Zhang Zifang just rushed into the group of Transformation Gods and punched a Transformation God in the entry realm. Under the power of the fist, there were many casualties and injuries. Just when he was about to show his skills, a sudden pressure enveloped his whole body, greatly affecting his actions. It was as if he was caught by thousands of devils, and it became difficult to move.

"not good!"

He struggled hard for a few times, and found that he could not break free, and immediately looked horrified.

"Ha ha!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family who had achieved great success in the realm of God Transformation, saw Zhang Zifang being bound, and suddenly laughed wildly: "You should show your Dharma body and let everyone see your true face. From ancient times to the present, I, Zhao Yin, have never heard of the person who transforms into God as a slave, so I am very curious about who you are."

"snort!"

Zhang Zifang snorted, "Aren't you afraid that I will show my Dharma body and take your life?"

Just kidding, he is the ninth elder of the Xuandi Sect. Although he is also a great achievement of the God Transformation Realm, the magic weapons he uses have already been some of the martial arts and even his cultivation level above this Zhao family ancestor who is also a great achievement of the God Transformation Realm.

The Dharma body has not appeared, like a dragon resting in front of the beach, making it impossible to exert its cultivation, which has led to the Zhao family's ancestor sacrificed its Dharma body, and a pressure was released, which could bind him.

If Zhang Zifang sacrifices his Dharma body, it is equivalent to a dragon entering the sea, which can bring about storms. Not to mention a mere ancestor of the Zhao family, even the remaining twenty gods of transformation are not enough for him to kill him alone! The elders of the Xuandi Sect are not decorations, and cannot be compared with the ancestors of these Tianjun families.

Of course, these are just the ancestors of the second-rate Tianjun family. If they were the ancestors of the top Tianjun family, they might not be able to beat him Zhang Zifang.

After all, there are experts in the people, and phoenixes can be produced in small shops.

"Then you sacrifice your Dharma body and let me see your true face and see if you have that ability."

The ancestor of the Zhang family sneered.

He was very curious about which heavenly king who had achieved great success in the realm of God Transformation was willing to be a slave to Ye Beiming, and he wanted to know the answer.

"Don't force me!"

Zhang Zifang struggled a few more times, and his inability to break free made him extremely angry.

He really wanted to sacrifice his Dharma body and tear the bastard's hand.

But!                                                              �

After all, there were tens of thousands of people present, and more than one million people were watching the battle in the distance. If the Dharma body appears, it will definitely be recognized. Once it is known, the Ninth Elder of the Xuandi Sect will be a servant for Ye Beiming and will be storm and storm when it is passed on to the Xuandi Sect.

At that time, not only would Xuandi Sect lose all face because of him and be ridiculed by the people of the world, but it would also make Xuandi Sect angry and devote all the strength of the entire sect to kill him and Ye Chen.

Not only that, even the Emperor of Heaven and Emperor of God would come out to find him and ask him about the reason for the destruction of the Earth's Partition Sect.

In that case, he thought that for him and Ye Chen, they were both Tianshan egg-pressed and would definitely die! Therefore, even if he was crushed to pieces, he would not show his true identity and become a joke of Jeonbuk Han. Zhang Zifang could not lose that face! "Don't force me."

The ancestor of the Zhao family sneered: "If you don't show your Dharma body again, don't blame me for removing you from the top and letting you die."

"you...!"

Zhang Zifang felt that his lungs were about to explode.

However, considering that Ye Chen would not be helpless, he laughed: "If you have the ability, just take me a lot. If I frown, I will take your surname!"

"Hahaha!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience burst into laughter.

"Brother Zhao, if I guess correctly, this person must have been destroyed and cannot sacrifice his Dharma body. Otherwise, if he really has a Dharma body at the critical moment of life and death, would he not sacrifice his Dharma body to prevent people from knowing his identity?"

An ancestor said.

"I think so too."

Another ancestor said: "What is it to expose his identity compared to life? He would rather die than sacrifice his Dharma body. It is not difficult to conclude that he has indeed lost his Dharma body. He is just a tiger with teeth pulled out. Even if he has the cultivation level of the God Transformation, he cannot use it all. It is okay to bully the God Transformation in the Entry Realm. He can crush him in minutes in front of you and me."

"I think so too!"

"I think so too!"

"I think so too!"

The god-transforming ancestors shouted like this.

"Ha ha!"

The head of the Zhao family suddenly became ecstatic and jumped out, shouting at Ye Chen: "Ye Beiming, you can scare us by using a tiger with a tooth pulled out, so you retreat and spare your life?"

