The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 527: Get down

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Chapter 527 Withdrawal

This time, everyone finally saw how Ye Chen made his move, but because they saw clearly, their hearts became more and more shocked.

The commander of the Royal Guards of the Royal Court can still say that he underestimates the enemy, but Nan Xuan, as a dignified prince, has an intermediate level of Jin Dan, plus the bloodline of Lei Jiao, which is by no means inferior to the commander. But even Ye Chen couldn't stop it with a single finger.

"This man, on his cultivation base, I am afraid he is chasing after the two powerhouses of Nanli and Beiwu, right?"

Nan Chu's expression changed, and all the leaders looked even more ugly. Ye Chen's strength was completely different from the record, no wonder he could kill True Monarch Yaori.

"Roar!"

As everyone was thinking, they saw in the distance, and suddenly there was a roar of earth-shaking sound from the bed, like a fierce snake and roaring moon, full of the breath of ancient recklessness. Immediately afterwards, a white python tens of meters long rose into the sky. As soon as the white snake appeared, it directly turned into a flood dragon with a head of a thousand meters long and a crackling electric light shining on its body.

Lei Jiao is in the sky, with snow white body, cold scales, and a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils, seeming to regard all beings as prey.

This is the image of Thunder Jiao!

At this time, Nan Xuan finally displayed the most powerful magical power of the Nanli royal family. After all, Nan Xian is the grandson of the prince and his blood is impure, and Nan Xuan is the son of the prince of Nan Li, and his blood is pure. I saw that the Thunder Jiao opened his mouth, as if swallowing the world, with the ferocious aura of an ancient overlord.

As soon as Lei Jiao appeared, in the entire Nanli City, tens of millions of people knelt to the ground at the same time, shivering. Even the monks couldn't stand the pressure, only those who were strong above the golden core could stand.

"The Lei Jiao bloodline is divided into four realms: palm thunder, power control, transformation, and true god. Nanxuan has already transformed into form, and the distance has changed into a real thunder Jiao, only one level away. At this time, it is True Monarch Out of Aperture is here, and he is definitely not his opponent."

A famous sect, his eyes are dignified, his blood is so unreasonable

As soon as the person next to him was about to speak, he saw Ye Chen step on it gently.

"Boom--!"

A huge palm suddenly appeared in the void. The giant palm is extremely thick, reaching a height of thousands of meters, and wearing black mysterious clothes, like a mountain of five fingers. Such as the great pillar of Optimus falling, stepping directly on the thousand-meter Lei Jiao.

"Wow--!"

Thousand-meter Lei Jiao let out a scream, and then was shot directly from the air to the ground. The radius of the collision trembled and hit a huge hole. Countless people in the royal city, crying for father and mother, scattered in all directions.

The two fight against each other, just like the ancient Tyrannosaurus fighting, and their gestures can cause countless casualties. Although it is not so much a fight, it is better to say that Nan Xuan was unilaterally beaten.

"In your eyes, Elder Flower is just an ant, don’t you know, in my eyes, what is the difference between you and an ant?"

Ye Chen said lightly.

Under his feet, the thousand-meter Lei Jiao wailed in waves, his tail and head swayed, causing the mountains and the ground to crack, the rubble flew away, and it was in ruins within thousands of meters. But no matter how Ren Nanxuan struggled, he couldn't shake the palm of the Qingtian god.

In the end, Ye Chen exerted a slight force, almost completely crushing Nanxuan's internal organs.

Nan Xuan was dying and appeared in real form, transforming into a thunder dragon tens of meters long. How can the power of the Pluto divine appearance be carried by his mere golden core? Even Zhenjun Yaori was slapped to death by Ye Chen, let alone Nanxuan.

"Your Excellency, stop!"

Nan Chu shouted with a solemn expression.

Nan Xuan is his younger brother after all, so he can't just watch his death. Nan Chu's face was cold, and there was a hint of chill in his voice: "Ye Zhenjun, this is the Nanli Wangcheng, not the Nanhua City of your Chinese family. Do you really want to make a big noise in the ancestor worship ceremony of my royal family in front of the big Shangzong families? Does my royal family face?"

