The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 142: Second kill!

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Chapter 142 Spike!

The warriors in the audience obviously did not expect Ye Chen's patience to be so good. This time, it took a full half an hour.

Half an hour later, even the other martial arts masters on the stage were a little bit stunned. These three talents finally stood up, with an extremely powerful aura bursting out of them, with a confident expression on their faces. .

Puppet martial artist!

The third elder took a deep breath, and gently stroked his cheeks with his hands. The old face wrinkled like tree bark was now smooth and delicate again, making him look like a thirty or forty-year-old man. Man.

"Is this the power of Sanctuary..."

After the third elder touched him, he looked at his hands in disbelief, and suddenly hid his face and wept bitterly. This level has stuck him for a whole life, and I don't know how many people have been stuck for a lifetime!

Compared to him, the younger Wei Tianzheng performed slightly better, but he was still trembling with excitement, because Wei Tianzheng also knew that if nothing happened, he might not be able to set foot in the sanctuary in this life!

Compared with the two of them, Hu Xiuxiu's performance is much better. After all, this Yuan Sheng Pill is originally from the Hu family. Although it is extremely precious, it is not unused by herself.

At this time, Xing's eyes were wide open, staring at Ye Chen, gritted her teeth and said: "The surname Ye, I admit that you have a kind, actually wait until we are familiar with the power of Wu Sheng before we are willing to do it." /

"In a sense, I admire you very much, but one yard goes to one yard. You kill my husband and my nephew. This hatred is not shared!"

"Today...you must die!"

At this time, Ye Chen opened his eyes and said faintly: "Are you finished? Come up and kill you when you are finished."

Hu Xiuxiu snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I've been walking across the country in the past few years. I have seen countless warriors. I have never seen an arrogant guy like you. Do you really think that you can be at the same time? Fight against three pseudo-martial sages? What's more, there are nine martial arts masters watching!"

Ye Chen calmly said: "No matter how many ants there are, they are only ants. They can't fly into the sky or become butterflies. To become a butterfly, you must at least experience the process of breaking through the cocoon and becoming a butterfly. Pill, where does it have this effect?"

His words rolled his eyes to the three people who just stepped into the pseudo-martial sage, and the three elders raised their hands and said in a deep voice: "Since your Excellency is so confident, let me understand the brilliant tricks!" /

Speaking, the emerald green bamboo stick in his hand, as if it had come alive, pointed towards Ye Chen's three acupoints: Baihui, Shenting, and Sun. It is said that hitting people is not slapped in the face, but the three elders have been recruiting Ye Chen's head directly, obviously preparing to kill.

Ye Chen snorted disdainfully, raised one hand, flicked his index finger, and flicked away the third elder's bamboo stick, looking at his understatement, as if he was driving a fly.

But the three elders suddenly changed their color. He stepped back quickly to stabilize his figure, but at the same time, there was a dull pain in his hands.

The third elder looked down and found that his tiger’s mouth was cracked, and his heart trembled. Ye Chen just shot it casually, giving him the feeling that he was like a master who has been **** magical powers for decades, with all his strength. The effect of one blow!

"What kind of monster is this..."

The self-confidence that the three elders had just surged was shattered almost instantly. Fortunately, at this time, when the others saw that the situation was wrong, they all hurriedly stepped forward. Among them, the one who rushed to the front was just becoming a false martial sage. Anxious to experience his soaring strength, Wei Tianzheng.

Although seeing the three elders being repelled by a finger, Wei Tianzheng is still full of confidence, because although the dog-sticking method is powerful, the weapon of the three elders is an ordinary bamboo stick, how can it exert its power? .

But they are different. The people of the Wei family have to soak their legs in the ancestral secret potion since they were born, and since then they have constantly exercised their legs and tempered them to be as hard as steel. Iron is not inferior to any weapon.

Before that, Wei Tianzheng had also discussed with the three elders. The other party's broken bamboo stick was basically the one that was kicked off by two or three kicks.

At this time, Wei Tianzheng, under the blessing of the pseudo-martial sage's strength, only felt that his legs seemed to be transformed into. The wishful golden cudgel of Qitian Great Sage was enough to slay demons and demons, and was invincible!

Wei Tianzheng's thunderbolt leg, like lightning across the sky, took the back of the opponent's neck, but Ye Chen still stood still, raising his arm horizontally.

"Boom——!"

This trick is to kick Ye Chen firmly on the wrist. It stands to reason that he uses his arms to fight his thighs. Ye Chen should be the one who suffers. But the fact is that if the kicked person has nothing to do, Wei Tianzheng will instead Falling down from the air, he hugged his calf and screamed like a pig.

"My legs! My legs!"

The other martial arts masters who were about to step forward suddenly shuddered. Everyone is a figure with a face on the rivers and lakes. They know each other and know each other. How overbearing is Wei Tianzheng's pair of iron legs? Let alone a human arm, even a marble pillar can be kicked in half!

However, such a pair of murder weapons was abandoned by a random blocker surnamed Ye. Is it possible that he has practiced the legendary power of King Kong not bad?

Just when they were all shocked, Ye Chen was too lazy to keep his hands anymore. The enemies in front of him were too weak to even count as an appetizer before the battle against Wu Sheng.

Seeing Ye Chen's figure swayed and suddenly appeared behind everyone, these martial arts masters didn't have time to react at all, and they saw Ye Chen raising his arms sideways and blasting out a punch.

Xuanwu Jin!

The martial arts master in front of him, before he even turned his head, was punched through his heart, vomiting blood in his mouth, and he couldn't live by seeing it!

There was deep sadness and despair in his eyes, and he opened his mouth as if he was eager for mercy, but Ye Chen's expression was as cold as iron.

Since this group of people covets that Yuan Sheng Dan to be their enemy, they must be prepared to be killed. If Ye Chen loses, can they expect their men to be merciful and spare themselves and their three daughters?

When Ye Chen fought the Ten Thousand Realms back then, he had seen too many such situations, so when he should be cruel, he would definitely be cruel.

After killing one person with a punch, Ye Chen didn't stop, and immediately used the Vermillion Bird Tour, and came behind the next person. The person had not yet reacted from the horror, but was killed by a punch!

In this way, Ye Chen repeated the previous actions, as easy as an assembly line operation, killing seven martial arts masters in an instant.

Up to this time, those people reacted, and the remaining martial arts masters knelt down on the ground in a hurry, crying, and kept kowtowing and shouting:

"I took it, I took it! Please forgive me, please forgive me!"