The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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Thick like a thunder, and endless surging real elements, the entire void is immediately blocked. Yuan Zhen stood in it, and under Ye Chen's palm like God's King Chen Chen, unable to resist.

"Yes donor, and listen to the poor monk."

Yuan Zhen's face had changed, and he hurriedly explained that as he spoke, the whole day glowed like a sun, the golden flame rushed to Jiuxiao, and countless golden 4D patterns rolled around him to form a defense.

This is another shaolin school of Shaolin. The defensive ability of this practice is even above the vajra not to damage the divine skills, just as the Buddha came in person.

It is a pity that Ye Chen is too lazy to listen. Although this powerful body is powerful, it is not worth mentioning in front of him.

"Dead."

Ye Chen's hand, ignoring the shining Buddha's light at all, went directly into the crystal clear palm, regarded the other's dharma body as nothing, grabbed the real head, and then gently pinched.

"Boom--!"

This famous Shaolin abbot had his head squeezed directly.

"stop!"

Ren Lifeng and other people's eyes were splitting, but before everyone could stop them, Ye Chen stepped out, crushing the real Buddha's golden body completely, stepping on his feet, and coldly said: , No matter how the gods and Buddhas are killed, there is no forgiveness.

"Boom--!"

Before his death, the great monk's face was still full of panic and regret. He never imagined that his glorious life, known as the closest to the living Buddha, would eventually be trampled by people and become a joke after the endless world.

"How dare you kill him, do you know who he is? Master Yuanzhen is the most important disciple of Shaolin Temple living Buddha!"

Ren Lifeng roared loudly, this rude man once benefited from the Shaolin Living Buddha, and this is what he has achieved today. Faced with Ye Chen who killed his benefactor's proud student, his eyes were almost open and he was bleeding.

"Oh, is it? Then let a living Buddha come directly to Yemou. I can send him to reunite with the disciple for free." Ye Chen clapped his hands and said calmly.

Ren Lifeng looked awkward, unable to speak, and the surrounding martial arts had changed from panic to panic.

In just a few minutes, even if they died, they were both masters of the same family, and heir to the great ancestors, but they wanted to die here for no reason, and Ye Chen died, even if they looked at Xiao Fu’s face. Not worth it at all.

Some people retreated from their hearts, some people looked suspiciously, and even more wondered whether they could surrender and admit defeat.

But at this time Ye Chen had already found a third person.

"Since you have such a good relationship with the monk, go with him." Ye Chen rushed to Ren Lifeng, sneering with a long voice.

"what--!"

Ren Lifeng roared loudly and waved his gold sword to block, but only heard the sound of "Bang". This rugged and powerful man was directly punched by Ye Chen and blasted into the air. The crimson blood, like the scattered flowers of the sky girl, flew away in all directions. Even Wu Sheng's final enthusiasm was lost.

The master of the absolute sword gate, the golden sword of the desert deserts the wind and dies!

"Ye Wushen's mercy!"

"Stop hand. We admit defeat!"

"Stop!"

"..."

This time, even everyone outside could not see it. When Ye Chen still wanted to start, Canglong Six Swords quickly opened the broken guard circle. The elders of all major schools flew to their heads in the first moment, afraid of Ye Chen's poisoning.

"Why, don't you think that the eight martial saints can't do it now, and want to fight in groups?" Ye Chen flicked his fingers, his eyes narrowed, and his pupils shot dangerous light.

"I'll wait to admit defeat, I'll wait to admit defeat." Elder Daomenmen's distressed pieces are about to shatter, shouting again and again.

"How about you?" Ye Chen turned her head and stared at the remaining six Wu Sheng.

The six people, including Xiao Fu, all looked ugly. All their pride and glory are in this battle. If you admit defeat at this point, don't say that the reputation has plummeted since then, and even Daoxin Xiuwei will be hit hard.

But in the face of the extremely cruel Ye Chen, it was Xiao Fu, and he fought without confidence.

In the end, Xiao Fu and others bowed their heads and said bitterly: "Ye Wushen God's divine power. I will wait to admit defeat."

When Ye Chen returned to the hall, everyone looked at him, and it was different before. A quarter of an hour ago, Ye Chen was just a young kid with the name of Wushen who was despised by everyone and even mocked. But a quarter of an hour later, he was already the defeated eight martial saints, forcing Xiao Fu to bow his supreme power. It is no less than a peerless master such as Xiao Yijue and Ito Musashi.

"It's terrifying, and by the means of this battle alone, he is an out-and-out **** powerhouse, and definitely not an ordinary martial god!"

There are older generations of warriors who have read the classics with great emotion.

The younger generation looked at Ye Chen, and was full of shock.

Ye Chen's battle completely convinced them. The kind of punch and kick, without the slightest smoke and fire, but withering and decaying, pushing the enemies horizontally, and pressing the martial saints to bow their heads, is the life of a lifetime, they will not forget.

"Wu Shen Ye Chen, so well-known, really true." Tang Junyi's face showed a happy face, bowed his head lightly.

Lu Xinghe laughed toastingly, and drank the fine wine: "Quick, quick! Take a drink."

"Ye Chen!"

Liu Bingyao burst into tears with a scent of fragrance and flew into Ye Chen's arms.

To suppress all enemies, beauty is in your arms. At this time, Ye Chen was so radiant that many people could not even be jealous.

In contrast, Xiao Yao, the first eldest son of Yanjing, lost his soul and murmured in his mouth: "It's impossible...it's impossible!"

"Ye Chen, one day...I will make you pay!"

In Xiao Yao's eyes, he almost bleeds, but in fact, even he started to shake himself. Even with his father's exit from such terrifying power, could he still get him out of it?

The other Canglong Six Swords were equally shocked. Miao Zhongren hesitated for a while, still not using the final hole card, and awakened the family master to get out of the customs in advance, because he was afraid...

"If the head of the family also lost to him, then Yanjing would have no place for me to have a foothold in Xiao Fu!"

Many young female warriors all cast their eyes in shock, and were very jealous of Liu Bingyao in Ye Chen's arms.

"This woman looks pretty and seductive, and the result is actually favored by the youngest powerhouse in history!"

Ye Chen patted Liu Bingyao gently, took her hand, and returned to the top position among the elders of the various schools, and said with a head: "Now can I take Bingyao away?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to speak, Miao Zhongren gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Wushen, even if you are a god, but Miss Liu and my young master, have the orders of their parents, the words of the matchmaker. People laugh, you bully the young?"

"Oh, the words of parents' matchmaker, did not ask her what she meant?"

Ye Chen swept her eyes, a chill flashed in her eyes, and sneered, "I will take her away today, I see which one dares to stop me!"

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