Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1723: True man
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"There is not much combat power left, but it is more than enough to destroy you." Ye Chen sneered, not much nonsense, directly attacked.
"It's a big tone." Runner Ming will be angry and screamed, stepped across, walked into the sky, and pinched the runner's seal.
The eight other ninth generals in the ninth hall also killed together.
Obvious group fights, meditation, eight Saint, one Quasi Saint king, of course, no red face.
No way, blame 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' is too fierce.
Tianhe meditation after psychic transformation, how arrogant, even he was defeated, one-on-one, who is the Ye Chen opponent.
“It ’s so lively, I ’ll wait for a while.” The other seven halls of the Ming Palace all laughed and moved.
"I am a good girl, this is shameless!"
At the sight of the Eight Halls of the Ming, all the pressure over the past, and there were scornful sounds below.
Eight kings Quasi Saint, sixty-four kings Saint, but a group of Quasi Saint, this is more than shameless, simply no face.
Know that they are the leaders of the younger generation in the underworld, each with their own arrogance, always representing the palaces.
But now, they have surrendered their arrogance and abandoned their supreme reputation. Under the eyes of everyone, they besieged Quasi Saint.
In this way, not only did they lose their faces, but even the faces of the Eight Temples Yan Luo were also lost.
"The old lady is really blind." Many women resented.
Beauty loves heroes. In their eyes, all the major underlings are heroes, but the male gods in their hearts.
But today, the actions of the generals in the temples really disappointed them. Where is this hero, it is a bunch of rats.
Losing is not a shame, victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists.
Despite defeat, it ’s just as good as it is to lose, but at the same time it loses its strength, and even loses its character, it is a disgrace.
For a time, all the women looked at Ye Chen's eyes, but there was so much admiration, the beautiful eyes were clear like water, and the eyes were rippled.
Compared to the various temples, he is a real man, with strong bones and clanks, and he did not flinch from the seventy-two meditations.
No one in the underworld has such courage.
This is the charm of personality, which can impress the hearts of women, such as Ye Chen, is the hero in his heart.
"A group of rats." Amidst the disdain, Ye Chen thundered with anger, fists and fists, and drove back the front runner.
"Suppression." The other eight ninth halls of the ninth hall will be killed, and together they will urge a sword to kill, which is actually a holy soldier.
The sword-killing power is extremely fierce. One sword draws the mountains and the other, and the sword splits the world. Rao is the Ye Chen combat power.
The blood of the ancient holy sage was splashing in the sky, and all of them were dazzling.
If it ’s not Ye Chen, it ’s a sword that is enough to split him, the Eight Great Ghosts will join forces, and the attack is too scary.
"Come on." The remaining seven temples will be killed, standing on the four sides of the virtual sky, each pinching the seal, and moving Secret Laws Divine Ability.
Either the sword mansions, or the fist shadows, or the horrible underworld, or the banned circle, go down into the sky and overwhelm.
The seventy-two meditations, who shot together, how magnificent the scene was like a curtain of skylight, covering Ye Chen.
So quiet, the frightened watchers subconsciously retreated.
Eight kings Quasi Saint and sixty-two Saints, and work together to attack, not to mention Quasi Saint, even the Holy King can't bear it!
The sky collapsed, and it only rolled into smoke, and no longer saw the Ye Chen figure, the whole became a dead place.
"The Eucharist will not die again this time, and Lao Tzu immediately eats shit."
Below, an old ghost will pluck his beard, his face is meaningful, not bragging, he dare to eat shit.
This poison oath is not only issued by him alone, there are too many people like him. If Ye Chen does not die, everything can be done.
"Hey, it's really my sin!" The temples will stand in the sky, shaking their heads and sighing, all with compassion.
These gestures make people sneer when they look down.
"Obviously it is the behavior of the rat generation, but it just put on a posture of compassion and compassion, which is really disgusting."
"Everyone is dead, and now they are compassionate, who should show it to them?"
"What about the shameless spirit? Where did it go?"
"Straightforward appearance, a group of hypocritical hypocrites."
Guests, they scolded all the temples in their hearts.
Everyone has underestimate a meditation, not underestimate their combat power, but underestimate their ability to disguise.
Every hall will ignore the eyes below, all the pity on the surface, but the corners of the mouth have a sneer arc.
Who makes Ye Chen too strong, and it makes them afraid, and it has seriously threatened them, so he must die.
It's still that sentence, what they want is the result. The so-called process is not important, the face is gone, what process is required.
“I ’m all weird, I ’m asking you to provoke you, but I want to kill me like this, I have a hostile father ’s hatred with me?” When Zhong Ming was happily smirking, a reeling voice suddenly sounded.
"Not yet dead?"
"Let's hang it!" The audience underneath was also shocked, and their eyes were prominent, looking at the sky in disbelief.
However, seeing the sky, the billowing smoke continued to disperse.
Later, a prototype of a person slowly emerged.
That's Ye Chen, coming out of the sky, Xu is too heavy, so that every time the sole of the foot falls, the virtual sky trembles.
