Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1280: Those who do n’t kneel, die
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This ancient city is also very prosperous. The streets Reverend are bustling with movies, and all come and go are cultivator. I do n’t see a mortal person. Among them, there are many big Divine Ability people. I walked along and saw more than one Quasi Saint.
There are many people on the main street.
Look closely, all the pedestrians on the street are pointing at a ragged woman.
The woman is about twenty years old, bare feet, with disheveled hair, holding a bun in her hands, and walking on the street trembling while chewing, plus her ragged clothes, like a beggar beggar.
She seems to have been stimulated. Some of her nerves are abnormal. On the one hand, she lowers her head and nibble her buns. Sometimes she looks up at the people around her in horror, as if she is afraid of everything in this world.
People on both sides of the street are disgusted, and many people have covered their noses, hiding as far away as the stars, swearing in the mouth, and wishing the woman to die immediately.
However, there were two people who did not avoid it, but blocked in the middle of the road.
These are two big bearded beards, fierce and evil, just like two bandits who lick the blood at the tip of a knife.
They did not shy away. They touched their chins and looked at her up and down. There were fierce eyes and kinky. The evil light flickered. It seemed that they did n’t mind bringing the female beggar back to enjoy.
"Little girl, come with me!" A big man smiled, showing his disgusting big yellow teeth.
The woman seemed to be frightened and curled up holding her bun, especially when she saw the fierce evil in the big man ’s smile, it made her whole body tremble.
"I'll treat you well." Dahan stepped forward, smiling and obscene and brutal, protruding the big hand to get rid of the woman's disheveled hair, but was avoided by the woman's nervous reaction.
"Have a shameless face." The big man suddenly looked fierce and suddenly raised his slap.
Surely, Dahan's palm fell down, and he was grasped by a sudden hand.
In the next moment, the big man felt that his body had lost his balance, and then his feet left the ground, and was thrown into the sky by the person. Before they even landed, he exploded into blood mist in the sky.
You ...!
The other big man suddenly changed color and wanted to escape, but a divine light shot from behind him.
Poof!
Blood flowers bloom, and another big man also turns into blood mist.
The picture is very bloody, and people on both sides are trembling, looking at the two people who shot, a young man, a bald head, just to find the Ye Chen and Long Yi of the reincarnated people.
Ye Chen stepped forward and wanted to touch the woman's cheek.
The woman evaded again. While she stumbled back, expression looked at Ye Chen in horror. The buns were tightly held in her hands, fearing that Ye Chen rushed forward to grab her food.
Ye Chen had a sour nose and tears in his eyes, and suddenly stepped forward, holding the woman into his arms.
The woman wanted to break free, but Ye Chen hugged tighter, "Do n’t be afraid of poetry and painting, Brother is here."
A warm word made the struggling woman's body shivering, raised her cheeks, and through a disheveled hair, she saw a vicissitudes of her face. She was a little confused at expression.
Do n’t be afraid!
Ye Chen choked with a smile, patting her back gently.
The woman stopped fighting, just staring at the face, his arms were warm.
Seeing this scene, there were many people talking about it, pointing at Ye Chen and Lin Shihua. They watched Ye Chen holding her. More people covered their noses and looked disgusted.
"Look what to see, get out." The dragon screamed, screaming, and Hanmang flashed in his eyes.
"Young people, pay attention to your words, so as not to cause death." Youyou's words sounded, it was an old man in purple clothes, the tone was still gloomy, and he was angry at Long Yi's scolding.
"Everyone, kneel and compensate her, those who don't kneel, die." Ye Chen held Lin Shihua in one hand, expression was indifferent, the words were plain, and he was incomparable. Lin Shihua was the reincarnation of Grand Chu, who fought for the world for hundreds of years. Died in Grand Chu, but now it looks like this, the life they protect, but they all show disgust to her, how could he not be angry.
"A Sovereign Realms, it's such a big tone." It was the old man in purple clothes again, screaming loudly.
Of course, in the next second, his head was separated from his body. His rolled head and his eyes were still full of incredible colors. His dazzling Sovereign Realms 6th Layer days, he was instantly killed by a second.
"This ..." The people present changed color, it was a Sovereign Realms!
"Kneeling is not kneeling." Ye Chen faintly said.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone frowned, and some people whispered, "Can't we afford to provoke us?"
It's just that the man took a step and was punished by a divine glow.
The man stared blankly at the blood hole in front of his chest. His eyes were prominent and unbelievable. He fell down on the spot and died instantly.
"Little friend, it's too much." A gray-haired old man coldly at the peak of Sovereign Realms said.
"In a word, kneeling is not kneeling." Ye Chen's words are still plain.
"Looking for death." The gray-haired old man burst into anger and split with a palm of Ling Tian / rises skywards, but was knocked out by Ye Chen with a palm of his hand, and flew hundreds of feet backwards.
His!
