Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

Chapter 1855: Beautifully done

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As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the immortal light emitting from the body of the Quasi-Emperor Yongzhu, who was born as a supreme emperor, hanging above his head. His eyes were full of infinite imperial power, and the sky was crushed into nothingness, buzzing and trembling.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed." The Holy Ape Emperor, the quasi-emperor of the Wu Clan, and the quasi-emperor of the Barbarian Clan snorted coldly, and used the Jidao Imperial Weapon in no particular order.

The sky was shaken, and the four imperial soldiers flew across the sky, creating a vision of destruction, causing the faces of the monks present to change suddenly.

The power of the emperor's weapons is so powerful. Even a small aftermath carries the power of annihilation, and even quasi-emperors are afraid of it.

"One versus three, can you do that?" the Holy Ape Emperor shouted, shrouded in the supreme imperial power, as if possessed by the God of War, the cracking energy empowered the imperial power, and the sky also changed color.

The quasi-emperor of the Wu tribe and the quasi-emperor of the barbarian tribe are both fierce. Armed with the ultimate emperor's weapons, he is still a quasi-emperor, absolutely terrifying.

Three imperial weapons versus one imperial weapon, the three quasi-emperors worked together to have the absolute upper hand, and almost killed the quasi-emperor Ying Zhu.

"If you don't come out now, then when will you wait?" With one against three, he suffered a big loss. Emperor Yongzhu looked angrily at the other quasi-emperors of the ancient great clans, asking for their help.

"It's just a discussion among the younger generations." Quasi-Emperor Qiongqi stroked his beard and sat high in the sky, showing no signs of participating in the battle.

"Since it is a battle, injuries are inevitable. As a quasi-emperor, I will not take part in it." The quasi-emperor Taotie said quietly, sitting firmly and not planning to take action.

"Just sit back and watch the battle." The other quasi-emperors of the ancient great clans also spoke. Instead of showing any intention of helping, they collectively gave Yin Zhu a good lesson.

"You guys." The quasi-emperor Yongzhu was furious. He was scolded by the words of these prehistoric quasi-emperors, and almost spewed blood on the spot.

"I don't know why you want to laugh so much?" Looking at the scene in the sky, the monks in the sky were all amused.

"Other prehistoric tribes wish that Yongzhu would be maimed."

"It's not my own anyway, so I won't feel bad if I die." The old magicians said to each other with joy.

“Although Honghuang is powerful, everyone has their own grievances and grievances internally.

"The battle in the Western Desert is the best proof. It's good if we don't get in trouble. You still want to help? You just want to do good things."

"Be honest, otherwise, my battle ax will not recognize anyone." When the four parties were amused, the quasi-emperor of the barbarian tribe shouted loudly, and moved his imperial soldiers to target the quasi-emperor of the Yongzhu tribe.

The Holy Ape Emperor and the quasi-emperor of the Wu Clan are not vegetarians. They are both carrying imperial weapons, and their extreme imperial power is directed at the quasi-emperor Yao Zhu. If that guy dares to move, they will not mind killing him in seconds.

Under the spotlight of everyone, the quasi-emperor of the Yongzhu tribe really vomited blood. I don't know if he was angry or angry, but he almost exploded.

His expression was extremely ferocious. He thought Honghuang would be determined at this moment, but he overthought. He wanted to call on Honghuang, but no one ignored him.

The sky was tense, and the atmosphere was about to freeze.

The roaring on the battlefield below did not stop. Ye Chen ignored the quasi-emperor and threw the ninth prince to death.

The prehistoric era is strong, but that is the overall combat power. If just one clan wants to fight against the heavens, how far behind is it

Now all this is what he expected, and it is based on the grievances within the prehistoric world. Who will take care of it if it is not his own family? This is the check and balance between the prehistoric and prehistoric times.

At the moment, as long as he tries to die and doesn't reveal Chen Ye's identity, there will be no war, and the clan really won't be able to fight.

The quasi-emperor of the Honghuang tribe has his own quasi-emperor of the Xuanhuang tribe to stop him, but he can just relax and throw himself to death.

As he said that, he picked up the ninth prince of the Yongzhao tribe again.

Perhaps the force was so great that even the arm of the Ninth Prince was torn off, and the blood spurted out, which was very dazzling.

