The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 537: Ancestor Nanxuan

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"I used to think that the king of Nanli was invincible, and he was the pinnacle of monks who singled out all the famous sects with one sword. Only he could rescue his sister. To this day, Ye Xian is the pinnacle of monks. The teacher crushed the king city with a sword, and all the enemies were restrained, only to know what is truly unmatched."

Shen Hanlin raised his head and his eyes were full of shock and admiration. It turned out that the person he had been seeking so hard for was always by his side!

Brother Dong looked at the same, his eyes were complicated. Same age, same practice. He is just a young disciple of the Righteous Qi Sect, Ye Chen has already ascended to the top of Nanli, the sword is over the world, and countless true monarchs bow their heads.

"The difference in life is no more than this. In the past, I looked down on the Chinese. Now...Who dares to offend the Chinese again in the entire Nanyu Islands?"

Brother Dong sighed softly and greeted Shen Hanlin with a shy smile...

At this time, Ye Chen had already walked thirty feet away from Nanchu, and finally a clan elder stood up.

"Ye Zhenjun, please listen to me, this is a misunderstanding..."

Someone recognized that the clan elder was an uncle of Nanchu and the brother of the contemporary king of Nanli. The cultivation base has also reached the middle stage of the out-of-aperture realm. Coupled with the Lei Jiao bloodline, it can face the great true monarch in the late stage of the out-of-aperture realm and can also pass a few tricks. It is the heritage of the royal family of the royal city. His position is extremely respected, and even when the king of Nanli saw him, he also had to respect him for three points.

"Whhhhhhhh!"

Ye Chen, however, only cut it out with a sword.

On the Xuanyuan Sword, there is still rusty stains, and it hasn't awakened, only a gleam of brilliant sword light blooms. But this sword light is invincible. Instantly cut through the void, splitting this clan old volley into two.

How powerful is Trimble? Even an ordinary monk can kill the peak golden core. In Ye Chen's hands, it was even more terrifying.

The old clan was shocked, and even to death he didn't want to understand, how could Ye Chen directly hurt the assassin, and didn't even sell him a word of face.

Next, a few powerful royal families and elders stood up and tried to persuade them. Ye Chen swung his sword without hesitation. He took seven steps, hacked out seven swords, and beheaded seven true monarchs out of the Aperture. Even for this, the immortal cords on the body surface were squeezed into the flesh for several inches, and the ancient sword became more and more bleak, but Ye Chen did not leave his hands.

In the end, no one dared to stop him, letting Ye Chen walk ten feet away from Nanchu. The latter collapsed to the ground in fright at this time, trembling all over, and didn't even have the courage to escape.

At this moment, a sudden sigh came.

I saw an extremely old man who didn't know how old he had lived, his eyes were muddy, his head was covered with white hair and only a few left, he squatted his body, panting and blocking him in front of Ye Chen.

"Cough cough, let's stop here, this grievance has caused my royal family to lose dozens of true monarchs out of the Aperture, and the vitality is greatly injured. It should be able to calm your anger..."

Every time the old man said a word, he had to pause for a while, as if speaking was extremely difficult for him, like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

But a junior from the royal family exclaimed: "It's the ancestor Nanxuan, his old man is still alive?"

Hearing this name, the young and old monk, at the same time, his discoloration changed, and he seemed to think of something, that is, the masters of the sects, and his face was also extremely solemn at this time.

"Brother Dong, who is the ancestor of Nanxuan?"

Shen Hanlin became suspicious. When many clan elders did not dare to stop, and Master Ye Xian's aura was like a rainbow, someone dared to persuade him?

At this time, Brother Dong didn't dare to despise Shen Hanlin anymore. He thought for a moment, but exclaimed: "Nan Xuan? Could it be the legendary man, the elder brother of the first Nanli Wang, the current uncle Nanli Wang?"

"It is said that he is stunning and stunning, and his peers are invincible. Thousands of years ago, he was cultivated to be the great true monarch of the late stage of out-of-aperture. Unfortunately, he was obscured by the light of the first generation of Nanli King, and finally he could only retreat. To live to the present, it must be from the depths of the self-styled spiritual vein, otherwise, with his longevity, it would have turned into dust early."

The longevity of True Monarch Out of Aperture is only one or two thousand years old. Lei Jiao's blood is strong, but he also survived to three thousand years old. It has been more than 5,000 years since the original King Nanli.

Countless people were terrified in the face of such a character in mythology.

Ye Chen stopped for the first time and looked at the old man in front of him, but his eyes were full of disdain: "What are you, you are worthy of hindering me?"

Nan Xuan’s turbid eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and then he returned to his old-fashioned appearance again. He slowly shook his head, panting, and said: "The old man has lived for thousands of years, and he has broken through this time. Self-styled, I guess I will survive in the next few years. If I fight with you, regardless of victory or defeat, I guess I won’t survive tonight."

"However, if you want to kill Nan Chu, you have to think about it. I don’t like this kid very much, but my brother, his grandfather, is much better than my bad old man. He is still alive. , Blood is boiling, and has completely transformed into the real body of Lei Jiao. With your strength, if you don't explode with all your strength, you will never be sure of winning. But with your current state, are you not afraid to invite Thunder Tribulation?"

Nan Xuan has experienced the vicissitudes of life, so keen, he can see the crux of Ye Chen at a glance.

As soon as he said this, everyone was suddenly shocked, the first king of Nanli...he is still alive?

Didn’t it mean that he died of exhaustion in less than a thousand years because he set a blood curse on the Chinese? !

But if he was alive, why would he watch the Nanli royal family be slaughtered, and be indifferent and dare not fight?

"Hehe, if the first generation of Nanli Wang refuses to accept, just come to me. Ye will stay with him to the end."

Ye Chen smiled faintly, not paying attention to the comments of the people around him.

As soon as he raised his hand, Nan Chu flew into his palm from ten meters away.

"For mercy, the true monarch is merciful, I am wrong, mine is really wrong..."

Nan Chu was so scared that he was peeing in his **** and faced the threat of death. There was no such thing as the calm demeanor of Prince Nanli Wangting. Seeing Ye Chen's cold eyes, he shouted even higher:

"My ancestor, save me! I am your grand-nephew, the third generation of the royal family, and hope for the future. Let him kill me, and the royal family will no longer inherit the next two thousand years..."

When Nan Xuan heard this, his eyes flashed, and when he was about to speak, Ye Chen had already gently squeezed his palm...

"Bang——!"

Nan Chu is like the same watermelon, squeezed out of thin air, and countless flesh and blood fly all over the place. Before Nan Chu died, there was an incredible expression on his face. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen made such a decision to kill and kill as soon as he said killing, without leaving a little bit of his hand.

"Oh!"

Seeing this scene, Nan Xuan slowly closed his eyes: "This kid is right. He is the most talented person in the third generation of my royal family. Without him, the future royal family will have no heir. You Killing other people, my brother may let you go, but if you kill him, he will never die. Even if my brother doesn't want to fight, he has to fight."

"Then let him come, I am looking for him."

Ye Chen flicked the corner of the bullet jacket, and the clouds were light and breezy, killing Nan Chu as if squeezing an ant to death.

The whole city was terrified, and countless people bowed their heads, not daring to face Ye Chen's sharp edge. It was the heads of the ancestors who also bowed slightly to greet this invincible powerhouse.

"People are killed, the city is broken, and the prestige is standing. Your Excellency should leave."

Nan Xuan's attitude is obviously cold, but Ye Chen's eyes are cold and cold, and he slowly speaks:

"Not enough, anyone who dared to attack me before, anyone who trampled on my Chinese nationality, will all die!"