Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Ye Chen stepped out of the cave, with him there were also six holy king-level Yin Yinshou, like a javelin sticking behind him, standing neatly in a row, all eyes empty.

He stepped into the virtual sky one step, and gave one of them a command to attack him. He tried the combat power of the holy king-level **** of the dead by himself.

That Yin Yinming is about to move, stepping through the midnight sky, punching through Xun Xutian with one punch, and also fused the secret magic power by himself, the power is overwhelming, and the combat power is even more overbearing.

Ye Chen also suddenly punched, holding the sun and the moon in his hand, which was a peak punch to fight against.

His fists were regretful, the sound of thunder burst, the space shook, and the inch broke. Ye Chen was stepped back by a dozen steps, and every step back, he stepped on the void under his foot.

If it was domineering, Ye Chen laughed, and terminated the command of Yin Yin's death attack. Although it was not comparable to the real monk, but his fist was enough to destroy a quasi-monarch.

This is just a sacred king of the holy king level, if the great holy level is refined, its power will be stronger.

Ye Chen was more energetic. Although the two clans of Peng Peng and Jinwu were strong, he was ready to work with them. He liked to play with yin, and with so many yin and dying, they would be enough to drink a pot.

After receiving the yin dynasty, he found a rock and waited for the little monkey emperor to return.

I do n’t know when I saw someone in the distant sky. I saw the Little Monkey King and the Yak in the distance. The speed was very fast. Only a few moments later, I came to this mountain.

The six people looked funny, all carrying a marijuana bag, all looked like thieves, and Qing Yishui's nose and face were swollen, and it looked like they had been taken out for a meal.

"One hundred, no more, no less." The six of them dropped the storage bags and looked at Ye Chen with dark faces. "Do you know what you want? "

"I borrowed the money to buy it myself, you don't give it!" Ye Chen shook her head and shook her head.

"Okay, I'll take it." The six of them scolded and grinned, all of them wanting to laugh. The material in the sack was sold and was more valuable than 90 million. They chose the latter.

For this reason, when he was stolen from the family, he was found to have been stunned by his own dad, and almost killed him. When he came, he had a snot and a tear. This dad was too good.

"Relax, don't take it for nothing." Ye Chen received a lot of materials and stuffed a pot of wine for the six of them. "I will return one day, this kindness, I remember the old seven."

"Don't pull these useless, say, what are you going to do?" Several people stared at Ye Chen. Although the goods did not seem to tune, once the serious, the thief said scarily.

"Naturally, you have to do something big," Ye Chen said with a long smile. "Soon, I will invite you to enjoy a big play, which is the interest of borrowing these materials. Don't be blind."

"Big event?" The little monkey emperor raised his eyebrows, wondering what Ye Chen was going to do.

"Although I don't know what's happening in your mouth, it must be earth-shaking." The yak boss said, stuffing a storage bag to Ye Chen, "This is a source stone of 90 million yuan. I do n’t want to spend a lot of flowers and do n’t **** go everywhere. "

"Thank you, Brother." Ye Chen smiled, took over Yuan Shi, turned around and set foot on the sky. "Still the same, this kindness, I remember the old seven, he will definitely return."

"Return chicken. Ba." The little monkey emperor pouted, "Just keep my life for Lao Tzu."

"Boss, Lao Qi won't find the Xunpeng Jinwu ethnic group to do it!" Bei Mingyu looked at the yak. ​​"With his perseverance, he must not be able to swallow this breath, and he will probably do so."

"I really don't understand him." The yak took a deep breath, and there was a deep flash of meaning in his eyes. "This time I don't want me to participate, I definitely don't want to make it difficult for us."

Ye Chen left and went to the nearest ancient city. With the help of the teleportation array, he went to the Peacock family.

It was only late at night that he sneaked into the peacock's house and descended on the peak of the peacock.

The Peacock King emerged in the next second, looking at Ye Chen with a strange look. I didn't know Ye Chen was coming in. With a sound, he didn't even see him.

"Senior, I'm here again." Ye Chen smiled, "Isn't this scaring you old man!"

"It's not scary, but your body style has a fight with your ancestors." King Peacock Daming smiled gently. "You can come in and out of the Peacock house at will, you are the first after him."

"I don't want to disturb the other people in the Peacock family. When I come back here, I have something to ask my seniors for help."

"But it doesn't matter." King Peacock sat down. "If you can help, the old man will help."

"For the predecessors, it should not be difficult." Ye Chen sacrificed a big tripod and hung in front of the Peacock King Daming. "The predecessor is the emperor's repair, can he help the younger to refine this sword."

"Queen Emperor Soldier, Burning Sword." Peacock King Ming eyes narrowed, as if recognizing the Burning Sword that was sealed in Dading. After three or two seconds, he frowned slightly at Ye Chen. The ancestor's innate weapon, why are you here? This is a quasi-empire. "

"Ancient ruins, he wanted to kill me, I was chopped." Ye Chen smiled, the cloud was light and light.