"Boring." Ye Chen said leisurely, twisted his neck, and casually threw away the bloody arm.

Looking at Yaozhu again, he was lying in a human-shaped pit. Not only his internal organs had been shifted, but his whole body was distorted.

Ye Chen was not falling. He finally had a chance to breathe and finally regained his consciousness. A pair of protruding, bloodshot eyes stared at Ye Chen fiercely.

"Do you feel good?" Ye Chen squatted down, showing two rows of white teeth, and said with a smile that really didn't deserve a beating.

"No...impossible, this is impossible." Jiuhuang opened his mouth. Every time he said a word, blood surged from his mouth. His angry veins were exposed. He wanted to get up, but was unable to do so. His body was crippled by the fall. The soul was also shattered by the fall. It was a miracle that he was still alive this time.

It was difficult for him to accept his failure in this battle.

He was a prince, a prince of the Yongzhu clan, with an imperial lineage, so noble, yet he was defeated by Ren Xiu.

Moreover, from the beginning of the fight to this moment, he has not turned over, but has been beaten to a semi-crippled state again and again.

His arrogance was trampled down to the point of being worthless in that moment. This was a huge shame that would never be erased for the rest of his life.

"Nothing is impossible." Ye Chen stood up, raised the sole of his foot, and crushed the head of the ninth prince Yongzhu with one kick. He pulled out his soul with a wave of his hand and held it in his hand.

"Nice job." Kui Niu roared excitedly in the copper furnace.

Back then, he was killed by the Ninth Prince Yongzhu. Now, his brother Ye Chen has come back to save him, and the blood debt of his past and present lives will finally be repaid.

"Well done." Below, the Little Ape King, Long Jie and others also roared, so excited that they almost jumped onto the platform.

"Well done." The young monks howled louder than the other. Since the great clan was released from the Great Desolation, it was the first time for the younger generation in the world to be so brave and defeated the Prince of the Prehistoric World. The anger that had been suppressed for two years was finally resolved.

"There are talented people from generation to generation." Jiang Taixu and Mo Yuan both smiled warmly, with their eyes filled with relief. As the two great geniuses of the prehistoric era, they were not as amazing as him back then.

"Kill." The quasi-emperor of the Yongzhu tribe was furious and moved the imperial soldiers.

However, his pretense only lasted for a second before he was suppressed by the Holy Ape Emperor and the others, almost bleeding to the sky.

Go and see the quasi-emperors of other great clans in the prehistoric times. When they should be chatting and drinking, just pretend you haven't seen them.

As I said before, I don’t feel bad if you are not from my family.

Below, Ye Chen did not destroy the soul of the ninth prince, but sealed it into a copper furnace and gave it to Kui Niu.

"Don't pull me." Kui Niu rolled up his sleeves and held the whip in his hand. It was filled with thunder and lightning. It was a magical weapon aimed at the soul, and it was obtained from the prehistoric tribe.

Next, he showed off his power, whipping one whip after another on the Ninth Prince Yongzhu. With each whip, the Ninth Prince Yongzhu's soul body emitted black smoke.

The Ninth Prince Yongzhu screamed, the pain from his soul made him faint, but Kui Niu was not willing to give up, what a fierce master, he was still waving the whip violently.

"Who else?" Ye Chen's words rang out from the outside, and he looked at the other princes of the prehistoric era with interest, "Who will come next? Let's wait and see."

"I am enough to destroy you." Hearing a loud shout, the Ninth Prince Tan She came up to kill you. Perhaps his body was too heavy, and when he fell, the platform he stood on collapsed.

This guy's aura is even more powerful than that of the Ninth Prince. He has a billowing aura of great desolation, his divine eyes are like torches, and his long purple hair, every strand, is dyed with radiant divine brilliance.

His bloodline is as majestic as a river and sea, his Qi and blood are as strong as the sky, and the inheritance of the Imperial Dao is innately fused with a supreme Dao.

"Little baby, just fight. If the soldiers come, I will block it, and if the water comes, I will cover it." The barbarian quasi-emperor shouted, and the quasi-emperor's shout shook the heaven and the earth, making the entire Tianshan Mountains buzz and tremble.

