As for Fatty Wu, who was in the corpse sect, had a big belly, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were almost narrowed into a slit. What was strange was that this person was actually carried on the back by a golden-armored corpse. Even so, the other party was still exhausted and panting.

"This is more than that. Look again. Zhuang Rui, the young master of the Taoist sect, has arrived. My God, An Miaoyi, the saint of the Witchcraft Sect, and Jiuying, the young master of the Ghost Sect, has also arrived!"

"In addition to the Buddhist Ming Wang Fanzhen who had arrived a long time ago, among the one mountain, two sects and four sects of Kunlun Ruins, except for Zigai Mountain and Sword Sect, the other geniuses of the supreme sect have arrived!"

"Big scene, a big scene!"

Flashes of air-absorbing sounded one after another between the world. At this moment, the eyes of the onlookers were wide open, and their faces were shocked.

The supreme genius gathered together, who can be the king?!!

Seeing so many people appearing, the crowd occasionally cheered, most of whom were disciples from three sects and four sects.

The most exciting thing was Fu Qiuchan and other people from Xingchen Sect. A woman looked at Shang Xingchen in the air with an extremely ignorant look: "Sister Fu, look, Senior Brother Shang is here too!"

"Senior Brother Shang is so handsome!"

Another woman's eyes were also full of spring emotions: "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to see him so close. If he looked at me again, I would be willing to die!"

"Swayhoof, be sexy!"

Fu Qiuchan glared at her angrily, and then looked at Shang Xingchen in the air, with bright colors.

"Senior Brother Shang is really worthy of being the first of the seven true disciples of the Star Clan. His demeanor alone is extraordinary. If he could become a dual-cultural partner with him..."

Yue Kun beside him looked a little ugly when he heard the word "Double Cultivation", but a hint of decay immediately emerged in his heart.

In Xingchen Sect, the three words Shang Xingchen represent the supporters of the entire sect. Not to mention his little inner disciple Yue Kun, even the elder in the sect dared not offend Shang Xingchen.

With the appearance of Shang Xingchen and others, the atmosphere on the scene was completely pushed to a climax. The young master of the Demon Sect, the pink prince, snorted coldly, "The noses of the few are really dog-sniffs!"

Although the One Mountain, Two Sects and Three Sects belong to the supreme sect of Kunlun Ruins, intrigue is inevitable. The older generation will not come forward in person, so the younger generation will compete normally.

Shang Xingchen of Xingchen Sect smiled faintly: "Brother Ying Yuan's words are bad. You came earlier than me. Wouldn't you say that your nose is also a dog's nose?"

"Fatty Master once heard that there is a dog with the most awesome nose and likes to eat shit the most. It seems to be called a pug. Could it be that the red pink prince, you are a pug?" Fatty Wu, who was in the corpse-driven swayed the fat on his face and laughed.

The red pink prince said coldly: "Fatty Wu, are you looking for death?"

"Yes, Fatty Master is here to find shit, the one you are looking for!" Fatty Wu was carried by the golden armored corpse, not afraid at all.

The red pink prince was immediately furious: "You..."

"In my opinion, since you two don't like each other, just fight. The same thing is the case, don't make a noise!" Jiuying, the young master of the Ghost Sect, smiled, fearing that the world will not be in chaos.

Seeing that the few people fought as usual as they always met, Tuoba Long, the senior brother of the Lingfu Sect, frowned and said, "Okay, two, I'm waiting for you today, I'm not listening to your quarrel!"

After speaking, he looked directly at Ye Chen: "Brother, you will crazily slaughter the geniuses of more than a dozen forces in Kunlun Ruins. Don't you plan to give us an explanation?"

"good!"

The saint of the Witchcraft Sect took a step forward, his body was full of spiritual energy, and there were two small snakes, one black and one white, spitting out a letter on his shoulders.

An extremely cold voice rang out: "The forces such as Qingtian Sect, Xueyang Temple, and Glacier Valley are all vassals of us. If you kill like this, can you not take us seriously?"

Ye Chen smiled: "In your words, if they are allowed to kill me, I will not be allowed to fight back? If they were not coveting my things, why would they die?"

"Brother!"

The young master of the Taoist sect, Zong Rui, smiled slightly, looked at Ye Chen and said lightly: "How can you end like this after you agreed to have not competed with Zhuang before, Ye Wushuang's sword?"

Speaking of this, he shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Zhuang now gives you a chance. As long as you hand over Ye Wushuang's sword and follow me back to Daomen Siju cliff to face the wall for twenty years, you may be able to save your life."

"Just let him go?"

The red pink prince sneered and looked at Ye Chen with a cold look: "The young master of Lihuo Sect, under my Demon Sect, died at your hands. As the saying goes, one life will be saved. This person will die today, and Ye Wushuang's sword should also belong to my Demon Sect!"

I heard that every genius came for Ye Chen, and the people around me looked at Ye Chen at this moment and became extremely gloating.

"This person is also unlucky. He actually made these supreme geniuses come together, otherwise no one could suppress him!"

"It's worth killing more than a dozen geniuses in a row, even if this person dies now, it's just a pity..."

No one was optimistic about Ye Chen. In fact, standing in front of him at this moment was the supreme genius of the entire Kunlun Ruins. Just one person was enough to sweep the entire Kunlun Ruins younger generation, and even some old-fashioned strong men were not their opponents.

Yue Kun in the crowd sneered: "That guy is dead!"

"This person can kill more than a dozen geniuses in a row, but he is too silly and lawless!" Fu Qiuchan shook his head secretly.

Only Fu Qingqing clenched his little pink fist and looked at Ye Chen's face covered by the hat in surprise: "I hope you are not Brother Ye..."

Seeing Ye Chen not speaking, the young master of Taoist sect, Zong Rui frowned and said, "Brother, I wonder how you are thinking? Zhuang's patience is limited."

"I have something to be puzzled!"

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back and glanced at the supreme genius: "For a top-quality spiritual soldier, you are mobilizing a large number of troops like this. I'm afraid this so-called top-quality spiritual soldier is not simple, right?"

The young master of the Taoist sect, an existence who practiced the Dharma, was trying hard to get the unparalleled sword, but even the other supreme geniuses appeared one after another.

It would be fake to say there is nothing wrong with it.

As he finished speaking, Zong Rui and others' pupils shrank, and they looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"You're the one with Zhuang, you're still as stingy as before. Why do you need to talk nonsense to him and kill him directly? Isn't the thing belonging to us?"

The young master of the Demon Sect, the prince Hongfen, smiled coldly, and the red light was lit on his body, like an ancient ferocious beast reviving, trying to destroy everything.

He stepped out, and the red light soared into the sky, turning into a bloody afterimage and heading straight for Ye Chen. The cultivation level of the false emperor was undoubtedly revealed.

"That's the blood nerve, the blood nerve of the Demon Sect. Unexpectedly, the Red Pink Prince actually cultivated the blood nerve to the second level, and the state of returning to the same blood!"

"The Prince of Red Pink takes action himself, that kid is over now!"
Chapter completed!