"You ... you cut the quasi-perfect emperor?" Rao is the state of mind of the peacock dynasty, and could not help but be surprised. Even if the ancient ruins are suppressed and repaired, they can be suppressed to a quasi-sacred quasi-perfect emperor, which is not a general quasi-perfect The Holy One won them, their combat power is extremely arrogant.

What shocked him was that Ye Chen did it. Such a record is absolutely against the sky.

I don't know if Ye Chen would tell about the slaughter of the Emperor of the Heavens. Will the peacock Daming be scared to cry, it is not the emperor ’s law, but a real emperor.

"Also ask the seniors for help." Ye Chen arched a gift, "the younger ones have a great use for it."

Daming Wang Cixiang smiled, received shocked thoughts, stretched out his hand and caught the silent sword.

The burning silence sword blew, murderous, overflowing, making Ye Chen feel pressure, and his face paled.

However, this kind of pressure can be ignored directly against the emperor-level peacock Daming King, and the ancestor of the silence is not necessarily his opponent, let alone the natal weapon.

The King of Peacock Da Ming really has great magical powers. He banned Sword of Silence, beckoned to pull out the immortal fire and sky thunder from Ye Chen, wrapped the sword of Sword of Silence, and approached the powerful instrumental spirit in the quasi-empire.

Suddenly, he heard the whining sound in the sword, and it was extremely powerful. Ye Chen could see a twisted sword spirit and break away, but he could not escape the imprisonment of the King of Ming, and had to be refined by the strong.

"You guys, you owe me a favor this time." King Peacock Daming, while refining and burning the sword of silence, looked at Ye Chen with a smile. "This kind of kindness, he has to pay back."

"Yes, you must." Ye Chen grinned, "If I can't, let the ancestors return."

"Also ... you still come back!" Peacock Daming Wang Gan laughed and mentioned Ye Chen's ancestors, he was unnatural, he was a cruel man, and his temper was not ordinary and weird. He usually did not say anything. Will become the Lord to see who does what.

He still remembered a tale of the wildness of a thousand years ago. The five restricted areas of the wildness were smashed by six lanes one by one. When he came out, he was still agitated and shocked.

In addition to these, there are 500 years ago, I do not know what the six Taos were crazy, piles of emperors, suspected life by him alone, those prospective emperors, are still retreat at this moment.

"Senior, ask you something." Shen Ming of the Ming Dynasty was broken by Ye Chen. "This southern region can have a powerful killer organization dedicated to assassination."

"Why ask this." King Peacock Damian raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ye Chen.

"Find something about them." Ye Chen laughed. "If the seniors know, they also want to tell the younger."

"There is one powerful killer organization." King Ming didn't ask deeply, and said slowly, "The name of Tian Ming is very mysterious and extremely powerful. The major races in the southern region dare not easily provoke it. The reputation of Tian Ming is still Yes, never missed, the commission they ask for is not high, and ordinary people can't afford it. "

"Tian Ming, that's a good name." Ye Chen smiled, her eyes flashing.

This was also one of his plans. It was a good idea to spend money on murder.

Although he is not a master of the two clans of Jin Wuxunpeng, it is more than enough to assassinate low repairers. If they do not fight, they will be punished. If they do, they will hurt them at all costs.

The King of Peacock did not speak any more, concentrated on refining and burning the sword of silence, and sometimes he glanced at Ye Chen, wondering what this junior was going to do. He always felt that something was going to happen.

Ye Chen did not notice the profound gaze of the peacock ancestor. He was thinking that he must be cautious step by step. After all, he is a powerful race, but he can't lose by accident.

The whining sound in the Burning Sword continued, but it was much weaker. It was not as strong as it was at the beginning. It was a quasi-perfect emperor who practiced it, and his master could not stop it.

Ye Chen had collected his thoughts and looked at it quietly, thinking about the power of burning the sword of silence, and it would surely kill the world. With his assistance of this quasi-employee, this revenge would surely add to the wings.

An hour later, Peacock Daming closed his hand and whisked Sword of Silence to Ye Chen. "Although he is still a quasi-empire, Ke Qi Ling is refined. Its power is greatly reduced. If you use it, Its power will be more limited, and this is the puppet of the realm. "

"Thank you seniors." Ye Chen grinned and couldn't wait to hold the Sword of Burning Silence, a drop of Eucharist blood, and then immersed in the sword.

When he started, he felt the sword heavy, and if he wanted to wave it, he needed to procure the mana essence of the whole body.

Although it does not have a sword spirit, but its sword spirit is still overbearing, even if it can not exert all its power, it is much stronger than the big saint. If you use this sword to kill the enemy, you must have one sword.

"Remember, I owe it to me." King Peacock left, leaving a gentle laugh, and his voice was kind. He also took a deep look at Ye Chen before leaving.

"Remember." Ye Chen smiled, collected the Zhundi soldiers and died, turned and flew out of Xianshan.