen is already completely angry."

Following the disciple's gaze, everyone saw Ye Chen, his eyes were red, and his whole body was like a roaring beast, and he threw a punch again.

"Martial Sage has two punches, the sky is falling apart!"

boom!

It was another punch, and the power of this punch was really like breaking the sky and the earth, and the phantom of the gods kept hitting all kinds of mysterious moves.

The power is amazing, enough to destroy the world!

He was condescending, and the huge force he was waving suddenly punched!

This punch carried a huge shadow of the punch, and was suppressed by Han Qiming.

He is like an ant, to be smashed into meatloaf by this huge fist!

"Small bugs, dare to come out and be embarrassed?"

Han Qiming snorted, the whole person turned into a wind, and without dodge or dodge, he even rushed to Ye Chen with his fist, shocking the other party.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing Han Qiming's face close at hand, Ye Chen felt a little jealous in his heart, and couldn't help but speak.

"It's nothing, it's just seeing you upset and wanting to slap you."

Han Qiming said completely, and slapped Ye Chen on the face with a slap, almost knocking him out.

"Two tricks." Han Qiming patted Ye Chen's face and smiled calmly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Being humiliated by this, Ye Chen was almost crazy. At this moment, even if the river was drained, his anger could not be washed away.

Who is he Ye Chen?

The young patriarch of the Ye Family, the proud son of Heaven, and one of the hall masters of the 36th Hall of the Heavenly Dao League.

Even on the list of geniuses in the inner court, he is also a genius on the list.

But today, Han Qiming, a kid like an ant outside, was constantly playing and mocking, and he was even slapped in the face!

How could this shame be endured.

Yes.

Ye Chen no longer cared about caution and temptation, and directly attacked Han Qiming.

Martial Sage punches are constantly bombarding like squally storms, and countless shadows of the punches flicker, covering Han Qiming's body, and it is bound to be beaten into powder before he will give up.

And Han Qiming didn't rush about this, and his figure kept dodge, relying on his strength to be stronger than Ye Chen, and he could always get just the right amount to avoid the attack every time.

An angry Ye Chen vomited blood.

But Han Qiming was still talking cool words to irritate Ye Chen.

"The third trick!"

"The fourth trick, can you be a trash?"

"The fifth trick. It's a trash thing, it's a weak chicken. You want me to die? Go on you!"

"The sixth trick."

"The eighth trick."

...

"Tenth trick, trash, I have given you ten tricks, this time it's my turn."

Han Qiming sneered and walked to the opposite side of Ye Chen, his tone extremely harsh.

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