There were still tears in his eyes, because his grandson Manzi Shenzi died in battle at the hands of the Ninth Prince Tan She.

For this reason, the younger generations of the barbarian tribe came to the stage to take revenge one after another, but each one became more fierce than the other. To this day, there are only a few descendants of the barbarian tribe, and they all thank Tang She.

It is obviously impossible to expect the descendants of the barbarians to take revenge. We can only place our hope on others, and that person is the masked young man below. Even if he fights to die, he will support Ye Chen... A piece of sky.

"I will not let you down, senior." Ye Chen said sonorously, knowing that the barbarian god's son died at the hands of the Tang Snake clan.

"You don't know what you can do." The Ninth Prince Tan Snake sneered and disappeared in an instant. There was no trace of him on the battlefield anymore. Even a quasi-emperor could secretly marvel at such movement skills.

Ye Chen stood quietly like a statue, motionless.

Although the movement skills of the Ninth Prince Tan Snake are mysterious, under the eyes of reincarnation, there is nothing to hide from him, and he can clearly capture them.

The next moment, he moved, but only tilted his head slightly.

But he saw a red killing sword suddenly thrust out from behind him, attacking the real body of the soul. It was a killing blow. The killing sword was thrust close to Ye Chen's head.

"I underestimated you." Tangshe snorted coldly and disappeared in an instant.

"You are too weak." Ye Chen sneered and disappeared.

The scene was a bit strange. There was no one on the battlefield, but there were rumbling sounds, from left to right, from east to west. There were thunder and lightning tearing apart, and blood splattered all over the battlefield.

The young monks scratched their heads and could not find any trace of the two of them.

People like Long Jie and others were rubbing their eyes, dizzy.

For example, the elders' eyes are swinging up and down from left to right. Their vision is extremely high and they can see very clearly.

With a roar, the space exploded, and a bloody figure fell down, making a crater on the battlefield. After looking carefully, he realized that it was the Ninth Prince Tang She.

His appearance was no longer embarrassed, but miserable. His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and he had countless scars. The bloody holes were terrifying. Through the wounds, one could see the bones and muscles, and his eyes were very scarlet.

"Are you happy?" Ye Chen also appeared, smiling.

"I don't believe it." The Ninth Prince of Tan Snake roared, charging towards him, pointing his divine light directly towards Ye Chen's eyebrows.

"Then I'll get your letter." Ye Chen suddenly stretched out his palm.

Impartially, the Ninth Prince of Tang Snake pointed his finger, and he grabbed it, and then used strength to break it directly. His kick was so domineering that it caused Tang Snake to vomit blood.

The snake stepped back, and every time it took a step back, there were bloody footprints. Before it could stop itself, Ye Chen came over in an instant, grabbed its wrist, and swung it up.

Then, there was a roar, and the Ninth Prince Tan Snake also came into close contact with the battle platform. A human-shaped pit was smoothed out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out more than three feet high.

When the monks from all directions saw this, they twitched their lips and said, "What's wrong with this kid? He likes to throw people so much, and he's so hateful when he does it."

"Bastard." The quasi-emperor of the Tang Snake Clan was furious. He couldn't stand it any longer. He suddenly stood up and filled the world with cold murderous intent.

"Go back." The Ancient Dragon Emperor snorted coldly, and ascended to the sky with his dragon sword. Along with him, there were the quasi-emperor of the Spirit Clan and the quasi-emperor of the Ancient Clan. They blocked the quasi-emperor of the Tang Snake Clan, and they were all armed with the Emperor's soldiers. Three against one, absolute suppression.

The quasi-emperor Tang She was very embarrassed. As soon as he came up, he was knocked back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was almost buried in the sky.

"Honghuang, help me fight." It is difficult for one person to defeat three families. The quasi-emperor Tanshe also roared, calling for help from other clans. This bloody eye is scarlet, gnashing teeth, violent and bloodthirsty, the dignified Tangshe clan of Honghuang has suffered such a great humiliation.

However, although he shouted loudly, the quasi-emperors of other races were sitting still, doing whatever they were supposed to do, and there was no sign of them getting up to help the quasi-emperor Tan She.

Upon seeing this, Quasi-Emperor Tanshe spurted blood on the spot. He was seriously injured and very angry. He was seriously injured internally.

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