"It's you... then you'll have to pay the price with blood." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, with a pair of divine eyes shining with bright golden light.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities." The purple-robed quasi-emperor sneered, suddenly reached out his hand, and grabbed Ye Chen the next day. With a quasi-emperor level of coercion, his palm was as big as a mountain, suppressing Xu Tian, and the space he crushed exploded.
"It's enough to destroy you." Ye Chen snorted coldly, stepped forward, and crushed the sky. Bahuang's punch contained thousands of magical powers, transformed into Tai Chi, and evolved in the infinite.
The palms and fists collided, the sky and the earth were shattered, and the surrounding mountains collapsed.
However, what shocked everyone was that the quasi-emperor-level old man in purple robe was punched back by Ye Chen, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
"That's right... that's right!" Too many people were shocked and a little confused.
"That kid is obviously just a saint, but he was able to defeat the Quasi-Emperor."
"It must have been borrowed from outside forces." An old man stroked his beard, "Being able to crush that arrow before is the best proof."
There were constant sounds of surprise, and too many old quasi-emperors narrowed their old eyes.
As a quasi-emperor, I can see it most clearly. It is indeed borrowed from outside forces, and it is the ultimate imperial weapon, the emperor's natal magic weapon.
Since he is a Jidao Emperor Soldier, it is easy to guess Ye Chen's identity.
In the spirit world, there are only two people who have the ultimate imperial soldiers. One is Ye Chen and the other is Ming Jue. The imperial soldiers are with them.
But no matter which one of them it was, the consequences would be terrible.
Because the two are good friends, no matter which one you recruit, it is the same as provoking both of them. There is essentially no difference.
On the other side, the purple-robed quasi-emperor stopped and stared at Ye Chen with a pair of stern eyes, "Ji Dao Emperor Soldier."
"You can see all this." Ye Chenyou said with a smile.
"Who are you?" The old man in purple robe said coldly.
"Guess." Ye Chen said, shrinking to the ground and killing without saying a word, the Bahuang Fist was extremely domineering.
The purple-robed quasi-emperor's expression changed, and he hurriedly took out his shield armor.
However, his shield was so weak in front of Ye Chen that it exploded, and even he was shocked to the point of vomiting blood.
"Do you really want to fight to the death?" This guy was offended, his anger shook the heaven and the earth, he was a quasi-emperor, and he was furious.
"It's not about dying, it's about you dying." Ye Chen's murderous intention was cold, and he came again in an instant, and his six meridians were extinguished with one finger.
Blood spattered, and a blood hole was poked in the purple-robed quasi-emperor's chest, and terrifying murderous aura also rushed into his body.
Ye Chen didn't stop, he chased and beat him all the way, using magical powers and secret techniques one after another, beating the purple-robed quasi-emperor until his blood dripped from his bones.
The sky trembled, and the space collapsed into pieces, turning into chaos.
The purple-robed quasi-emperor screamed, with disheveled hair and a ferocious face, but he could not resist Ye Chen's attack. He was so fucked that he could not lift his head.
The spectators were all swallowing their saliva. Even with the help of external force, this... was so fierce that it was a bit scary. That was the Quasi-Emperor!
"If you don't come out now, then when will you wait?" The purple-robed quasi-emperor fought and retreated, and shouted loudly, his voice filling the sky.
However, no one paid any attention to him, let alone extended a helping hand.
It's not that I don't want to take care of it, but I don't dare to take care of it. Who would go looking for excitement if they knew there were Ji Dao Emperor soldiers, unless they thought their life was too long
"Work together to suppress him and divide his origin and the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers." Seeing that there was no one to rescue him, the purple-robed quasi-emperor shouted again.
Needless to say, as soon as these words came out, the quasi-emperor who was hiding in the dark was moved, and a pair of old, dead eyes flickered.
"You can watch the show then, don't make yourself uncomfortable." Sensing the hidden murderous aura from all directions, Ye Chen's words were sonorous. This was a warning. If anyone moved, he would not be polite.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." The purple-robed quasi-emperor did not give up, and was still shouting and calling for strong men from all directions to help in the battle.
"Not honest yet." Ye Chen cursed and attacked with his sword.
"Suppress it for me." The purple-robed quasi-emperor's brows shot out divine light, turning into a bronze mirror, engraved with divine patterns, and lingering with thunder. It was his destined quasi-emperor's weapon, with thousands of divine rays, like the blazing sun.
This weapon is very fierce, with rays of divine light piercing through the void, which can be said to be devastating, and the great sage's scalp went numb after looking at it.
"Is the quasi-emperor's weapon very impressive?" Ye Chen sneered and slashed with his sword.
There will always be embarrassing things. The purple-robed quasi-emperor's life weapon was chopped into pieces by Ye Chen's sword, just like cutting tofu.
An emperor's weapon, a quasi-emperor's weapon, absolute level suppression, no matter how powerful the quasi-emperor's weapon is, it can't resist the supreme emperor's weapon.
