Opening Sign To Yinglong Martial Soul

Chapter 132

Chapter 132

“You threaten me!” Shao Lao stared at Ye Chen.

“What’s the matter, what’s the matter, although you are a master of the three great Grand Great Master, but I am not the same as before!”

Ye Chen leaned straight against the sword, and this remnant sword was not a vegetarian either.

“Kill, Old Shao killed him, leave me alone, I want to kill him!” Murong Ling Shen shouted.

“Hands!” Shao Lao glanced at Murong Lingshen. He didn’t seem to care about Murong Lingshen’s disagreement. In one thought, two desperate Grand Great Masters guarded the front and back exits.

With a move of Shao Lao’s figure, he rushed towards Ye Chen. His thin face was full of endless killing intent. The task Shui Yue Changtian confessed was to kill Ye Chen, and Murong Ling Shen was not that important.

Two triangular sky sheep appeared straight out, roaring to suppress the sky, a golden sheep horn in his hand slammed straight towards Yechen, and once it fell, the earth trembled like Mount Tai, and the whole altar was full of debris. .

With a wave of Ye Chen’s sword, a sword beam shot out, and also took the top of Shao Lao’s head. The sword beam passed by, and everything was nothing.

Shao Lao’s heart moved, and his body flashed abruptly, but after a thought, Ye Chen cut off his beard in half.

Huhu, a series of swords, Ye Chen’s sword swung down, stepping into the Grand Great Master, Ye Chen’s Spiritual Qi is no longer what it used to be, like a steady stream.

With one sword, two swords, three swords, seven swords in a row, although Mr. Shao possesses a stronger Spirit Power than Ye Chen, he can’t get close to Ye Chen.

It was a series of void and dark shadows, forcing Old Shao out of Ye Chen Baizhang.

Huhu, suddenly Ye Chen retreated, pulling Liu Qianqiu, and rushing towards an entrance.

“Stop him, can’t let him run!” Murong Ling was shocked, and Old Shao was even more shocked.

“Hmph, stop me, just rely on a Grand Great Master!”

Ye Chen let out a sneer, the sword in his hand fell straight down, and the sword of destruction was cut out, and the dark line in the void slashed immediately.

The sword is separated from the people. This Exceptional Grand Great Master has not turned around yet, has been separated from the sword, and fell in a pool of blood.

“Destroy my face, Ye Chen, you are not allowed to leave!” Murong Lingchen was the closest to Ye Chen, and immediately rushed over.

A golden dragon and a half of the power slapped Ye Chen’s back heavily, poof, and a sudden palm, causing Ye Chen’s heart to burst with blood.

“Murong Lingshen, you’re looking for death!” Ye Chen was furious, returned his hand, drew a sword towards Murong Lingshen, and the sword light flew.

Murong Lingchen was shocked, but Ye Chen’s eyes were cold, the sword had flown from his neck, and he let out a scream, then stopped.

“Shen Wang!”

Looking at Murong Ling’s dead body, the surrounding men were surprised and suspicious, Murong Lingchen was killed, and he died so easily in Ye Chen’s hands.

But at this moment, Ye Chen’s expression changed, and Liu Qianqiu’s expression became even more ugly.

This Murong Ling’s respectful Elder Shao didn’t even feel sad for him at all. He almost raided the moment when Ye Chen killed Murong Ling Shen.

The power of the three golden dragons, turned into a giant fist, came welcoming the night.

“He died, you go to die too!” Shao Lao laughed wildly, with an unspeakable joy in his eyes. The sword in Ye Chen’s hand just now was too good for him to make a move. Now this opportunity is a hundred years old. Meet.

“His Royal Highness, get away, I’ll block!” Liu Qianqiu hurriedly said behind him. As long as Ye Chen retreats, retreats behind him, and he blocks this strike, Ye Chen will have hope.

“You didn’t give up on me before, so how can I leave my own subordinates!”

“Tathagata Celestial Phenomenon!”

Ye Chen condensed, and there was a scream, endless Buddha shadows reflected in all directions, the vast Hongwei suddenly fell, and suddenly flew down with a palm.

The huge palm shadow rushed to the world and rushed towards Shao Lao.

Only in an instant, Ye Chen’s face was as bloody as paper, but in the palm of his hand, Shao Lao’s fist was shattered by this palm.

