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

The voice still appeared.

Someone finally spoke, which is probably what everyone wanted to say.

But they are not entirely for Ye Chen's broken godhead, this kind of treasure that can be encountered but not sought after, is useless to most monks, and it can only bring disaster after getting it.

As long as they can snatch a storage bag, or half a treasure, it's all money.

After all, a person who can afford a price of 5000 million yuan is definitely full of treasures.

Ye Chen's footsteps stopped.

Following behind, everyone also stopped at the same time.

Sure enough, none of the crowd was still walking by themselves. They all came for the treasures, and none of them were passers-by.

Ye Chen turned around and glanced at the crowd. There were already thousands of people present, and most of them were monks.

Such a lineup is enough to uproot a first-class force.

"Who wants my broken godhead?"

Ye Chen glanced at the crowd, and asked a faint question.

"it's me."

Among the crowd, a man in black came out, it was the one who called for 8000 million before.

Originally, he was wearing a black cloak, which covered up all his aura, and his true strength could not be seen at all.

It wasn't until he took off his wide hat that he saw clearly that the person who came was an old man with a square face, but he was very ordinary-looking and belonged to the kind who would disappear immediately when thrown in the crowd.

However, the appearance he presents now may not be his real appearance, it may also be a disguise technique, or a blindfold technique.

The old man in black no longer hides, but releases his powerful aura, and he becomes very tall.

The powerful aura is released, so that thousands of people on the scene can't lift their heads at all. This is the suppression of cultivation base. In the face of such strength, everyone seems too small.

There were only a few people on the scene who were not affected, but Ye Chen was the only one who didn't have the slightest expression fluctuation.

"Boy, hand over your broken godhead, and I will protect you all the way to leave the black domain, otherwise you will not be able to leave safely."

The old man in black said in a cold voice, without the slightest emotion in his words.

However, what he said was indeed not unreasonable. No matter who it is, holding a broken godhead is a hot potato, and it is easy to ruin his own life.

Moreover, the powerful aura released by the old man in black was indeed enough to deter everyone present, making them dare not act rashly.

"What if I refuse?"

Ye Chen said lightly, still without the slightest mood swing.

This calmness deserves the thumbs up of countless people present.

However, the old man in black seemed to have lost his patience, and the muscles on his face twitched, revealing a little anger.

"You have no choice at all!"

With that said, the old man in black was about to make a move.

But the next moment, Ye Chen stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Xuantian Jiuli Sword appeared on the palm of his hand out of thin air.

"Heavenly Sword Technique!"

The blade pointed to the sky, as if communicating with the sky and the earth. Suddenly, with the blade as the center, spiritual energy from all directions formed a huge vortex and rushed in at the same time.

The long sword was quickly covered with an incomparably violent spiritual power, which was still accumulating until the sword light gradually turned white, and the violent energy seemed to be unable to be compressed and was about to explode.

Ye Chen raised the sword in his hand and dropped it, and it was an extremely powerful sword that fell suddenly.

The momentum of the sword runs through Changhong, just like the Milky Way, eloquently.

The airflow on both sides of the scene was cut by the blade, the void has been distorted, and the terrifying power fell down.

The pupils of the old man in black shrank, and he immediately realized the danger, but it was already too late.

Before he could react, the sword had fallen.

Accompanied by a burst of terrifying power, the old man was split in two on the spot, and the left and right halves of his body exploded in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

However, the power of the Heavenly Sword is not limited to this, the dozens of people below were also affected, their bodies were crushed by the sword energy on the spot, leaving no bones left.

The scene was full of blood and blood, and when such a sword fell, the scene was quiet.

"hiss"

Everyone gasped in unison, feeling terrified.

Ye Chen put away his sword and stood, but he didn't intend to make another move.

But even so, he had just beheaded the strongest one among the crowd with a single sword, and it was devastating, which was enough to prove his own strength.

Anyone who wants to provoke at this time is definitely looking for a dead end.

Ye Chen shook the corner of his clothes, then turned around and walked away.

Everyone was left in a daze, but the greed in their hearts had been suppressed by fear, and they didn't dare to make mistakes.

But just before Ye Chen had gone far, he thought it was going to be peaceful, when a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Hurry up, everyone! Ye Chen has already exhausted his strength, he is already at the end of his strength after that sword pass just now!"

This voice came from the second king of the black domain.

However, at this moment, everyone rushed forward without even thinking about it.

One sword consumes everything. Although this statement is a bit far-fetched, but the sword just now was too powerful, and some of them believed it.

After learning that Ye Chen was at the end of his battle, people only felt that their chance had come. Under the strong temptation, greed finally defeated reason.

"Ye Chen, look at the trick!"

"Madman! Regardless of black and white, kill my fellow disciples with random swords, take your life!"

The crowd rushed forward clamoring, about to kill Ye Chenzhen on the spot.

Seeing this, Ye Chen didn't run away either.

Just pick a talisman casually and ignite it directly.

"Cloud and mist cover!"

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and a black mist exploded around it, covering a radius of several tens of feet.

Within the scope of the fog, it can be said that you can't see your fingers, and the visibility is less than two meters. Moreover, the fog can isolate the five senses and six consciousnesses, and the spiritual consciousness cannot extend to explore the surroundings.

This time, everyone became blind.

"You ants, go to hell!"

Ye Chen rushed into the crowd and slashed out with a sword.

With a sweep of the sword, more than a dozen people were cut in half on the spot.

Then his figure gradually faded and disappeared into this space.

Everyone hurriedly moved towards the direction where the voice came from just now, and released multiple martial arts in succession, only to hear another scream in front of them.

"Ye Chen is over there!"

In the fog, people couldn't see anything clearly, they were just beating indiscriminately.

Various large-scale martial arts were performed in the mist, and people killed each other. In a short time, more than a hundred people fell in a pool of blood.

However, there were only dozens of people who died under Ye Chen's sword.

After one move, Ye Chen directly withdrew from the range of the mist.

However, the shouting and shouting inside still did not stop.

"Ye Chen is here!"

"Don't let him run away!"

Then, there was another scream from inside.

Ye Chen shook his head, within a short time, hundreds of thousands of people were killed or injured.

He really couldn't bear to see everyone killing each other, so he directly accepted the fog.

Everyone looked around, there were corpses all over the place, but Ye Chen's figure had long since disappeared.

They've all been played.