The natal weapon was broken, and the purple-robed quasi-emperor suffered a backlash. His divine body cracked and blood spurted out. He stepped back and spurted out blood.
"Are you honest now?" Ye Chen came to kill him, the light between his brows bursting out. He was the nine-path god who united into one, specializing in the soul.
The purple-robed quasi-emperor was hit on the spot, the divine sea roared, and his head was about to explode. It was not that Ye Chen's soul was powerful, but that the blow was filled with imperial power. Even the quasi-emperor level suffered heavy damage.
"In the next life, don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with." Ye Chen's eyes were filled with cold light, and a sword from the Wind God came directly between his eyebrows.
"No... no no..." The purple-robed old man's eyes protruded and his pupils tightened. The quasi-emperor was also afraid of death.
For a moment, he felt his body falling into an ice cave, his mind being drawn into a bottomless abyss, and the aura of death filling his body.
However, in the midst of the lightning and flint, a faint light suddenly appeared and struck the Emperor Sword in Ye Chen's hand impartially.
The sword path deviated instantly. It was supposed to be a killing sword, but it only grazed the purple-robed quasi-emperor's shoulder and stabbed him, with all its power.
The purple-robed quasi-emperor fled in a hurry and escaped. His face was extremely pale. If someone hadn't rescued him, he would have gone to hell.
Ye Chen did not catch up, but glanced sideways at the virtual sky in the west.
There, there is a dark shadow that seems to be looming, ghostly and unpredictable, sometimes illusory, sometimes solid. I can't see its face, but only its eyes, cold and dead, with a dim light.
It was a quasi-emperor, and it was the one who stood on the mountain opposite Ye Chen before... The black-robed quasi-emperor was extremely terrifying.
"Senior also wants to get involved?" Ye Chen smiled leisurely.
"If you have to spare others, please spare them." The black-robed quasi-emperor said calmly.
"What if I have to kill him?" Ye Chen looked at him with a smile.
"Young junior, you are really arrogant." When the quasi-emperor spoke without the black robe, he heard a cold snort, with great majesty.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure appear from the sky in the east.
That man was an old man, dressed in white robes. He was a genuine Quasi-Emperor. His cultivation and combat power were not inferior to those of the Black-robed Quasi-Emperor.
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. My murderous intention is too serious." In the northern sky, a gold-robed quasi-emperor appeared.
"The desire to kill is too strong to achieve the right result." In the southern sky, the fourth quasi-emperor appeared, with a fierce silver robe, and the quasi-emperor's majesty overwhelmed the heavens and the earth. It even steadily surpassed the black-robed quasi-emperor.
"Kill, you kill again!" The purple-robed quasi-emperor smiled ferociously, his eyes full of ferocious light, and he looked at Ye Chen with gritted teeth.
"Oh my god! Five quasi-emperors, that person is probably going to kneel down!" Onlookers from all directions looked at him from afar, their hearts trembling.
"The senior quasi-emperors really think highly of the juniors." Ye Chen said as he lightly patted the dust on his shoulders, "It seems that they don't intend to let me leave alive."
"Put down the Imperial Sword, and you can leave in peace." The white-robed quasi-emperor stroked his beard, his divine eyes were as calm as still water, standing in the sky, he was truly an immortal, and his Taoism was completely natural.
"How can you let go of a family heirloom imperial weapon?" Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief at the imperial sword, and when he was done, he didn't forget to wipe it with his sleeve. The sword body was polished by him.
"In that case, it will be destroyed today..." the golden-robed quasi-emperor scolded him coldly, but stopped before he could finish his words.
Don't blame him for being like this, just because... Ye Chen turned around and ran away.
Yes, he ran away, and his fleeing posture had a bastard air about him.
The five quasi-emperors were all stunned for a second, and the spectators from all directions were also stunned. Seeing Ye Chen's calmness before, they thought they were going to fight six, but in a panic, the guy ran away.
No warning! Even the five quasi-emperors didn’t react.
What is worth mentioning is that the fellow was not running very fast, like a stream of light, he disappeared with a whoosh.
"Chase." In a daze, the purple-robed quasi-emperor was the first to chase after him. The grudge had been forged. If he left Ye Chen alive, he would be the cause of disaster sooner or later. If Ye Chen was not destroyed, he would be the one who would die one day.
"Chase." The black-robed quasi-emperor, the white-robed quasi-emperor, the gold-robed quasi-emperor and the silver-robed quasi-emperor all chased after each other in no particular order.
They have no grudges against Ye Chen. The only reason is that the imperial soldiers are too attractive. With the imperial soldiers, they can dominate the entire spiritual world.
Maybe, you can still understand the immortal magic of the emperor from the Jidao imperial weapon. If you are not careful, it is not impossible to become the emperor.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry." The monks watching the show also flocked to the show. This would be a big show, no less than the destruction of the Fire Phoenix Clan.
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