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    ?"Killing people to seize treasures, and now I want to seize the skills. -<Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work>-" Ye Chen looked coldly at a large group of people from various major forces, and said sarcastically: "You are not worthy of being called a cultivator.  They are no different from robbers and bandits in the world!"

    As soon as these words came out, countless people changed their minds.

    A direct disciple of Lingxiao Cave Heaven stepped out and said with a sneer: "Ye Chen, you are just an ant. There are all direct disciples of the major forces in the Heavenly Meridian Secret Realm. Wherever you get the chance to speak, you'd better shut up immediately.  Mouth, otherwise I will suppress you immediately!¡±

    After the direct disciple of Lingxiao Dongtian finished speaking, many people started laughing.

    "Hahaha, with a pure yang body, if you don't reach the realm, you're just a strong ant at best!"

    "Ants are ants, no matter how strong they are, they will be crushed to death with one finger!"

    "If you speak disrespectfully in front of our direct disciples from all the major forces, you will soon know what it means to live but not to die!"

    Ye Chen looked at these people coldly, his eyes swept over the faces of those who spoke one by one, raised his finger and pointed at them, saying: "You see me as an ant, so why don't I see you as ants!"

    When everyone heard this, they all laughed wildly.

    "The frog at the bottom of the well doesn't know how high the sky is!"

    "People in low-level secret realms dare to speak arrogant words!"

    At this time, Hao Jian said: "Everyone, please don't underestimate him too much. This person is no longer in the realm of the Xuanzang Secret Realm. He has had the opportunity and has broken through to the **Secret Realm!"

    Hearing this, the watchers laughed.

    The direct disciple of Lingxiao Cave Heaven said with a mocking look on his face: "So what about the secret realm? Pure Yang Hegemon's bloodline is powerful, but in the end it cannot defy heaven. Even a cultivator of the secret realm like him wants to compete with him.  It's a joke for us to compete. We can become the direct disciples of various major forces. Which one of us is not talented and has blood potential that is far superior to ordinary cultivators? "

    Hao Jian stopped talking. It was already known to everyone that Ye Chen had luck. It was impossible to win luck in front of people from all major forces. At the moment, he just wanted Ye Chen to die. As for  Whoever robs luck can take it back from that person in the future.

    Ye Chen also knew that a bloody battle today was inevitable. He, Han Qingxue and Bei Wulei would face two to three hundred people from various major forces. If Xue Qingwu was here, the situation might be slightly better, but Xue Qingwu  Wu did not find it here.

    Although Bei Wulei is already considered a cultivator in the Mystic Realm of Divine Aperture, he has never experienced the Divine Tribulation. The magic power in his body cannot be mobilized satisfactorily, and his combat effectiveness is still lagging behind that of the real Shen Sect.

    Han Qingxue can fight against one of the seven strongest people including Hao Jian. If he fights against two, it will be hard to say whether he will win or lose. Can Bei Wulei fight against five or six people by himself?

    The situation is very critical. There is no doubt that Ye Chen and the others are facing a difficult disaster now.

    Despite this, Ye Chen is still full of fighting spirit. He has nothing to fear. A bloody battle is inevitable today. If he wants to fight, he must fight happily.

    "Bei Wu Lei, Han Qingxue, if you two are sure to hand over the treasures left behind by the Great Emperor and the Great Bei Fu's mind, we can let you live." Zhao Feiyu said coldly. After finishing his words, he looked at Ye Chen and said:  "As for you, hand over the treasures left by the emperor and keep your body intact!"

    Zhao Feiyu is extremely powerful. He is dressed in white as snow, has a slender figure, and a spiritual ring rises from the back of his head. There is a faint flow of divinity in the spiritual light. It is obvious that he has already entered the realm of the divine sect with one foot, and he is a young master of the quasi-divine sect.  .

    At this moment, everyone regarded Bei Wu Lei, Han Qingxue, and Ye Chen as fish on the chopping board, letting them slaughter them.

    If it were normal times, they would definitely not dare to underestimate Sadi Wu Lei and Han Qingxue, but the current situation is different, and the advantages and disadvantages are too obvious.

    In the field, there are seven young kings who are as famous as Bei Wu Lei, and they are completely suppressed.

    "Ye Chen, come out and be slaughtered, hand over the treasures left by the emperor, and keep your whole body, otherwise there will be no bones left!"

    The direct disciples of several forces said loudly that among the three of them, Ye Chen was undoubtedly the weakest and the only one they felt could be easily suppressed.

    Ye Chen sneered, with strong murderous intent flashing deep in his eyes, he took a step forward, stood in the main hall, facing the two to three hundred cultivators in front of him, and said: "Ye is here, who will take Ye's head!"  "

    Ye Chen's aura was very strong. He had no fear in the face of two to three hundred cultivators. He exuded a shocking fighting spirit from all over his body. His black hair was flying, and there were thousands of golden blood radiating from his body.  came out, making him look like a god of war.

    The cultivators from all major forces looked slightly surprised. They didn¡¯t expect Ye Chen to be so powerful when facing them, but they soon started laughing.?.

    One of the direct disciples of Lingxiao Dongtian flew out, with a sneer on his face, and said: "I'm just an ant, I can catch you with the next move!"

    As the man finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose up, and he rushed towards Ye Chen like a sacred eagle, bringing with him strong spiritual power fluctuations and strong winds. He was in the air, carrying one hand on his back and stretching out the other, grabbing Ye Chen head-on.

