"It's you... you will pay the price of bleeding." Ye Chen smiled slowly, his divine eyes flashing with bright golden light.

"Overbial power." The purple-robed quasi-emperor sneered, suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Chen the next day. The quasi-emperor level was under great pressure, and his palm was like a mountain, suppressing Xutian, and the space of the crushing burst.

"It's enough to destroy you." Ye Chen snorted coldly, stepped forward, shattered the sky, and punched Bahuang, accommodated thousands of magical powers, transformed into Tai Chi, and evolved into Wuji.

The palms and fists collided, shattering the sky and the earth, and the mountains around them collapsed.

However, what shocked the Sifang was that the quasi-emperor-level old man in purple robe was fisted back by Ye Chen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Twist...twist!" Too many people were stunned and a little confused.

"That kid is obviously just a saint, but he can defeat the quasi-emperor."

"It must be borrowing external force." An old man stroked his beard, "The best proof was that arrow that could be crushed before."

There were constant surprises, and too many old quasi-emperors narrowed their eyes slightly.

As a quasi-emperor level, I can see it the most clearly. I have indeed borrowed external forces, and it is the weapon of the Supreme Emperor and the emperor's natal magic weapon.

Since he is an extremely Dao Emperor's soldier, Ye Chen's identity is easy to guess.

In the spiritual world, there are only two people with the Great Emperor’s Soldiers, one is Ye Chen and the other is Ming Jue, and the imperial weapon is there.

But no matter which of them is, the consequences are very bad.

Because, the two are good friends, no matter which one you recruit, it is equivalent to provoking two people, and there is no difference in essence.

On the other side, the purple-robed quasi-emperor stopped his figure, with a pair of stern eyes staring at Ye Chen, "The Emperor's Soldier."

"You can see this." Ye Chenyou smiled.

"Who are you?" the old man in purple robe said coldly.

"You guess." Ye Chen said, and he shrank into an inch of the ground and killed him without saying anything. The Bahuang Fist was extremely domineering.

The purple robe quasi-emperor changed his expression and hurriedly used his shield armor to attack.

However, his shield armor was so weak that it was vulnerable to Ye Chen, and it was blown up, and even he was shocked and vomited blood.

"Why do you really want to die?" This guy was annoyed and his anger shook the world. He was a quasi-emperor and was furious.

"It's not that you never die, but that you die." Ye Chen's murderous intent was cold, and his body came again in an instant, and his six meridians were silent.

Blood splattered, and a blood hole was poked out in the chest of the purple-robed quasi-emperor, and the terrifying murderous aura also rushed into his body.

Ye Chen did not stop, chased and fought all the way, with his magical powers and secret techniques one after another, and he beaten the purple robe quasi-emperor to blood and bones.

The sky trembled, the space collapsed in pieces, and suddenly became chaotic.

The purple robe quasi-emperor roared, his hair was disheveled, and his face was fierce, but he couldn't stop Ye Chen from attacking. He was fucked so hard that he couldn't raise his head.

The spectators were all swallowing. Even though they borrowed external forces, this... was a bit scary. That was the quasi-emperor!

"You won't come out now, when will you wait?" The purple-robed quasi-emperor fought and retreated and shouted loudly, his voice spreading all over the sky.

However, no one paid attention to him, let alone lend a helping hand.

It’s not that I don’t want to care, but I don’t dare to care. Even though I know there are the Emperor’s soldiers, who will come up to find excitement unless I feel life is too long.

"Together to suppress him and divide his origin and the weapons of the Emperor's Sword." Seeing that no one was rescued, the purple-robed quasi-emperor shouted again.

Don’t say that, as soon as these words came out, the quasi-emperor hidden in the dark was moved, and his old eyes were shining brightly.

"You can watch the show, don't feel uncomfortable." Feeling the hidden murderous aura in all directions, Ye Chen's words were sonorous. This time he warned that if someone moves, he will never be polite.

"The opportunity is rare." The purple-robed quasi-emperor did not give up, but was still screaming and yelling, summoning strong people from all directions to help the battle.

"I'm not honest." Ye Chen cursed and attacked with a sword.

"Suppress me." The purple-robed quasi-emperor shot a divine light between his eyebrows, turning into a bronze mirror with divine patterns engraved with thunder. It was his natal quasi-emperor weapon, with divine lights thousands of ways, like a scorching sun.

This weapon is very fierce, with divine lights piercing through nothingness, which can be said to be destroyed and destroyed. The Great Sage's scalp became numb when he saw it.

"The quasi-emperor weapon is very sluggish?" Ye Chen sneered, waved his sword and slashed.

There will always be embarrassing things. The purple-robed quasi-emperor's natal weapon was cut by Ye Chen's sword, just like cutting tofu.

One imperial weapon, one quasi-imperial weapon, is suppressed at an absolute level, and even the quasi-imperial weapon is difficult to resist the extreme Dao Emperor weapon.