The scene was filled with air-sucking voices, which shocked Ye Chen's combat power and shocked Ye Chen's fierce means.
Poof! puff! puff!
In the shock, Xianmang was everywhere, and all the standing figures were turned into blood mist.
Kneel, we kneel!
Someone immediately fell to the ground with a thump. If they did n’t kneel, they would be the next to be destroyed. Although they did n’t know what the relationship between Ye Chen and the female beggar was, they knew they could live on their knees.
However, not everyone is kneeling down, and there are still so many people standing in the cold.
Ye Chen didn't speak. He held Lin Shi's paintings in one hand and waved in one hand. There was no standing person, only bursting blood mist, but those who were still standing were destroyed.
Kneel, we kneel!
At this time, those stiff people also knelt on the ground in a hurry.
Ye Chen settled down and stood quietly.
There are still people who have not kneeled in this ancient city. There are two restaurants on the left, four restaurants not far away, one in the restaurant behind, and one in the east.
They are all Quasi Saint. At the moment, they are tasting light wine, and they do n’t care about the killing of Ye Chen. It seems that they know that Ye Chen dare not take action against them, and they are very confident in their fighting power.
"The eight above, come down." Ye Chen spoke lightly, "Kneel down and make a guilt with her."
"Little friends, arrogant people, there is no good ending." A purple clothing Quasi Saint mellowed, still tasting the wine lightly, "The people who kill too much of the heart will eventually fail to achieve a positive result." /
Ye Chen didn't speak, and stepped on the ground lightly.
At the time, the ancient city shuddered, and the standing restaurants collapsed at the foot of Ye Chen.
This time, all the eight Quasi Saints came down and landed on the ground.
It's still the purple dress Quasi Saint, gently pulling his beard, looking at Ye Chen, the words are quiet, "You can choose a dead method."
Ye Chen didn't say a word, shrank in one step, and instantly killed that purple clothing Quasi Saint before his death.
You ...!
The purple clothing Quasi Saint, which was still light and windy at the last moment, this momentary color change, I did n’t know that Ye Chen had such a mysterious body method, and even his Quasi Saint cultivation behavior, he could not figure out the figure of Ye Chen.
Poof!
Blood splash, the half of the flesh of Ziyi Quasi Saint was bombarded by Ye Chen into blood mist.
The old man in purple clothes stepped back, but still had n’t fixed his body. An overbearing immortal mane had already shot through, pierced his Core Sea, and his Quasi Saint repair was instantly clean and wasted.
I ... my cultivation!
Ziyi Quasi Saint roared, and could not accept this fact.
Boom!
After all, Ziyi Quasi Saint's staggered body, although unable to support, slammed down on the ground.
Xiu is clean and wasted, he is no longer a high Quasi Saint, but a complete waste
Probably, until this moment, he really understood what he regretted. He held Quasi Saint to be invincible in the world, but he did n’t even support one trick in an Sovereign Realms. If he knew that Ye Chen was so strong, he should n’t pretend to force it. He should kneel down honestly, so he won't suffer this much.
This ... this ...!
The other seven Quasi Saints retreated one after another. expression was pale and Ye Chen was far beyond their expectations. One Quasi Saint was actually overwhelmed by one move, and all was revoked.
Withdrawing, the seven Quasi Saints suddenly turned around and each set foot on the void sky. If they could n’t afford it, they would have to escape.
Surely, they only stepped into the void, and they were pressed down by a golden hand covering the sky.
Poof! puff! puff!
The seven celestial immortals flew, blood spattered one after another, and the repairs of the seven Quasi Saint were also cleaned up on the spot.
I ... my cultivation!
The roar is trembling, and they are no longer Quasi Saint high above, but also turned into a complete waste, which is more painful than killing them. Cultivation is their life!
Seeing this, Long sneered one by one, "Let you, you don't kneel, this is what you asked for."
Ah ...!
The painful roars of the seven Quasi Saint all collapsed and knelt on the ground, only to know why they regretted it. If they knelt down, they would not have this embarrassment. As Long Yi said, these are what they asked for.
At this point, there are no standing people in this ancient city, kneeling down one after another, each shaking with trembling, just like the previous Lin Shi painting, his face pale white, full of eyes panic.
Ye Chen is gone, hand in hand Lin Shihua who is still shaking with full of eyes.
She was not rebelling, letting Ye Chen Ye Chen pull, the warm big hand gave her endless warmth, making her do not want to resist, feeling that the young man in front was very kind.
Why! Why!
Behind, the eight Quasi Saint screamed and roared, tearing their hearts apart, "I will have no grievances with you, why?"
Ye Chen walked out of the ancient city, the figure disappeared, but a majestic and cold word came back, "The survival of Wanyu was fought with 90 million heroes, she was one of them Every mountain, every river, every tree, every grass, every flower, every soul, including you, in the heavens and the world owe them. "