The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 478: You are Ye Chen?

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"Dare you!"

Leng Yulong's eyes widened and his anger rose. He is the true biography of dignified Confucianism, a disciple of the suzerain. How can one salute a subordinate condensed pill?

It is the ordinary golden core ancestor, and he can't be regarded as a worship. Ye Chen's words completely angered him.

And Shi Lingxue added oil to the fire and said cold-bloodedly: "Oh, I said how to cheat in Beiwu Immortal Academy. It turned out to be a despicable Chinese. You think you can beat me with a Zhu Dantang. Your idea?"

"The waste of the yellow character class, wherever you go, it is a waste!"

The Qi machine like a volcanic eruption expands in Leng Yulong's body. I saw the blue qi rising on his face, like a dragon roaring, about to rise up into the sky and devour Ye Chen.

"Senior, be careful!" Su Rushuang's heart tightened.

She knows that this Leng Yulong is strong and Confucian style, but many teachers and uncles have not been trained. Generally Condensed Pill may not be his opponent. Qiu Ling'er and the others couldn't help being surprised.

"Huh."

Ye Chen said nothing, just stretched out his crystal clear palm and pressed it into the void.

"Boom."

An invisible power suddenly descended, pressing on Leng Yulong's shoulders like Mount Tai, trying to press him down on his knees. Leng Yulong roared wildly, and the Tsing Yi Dao Robe instantly swelled, and the wind condensed. It was even more visible that a dragon-like blue aura rose from the tail of his spine, along the center, and rushed out from the top of his head, turning into a breath bell.

"The Confucian style is true!"

Leng Yulong roared, the cyan air clock skyrocketed, and it changed to the size of ten feet, and the ban was about to be lifted.

He is at the peak of his body cultivation, and coupled with the great Dao body, his power of argument is not much weaker than that of Condensed Pill. Especially in the face of Huaxia's Ning Dan, Leng Yulong has a 50% chance of winning, and he is so unreliable.

Unexpectedly, the cyan air clock lasted only half a finger time, almost for an instant, before it shattered suddenly, and then the infinite force was pressed from the sky, and Peimo could do it. Easily smashed all his body-protecting qi, and with a bang, he squashed him on the ground, kneeled on both knees, and worshipped.

One palm, the second to the true legend of Confucianism!

"How is it possible?"

The juniors onlookers were shocked. They all knew Leng Yulong's strength. A Confucianist style, unparalleled in vertical and horizontal directions. Even in the face of Condensed Pill, he didn't give in half a step. Although not as good as the peerless King of Tianjiao, he is one of the few geniuses in the surrounding dozens of cities, and he was easily defeated by Ye Chen?

"Ah!"

Leng Yulong roared wildly, not accepting this fact.

The stripes are like a dragon, surging violently all over him, and each can break the mountains and rocks, and rival the flying sword. Unfortunately, not only did he not break free, but instead he was pressed again. With a thud, he sank deeply into the ground, pressing the smooth mirror surface made by the black jade stone slab into a humanoid mark.

"This..."

Everyone was speechless.

Qiu Ling'er's eyes widened, unable to believe it. Su Rushuang covered her small mouth and looked in astonishment. As for Zhou Yun, it was more like eating a dead fly, with an expression of constipation on his face.

"Let go of me, otherwise my Confucianist style will destroy your Chinese family!" Leng Yulong yelled.

"Looking for death!"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and his palm strength vomited slightly. Just listening to the crackling sound, Leng Yulong let out a scream. On the spot, his crushed limbs broke, his five internal organs were shattered, his whole body was broken, and his whole body was pressed into the ground for another ten meters without a sound.

"Stop!"

A majestic voice suddenly came.

I saw the crowd of Nanyu City Lord Zhou Zhenghao, dressed in black solemn robes and a rusty red background with a flying phoenix pattern, stepping forward. Ye Chen's fighting offstage naturally attracted the attention of many powerful players on stage.

"Why did fellow daoists hurt others in my house?"

