Huang Long had to dodge and block Ye Chu's attack. His body retreated and he wanted to draw out the sharp sword.

"Hahaha……"

Ye Chu's laughter reached his ears. When Ye Chu's attack rushed up again, Ye Chu's sword intent continued to burst out, causing Huang Long to dodge it.

"Today you don't even have the chance to draw your sword. I will accept the ten kilograms of purple gold liquid." Ye Chu laughed loudly, the attack in his hand became even more rapid. Ye Chu kept attacking, and even didn't give him the chance to breathe.

The attacks were continuous, and the palms kept blasting out, with awe-inspiring swords. Ye Chu was stronger than Huang Long, and Huang Long could not compete with Ye Chu without the assistance of weapons. Ye Chu had the initiative to fight, and the attacks continued to fall, and Huang Long could only resist in a mess.

Wang De and others looked at Ye Chu blankly, but they didn't expect that such a scene would be like this. Huang Long had no chance to draw his sword by Ye Chu. Huang Long's strongest thing was to use evil spirit skills and weapons to riot and produce strong enough combat power. Without the assistance of weapons, Huang Long was not surprising among the many disciples, and Wang De could fight him.

Ye Chu took action from the beginning, and Huang Long couldn't breathe. At this time, Huang Long could only passively resist, and was beaten by Ye Chu and retreated continuously, without even a chance to resist. Ye Chu hit him out with a blow, and Huang Long kept retreating.

Ye Chu hit out again, directly shaking Huang Long. Huang Long hit the ground. Ye Chu's figure flashed and landed beside him. He stepped on Huang Long's chest with a little disdain on the corner of his mouth: "I'll give in!"

Huang Long was trampled by Ye Chu and felt difficult to breathe. His face was pale and full of anger. He felt infinite shame and anger. He struggled hard, but he couldn't struggle with Ye Chu's feet.

"Despicable!" Huang Long glared at Ye Chu, his eyes burst into anger, and he stared at Ye Chu tightly.

"Despicable?" Ye Chu smiled, looked at everyone and said, "Senior brothers, why are you despicable? Are you talking nonsense if you are not as skilled as others? If that's the case, it would be fine!"

Ye Chu's words silenced everyone. Although Ye Chu's methods were not very bright, no one could say anything about him. Ye Chu just took the lead without their reaction, and he could not say that he violated the rules.

However, thinking of Ye Chu's continuous offensive just now, everyone looked at Ye Chu with a little more serious expression. This guy's riot is not weak, and ordinary practitioners can't do it at all if they want to fight him.

Wang De looked at Ye Chu and put away the ten kilograms of purple gold liquid, his eyes straightened. Looking at Huang Long on the ground, he was full of sympathy.

"Boy! Come again!" Huang Long got up from the ground, drew out the sharp sword, pointed at Ye Chu and roared angrily.

Ye Chu glanced at the other party and said disdainfully: "It's just a defeated general, I'm not interested. And can you get ten kilograms of purple liquid?"

Ye Chu's words pierced into Huang Long's heart like a knife. Huang Long was about to walk wildly. The light of the sword in his hand surged, and the Yuan Ling instilled it in it, and the power gushed.

"Huang Long! Enough! Stop!" Liu Huo shouted angrily when he saw Huang Long like this, "Since he lost, he will start to lose. No matter what he relies on, he said from the beginning that no matter how he competed, he won, and win. If you don't have the ability to draw out your sword, it means you are not strong enough and you can't blame anyone!"
Chapter completed!