Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

At this time, Ye Chen stood in place, motionless, like a statue.

The white tiger circled around him twice, let out a low growl, but did not rush to bite again for a long time.

Perhaps it suffered a loss, it actually retreated slowly, and even gave up.

Watching this scene, more than a dozen disciples of Wan Beast Sect gritted their teeth, beat their chests and stomped their feet, but even though they stomped their feet in anxiety, there was nothing they could do.

At this time, Ye Ming's face was flushed with anger, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

Ye Chen looked at them with a smile on his face.

"Ye Ming, what a coincidence, you actually have the same surname as me. I just think this name is good. I will name my son Ye Ming in the future, but it's okay."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Ming gritted his teeth angrily.

"Ah! You bastard, how dare you humiliate me, I want you to die!"

Ye Ming is already hysterical. It is unprecedented for him who has always been respected to be so humiliated.

In a fit of rage, he let go of Kong Ling'er and swung his long sword to kill Ye Chen.

"Die! Today I will kill you no matter what!"

Seeing this, Ye Chen almost couldn't help laughing out loud, it could be seen that this guy was also out of breath, and his mind was out of order.

"If you even voluntarily gave up the hostage, then I will be impolite." Ye Chen sneered.

Just when he was about to make a move, Qingluan suddenly moved.

It spread its wings, the color of its fur gradually became hot, and the phantom of the fire gradually appeared.

Qingluan spit out a fireball, and quickly attacked in Ye Ming's direction.

Seeing this scene, not only Kong Linger was stunned on the spot, but even Ye Chen was a little surprised.

It can be seen that Qingluan is eager to protect the lord, and he can't wait to make a move. Now when he gets the opportunity, he will go out with all his strength.

The power of this ball of fire is terrifying, and it also carries a little ancient spirit, which is the power derived from the ancestors, and it is very tyrannical.

Even though they were separated by a long distance, almost everyone present could feel the heat, as if they were in a big melting pot, every inch of their skin was being roasted.

"Bianmao, beast, court death!"

Ye Ming did not retreat but advanced, and even raised his hand to try to catch the fireball with his palm.

I saw the fiery fireball stop three feet in front of Ye Ming. Although the power was still there, it was imprisoned by the palm force.

"Brother Ye did a good job!"

"Senior Brother Ye, captured this big bird alive!"

All the disciples of the Myriad Beast Sect cheered.

They missed so many times and were humiliated the whole time. This is the only time they have an advantage, which is really satisfying.

Ye Chen's mouth was slightly opened at that time, and he was a little surprised.

This Myriad Beast Sect is really unusual, and has a unique ability to control the world's rare birds and animals.

It can be seen that Qingluan's move is so powerful that even if he were himself, he would have to face it squarely, but Ye Ming took it easily.

This sect can be passed down for thousands of years, and it really has its roots.

Ye Ming absorbed the fireball with his palm, then turned around and waved his hand, and threw it towards Ye Chen.

"This fire should not be underestimated, young master can't take it hard!"

At this time, Xuan Xin, who had always been calm and calm, finally spoke to remind him.

The previous battles were not considered dangerous, so Xuan Xin didn't care.

Until now, this Phoenix True Fire is the legendary Divine Fire, which can burn everything, and it cannot be underestimated no matter what.

Ye Chen nodded slightly. He knew that the fire was extraordinary, but he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​dodging it.

Seeing this, everyone in the Myriad Beast Sect smiled.

"It's really stupid to dare to take this divine fire head-on!"

"I'm not afraid that there will be no slag left after being burned."

"It's really over the top!"

The corners of Ye Ming's mouth raised slightly, as if he had succeeded.

While everyone was laughing, Ye Chen suddenly made a series of handprints with both hands, and then an ancient spirit continuously overflowed from his body.

Although everyone couldn't understand what it was, they always felt that something was wrong. This ancient spirit was not a mortal thing, and the martial arts used as consumption were all powerful moves.

A phantom gradually condensed in the sky, and a ten-meter-long broadsword gradually took shape. The blade was sharp and had a terrifying murderous aura, as if it could cut everything.

Asura's sword is omnipotent, it can cut off everything in the world.

Before it got close to the knife, the fireball met the ancient energy, and it melted at a speed visible to the naked eye like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

"cut!"

Ye Chen raised his hand and waved it before, and the phantom in the sky made a synchronized movement, and the ten-meter-long knife swung forward suddenly, as if cutting through the void.

With a swing of the knife, a thin line of blood was faintly visible on Ye Ming's neck. He still kept his original movements, knowing that his body had no support, and gradually fell down, with a head rolling to the ground.

And his expression was still frozen in astonishment, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't stand his eyes.

Ye Chen rolled up the head with one kick, and then kicked it into the crowd of Wanshouzong like kicking a ball.

"Take this dog's head back and tell you the top management of the Wanshouzong, if anyone dares to disrespect my holy land, this will be the end!"

Hearing such humiliation, all the disciples did not dare to breathe, and some even sat down on the ground in fright, like a puddle of mud.

"let's go."

Ye Chen left with the two girls and one bird, and everyone from the Wanshou Sect hurriedly gave way, for fear of offending the evil god again.

In the Wanshou sect, a group of disciples knelt in the hall, and a human head was placed on the table in the middle.

The owner of this head is Ye Ming.

"Damn it! How dare you behead a disciple of the Myriad Beast Sect! It's a crime that cannot be punished!"

An elder looked at Ye Ming's head, and his heart was bleeding.

Wan Beast Sect finally cultivated such an excellent disciple. They usually use the best resources to enshrine and train them carefully, but unexpectedly today they are separated from each other.

The middle-aged man sitting in the center was the master of the Myriad Beasts Sect. He crushed an iron gall in his hand, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

"Well, you Ye Chen, if you are not executed, what is the majesty of my Wanshouzong!"

He stood up and said, "Elders, please follow me to the First Holy Land. No matter what, I will ask for the Dharma back!"

Seeing this scene, all the disciples prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

This time, the suzerain and all the high-level officials were furious. It was the first time that most of the disciples had seen such a scene since they entered the Wanshou sect.

The first holy place, early this morning, hundreds of people flying with swords came from the sky, and they had already reached the sky above the mountain gate.

The leader was none other than the top management of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Led by the suzerain master, hundreds of disciples rode on various rare birds and beasts, and almost came out in full force.

And the rear also came from the top of the major forces and their disciples, as well as some casual cultivators from the rivers and lakes, adding up to no less than a thousand people.

When the disciples outside the gate saw such a scene, they were terrified on the spot, and hurried back to the mountain gate to announce.