Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Hearing this, Lin Xing raised an eyebrow and drew Ye Chen up and down, "Are you sure you can absolutely kill King Jin Ye?"

"Why not?" Ye Chenyou laughed.

"Who the **** are you?" Lin Xing stared at him for a minute. "We two, have you met?"

"We're better than my little brother, babbling, don't you know?"

In a word, Lin Xing almost jumped.

The younger brothers have all moved out, and without Ye Chen saying, he has already guessed, because of the nonsense, the whole world, as far as they know, the one in front is Ye Chen's bitch.

"Miss me?" Ye Chen blinked.

"I'll say it! Why it's so strong, it was your kid." Lin Xing grinned and sighed, and his expression was wonderful enough. If it weren't for Ye Chen's words, he would still be in the drum at this moment. It is Ye Chen's hidden ability, more mysterious than before.

As Ye Chen, he was not surprised at all.

The existence of the desolate ancient holy body, the cruel people of the world, compared with the record, there are no ancients and no comers. Compared with the slaughter of the emperor in the past, these are all small and noisy.

"Speed, lend me an imperial soldier." Ye Chen urged.

"Why isn't it a good idea? Zhundi is better than Zhundi soldiers."

"If I could get through, would I be so miserable?"

"Can't communicate, it's fresh." Lin Xing touched his chin.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, give me the emperor soldier."

"Remember to return me." Lin Xing brushed his hand and sent the Jundi Bing into the space. With a look of reluctance, his heart hurt a lot. I felt that the Jundi had given Ye Chen nothing to lose. It is said that the Eucharist is a two-faced face. Borrowing things never pays back. Eight achievements are true.

"Get it!" Ye Chen took it and turned without a shadow.

From the beginning to the end, the people on the wall did not notice his existence.

Lin Xing sighed again, secretly Ye Chen won the sky.

Here, Ye Chen has left the ancient city, hiding in the void, covering the opportunity with Zhou Tian. From the void, he sneaked close to the Honghuang people. With a pair of eyes, he stared at the king of gold.

Look at the Honghuang people, and still roar.

At first glance, the black silhouette was like crazy dogs, mad because of Ye Chen.

In particular, the face is the most fierce.

In this battle, his Dai people suffered the most casualties. At least dozens of great saints were destroyed before and after.

Arrived, nothing was caught.

Naturally, there is one of them, but it is in a good mood.

The goods are the King of King Jin, and the Honghuang tribe does not eat, but he is a beneficiary. One emperor is stripped away and he has a quasi-empire soldier. In total, he made a lot of money.

However, even so, he is still not satisfied.

Thinking of Ye Chen's treasures, he was inexplicably distressed, especially the mace, which was able to resist the separation of Emperor Dao. It was absolutely extraordinary. Unfortunately, as Ye Chen exploded, the treasures turned into flying ash.

In the void, Ye Chen arrived.

He was cautious, impervious to the slightest breath, and slowly approached the king of gold.

He didn't stop until he was one foot away from King Wang Jin.

It is ridiculous that none of the Honghuang people present was aware of it, and most of them would not have thought that the person who had previously exploded was still alive, and without the vigilance, he could not keep up.

The whole process, only Lin Xing can see clearly, heartbeat.

You should know that Ye Chen's actions are taking a lot of risks. However, if the Honghuang people notice that the consequences are unthinkable, the previous tragedy will be re-enacted, and it will be impossible to escape.

"Let's go." Lengheng, the dreadhead, immediately left and headed straight for the ancient city.

The Qiang strongmen followed the crowd.

The people on the wall frowned when they saw it.

The other party said that it was good to come to participate in the auction. However, depending on the lineup and posture, which one came to Taobao, it clearly came to find the difference. If not, it will kill in the ancient city.

"Go, go to the city to drink." Jin Yan Wang smiled and turned, holding a paper folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted, playful and abusive, can be described as full.

Of course, as soon as he lifted his feet, he felt the cold wind raging behind him.

Instantly, he turned around again.

On his face, he saw a killing sword, stabbed out of nowhere, as fast as a gloomy, fast as lightning, the most important thing is that the sword's killing, cold and stern bone, its power, destroys the dead.

The king of Jinyu changed his color, his eyes were prominent, and his pupils tightened.

He is unbelievable, he does n’t even know that someone is hiding in the void, and his peak saint is unaware of it. All he knows is that this sword is aimed at his primordial god. Even before they stabbed him, he felt pain in Yuan Shen, and was about to crack.

The desire to survive prompted him to step back in a flash of light and flint.

However, his speed is still slow.

The distance is so short, and the opponent's sword is so fast, there is no way to avoid it.

puff!

Blood was shining, scarlet.

Ye Chen, a sword of wind and god, penetrated the head of King Jin Mao on the spot. This sword was indeed a lore, a combination of many lore secrets, and a blessing of chaos. The power was absolutely overbearing.

King Jin Mao was settled, Shenhai collapsed, and Yuanshen was buried.

When life and death were lingering, his extremely dim eyes were extremely prominent.