"What about it?"

Ye Chen stepped on Lei Jiao, smiling but not smiling.

"Release my thirty-third brother, immediately turn around and leave. From then on, I will not enter the Nanyu Islands. This king can still leave you a way out, otherwise I will wait for the Chinese to become a fan."

Nan Chu flicked his long sleeves and said coldly.

Several rays of light have whizzed from inside and outside the king's city, appearing around Ye Chen. Each of these retreats represents a true monarch out of the Aperture. The five major plates in the south, the guards, plus many enshrines, royal families, and so on. There are close to a hundred monks who come out of the Aperture and belong to the royal family.

Now around Ye Chen, there are dozens of True Monarchs out of the Aperture surrounding him, staring at him, waiting for the strike at any time.

Faced with so many strong people, even in the late stage of the out-of-aperture period, it has to change. Nan Chu is confident that even if Master Beiwu is here, it is impossible to match dozens of true monarchs at the same time, not to mention among them, there are more than ten masters who are in the middle of the stage.

"Haha."

Ye Chen answered him with a light footstep.

"Crack--!"

As soon as he heard a clear cracking sound, Nan Xuan was directly exploded by his foot. The real body of Lei Jiao, which claims to be able to carry spirit treasures, is as crisp as glass in front of the Pluto physiognomy, and cannot withstand a blow. White scaly armor and flesh and blood splashed all over the ground.

Ye Chen stepped on the 33rd Prince Nanxuan!

This is something no one expected.

"It's over, it's over, it's going to be endless."

Shen Hanlin stepped back again and again, but he didn't expect that Master Ye Xian, who had always been reckless and reckless, would still be like this on the site of the ancient sect.

And Zhu Dan, Zhenjun, laughed delightfully.

"You!"

When Nan Chu saw this, his canthus was about to split.

He was trembling with anger, and finally closed his eyes abruptly, calming down. When he opened his eyes again, only a murderous aura remained in his pupils.

"Kill him!"

Nan Chu's palm fell.

Dozens of True Monarchs who have come out of the Aperture will shoot at the same time, and wipe Ye Chen from the world with one blow. The war is about to start. In the face of many powerful enemies, Ye Chen was not afraid, slightly sideways to protect Yao'er and Yin Youlian behind him, with a sneer of contempt on his face, treating him like a chicken.

"Retreat, you are not his opponents."

Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

When everyone turned around, they saw King Nanli, who turned his back to the sentient beings, slowly turning around. His two white handles are not in his prime, but the eyes in his pupils are extremely sharp, like two heavenly swords, piercing the sky.

The sword refers to Ye Chen!

In the sky and underground, dozens of real kings of the royal court, because of Nanli Wang's words, they all stopped. Even if it is the commander of the rebellious Imperial Guard, no matter how unwilling it is in his heart, he will stop it respectfully.

The king of Nanli has been in charge of the court of Nanli for hundreds of years, and he is respected as the number one powerhouse in the Nanyu Islands. He is as majestic as a mountain, and no one dares to refute it.

"Father, I will definitely take him."

Nan Chu said with a slight dissatisfaction.

Dozens of true monarchs, including ten mid-stage giants, and the three masters of the imperial guard, the strong man of the Mancheng royal family, won one Ye Chen, and they were sure of it.

"Huh."

Nan Li Wang snorted coldly, and he didn't even pay attention to it, still staring at Ye Chen.

Next to the righteous sect, the head teacher, spoke to persuade:

"His Royal Highness, can you take him down, and how much are you going to pay? How many true monarchs will die? Can you break half of the royal city and let millions of people flow in blood?"

"This..."

Nan Chu hesitated.

If Nanli Wangcheng is smashed, his men will suffer heavy casualties. I am afraid that the father will strip him off. And the head teachers of other forces will laugh out loud!