Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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His words resounded through the heavens, not only the Yang family, the Zhou family, but also the theater watchers outside the mansion. The voice was really cold, with supreme majesty.

King Yang Zhunsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the center of the golden ocean.

There, a human figure has gradually appeared in its embryonic form, wearing a black robe, wearing a ghost mask, the whole body of Jinhui blooms, the golden blood oozes, and each strand is fused with majestic essence.

He looked again. The strong men of the Zhou family were also watching, and their looks were shocked. Just before, the golden ocean sacrificed by that man had swallowed up more than one quasi-sage of the Yang family, and was unmatched.

With all the attention, Ye Chen settled down in humanoid form and looked at King Yang Zhunsheng with great interest. "The predecessors were really interested. Just as yesterday they became in-laws, they came to trouble today."

"Such strength, shouldn't you be a nameless person, report your name." Yang Jiazhun Sheng Wang said with a faint whisper, that he could not see through Ye Chen because of his secret method to cover the opportunity. His deeds are far from being broken.

"What's the name! Just the code, let alone say." Ye Chen twisted his neck very comfortably. "But today, I'm very upset, Xiao Ye, I want to kill some people to calm down."

"A quasi-sacred, find death." Without waiting for the prince of the Yang family, the sage of the Yang family burst into anger and drank in one step.

"Such awesome, then I will take you to the sword." Ye Chen punched through the seal of Ling Tian, ​​and even the saint of the Yang family was overturned. He had not stopped his figure, and was split by Ye Chen.

"This ...." Zhou family was shocked again, a quasi-san, a sage?

"It's so strong." King Yang Zhunsheng frowned, Ye Chen's fighting strength exceeded his expectations.

"Let's go together." The five saints of the Yang family came together, and together they urged a quasi-sacred king soldier, reviving the power of the magic weapon, crushing half a virtual sky, and trying to annihilate Ye Chen on the spot.

Ye Chen sneered, going up against the sky, fusing thousands of mysterious methods with one punch, and flowing the scriptures between his palms and fingers, with a punch that was unmatched, and shattered the quasi-holy king soldier.

The sound of vomiting blood suddenly sounded, the five saints of the Yang family flew on the spot, and the weak flew.

At this instant, Ye Chen stepped down to kill a saint with one step, Chixiao sword in hand, one sword cut off his primordial god, and then turned his palms, crushing the second saint into flying ash, the third The saint has not yet stabilized his body, and has been pierced by the Shenhai Yuanshen.

The fourth saint was the worst, only to stand firm. He could not say a word in the future, but was smashed into a mud by Ye Chen. Yuan Shen fled out, but he could not escape the annihilation.

"My ancestors saved me." The fifth saint hurriedly fled in the direction of King Yang Zhunsheng.

"Go?" Ye Chen sneered, a sword of Fengshen, pierced his head, and Yuanshen died.

Heaven and earth, at this instant the frame is fixed, blood mist is diffused, filled with high sky, death is generally silent.

The Yang family's strong men, the Zhou family, the people watching the theater, and even the Yang family Zhunsheng Wang were shocked, but ten moments before and after, one quasi-sage, even beheaded six saints.

What kind of combat power is this, he is a quasi-sacred king? Everyone thought so.

Ye Chen shook up, stood in the void, and looked at King Yang Zhunsheng with interest.

"You know what your move means today." King Yang Zhunsheng said coldly.

"I don't know." Ye Chen drank out the hip flask and drank leisurely, "but it doesn't matter."

"Very good." Wang Yangzhun Sheng smiled, "Grateful today, the old man took note."

With that said, the Yang Family Zhunsheng King turned, and he was a grand prince, and did not fight Ye Chen.

It is strange that Ye Chen is too weird. The quasi-sage has destroyed six saints. He has reason to believe that Ye Chen is a demon. He needs to step back and call the other two quasi-sacred kings in the family to suppress them.

However, he did want to go, but Ye Chen would agree, blocking his way in one step, yo-yo's words, and resounding through the heavens again, "Here you come, you don't need to go back!"

As soon as this word came out, the audience was shocked, "What is this to do, and the One Saint wants to destroy the King Saint?"

"It's really arrogant." Yang Junzhe Wang was furious, and Ling Tian broke down with a palm of silence.

"I have arrogant capital." Ye Chen ascended the sky in one step.

"Kill." The sacred King of the Yang Family snarled, the blood hole in his chest recovered instantly, and a cold thunder shot from the eyebrow shot straight to Ye Chen Shenhai, who wanted to smash Ye Chen's true body in one shot.

Ye Chen ignored it, didn't hide, didn't dodge, and didn't defend, letting that Ray Mang shoot into Shenhai.

There are Chaos Ding, Emperor's Duke, Danzu Dragon Soul and Phoenix Immortal Guardian, Yang Family Zhunsheng King's Yuanshen Leimang, far from hurting him, he has enough capital to regret the blow.

The prince of the Yang family changed suddenly, and a quasi-sanity ignored the attack of the quasi-sanity's Yuanshen.

In this brief breath, Ye Chen had already killed him in an instant, and he did not wait for the King Yang Zhunsheng to respond. There was a sacred ray shot from the center of his eyebrow.

King Yang Zhunsheng was injured on the spot and was caught off guard. The sea of ​​God suddenly buzzed and his head was about to burst. Yuan Shenzhen was severely damaged. His eyes were blackened and blood bleed.

Ye Chen battled with great power. One sword cut off one of his arms and turned his palm again, crushing the other half of his body, and tearing out his **** spine.

Seeing this **** picture, everyone who looked at it took a breath of air, which was too natural. A quasi-sacred king, who was beaten face to face, was so miserable.

The roar and roar shuddered the sky, Yang Jia Zhunsheng stepped back, restored his broken body, and turned his face to evil spirits. He immediately moved the holy king soldier, and Ling Tian suppressed Ye Ye.

Ye Chen was as strong as ever. He regretted the holy king soldier with his bare hands and was shocked to the heart of the Quartet.

The war started, the world was turbulent, and the rain was pouring. Ye Chenru was a **** of eight wastelands. The sacred king soldiers fighting all the way wiped out the gods, and the sage king Yang Jiazhun fighting all the way couldn't lift his head.

The top battle was in full swing, and the bottom was very lively. Xu Nuoyan slid in from the side, and the Yang Jiaqiangs who were still watching in horror were smashed by their swords.

"Yue ... Yueer?" The Lord of the Zhou Family was stunned, how could he not recognize his daughter.

"If the Yang family doesn't give a way to live, then they will never die." Xu Nuoyan's tone was cold and her bones, the fairy sword bloomed in her hands, and another piece of the Yang family was cut into blood mist.

"Kill." The ancestors of the Zhou family, the Lord of the Zhou family, and the Zhun Sheng of the Zhou family drank in anger, and a swarm of bees swooped over. The Yang family didn't give the way to live, so they killed, even if they were exterminating the tribe. They had to kill before they died. Resentment erupted at this moment, with all kinds of murderous powers.

Yang Jiaqiang was ravaged. Their six saints have been destroyed. The ancestors of the quasi-sacred king are fighting above, and the rest are only quasi-sacred and the imperial realm. The Zhou family has three sages who are injured and not in the peak state. , But still far stronger than the quasi-sage monks.

At the scene, it became the blood of the slaughter.

Outside the mansion, the enthusiasm of those who watched the battle was boiling, and many of them had rushed in to chop two knives. Most of them were oppressed by the Yang family in recent years, and their hearts were breathless.

However, the impulse turned to impulse, but no one took action. How profound the Yang family is, there are two quasi-sacred kings in the family. If this one is killed, it must be blood robbery.