"You were wrong! You were very wrong!"

"Now, as long as my ancestor is in a state of murder, your old servant will definitely die!"

“I’ll ask if you’re afraid?

Do you dare to be arrogant?

Do you talk big or not?

Do you hand over the Zhenwu Sword?

Can't get over it and get to die?"

Ye Chen sneered when he heard this, slowly raised his hand, and with a divine thought, the Zhenwu sword flew out and was held in his hand.

When the Zhenwu sword appeared, the remaining twenty god-transforming ancestors and the eighteen heads of the Heavenly King family all lit up, as if they saw the beauties without clothes, all of them were lit up in golden light.

Seeing this, many people started to talk.

"It seems that Ye Beiming's conspiracy has been discovered and he has no choice but to hand over the Zhenwu Sword."

"A man like him doesn't cry until he sees the coffin. He also wants to use a god who has destroyed his Dharma body to scare the Eighteen Heavenly Kings family. Fortunately, there is a god who has transformed into gods, otherwise he will be scared away by his kid."

"Now even if he handed over the Zhenwu Sword, the Eighteen-Road Heavenly Lords family would probably not be able to save his life, right?"

"..." The ancestor of the Zhao family even laughed wildly: "Ye Beiming, it's too late to hand over the Zhenwu Sword now?"

"I can tear your old servant apart with just a little force, and then grab you with one hand, and you can crush you."

"To put it bluntly, you are the fish on the chopping board now. I slaughter you whatever you want. You can no longer do your life. It is useless to hand over the Zhenwu Sword, but I can leave you a whole body so that you won't die too tragically."

"Hahaha!!!"

The audience burst into laughter, all thinking that Ye Chen's life and death were only in the thoughts of the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Su Qingxuan had already closed her eyes in despair at this moment, feeling that she was a disaster star. If Ye Chen had not met her, she would not have ended like this now.

However, at this moment, Ye Chen slowly spoke: "If God wants to destroy others, he must first make them crazy. Have you been crazy enough?

If I'm crazy enough, I'll send you to hell."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was stunned.

Especially the people from the Eighteenth Road Tianjun family, all looked at each other.

He wants to send us to hell?

True or fake?

Does he have any other trump cards to play?

"snort!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family snorted after hearing this: "Ye Beiming, use whatever ability you have. I want to see if you have, what ability do you have to send us to hell!"

"Oh well."

Ye Chen nodded.

The next second!                                                                                                                             �

"Hahaha!!!"

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Zhao family laughed again: "A mere sixty-six feet of Dharma body is like an ant in my eyes. He dares to threaten to kill us. Didn't he see that I am three hundred and sixty feet of Dharma body?

If you stand before me, you can't reach my vital points!"

But unexpectedly, he just finished speaking.

"Aowoo!"

The four beasts cries sounded, and four images appeared around Ye Chen, turning into four rays of light and pounced on the ancestor of the Zhao family.

"What's this?"

The ancestor of the Zhao family frowned.

But the next second! “Not good!”

He suddenly realized that his hands and feet were controlled by four monsters.

"Get out!"

He shouted violently and released the true energy in his body like a sea. As a result, Zhang Zifang, who was bound by him, was unable to shake back the four monsters. The claws of the four monsters penetrated deep into his limbs, making a scream in pain. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get the four monsters away.

"Help me pull these four monsters away from me! Hurry!!!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family had no choice but to ask for help from the other ancestors.

Just as several ancestors were about to help, a voice sounded from above the nine heavens.

"See if they are fast or my sword is fast!"

After the words came to an end, a loud shout rang out: “Chun!”

Ye Chen swooped down with a huge sword in his hand and slashed towards the Zhao family ancestor.

"No! No!!!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family looked up and saw that his soul was scared. He wanted to dodge but was held back by the four spirits. He could not escape the range of the sword slash. He felt a terrifying sense of crisis of death that suddenly enveloped his whole body, making his heart break, and he couldn't help but scream: "Ye Beiming, I don't want the Zhenwu Sword anymore. Retract the sword quickly. As long as you retract the sword, I will take people away immediately and never be enemies with you again!"

"It's too late!"

Ye Chen shouted loudly and suddenly pressed his sword.

The next second! The giant sword slashed on the Zhao family ancestor.

With a sound of swishing, a golden thread was seen pouring down from the forehead of the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Immediately afterwards.

Boom!                                                              
Chapter completed!