Taking a step forward, Ye Chen opened his arms and landed on the arena.
A thick killing intent enveloped the entire arena, as though it had turned into hell. The air in the entire Martial Arts Plaza seemed to have solidified and the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to have lost its vitality.
"You are Ye Chen?"
Looking at the figure that was even younger than him, Liu Qing raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.
Ye Chen did not reply. He only looked at Liu Qing coldly and said, "Betraying the sect is disloyal. Sowing discord is disgraceful. A disloyal person like you is not qualified to live in this world."
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Liu Qing revealed a smile and said, "Then according to what you said, you are prepared to kill me on the spot in this Martial Arts Arena?"
"That's right."
Ye Chen said indifferently, causing Liu Qing's face to turn gloomy. He said coldly, "What arrogance. Do you really think that you can be arrogant just because you killed a few trash? I can kill an arrogant person like you with a single sword strike!"
"A single sword strike?
Aren't you overestimating your own strength? "
Ye Chen sneered. As his voice faded, he took a step forward. His figure was like the wind as he rushed in front of Li Qing and punched out.
Using a fist to block a sword strike?
Seeing Ye Chen directly attack, Liu Qing sneered. This Ye Chen was so arrogant. He actually used his fist to fight with him. Such a method was simply looking down on Liu Qing's swordsmanship.
"I will make you pay the price."
Liu Qing's arm trembled as a sinister chill spread out from his body. A sword light directly cut through the sky.
Bang!
The fist collided with the sword light. The smile on Liu Qing's face instantly froze. A terrifying force came from the fist, causing his body to tremble and he immediately retreated.
What a strange force. Ye Chen's strength was so strong. His fist could not even pierce through the sword light.
Ye Chen didn't give chase immediately. He just stared coldly at Liu Qing.
Liu Qing was also staring at Ye Chen. His arm was slightly trembling. Just now, Ye Chen's punch had almost damaged his meridians. Looks like he was a little careless. His reputation was not for nothing. Ye Chen's strength was very strong.
"Use your strongest move. Otherwise, you will die very quickly."
Ye Chen coldly spoke as he took a step forward, causing Liu Qing's countenance to stiffen. Die very quickly?
Where did this Ye Chen get his confidence from? Did he really think that he could kill him with a single punch?
Feeling that he was being underestimated, Liu Qing's hand flickered with a cold light. Raising his sword, Liu Qing did not back down. Instead, he charged at Ye Chen.
A cold and gloomy Qi spread out. On Liu Qing's shoulder, there was actually a faint roaring flood dragon that appeared. It carried a dense killing intent that covered the entire arena.
Flood Dragons were naturally bloodthirsty.
This was the strongest move of the Flood Dragon Cold Light Sword.
With one sword, the flood dragon could destroy the world.
It was because of this move that Liu Qing was able to stand firm in the Yuhua Sect and become an influential figure.
Boom!
Vigorous Yuan Qi exploded. The fist and the sword collided once again. This time, neither of them retreated. Their eyes met and their bodies froze in mid-air.
"To be able to block my sword, your physical strength is indeed something to be proud of."
Liu Qing stared at Ye Chen's eyes and smiled coldly. "But the most powerful part of my sword is the pervasive cold air. Once the cold air enters your body, you will definitely die."
"Is that so?"
As soon as Liu Qing finished speaking, an extremely weak and hazy light was emitted from Ye Chen's arm. An extremely terrifying and gloomy Qi was emitted. It directly swallowed the cold air on the sword.
This scene caused Liu Qing's face to stiffen. He was still very proud of himself a moment ago. But in the next moment, Ye Chen had completely swallowed the cold air. Furthermore, he had done it so easily. This made him feel very embarrassed.
"Fury of the Frost Dragon!"
Liu Qing roared angrily, and a cold light burst out from his sword. On his body, the flood dragon expanded dozens of times. The dragon's body rolled, and a thick cold mist enveloped the arena, blocking everyone's vision.
"I originally wanted to save this move to deal with Blue Feather. Since you want to die so much, I'll fulfill your wish."
His voice was filled with cold killing intent. Liu Qing's body turned into a gust of wind. He was like an angry flood dragon. His sword was oppressive and incomparably terrifying as it charged towards Ye Chen.
Under that sword, it was as if space itself was about to be frozen. Everything was deathly silent.
"Stupid."
Ye Chen shook his head. A misty light constantly circulated around his body. His fist was covered in a layer of blood-red light. Dense runes spread out from it.
Without the slightest fear or nonsense, Ye Chen stepped forward. His fist slowly shot out and punched forward.
The surging fist whistled. It was as if space itself was about to be distorted. This fist contained the Qi of the underworld. It was enough to freeze everything in the world. It was a fist of death.
"Dragon Form!"
Rumble!
Above the void, a hundred-meter-long golden dragon appeared. Its ice-cold golden dragon eyes were filled with disdain. It was as if it was looking down on the flood dragon that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
Dragons were known as True Dragons. They soared through the nine continents.
As for the flood dragon, it was just a false dragon. It was a vile spawn.
The dragon-shaped fist destroyed the sword light. The Qi of the underworld condensed into a vortex between Ye Chen and Liu Qing. It was a terrifying vortex of cold Qi.
"What kind of cold Qi is this? It can even freeze my sword light."
Liu Qing's face was no longer filled with pride. At this moment, his face was filled with fear. Ye Chen, a brat who had just stepped into the Origin Astral Realm, had completely destroyed his strongest sword attack with a single punch.
Moreover, judging from the dragon-shaped fist in front of him, Ye Chen seemed to be holding back. He hadn't used all his strength yet.
Facing such a ferocious person, Liu Qing no longer had the heart to fight.
"I admit defeat."
Liu Qing let out a long sigh and waved his hand at Ye Chen. Just as he turned around and was about to step out of the arena, a cold wind blew and turned into a thick ice wall, sealing off the entire arena.
Liu Qing's eyes suddenly trembled. His breathing was a little chaotic. He said in a trembling voice, "What do you mean by this?"
Ye Chen's face was expressionless. His eyes were cold. "In the arena, life and death don't matter. I'm going to take your dog life."
"Ye Chen, I was once a disciple of the Yuhua Sect. We were from the same sect. Why do you have to be so ruthless?" Liu Qing's face stiffened. His voice was filled with fear.
"You're right. You were once a disciple of the Yuhua Sect. But you're not now. So why can't I be ruthless?"
Ye Chen found it a little funny. This Liu Qing had been so arrogant before. He had almost looked down on the entire Yuhua Sect. Now that he realized he couldn't defeat Ye Chen, he said that he was once a disciple of the Yuhua Sect. What a joke.
"Elder Liu, save me!"
Feeling the cold murderous intent from Ye Chen, Liu Qing immediately jumped up and shouted for help.
The people of the Wanshou Sect also felt the cold murderous intent under the cold fog. Liu Yunlong rushed out. A Divine Qilin appeared behind him. He immediately threw a punch forward.
However, it was all too late.
Ye Chen had already seen through Liu Qing's every move. His figure flashed and his fist landed on Liu Qing's body. Liu Qing's body trembled and his whole body froze in mid-air. His eyes widened as he stared at the handsome young man in front of him. He was full of regret.
There was a loud rumble!
The solid ice wall broke apart.
Liu Yun Long roared angrily, dispersing all the cold mist. When he looked over, he saw a corpse that had already turned cold, lying quietly on the stage.
Liu Qing was dead.