    This attitude shows that Ye Chen is not taken into consideration at all, and he really wants to suppress Ye Chen single-handedly.

    The moment the palm was stretched out, it stretched into the wind, and instantly became ten feet in size. The overwhelming spiritual power surged out, completely covering the surrounding area where Ye Chen was, as if forming a cage.

    "Ant that doesn't know how to live or die." Lingxiao Dongtian's direct disciple laughed repeatedly.

    At this moment, Ye Chen moved. He did not dodge. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the direct disciple of Lingxiao Dongtian and the big hand that suppressed him. His whole body suddenly rushed forward, and the overwhelming blood was instantly overwhelmed.  One space.

    "Buzz!"

    The space trembled, and in a dazzling golden light, everyone saw an orange-gold palm stretched out, directly piercing the big palm of Lingxiao Dongtian's disciple who had suppressed it.

    "Poof!"

    A puff of blood splashed out, and dots of bright red sprayed in the air. The direct disciple was shocked, and his whole hand suddenly retracted, with a look of horror on his face.

    Just when he retracted his hand, golden blood flooded over him. Ye Chen took a step forward and appeared beside him in an instant, grabbing his neck and twisting it in his frightened eyes.

    "Poof!"

    A spurt of blood shot out like a bloody fountain two meters high.

    "Vulnerable!"

    Ye Chen spat out four words coldly, holding the bloody head in his hand. The eyes on the head were still wide open, with a look of extreme horror.

    The expressions of the cultivators from all the major forces changed. They didn't expect Ye Chen to be so strong, but they saw that Ye Chen used his extremely fast body skills to catch him by surprise and hit the direct disciple of Lingxiao Cave Sky.  Must kill.

    Lingxiao Cave Tianhua Qingyang¡¯s eyes were slightly cold, and Chen Yifei just looked at this scene indifferently, but deep down in his heart, his murderous intention for Ye Chen became even stronger.

    Zhan Xiaoling was behind Chen Yifei, a flash of excitement flashed deep in her eyes.

    "You're just relying on your body skills. As long as you don't sneak attack you, you are still an ant." At this time, a direct disciple of the Fairyland Cave Heaven came out. The khaki brilliance flowed all over his body, and he showed off his spirit as soon as he appeared.  The shield was blocked in front of him, and at the same time, an earth-yellow spiritual light shot out of the air with a whoosh, heading towards Ye Chen's throat.

    That khaki light is a fourth-level spiritual weapon, and its killing blow is very sharp. It is meant to kill Ye Chen with one blow.

    "Level 4 spiritual soldiers, under my fist, everything is rotten wood!"

    Ye Chen's momentum was endless, his energy and spirit were constantly rising, and his heart was filled with invincible belief. He took a step forward, smashed the void with his golden fist, and faced him directly.

    "Qiang!"

    Ye Chen's fist struck the tip of the spirit weapon's sword, and there was immediately a harsh metal trembling sound, followed by a ding, the tip of the spirit weapon's sword began to crack, and the entire spirit weapon had cracks, and in Ye Chen's fist  Every inch is shattered.

    The golden fist is unstoppable, with the same force as breaking bamboo, shattering the spiritual soldiers, and attacks the direct disciple of Immortal Cave Heaven with a bang.

    "Click!"

    The spiritual shield in front of the direct disciple of Lingxiao Dongtian was directly blasted out with a big hole, and the golden fist penetrated his chest with a pop.

    His whole body was frozen there, with shock and disbelief in his eyes. He couldn't believe how there could be such a powerful cultivator in the world, who could smash two of his spiritual weapons with a physical fist.

    His body was not blown away by Ye Chen, and the golden fist passed through his chest. A large stream of blood and broken internal organs were blown out from his back, and a large spray of blood mist sprayed out.

    "Still vulnerable!"

    Ye Chen uttered a word coldly, his arm shook, a burst of blood vibrated out with a buzzing sound, and the body of the direct disciple exploded with a bang.

    The strong smell of blood filled the hall. This time, cultivators from all major forces were shocked again. They didn't expect that Ye Chen had become so powerful in just a few months. If he was given more time to grow, he would truly rise by then.  , unstoppable, it is basically impossible to kill him and gain luck.

    Ye Chen took action to kill the two men forcefully. This did not make the direct disciples of the major forces feel scared, but instead made the murderous intention in their hearts even stronger.

    "Very good, the more sharp you are, the less chance you have of surviving."The murderous intent burst out from the eyes of Zhao Feiyu, the Dan King Sect. He could tell that the pure Yang body had entered the secret realm of Tianmai, and its combat power was astonishingly powerful. If it was allowed to grow again, it would probably be able to compete with kings like them in the future.  Fight.

    "My life is here, who wants to take it!"

    Ye Chen looked coldly at the two to three hundred direct disciples of the major forces, and his fighting spirit split the sky.

    "I want to see how strong the Pure Yang Body is!"

    Hao Jian finally couldn't help it anymore, sneered, took a step out of the crowd, and looked at Ye Chen with great force.

    "I also want to see the power of your sword energy secret technique!"

    At the same time that Hao Jian stood up, Han Qingxue also moved. She took a step towards Ye Chen, holding the Red Dust Immortal Sword in her hand, ready to unsheath it at any time.

    Han Qingxue's aura was unleashed without any concealment. The aura exuded by her cultivation at the peak of the Sixth Heavenly Meridian Reversal was actually much stronger than that of Hao Jian, which immediately shocked many people. Please come and watch without ads -< Gone with the Wind  Registered members of Astronomy recommend this work >-

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