The natal weapon was broken, the purple-robed quasi-emperor was backfired, the divine body collapsed, blood squirted, retreated, and blood squirted wildly.

"I'm honest now?" Ye Chen came to kill, and his eyebrows burst into a ray of light. It was the divine sorrow of the nine-way united divine spirit, specializing in the soul.

The purple-robed quasi-emperor was hit on the spot, the sea of ​​gods buzzed, and his head was about to explode. It was not that Ye Chen's soul was powerful, but that the attack melted the power of the emperor. Even at the quasi-emperor level, he was severely injured.

"In the next life, don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with." Ye Chen's eyes shone coldly, and a sword of Feng Shen came straight to his eyebrows.

"No...no...no..." The old man in purple robe had his eyes prominently, his pupils also tightened, and he was also afraid of death at the quasi-emperor level.

In an instant, he felt his body fall into the ice cave, his mind was swept into the bottomless abyss, and the breath of death covered his whole body.

However, in the flash of lightning, a faint light suddenly appeared and hit Ye Chen's emperor sword in his hand without bias.

The sword path deviated instantly, and it was a killer sword, but it only wiped the shoulders of the purple robe quasi-emperor and stabbed it, and its power was exhausted.

The purple robe quasi-emperor fled in a hurry and fled out, his face extremely pale. If someone had not rescued him, he would have gone to the underworld.

Ye Chen did not chase after him, but looked sideways and glanced at the West Xutian.

There, there was a black shadow that seemed to appear and was unpredictable, sometimes illusory, sometimes solid. Looking at his face without asking for it, only the eyes were cold and silent, shining with a faint light.

It was a quasi-emperor, and he was the one who stood on the mountain opposite Ye Chen before... the black-robed quasi-emperor was extremely terrifying.

"Senior, I want to get in a slap, too?" Ye Chen smiled leisurely.

"Forgive others if you can forgive me." The black-robed quasi-emperor said indifferently.

"What if I have to kill him?" Ye Chen looked at the other party with a smile.

"Young juniors are really arrogant." He spoke without a black robe, and then snorted coldly, with great majesty.

After saying that, someone in Xutian in the East transformed into a shadow.

The man was an old man in a white robe, a real quasi-emperor. His cultivation and combat power were not inferior to that of a black robe quasi-emperor.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. My friend is too murderous." In the sky in the north, a golden robe quasi-emperor appeared.

"The murderous thought is too strong, and it is difficult to achieve the right result." Nanfang Tianxiao, the fourth quasi-emperor appeared, with a strong silver robe. The quasi-emperor's power crushed the sky and the earth, and even steadily overwhelmed the black robe's quasi-emperor.

"Kill, kill again!" The purple-robed quasi-emperor smiled fiercely, his eyes full of fierceness, and he looked at Ye Chen with gritted teeth.

"Oh my God! Five quasi-emperor level, that person is afraid he will kneel!" The spectators from all directions looked at him from a distance, his heart trembling.

"Several quasi-emperor seniors really look down on me." Ye Chen said, and gently patted the dust on his shoulder, "It seems that he doesn't plan to let me leave alive."

"Put down the Emperor's Sword, you can leave peacefully." The white-robed quasi-emperor stroked his beard, his divine eyes were as quiet as water, standing in the sky. He was truly a fairy-like Taoist style, and his Taoist essence was natural.

"How can I release the imperial weapon from the family? "Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief at the Emperor's Sword. After that, he wiped it with his sleeve, and the sword body was shiny.

"Since that's the case, we will be destroyed today..." The Golden Robe Quasi Emperor scolded coldly, but before he finished speaking, he stopped again.

It’s not his fault, it’s just because... Ye Chen turned his head and ran away.

Yes, I ran away and started to escape, with my own turtle spirit.

The five quasi-emperors were stunned for a second, and the spectators from all sides were also stunned. They saw Ye Chen so calm before, thinking they wanted to pick six, but in a panic, the guy actually ran away.

There is no warning! Even the five quasi-emperors did not react.

It is worth mentioning that the guy ran away very quickly, like a stream of light, and with a whoosh, there was no shadow.

"Chasing." After a breath of a daze, the purple-robed quasi-emperor was the first to chase and kill him. The hatred had already formed. Let Ye Chen live. Sooner or later, the disaster will never be destroyed. Ye Chen will die. He will be the one who will die in the future.

"Chasing." The black-robed quasi-emperor, the white-robed quasi-emperor, the golden-robed quasi-emperor and the silver-robed quasi-emperor, chased them all the way regardless of order.

They have no grudges with Ye Chen, but they blame the emperor's weapons for being too attractive. With the emperor's weapons, they can dominate the entire spiritual world.

Maybe it is possible to understand the Immortal Art of the Emperor's Dao from the weapon of the Emperor. If you are not careful, it is not impossible to be the emperor.

"Hurry, hurry up." The monks watching the show also rushed like a tide. This would be a big show, no less than the destruction of the Fire Phoenix Clan.
Chapter completed!