The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 909: Shameless old thief
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The disciple under the Tianhui seat coldly snorted: "I said it a long time ago. I have a respected status as a teacher. Let him come from Yechen district to ask a junior from the out-of-aperture realm to ask for peace. He won't come. Now facing this matter, my teacher I will never care about it."
Several Tianhui disciples all said they would not interfere.
The Yuan Ying Tianjun of the other stars also stood on the sidelines. To them, the Guangming clan is on the same front. The earth belongs to the stars divided by them. Naturally, they don't want a thorn like Ye Chen to emerge.
The world is disturbed one after another, time is passing by like water...
One night, a huge bright palm the size of an acre appeared out of thin air over the northern part of Jiangsu, and slammed against Henglan Mountain. The giant palm was still ten thousand meters away from the ground, and the terrifying power descended overwhelmingly, making the waters of the Canglan River turbulent. Many mortals or low-level monks fell to the ground with a thud, unable to withstand the shocking pressure. .
"It's Yuan Ying! The ancestor of the Guangming tribe has taken action." Someone exclaimed.
"Cut--!"
On the top of Henglan Mountain, Qingchuanying is holding a broken sword, standing proudly at the top of the Frost Leaf Pavilion, and with a cold face, she swung her sword into the void. One sword left a deep sword mark on that light giant palm.
"Puff--!"
Countless gleaming pale golden blood, descending from the sky, like a rain of blood.
"Ah--!"
In the void, a heavy wailing sound faintly heard, and an angry voice came from the clouds: "Frost Leaf Sect, my Guangming Clan will never die with you."
Qingchuanying responded to him with another sword.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Silver-white sword energy, chasing the sky, gathering hundreds of flying swords, like shining stars in the starry sky, instantly plunged into the void, chasing into the world, dozens of miles away in northern Jiangsu, and slammed. A large piece of flesh and blood, and even a half-light condensed arm, was chopped down from the void, tens of meters long, smashed on the ground, and smashed into a huge pit.
The ancestor of the Guangming clan screamed and flew east all the way.
The battle that night spread almost to the entire world at the speed of light, and the earth shook. The ancestors of the Guangming tribe attacked the Frost Leaf Sect, and they were defeated?
In particular, some people learned from monks outside the territory that it was really an ancestor of the Guangming clan, and he suffered unclear injuries, even one arm was chopped off.
"It turns out that the Frost Leaf Sect's sword formation is so powerful. Ye Chen is not in the hands of a little girl. They are so powerful that they can kill Yuan Ying!" Someone sighed.
Many foreign hostile forces, many chaebol families, etc., who had sprung up in the first place, were suddenly calm and dare not say a word. Even many disciples from outside the territory have ugly faces.
"Some look down upon the Frost Leaf Sect. With these two swords alone, this formation can enter the ranks of the peak heaven formation, maybe more than that, it can be classified into the demigod formation level."
Luo Fan Tianjun commented lightly.
"It's just a mere sword formation. At most, it can protect one domain, but can it not be separated from Henglan Mountain?" The others snorted coldly.
Sure enough, someone soon tried to destroy a Frost Leaf faction stronghold in Southeast Asia. Although the Frost Leaf had contracted in an all-round way, there was no time at all. There were still a large number of people staying abroad, and it was suddenly destroyed.
"Boom——!"
With a full blow, the true monarch of the pinnacle leveled a mountain like a small nuclear weapon. Among them, hundreds of Frost Leaf Sect Outer Sect disciples and deacons were killed on the spot.
"What **** Frost Leaf School, like an ant, the next one." Shrouded in the black mist, an out-of-territory cultivator snorted coldly.
In various locations in the world, strongholds were destroyed one by one.
The Frostleaf Sect has spent more than half a year spreading all over the world. Now it has become the weak underbelly of the enemy's attack. Almost every moment, countless Frostleaf disciples and innocent humans die.
