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Chapter 1416 For myself, for China!

Looking at the terrifying figures that looked like gods.

At that moment, all the entire Lincheng, the entire Tiannan, the entire China, and even the entire earth, were collectively silent for this scene!

This silence was instantly replaced by endless horror!

In order to deal with Ye Chen, the eight major external immortal sects have sent 100 powerful people this time, and the lowest cultivation level is the early stage of the God Transformation!!!

An ordinary immortal monk is like a fairy who is hard to find!

However, there are hundreds of people appearing at the same time now!

How can this not make everyone shocked and their scalp numb?

At that moment, everyone's hearts twitched violently after seeing this scene through live broadcasts and satellite monitoring.

Seeing such a lineup, even if there were a very small number of Chinese people who had hope for Ye Chen, they were in despair at this moment.

"This...how is this possible..."

The old master of Longhu Mountain and others who came to the scene twitched violently, and almost made such a similar incredible and roar from their trembling throats.

One hundred god-transforming period.

Even if you gather the power of China, you can't get it together!

However, they were just trying to deal with Ye Chen!

"It's over, everything is over..."

Countless people closed their eyes in despair.

"My surname is Ye, you are now in a disaster..."

Seeing this, Fang Mingde and his grandson outside laughed gloatingly, as if they had seen Ye Chen's miserable end.

Jinling, an ordinary high school, in the fifth class of senior high school, the spacious classroom is full of people

Above the huge projector, there was a picture above Jiulong Bay, especially the appearance of the 100 powerful people in the God Transformation Stage, which directly made the entire classroom quiet.

"You all have a good look. This battle is an unprecedented one on my earth. One is the legend of our country in China, and the other is the eight extraterritorial immortal gates that have come to Earth with great force!"

On the podium, a middle-aged man with a national face said in a deep voice: "Although many of you have just stepped into the threshold of practice, you can learn a lot from this war."

The dozens of students below did not say a word, staring at the shocking scene above the huge projector.

If Ye Chen was present, he would definitely find that the man and woman sitting in the last row were Ye Chi and Yang Xue who he had seen last time.

At this moment, Yang Xue and Ye Chi's expressions were extremely complicated because they found that the man named Ye Nankuang was the white-haired young man they saw last time.

"Teacher Mo, this is simply a battle without any suspense. What else do you want us to see?"

In the quiet classroom, there was a handsome boy dressed in a maverick smiled disdainfully: "This Ye Nankuang is dead this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately received the consent of many people.

"Wen Hao is right. I heard from my dad that Ye Nan was involved in the eight major extraterritorial immortal sects this time. What is he going to fight against?"

"If you want me to tell me, this Ye guy is overestimating his ability..."

"Don't say that, I heard that the person named Ye was once the number one person on earth..."

Hearing these sounds, he mocked Ye Chen in an unpleasant way. Ye Chi, who was sitting in the last row, suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, as if the person he loved the most was slandered.

He immediately roared: "Shut up!!!"

A boy named Wen Hao looked at him coldly: "Ye Chi, what are you doing?"

Even the others couldn't help looking at Ye Chi.

Ye Chi clenched his fists, looked at him with red eyes, and said word by word: "I! No! Please! You say that! Ye! Uncle! Uncle!! Bad words!"

He didn't know why he was so angry, but his feeling was that he didn't want Ye Chen to be slandered.

"Baoshi, you have rebelled against you, how dare you threaten me?"

Wen Hao's face turned cold, and he immediately slapped the table and said with a sneer: "Whoever is surnamed Ye will definitely die today. I said, "Baoshi, what can you do to me?"

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, this ruler shot from the podium and knocked Wen Hao to the ground.

It was Teacher Mo who was on the podium who took action.

Wen Hao covered the red and purple ring ruler on his face and stared at Teacher Mo with a gloomy face: "Mo Wenshan, do you dare to be this young master? Do you know..."

"Kneel down!!!"

Teacher Mo burst out with his cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment Stage, directly suppressing the former to the ground, shocking everyone.

He looked around everyone and said loudly: "Ye Nankuang is a legend of our country. He has also made contributions to our country. It is also his promotion of practice. What qualifications do you, a group of juniors, have blasphemed him?!!"

Teacher Mo looked at the faces and almost roared: "I have taught you to remember the righteousness of our ancestors every day. Have you heard of the dog's belly?"

"But remember, thirteen years ago, how many people went outside the earth to fight against the great enemy regardless of life and death? Who used his tragic blood to win the opportunity for negotiation for our earth?"

"Do you know that the corpses and loyal souls of the ancestors of our country are buried in the vast starry sky, and the unyielding roars of the ancestors echoing?!"

"A young man is strong, China is strong. What is strong? The first thing that is strong is character and character. I, Mo Wenshan, don't want to teach a group of selfish people who are ungrateful and only know how to kneel down and lick your enemies!!!"

Faced with his first roar of disobedience, the huge classroom suddenly became silent, and many children showed grief and ashamed.

Only the boy named Ye Chi clenched his fist, stared at the projector with uneasy eyes, biting his lips and said, "Uncle, you must win, for yourself and for China!!!"

...

Meanwhile, over Kowloon Bay.

Hundreds of powerful men from the eight immortal sects outside the domain stepped quietly in the void, staring at the Jiulong Bay below without saying a word, only the overwhelming murderous intent and coldness swept over everything.

The heaven and earth are silent for it, quiet as if dead.

Everyone solidified collectively.

Even Su Yuhan, Ye Hai and others beside Ye Chen could not help but feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar, with their faces pale.

Even Su Youwei is no exception.

And anyone who knows Ye Chen is full of infinite despair and no longer has any hope.

Ye Chen looked as usual, his eyes calmly stared at the void, and there, he slowly walked out of the seven figures.

These seven figures include men, women, monks and Taoists, and are dressed in different ways, but the invisible pressure emitted from them is like a vast ocean, even the ninety-three figures behind them will be overshadowed.

Seven people stepped out, leading a young man in a blood-colored robe. The young man looked as handsome as a monster, and the long blood-colored river above his head, like a young demon god standing tall.

"Ye Nankuang!"
Chapter completed!
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