At this point, he saw and saw who attacked, wasn't it the same person who had previously exploded? At the last moment, he just realized that Hong Huang was being played, and the playing was turned around.

"Go all the way." Ye Chen indifferent.

Although King Jin Mao wanted to speak, but he was powerless, the Yuanshen was gone, and the only remaining body was lying down straight, with shock and depression, and went to the local government to report.

At this instant, heaven and earth seemed to freeze, and the horror was quiet.

Whether it is the Honghuang people outside the city, or the people on the city wall, they have collectively stunned.

That's a peak saint, so it's been seconds?

Everyone did not respond.

Blame it all, all of this, in an instant, came too abruptly.

The most ridiculous thing is that they don't know who made it.

The only one who knows the truth is Lin Xing, who is secretly clamoring, and the hanging heart finally puts it down and destroys the King of Jin, the threat is gone, then the next step is to kill the Quartet.

Asshole!

Thousands of silences were finally broken by the head of Jin Mao, and he suddenly raised his hand and pressed to that space.

Ye Chen was a thief and slipped out before the space broke.

Not only that, but he also took away the storage bag of King Jin Ye. The man died, the baby is still there, and the former emperor soldier who was stripped off is still King Jin Ye? How can there be no reason to withdraw.

His appearance made Hong Huang and Ren Xiu a mess.

"I ... I read it right!" A young man opened his mouth.

"Don't you have blew yourself up, I'm still alive?"

"Obviously, it was his Taoism or Dharma body that had previously blew himself up." A man cultivated his elder's mouth, said a word to break the mystery, his tone was both joy and shock, and his old bones were very excited.

"And this God's operation?" Ren Xiu was in an uproar, and his heart was shaking. If he had been previously detected by the flood or failure to assassinate, then he would die without doubt, and he was fighting with his life!

"It's such a brave adventure."

"Impossible, this is impossible." Compared to Ren Xiu, the face of the Honghuang tribe was extremely ugly, his face was as evil as a ghost, and he screamed wildly, but was played by a holy king.

"Kill, kill the king." The dread leader drank violently, wielding the killing sword Yao Yao, pointing to the sky.

"Kill, kill my king." The leader of Jin Mao was also angry. If it was an ordinary saint who was destroyed, it would be better, but it was the king of Jin Yao who was destroyed! Know more about the separation of the emperor's Tao, and God's assistance to ordinary characters, so destroyed, would not be angry.

Under the orders of the two heads, thousands of great saints of the two races entered the sky.

"Wanjian Chaozong." Ye Chen's words, Jiu Xiaoxiao, cold and dull.

He has waved his sword, and his sword is below his finger, and his own supernatural powers have been moved. He has absolutely dominated the large-scale attack. One sword turned into a thousand swords, and the howling sounds were harsh. Each sword was indestructible.

Suddenly, the two great saints who were killed against the sky and the sword rain falling from the sky collided.

puff! puff! puff!

A great saint was penetrated, and blood flowers bloomed.

Blood stained the sky.

Seeing that, other races also participated in it. Thousands of great saints were listed in the sky of the Quartet. Ye Chen moved the group to attack the big moves. They were not stupid. Standing too high was a living target.

Thousands of great saints, collective attacks, or indiscriminate attacks, how spectacular the scene.

Looking away, hundreds of millions of swords will be cleared up all night, and the sky will be full of piercings.

Ye Chen sneered, not hiding or flashing, but fell from the sky.

puff! puff! puff!

His sacred body was pierced again and again, but it was restored to the fullest extent under the return of the Cause.

Resilience is overbearing, which is his hard steel capital.

He descended from the sky and entered the enemy's battlefield with a strong word. Without a word, he slashed his sword and slashed the Great Sacred Holiness, flying all over the sky and repairing to the weak Great Sage. He died on the spot and completely died.

Two quasi-empire guards, he was more fierce than before.

kill!

Thousands of great saints in the flood wilderness came from the Quartet, like a tide.

Ye Chen was not afraid. At this moment, he conquered Zhou Tian's evolution, and the cape he wore also exploded. The blood of the Eucharist exploded like a blaze of flames, and looked as if the sun was shining. In the world, Jin Chancan is too dazzling to dare to look straight.

Holy ... Eucharist?

The people on the city walls were shocked collectively. The golden blood was the best symbol. The origin of the Eucharist, from the beginning to the sun, is hard to imitate any kind of blood in the world.

No one would think that the man with the cape is the legendary barbaric holy body.

For a while, the expression of people's cultivation became extremely wonderful.

For a time, Ren Xiu also understood why Ye Chen was so domineering that he had the combat power of slaughtering the sacred and killing the peak sage. Now it seems that they are not surprised at all.

People can see that there is no truth to the Honghuang people.

Ye Chen, Ye Chen again!

The roar shook the earth, and the Honghuang people went mad, their looks even more embarrassing. For many years, the people who died in Ye Chen's hands went from being the emperor to the prince. It's endless, and now seeing Ye Chen again, all his anger is broken.