"It's me." Ye Chen said, and he didn't forget to suck his hair.

"It is rumored that your fantasy feathers are amazing, and the Japanese master wants to see it now." Yang San Shao immediately closed the paper fan, pointed a faint light and pierced the void, heading straight to Ye Chen's eyebrows.

"You are so pretentious." Ye Chen was amused, turned sideways slightly, and easily avoided the faint light of his finger.

Destroy!

At this time, Young Master Yang had already risen up to the sky and pressed down with a palm. There was also a black light gathering in the palm of his palm. The power of his palm was very strong, but compared to Ye Chen, it was no different from being a joke.

Eight Desolations!

Ye Chen's qi and blood surged into the sky, and Bahuang attacked with one punch, mixing three secret techniques, and the power was destroyed and destroyed.

puff!

On the spot, Yang Sanshao's palm exploded and his whole arm became bloody and fuzzy.

"How is this possible?" Not only the old man in black before, but even the middle-aged man in black carrying a big bow suddenly looked aside. "There is only three different rankings, and the gap in strength is too big."

Boom! Bang!

When the two were shocked, the third young master Yang had already been blown into the void by Ye Chen's punch. The falling body smashed a small hill to a thunderous collapse.

"Do you still want to see my Fantasy Heavenly Feather?" Ye Chen shook the blood on his fist, twisting his neck, while looking at Yang Sanshao who had just crawled out of the gravel below with interest.

"This is impossible." Yang Sanshao staggered for a moment, looked at Ye Chen viciously, his eyes full of ferocious light. He could not accept this fact. He was the pride of heaven, so how could he be defeated so flawlessly?

If so, it would be better for him to lose to the top ten, but if he only had three rankings apart, he would not be able to accept it.

kill!

Young Master Yang, who was blinded by anger, came up against the will of heaven.

"Down." Ye Chen shouted loudly, Ling Tian beat the dragon, and Yang Sanshao, who had just rushed up, was knocked down into the void with a palm on the spot.

ah....!

Yang San Shao got up, his hair disheveled, and his roar was very scary. The black aura that lingered around him merged into his body, and the dim rune between his eyebrows instantly shone brightly.

Roar! Roar!

Vaguely, Ye Chen could still hear the roar of a beast in Yang Sanshou's body. His aura began to become violent and bloodthirsty, and his momentum also rose rapidly.

"If you change, you are still far from it." Ye Chen snorted coldly, stepped forward, and Bahuang Fist attacked strongly.

"Die me." The third young master of the Yang family roared. With his strength soaring, he did not retreat but advanced, and he faced Ye Chen with a head-on regret.

puff!

On the spot, his arm burst again.

As Ye Chen said, even if he changes, he is still no match for Ye Chen and he flew out.

Wind God's Art!

Ye Chen followed him all the way, and he was as fast as the wind, as fast as shadowless.

puff!

As blood rose, Young Master Yang's head had been separated from his body. Young Master Yang did not react until he died. He would die so frankly. Even if his head fell, there was still an incredible look in his eyes.

"Damn it." The middle-aged man in black who was carrying a big bow shouted angrily, and immediately picked up the bow and took the arrow, and an arrow shot through the void like a divine light.

"I don't have time to accompany you crazy." Ye Chen crushed the arrow shot with his palm, turned around and flew into the void, like a divine rainbow that streaked across the sky.

"Kill my young master, and you still want to leave?" The middle-aged man in black immediately chased him, and then there were words to the old man in black, "Hurry up, send him a message to Mr. Yang and let him surround Qin Yu."

"Okay...Okay..." The old man in black was so scared that his face was pale. Young Master Yang San was the most amazing junior of the Yang family. He was only placed outside and intercepted the Su family as a training.

Now, he has been destroyed. As the guard of Yang San Shao, he cannot refuse to blame, and the consequences are very serious.

Immediately, he crushed a jade slip and summoned the powerful Yang family nearby. Young Master Yang San died. If even the murderer ran away, he would easily think of his consequences, which would definitely be lifeless.

Buzz!

Soon, a dazzling rainbow penetrated through the sky, and in the dark night, it looked particularly brilliant.

clank!

On this side, Ye Chen avoided the killing arrows flying from behind, glanced at the Changhong that was penetrated into the sky, and frowned.

"Qin Yu, I will definitely crush you to ashes." An angry shout sounded quickly, and it was everywhere. It seemed that all the powerful Yang family members scattered here had arrived and were surrounded from all sides.

"Let's talk about it after catching up with me." Ye Chen sneered, turned around suddenly and headed straight to the west.

Soon, the Yang family strongmen who came around from the West rushed up, and there were quite a few. Each head was hung with his natal spiritual weapons, each of which was shining with divine flowers, and various auras were flowing, making the void of the night very bright.

"Catch the ones you live for me." A middle-aged man in green shouted loudly.

"The fifth level of Kongming Realm, I dare to show off in front of me." Ye Chen looked at the middle-aged man in green, and was like a divine light coming in a blink of an eye. Without saying a word, he waved his hand and showed the domineering Eight Wilderness Fist.

Bang!

The middle-aged man in Qingyi still underestimated Ye Chen's strength and was knocked out with a punch on the spot.

Kill!

Suppression!

Seeing the middle-aged man in Qingyi flying out, the remaining powerful Ye family members all used magical powers, either spiritual weapons, or sword lights, which completely submerged Ye Chen.

Buzz!

The Great Luo Divine Cauldron with Ye Chen's head hanging, and the divine light burst out, covering Ye Chen and blocking the attack in the sky. The pressure of 100,000 pounds burst out, and the powerful man who rushed over fell in a panic. The weak cultivation level turned into blood mist on the spot.

Zheng!

Behind him, another killing arrow shot, and was slapped by Ye Chen's palm.

"Wait for me." Ye Chen glanced coldly at the middle-aged man in black who was still holding a bow and arrow behind him, and then stepped onto the flying sword again and rushed into a mountain.

He was not afraid of the people here, but felt that the powerful people from the Ninth Heaven of the Kong Ming Realm were coming, and there were also many Kong Ming Realm surrounded by the other three directions, which was difficult for him to deal with.

As soon as Ye Chen escaped, the Yang family in three directions surrounded one place and poured into the mountains, sweeping over the rolling murderous aura. The combined momentum made the void rumbling, and the momentum was very loud.

"Su family, you owe me a favor." Ye Chen glanced at the back, faster.

The reason why Ye Chen said that the Su family owed him a favor was not because the Yang family who was blocked here was led away because of his reasons. If the Su family really had people who wanted to break through here, the chance of survival would be greater.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Behind him, the powerful man from the Ninth Heaven of the Kongming Realm of the Yang family was like a divine light all the way, constantly taking action, collapsing the mountains one after another.

In this way, chasing and escaping makes the dark night quite uneasy.

It was dawn that Ye Chen dragged his bloody body into a valley, but fortunately, he escaped from the encirclement set by the Yang family, causing heavy losses to the pursuers.

"Should you wait for me." Looking for a cave, Ye Chen jumped in, stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and quickly recovered his scars.

At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely depressing in the Yang Family Hall far away in Yunzang Mountain.

"Who is it?" Yang Tianying, the head of the Yang family, roared and trembled.

"Yes... it's Qin Yu, Qin Yu, ranked 50th in the Fengyun List."

"Catch the living, catch the living." Yang Tianying's roared like a mad dog, and his ferocious face was as terrifying as an evil ghost. "Kill my son, I will drain his blood and eat his flesh raw."
Chapter completed!