Zhou Zhenghao scanned Ye Chen, his eyes were a little surprised, he seemed to think this person was a bit familiar, and he said in a deep voice.

"Father, this person is the messenger of Zhu Dantang. Because Leng Yulong's words were a bit sloppy, he acted outrageously, completely ignoring the majesty of the City Lord's Mansion and the Confucianism Gate, and ask his father to learn from him."

Zhou Yun said righteously at the prostration.

"Zhu Dantang messenger?"

Zhou Zhenghao frowned slightly. Although Zhu Dantang's strength is not as good as the Confucian style, the main hall master is notoriously difficult to provoke. But how he said he was sheltered by King Nanli, and he was not afraid.

"With a little bit of quarrel, it is so heavy, your Excellency is a bit too much. The old man and the several hall masters of Zhu Dan's main hall have met several times. Do they know that the messenger is here to provoke the Confucianism? I know that Young Master Leng is the second disciple of the master of Confucianism, and he is favored by the suzerain. If the master of Confucianism is to blame, Zhu Dantang can't afford it either."

Zhou Zhenghao's face became cold, and he said in a deep voice. The person in front of him is just a messenger. How can he compare to the true story of Xianmen?

It is that Elder Zhu is a little worried, but he knows that Ye Chen is not a member of Zhu Dantang, and the main hall master will never help him.

"Don't let go? If you think about your first offense, the lord of the city will not punish you for the crime of maneuvering in your house."

Zhou Zhenghao shouted, as the lord of a city, he also has the cultivation skills of Wu Sheng and his own majesty. The eyebrows are like swords, the gods are hehe. Everyone around was shocked.

"Quickly let me out!"

Although Leng Yulong couldn't speak, but his spirit clamored.

Shi Lingxue, Lei Hongyi and others also sneered: "The surname is Ye, this is Nanyu City, not Huaxia, not a place where people like you can go wild."

When everyone thought Ye Chen would back down, they didn't expect Ye Chen to gently press his hand.

"Puff--!"

The Leng Yulong in the deep pit was directly crushed into a cloud of blood. The whole person, from the body to the soul, is turned into powder, and it is the Yuan Ying's great power that can't be saved.

Leng Yulong is dead?

Everyone in Petrochemical, including Su Rushuang, can't believe it? Ye Chen, in front of Zhou Zhenghao and all the big families in Nanyu City, brazenly killed Leng Yulong and killed the second true biography of Confucianism?

Shi Lingxue's eyes widened, bloodshot, grasping her soft long hair hard, and screaming like a shrew: "You, you actually killed Senior Leng?!"

"Giggle--!"

Young Master Zhao’s teeth trembled.

The big event, the big event of splashing the sky is about to happen. The true story of Confucianism fell in Nanyu City. With the fiery temper of that suzerain and the domineering of Confucianism, how could they give up? I'm afraid that everyone present, including the City Lord's Mansion, can't get rid of their relationship, and they have to lose a layer of skin.

As for Ye Chen the murderer?

Everyone looked at Ye Chen's eyes as if they were looking at a dead person.

"How dare you kill someone in front of me?"

Zhou Zhenghao stepped forward abruptly, his black hair was furious, his sleeves swelled, and the sky-shaking power skyrocketed, instantly filling the entire City Lord's Mansion. Many juniors around him retreated tens of feet in an instant, feeling that their chest was suffocated, pressing like a mountain. As for the other servants and maids, they were so scared that they knelt on the ground and dared not raise their heads.

Although he only has the pinnacle of cultivating his body, he was rewarded with a magic weapon by the king of Nanli, and the momentum of his release was no less than that of Jin Dan.

"What about killing? I, Ye someone, do I need to ask you?" Ye Chen flicked his fingers and didn't care.

The coercion, like a raging wave, rushed to Ye Chen, but like a breeze, he didn't even blow a corner of his clothes.

"Ye somebody?"

Zhou Zhenghao’s heartbeat stopped for a while, he stared at Ye Chen carefully for a long while, suddenly jumped up and exclaimed:

"You, are you Ye Chen?"