His long hair is gold-colored, with a nine-striped road portrayed on his eyebrows, interwoven with the divine pattern exclusive to the Eucharist.
His eyes are also gold-colored, deep and boundless, and have endless Grand Dao, which evolves within it.
He opened a domineering body, and his combat power reached its peak. The majestic power, such as the ocean, the ocean, and the momentum can swallow the eight wastelands.
"How could it not be possible to die?" The audience swallowed drunk, unbelievable, and expression also petrified.
"With his momentum, he has climbed more than one level."
"What happened, how could it become so powerful."
"What the **** is that?" The generals of the palace are also shocked, not calm, and the strength of Ye Chen is far beyond their expectations.
"Don't even have fun!" Ye Chen took out a mace and twisted his neck fiercely.
"Never die, I will slap you again." It was the runner's netherworld, who screamed and came the first one.
After that, the ninth hall, eight major meditations, and the other hall meditations also set off, and Ye Chen must never be left alive.
"A group of rats." Ye Chen screamed like a thunderous thunder, stepped out in one step, and immediately killed him in front of the runner.
The runner has changed expression, and he has not seen the Ye Chen figure. Such a speed is beyond the scope of his capture.
Electric light fire time, he backed away in a hurry, fear inside, today's Ye Chen, is too weird, depressing momentum.
"Where to go." Ye Chen killed in a blink of an eye. Without saying a word, the stick was smashed, and the void was crushed.
The runner will kneel, and after one face, he will be beaten by the Ye Chen, the blood mist will fill the sky, and it will be dazzling.
The audience was horrified, and the meditation in each temple was also shocked.
That's the runner meditation. The first medley under the throne of the runner, the king of Quasi Saint of genuine, was actually beaten by a Quasi Saint level. How strong is Ye Chen!
"Suppression." During the speech, the eighth ninth hall of the ninth hall has arrived, and once again, the Dynamite Saint King Sword Ling Tian / rises skywards came.
"Go." The Ye Chen rods are hard against the King Sword.
The clang sounded, the holy king sword was knocked out, the sword body cracked, the body was full of light, and it was completely annihilated.
Looking at it again, the Eight Great Ghosts who moved it, were also miserable enough, each body burst, turned over, and blood vomited wildly.
"Die!" The first man under the throne of the city poked Ling Tian / rises skywards with a finger, penetrated the nihility, merged 'Nascent Divinity' Secret Laws, pointed at Ye Chen 'Nascent Divinity', and wanted to kill Ye Chen.
His finger was terrible, blood spattered instantly.
Of course, it was n’t Ye Chen that was pierced by one finger, but a medley in the seventh branch hall. When he arrived, he did n’t know what happened.
This is due to Ye Chen, who moved around.
He does n’t have anything to do, but the ghost will be miserable. He was confessed to absolute kill.
"Damn it." The first underworld throne will sneer.
"You should be more damn." The cold sound sounded, and Ye Chen swept through the sky, killing him, raising his mace.
Okay! The first underworld under the throne of the city was hit by a wand, and 'Nascent Divinity' tried to escape and was suppressed by Ye Chen.
Seeing this, every palace will be swarming up, and Divine Ability will appear frequently.
Ye Chen sneered, opened the chaotic vision, summoned the golden sea of gods, the two are intertwined, and the chaotic Tao is also branded.
At once, the silhouette of the sky, Hula La fell.
There are so many unlucky medlars that were swallowed by the deep sea of Ye Chen gold during the fall, leaving no slag.
"It's all fun." Ye Chen smiled and ran across the world.
His tricks are unpredictable. He only has his hands up and down. Who is going to join in? The mace in his hands is a mess.
Everywhere, one person was blown away and his body burst.
Everywhere you go, there is blood, and the picture is very bloody.
This is a lawless picture, too scary.
The audience opened their mouths and did not speak for a long time.
That is seventy-two ghosts! The eight Quasi Saint kings and the sixty-four Saints were swept by a single person.
The power of Ye Chen has been seriously unconventional, giving people a feeling that he is not a Quasi Saint, but a holy king.
"Go." The first prince under the throne of Wangguan first dragged the **** body, withdrew from the battle circle, and walked away.
"Go?" Ye Chen sneered, chasing after three or five.
"Are you really going to die?" The first ghost under the throne of the official was overbearing, his eyes were flushed, and his forehead was exposed.
"Keep your stew to drink?" Ye Chen scolded, sending it to the sky with a stick, before it fell, the flesh had turned into a blood mist.
There is only one 'Nascent Divinity' left, which is enclosed in a copper furnace by Ye Chen.
Every temple will be fought against each other.
They wanted to leave, but Ye Chen did n’t do it. They had already killed their red eyes. The temples will flee in the front and he will chase behind.
Once you catch up and say nothing, let's talk with a mallet first.
Has opened the domineering body, and his fighting power and speed have been completely over the Ling Family in the palace. This is an absolute suppression.
No matter whether it is Saint or King Quasi Saint, no one can carry him with a stick and blood flowers blooming on the sky.