After hearing what Chen Lei said, Mingchuan said calmly, "Although Mingren is a waste, no matter how wasteful he is, he is still a waste of my Ming family. You cannot kill him. Since you killed Mingren, then you should be buried with him."
Chen Lei said: "You should know why I killed Ming Ren. He was the first to do it. Is this the way your Ming family does things?"
Mingchuan listened to Chen Lei's words as if he had heard the funniest joke, and said, "Chen Lei, you are right. This is the style of our Ming family. Mingren wants to kill you, which means you have a way to die. What you should do is to commit suicide directly to save our Ming family from trouble. Not only did you not commit suicide, but you killed Mingren instead. This is a great sin and cannot be forgiven. Now, in front of this emperor, you have no chance of escaping or surviving. I advise you to commit suicide, so that this emperor won't have to do it."
Chen Lei looked at Mingchuan and said, "Are you so sure you can defeat me?"
Mingchuan was extremely arrogant. He waved his hand and said, "Chen Lei, don't even think about struggling in front of me. I advise you to be smart. It's good for both you and me. Otherwise, if I do it myself, the process won't be so wonderful. I will crush all your bones one by one. You know, this is my favorite game."
Chen Lei's voice also turned cold, and he said, "Really? I also want to see how fun this game is."
After hearing what Chen Lei said, Mingchuan's expression changed and he said, "Really? It seems like you really want me to do it myself. If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After saying this, Mingchuan became extremely fierce, and a huge aura exclusive to the Martial Emperor instantly surged out.
The aura of the Martial Emperor has an absolute suppressive effect on ordinary warriors. Under normal circumstances, as long as the aura is released, strong men below the Martial Emperor will instantly lose the ability to resist and be slaughtered.
However, Chen Lei looked at Mingchuan, who was emitting a domineering aura, indifferently, as if he was looking at a clown. It was obvious that the aura emitted by Mingchuan had no effect on Chen Lei at all.
Mingchuan's face also turned ugly. He didn't expect that Chen Lei was not afraid of the aura emitted by a Martial Emperor-level strongman.
However, he changed his mind and restrained the aura he was emitting. Since the aura of the Martial Emperor-level strongman was ineffective, there was no need for him to waste his energy.
How could a mere Martial Saint like Chen Lei guess the methods of a Martial Emperor-level powerhouse? He has hundreds and thousands of ways to kill Chen Lei.
Mingchuan looked at Chen Lei with cold eyes and pressed his palm forward from a distance.
With this palm, all of a sudden, all the vitality of heaven and earth gathered in the palm print, shining with silver light and turning into substance, as if it was made of pure silver.
The power of Mingchuan's palm was so concentrated and powerful that it far exceeded that of an ordinary Martial Emperor. His aura was completely restrained without any leakage. He struck Chen Lei fiercely like lightning.
This palm was so powerful that everything turned into the finest dust without a sound.
In the blink of an eye, the palm arrived in front of Chen Lei, layers of void were crushed and pierced, and it fell heavily towards Chen Lei.