Mr. Zombie rises from the dead

Chapter 717 Evil Wind Art

Murder and kill!
Ye Chen's move absolutely embodies this skill to the extreme, hitting people so hard that they can't be defended, and wishing to die immediately.

"you……"

Fang Weiming's eyes were tearing apart, he entered the immortal sect to cultivate, like the proud son of heaven, when did he suffer such humiliation when he was going so smoothly, so he didn't have any strength to resist.

Everyone in Xueying Mountain knelt on the ground, their eyes were red with tears rolling inside.

There was a female student who had been in love with this magnificent second senior brother for a long time, now she stood up and pointed at Ye Chen and cried loudly, regardless of life or death.

"You are so hateful, why do you want to humiliate people like this? Brother Fang, Brother Fang, he..."

"Did I humiliate him?" Ye Chen looked innocent, glanced at the female disciple, and then at Fang Weiming.

"That's called humiliation."

After finishing speaking, he walked up to Fang Weiming, raised his leg and kicked him to the ground, and then stepped on his chest directly.

"Have you seen it clearly? This is called humiliation. I'm humiliated now. What can you do to me?"

"Beast! If you win, you win. Why do you bully people? Do you have any morals and etiquette? Brother Fang is talented and works so hard, but you have to..."

"What's none of my business? Just now, didn't you all say that I'm an evildoer, a big devil? I'm a big devil, what kind of etiquette and morality do I need?"

Ye Chen sneered, with a calm expression on his face.

"He is a monk at the peak of Jindan, and he shot at me, a mere disciple in the Qi training period. Why didn't you talk about etiquette and morality at that time? Now that I have stepped on him, why don't you tell me this?"

"So your morality is, if you win, you can do whatever you want. If I win, I have to give you a smile, and then ask if the attack was too heavy, how the injury is, and if there is any healing medicine, then take it out to compensate Come on, is that what you mean?"

"Hey, are you too nympho, something wrong with your brain?"

The female monk was stunned on the spot, and she was speechless when faced with Ye Chen's rhetorical question.

It’s fine for your senior brother to kill others while talking, but it’s fine for you to say “big brother is retreating” and make everyone risk their lives to make a detour.

Relying on the strength of the number of people, it is enough to bully others.

No one has a big fist now, so it’s okay if others humiliate you. Is Xianmen famous and double-standard?
Used to?

What doesn't exist, in Ye Chen's world, the only ones who can be spoiled are his own people.

In addition, it doesn't matter what kind of beast you are, it's fine if you're not an enemy, but if you're an enemy, you'll be slapped to death and your ashes will be thrown away.

"Anyone else have any comments?"

Ye Chen's gaze frightened the audience, and he revealed his domineering aura.

No one dared to look at him.

Everyone in Snow Eagle Mountain lowered their heads subconsciously.

Absolute strength brings absolute truth.

This is true of any world, and everything else is just floating clouds.

On the sky, the light surged and swept across, Luo Ming and Shi Zhengyang were fighting fiercely, and the agitation of the true essence had reached the limit.

The victory or defeat was in an instant, Ye Chen thought about it, looked up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Ming has some tricks. He and Shi Zhengyang are about equal in strength, fighting desperately. On paper, Shi Zhengyang should be stronger.

But up to this point in the fight between the two, Ye Chen felt that it was Luo Ming who was about to win.

I saw a sudden gust of wind, and the wind and sand surged.

In a blink of an eye, that piece of sky was swallowed up.

This wind and sand is not the wind and sand in the desert, but the disaster of the evil wind in the three disasters and five calamities. The masters of the immortal sect are most afraid of this disaster.

Once an immortal is caught by this wind, all internal organs, nine orifices, and heavenly spirit will be blown away, and they will wither and die like a dying day.

Before the great catastrophe of Conferring Gods, there were wonderful laws of heaven and earth, and three thousand ways, all of which could be practiced and comprehended. This method of evil wind is one of the most vicious and exquisite techniques.

With Luo Ming's realm, it is incredible that he can study this technique so far. Even Ye Chen was amazed by him.

"If this child is cultivated well, he will definitely accomplish a lot in the future. Three disasters and five calamities will trap most of the immortals in the world."

Ye Chen's eyes were shining brightly, and his heart was constantly deducing.

In the post-conferred god era, great cultivators of earth celestial beings like Patriarch Bodhi would consider three disasters and five calamities as the biggest difficulty on their way to immortality, let alone now.

Looking at the evil wind again, Shi Zhengyang screamed again and again, in extreme pain, struggling like a hungry ghost in hell.

But the harder he struggled, the stronger the power of the evil wind. This wind seemed to be similar to the inner demon. If he wanted to overcome it, he needed to calm down and keep his mind to the source, so that he could not move like a mountain.

"After Shi Zhengyang is finished, the evil wind enters the body. He doesn't know to stick to the original source, but exerts all his strength. The golden core vibrates, and there are more cracks, giving the evil wind more opportunities to take advantage of."

Among the crowd of disciples from various sects, the skinny disciple's eyes flickered, he shook his head and murmured.

Ye Chen listened to all directions, took control of the audience, watched him suddenly, caught his words all at once, a trace of surprise flashed across his expression, and he subconsciously looked over in a blink of an eye.

As if feeling something, this disciple also just raised his head and looked at Ye Chen's side. His eyes met, and he immediately buried his head down.

"It's interesting. There are quite a few talented disciples among the immortal sects of the Western Regions."

Ye Chen's figure flashed, and he suddenly came in front of this disciple, with a playful smile on his face, and looked at him playfully.

Being stared at by Ye Chen like this, the disciple seemed to be flustered, his expression dodged, and he didn't dare to look at each other.

Ye Chen didn't speak, and kept smiling all the time. Even the disciples around him felt the lingering fear in their hearts, and stepped back a little, completely isolating the two of them.

"Ex, senior, we have something to talk about. I'm scared when you look at me like that." The disciple finally couldn't hold back any longer, and said timidly, in a low voice full of resentment.

"What are you afraid of, a dignified disciple of the immortal sect, and not a little daughter-in-law, can I still eat you?" Ye Chen laughed.

"Your eyes are scarier than cannibalism. The majestic way of heaven is shocking through the ages. I'm just a small mayfly. That's where I am..."

"I know a lot, and you have such a unique vision. You are a talent. I am very optimistic about you. Don't belittle yourself." Ye Chen chuckled and said unhurriedly.

"What is your name?"

"Fear of keeping grandchildren, senior, you..."

Fear Liusun looked up at Ye Chen with a bitter look on his face.

But look at this.

All the expressions on his face froze for a moment, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.

Ye Chen grabbed Filiusun's shoulder fiercely, and asked excitedly, "Say it again, what's your name?"

"Ai, Ai Liusun, why are you so excited, senior?" Ai Liusun asked blankly, feeling very troubled.

When did I become so famous?

Or with this great man who knows the past and the present, who has never been seen before or since, when did he meet the god man?
(End of this chapter)