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Chapter 1207 Shrouded in Fear (Part [-])
The matter of the Ye family is not over yet.

Ye Fudong is just an episode, and the real threat has not been resolved yet.

In another battlefield, blood was everywhere, and dragon scales splashed.

Several of the most powerful men fought, and they fought extremely miserably, smashing the houses one after another, and smashing the ground into deep valleys.

Ye Feng, Ye Wudi and a powerful monster!

The three most powerful men joined forces to attack Ye Kuang.

Ye Kuang's strength is terrifying!
But no matter how strong it is, it is still enough to face the three strong emperors.

Ye Kuang was injured in the end, his body was already bloody.

Ye Chen ignored him, he had just been promoted, and his energy and blood were not stable, so he didn't go to the battle anymore, the result was the same anyway.

He looked to the other side, there were 30 people in addition to the [-] monsters, and the besieging of the remaining nine people was already a sure thing.

Ye family, this is almost the same, take it!

At this time, no one can come.

"Blood Spirit Call!"

"Masters of the Blood Spirit Race, you must—"

Ye Kuang took out a mirror, which seemed to be able to contact the Blood Spirit Clan. He had just half-spoken, and he didn't know if it had been passed on, so he was pierced and broken by Ye Chen's sword.

"Old stuff!"

"Do you have to let me kill you myself?"

Ye Chen looked at the other two and the demon, shook his head and said, "Killing people is so slow!"

He spotted Ye Kuang, punched out, the blood exploded completely, hooked the power of heaven and earth, and punched the Buddha Kingdom with one punch, and thousands of Nirvana Buddhas flew out one after another from the fist mark, like light spots, one after another Hit the injured Ye Kuang.

Puff puff! !

puff puff! !
Every Nirvana Buddha hit Ye Kuang was a blow.

Thousands of layers of blows came down, and Ye Kuang was close to collapse.

Finally, the fist print arrived, and with a crackling sound, countless blood rained down.

The patriarch of the Ye family—Ye Kuang, has completely fallen!

Although he was severely injured, he was killed by Ye Chen's punch. Ye Chen's real strength is not comparable to that of Ye Wudi and Ye Feng.

quickly!

More than half of the other Ye family members were killed, and the others all surrendered.

"Hall Master!"

"Kill dozens of people and capture 40 people!"

"They are all Emperor Senior Realm!"

Elder Tianwen led many demon clans and came over the captives.

Ye Chen sighed, waved his hands to release them from the prison, and facing everyone, said: "Everyone, is it really so good to take refuge in the Blood Spirit Clan?"

"Every time the Blood Spirit Race comes, they will slaughter many people."

"Kunlun Xu has become weaker and weaker. Do you really think that being valued by the Blood Spirit Race will allow you to go to other powerful places in the future?"

"The gap between Gaowu plane and our Kunlunxu plane is too big." He looked at the captive Ye family members and said, "People like Ye Nantian and Ye Wushuang may be killed by seven or eight people if they really go to the place of the blood spirit clan." The toddler's body exploded with one punch."

"For the Blood Spirit Race, you are just dispensable things."

"Besides, when they take you away, they also let you attack other people and serve as cannon fodder."

"Instead of dying at the hands of those top powerhouses, you might as well resist the blood elves, at least not die as 'traitors'."

"Okay, I've finished speaking, those who are willing to fight against the Blood Spirit Race, and who regard me as the head of the Ye family, come to me."

Quite a few of Ye Feng's lineage Emperor Zunjing directly expressed: "I am willing to fight against the Blood Spirit Race!"

"I am also willing to enshrine you as the head of the family!"

"Such a young Patriarch is so powerful, why not do it!"

……

Soon, Ye Feng and Ye Wudi's veins, dozens of Emperor Senior Realm, hundreds of elders, including the elders below the Emperor Senior Realm of Ye Kuang and Ye Jianshuang's three veins, have completely surrendered to Ye Chen.

But it is clear that some of the group of people who were taken down have not yet awakened.

"Ye Chen, your actions are asking for your own death!"

"Ye Chen, the Blood Spirit Clan is too strong, you are courting death!"

"Ye Chen—"

pop~~
Ye Chen directly used spells to erase the lives of these people.

Turned into a blood mist.

These people can't be kept, it's useless, they are people who are loyal to the Blood Spirit Clan and the Huang family, they have to die!

"Cough cough!"

"I, Ye Feng, meet the Patriarch!"

Ye Feng patted his clothes, and gestured to Ye Chen with his sword in his arms.

Ye Wudi also retracted his sword, clasped his fists and signaled: "Ye Wudi, lead the Ye family to meet the Patriarch!"

"I'll wait, see the master!"

Wan Qianye's disciples all knelt down to meet the new Patriarch!

"Okay!" Ye Chen nodded and said, "From today onwards, the Ye family will be merged into the Guangming Palace and become a separate pavilion!"

The Ye family belonged to Ye Chen, and all of them were included in the Guangming Palace.

Close to dozens of Emperor Senior Realm, it can be regarded as all the combat power that can be obtained by subduing the Ye family, and they were also dispatched by Ye Chen to go to Kungu to fight against the Huang family. At the same time, Ye Chen also asked Elder Qingjian to take his parents back .

With Qingjian's skill, no one can stop him unless Han Yun and the ancestor of the Huang family make a move.

The reason why Ye Chen didn't go together was because there was a more important matter right now.

On the one hand, he has a lot of insights from this battle and needs to practice.

On the other hand, he must know where Ji Siqing and Xia Ruoxue went after they disappeared!

The spirit city in Ye Fudong's mouth does not exist, or does this place really exist!
……

At the same time, somewhere in Kunlun Xu, a deep-space vortex slowly formed, and endless blood gushed out.

A middle-aged man walked out slowly, surrounded by endless blood mist, like a Nether God walking out of a sea of ​​blood from a mountain of corpses, and the traces of blood mist turned into thick blood, dripping into the valley below.

boom! !

Everything in front of him suddenly shattered.

A drop of blood has such power, and this person's skill is at its peak, even Han Yun and others can't do it.

The middle-aged man glanced at dozens of people in front of him, all of whom were disciples of small sects, and snorted coldly. Immediately, a huge blood-colored force crushed all 15 people in front of him, turning into blood mist and lingering around him.

He stared at the surrounding situation, "Sometimes, I don't come to Kunlun Xu, a low-level trash plane!"

"People from Kunlun Xu, who dare to kill my people, really ate a bear's heart and leopard courage!"

It was fine at first, but I didn't expect Master to feel that the blood spirit clansmen sitting here were killed in battle!
Six lowly clansmen were killed in battle, and I don't know who did it!

It doesn't matter who did it.

They're going to die anyway!
"Elder Wei!"

"Elder!"

Behind, a group of blood-clothed youths slowly stepped into the void of Kunlun.

This group of people is very young, but all of them contain extremely powerful murderous aura, like a group of killing puppets, each of them has at least tens of thousands of lives in their hands, they are simply a team of devils!
Moreover, their realm, even the lowest one, can rival Han Yun!

He is a true pride of heaven!
The oldest man is probably only 30 years old!
"Elder Wei!" A young man with a hooked nose and a bloody coat stepped forward and clasped his fists, "Elder, the six people were killed this time. It must be some courageous person who wants to rebel. You might as well let me take action and kill them all." kill, how?"

(End of this chapter)