Booming, Shao Lao was shocked, his chest was sunken, and his whole body was shocked and flew out.

And Ye Chen didn’t take a step back.

Looking coldly at the Grand Great Masters of Moxi Dynasty.

“Hmph, I will let you go today, and I will definitely send you on the road next time!”

Ye Chen yelled coldly, and his cold eyes swept across the masters of Moxi Dynasty, and everyone bowed their heads, not dare to look directly at Ye Chen.

“go!”

With a sound of falling, Ye Chen and Liu Qianqiu flew straight away, no one was seen for an instant, leaving only two fearful corpses, and a horrified face of Moxi three people.

In just a short time, Ye Chen killed the two of them, and also shook back the three great Grand Great Master Shao Lao.

“Old Shao, how are you, are you okay!” The crowd looked at Old Shao in fear, just for a few moments.

Shao Lao was originally a middle-aged black hair, but he turned white in the blink of an eye, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which relieved his energy.

“Old Shao, your hair!”

“What a terrible boy, that palm is accompanied by a Buddha’s shadow! What kind of palm is this? How can there be such a strong force suddenly! If my heart is kept in the extreme realm, his palm will be Can kill the old man!”

Shao Lao’s eyes were tight, and he didn’t care about his hair.

“What, that palm almost killed Shao Lao!” a Grand Great Master asked, Shao Lao nodded.

“It is indeed possible. This palm should also be the Heavenly skill of which faction. Only Heavenly skill can have such a powerful power. Even other Cultivation Techniques, even with the ground-level skill, it is impossible for the old man to fall into desperation with his Spirit Power at this time!”

Shao Lao Dao, looking at his gray hair, his palms were also trembling.

“Then Elder Shao, what shall we do now, Wang Shen is in Ye Chen’s hands!”

Everyone stared at Shao Lao, this time it was a heavy loss.

“Hmph, of course I will find Ye Chen and kill him again!”

It’s just that there are many Grand Great Masters in Moxi Dynasty, but no one dares to respond, especially when Ye Chen thinks of the moment, a unique Grand Great Master and Murong Ling sank to death, and even Shao Lao almost died. fear.

“I know you are afraid of him, but he has just stepped into the Grand Great Master realm, and Spiritual Qi has only just been able to go back and forth, so he dare to use such heavenly powers and exert all his strength. Without five days, he can’t do it with anyone, otherwise he will become one. The waste, as long as you find him within five days, it is his death.”

“But, Elder Shao, could you have read it wrong? He also recovered quickly before, and Ye Chen might be fine this time!” One person suspected that if Ye Chen was not injured, he would be invincible.

“Hmph, Ye Chen is extremely cunning. If it weren’t for serious injuries, you thought he would leave him in such a hurry. He could take the opportunity to kill my old man, but he didn’t do so. There is only one kind of pity. He hurts more than me. Heavy!”

“Chasing, be sure to sweep Ye Chen out!”

Shao Laozhen was angry. He was formerly called Shao Lao by everyone’s respect, but now he is really gray-haired and old.

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“Your Highness, your face is so pale and scary, do you want to take a break!”

Relying on Sheji’s forehead, Ye Chen stopped in front of a gorgeous Great Hall.

Just as Liu Qianqiu said, Ye Chen’s face was as pale as paper at this time.

But Ye Chen looked at the gorgeous ancient temple in front of him.

“No hurry, if I guess it’s right, this should be the burial coffin of the Remnant Blade Sword Saint. Go in first and find a place to rest!” Ye Chen said, straight into the hall.

In front of the Great Hall, the sword-like sky pillars shone coldly, and the invisible Sword intent was released.

When Ye Chen entered the Great Hall, he was even more sighed by the exquisiteness of the hall. The dragon shadows on the painting wall, like the dragon shadow of the residual sword in Ye Chen’s hand, were all vivid.

It is not like an ancient tomb and Jedi, but like a prosperous place.

“His Royal Highness, there are no coffins all around!” Liu Qianqiu was a little confused.

But Ye Chen glanced straight at the giant sword on the altar. Jian Ju didn’t have the slightest spirituality, but Ye Chen’s eyes looked like hope in the void.

And looking at the map of Donggansheji, there are other things in the sword.

“Yes, the coffin of the Remnant Blade Sword Saint is in this sword!” Suddenly Ye Chen said.