Those extraterritorial cultivators took action, but whether it was Frostleaf Sect or not, they could wipe out a town or village with one blow, killing and wounding hundreds of people at every turn. Human beings in the entire world, seeing this scene, clenched their fists, eyes full of hatred. Especially the Frostleaf faction, their eyes dripped with blood and tears.
Haicheng.
"Boom——!"
A strong man covered in golden light, coldly and ruthlessly shot, transformed into a huge palm, with a palm to smash the Frost Leaf Building in the city center.
"Any ants, if you want to blame, blame the **** Yechen for daring to provoke my Guangming clan, this is a capital crime!"
He is yelling, his face is cold, when his palm is about to pat on the Frost Leaf Building.
"Whhhhhhhh!"
The sword light was practiced one after another between the heaven and the earth, and it appeared out of thin air, and instantly penetrated the golden light powerhouse, cutting him into two pieces from beginning to end, and even the spirit and gold core in his body were completely strangled by the sword qi.
"Flying sword?" There was a vague exclaim in the void.
The flying sword is fleeting. Not only in Haicheng. At the same time in Huaxia, all the foreign monks who dared to deal with the Frost Leaf Sect were killed by a flying sword at the same time. There was a hidden Yuan Ying, taking advantage of the momentum to try to detain the flying sword, suddenly hundreds of flying swords appeared out of thin air, led by a Heavenly Treasure-class flying sword, almost cut down the strong Yuan Ying.
The Star Evil Sword Formation is suppressed by nine Heavenly Treasure-level swords, released with full force, and can kill nine Yuan Ying at the same time! Wherever the sword aura reaches, the entire China is under the sword formation.
At that moment, the earth shook.
Everyone was terrified by the power of the Star Evil Sword Array.
For such a terrifying sword formation, it is no wonder that Ye Chen dared to leave safely, and the ordinary Nascent Soul couldn't stop the Xingxie sword formation. When the monks outside the territory are depressed, and the Guangming race is afraid. Tianhui Tianjun, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke:
"The formation of the Frost Leaf Sect seems to be very similar to the Star Dou Sword Formation of an old friend of mine. I don't know if Ye Tianjun got it from my old friend, or if he used other means, he also asked the Frost Leaf Sect to clarify the confusion."
"What?"
As soon as this remark came out, the world was in an uproar. Didn't Tianhui Tianjun's words mean that Ye Chen stole some Star Dou sword formation from his old friend?
Qing Chuan Ying and others, even with their angry little faces flushed, they opened their mouths and cursed: "This is made by my master himself. It is a secret secret of the teacher's door. It is called the Star Evil Sword Formation, and it fights with the bullshit. The array is not the same, good or not."
"Yes, Tianhui, you are spitting blood! You said that it is similar, show the Star Dou sword formation for everyone to see."
Tianhui didn't answer, but still calmly said: "Since Ye Tianjun didn't answer, the old man had to walk to Shuangye in person. It is about the inheritance of old friends, and the old man has to do it."
After finishing speaking, he really set off, drove the ancient bronze boat, turned into a long rainbow, and went through the sky, descending to the top of Henglan Mountain, the mighty Frost Leaf Sect.
Tianhui's pulse is extremely prosperous, followed by three Yuan Ying, and dozens of golden cores line up the whole body. The ancient boat was hundreds of feet long, and it was shining with metallic light, as if the nine-day war **** descended.
Tianhui came here, and no one knows how powerful this is known as the first person in the galaxy.
Even Qingchuan Ying is heavy in her heart. Although she is full of confidence in Ye Chen, she is vaguely shaken as to whether the Xingxie Sword Array is his opponent.
"Since Ye Tianjun is no longer anymore, I also invite Qingchuanying to be the head of the formation, and hand over this pattern, so that the old man can tell whether it is the star battle sword formation of an old friend."
At this moment, Tianhui still has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, white hair and beard fluttering, said lightly.
Qingchuanying returned to him with only one sword.
"Shameless old thief, you dream!"