Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

Su Rushuang was so anxious that she almost wanted to smash Ye Chen's head. She wanted to see if his head was made of granite. Why was he so stubborn? As for Zhou Yun, he crossed his arms and sneered, watching the show from the side.    

    

"What's going on?" Ye Chen looked at the Divine Gate above his head and asked casually.    

    

Although Su Rushuang was angry, she still answered, "Inside is Demon Monarch of Myriad Poison's cave. Demon Lord found a small cave abode in the void and then built a gate to connect. Unless one is a Cultivation of Golden Core Stage, one cannot enter this gate. All of the great geniuses, as well as my clan's old ancestor and others had already entered. I reckon that this place has already turned into an Asura Arena. It's better if you don't enter.    

    

"Senior Ye, be careful. Anyone who doesn't have enough cultivation base will die if they enter." Zhou Yun said with a smile.    

    

Ye Chen did not answer. He just nodded at Su Rushuang and was about to fly into the Heaven Gate. At this moment, a streak of azure light suddenly shot over from afar like an azure dragon dancing in the sky.    

    

The instant he saw the azure light, Su Rushuang's face was as pale as snow and no longer had any color.    

    

"Who is Ye Chen?"    

    

A voice accompanied by a blue light shook the heavens and earth.    

    

Everyone was shocked under the Heaven Gate!    

    

The person who came was too loud. Before he arrived, his aura had already covered the sky and covered the earth, sweeping through the mountains and rivers. The sound of the explosion resounded within a ten li radius. It was as if lightning had descended, causing the heavens and the earth to collapse. Many cultivators with weaker cultivations had their faces turn green on the spot, and their bodies were trembling.    

    

"It's Ling Fengzi, the number one disciple of the Confucian Wind Door's Bai Zhen Sect." There was a Golden Core old ancestor who had yet to enter the cave. At this moment, his expression was solemn as he looked towards the west.    

    

There were three thousand disciples of every generation in the Confucian Wind Door. However, Ling Fengzi was ranked first, suppressing three thousand people. His strength and talent were so strong that it shook the heavens and earth.    

    

According to the information Su Rushuang provided, Ling Fengzi had cultivated his Golden Core at the age of seventy-six, and his "Profound Golden Body of Confucianism" had reached large success, surpassing all of his ancestors. Since then, he had fought with many direct lineage disciples of the various sects, and had rarely lost. Ordinary Golden Core cultivators were no match for him. He was second only to the geniuses of the various clans. Now, this peerless expert of the Confucian Wind Door had finally arrived.    

    

Su Rushuang's face was pale and her heart was filled with despair. It was already too late for her to leave now.    

    

"Rumble -!"    

    

The speed of the green light was too fast. It was like a supersonic jet had flown across the sky and suddenly descended, revealing three figures.    

    

Those three people were two men and one woman. The leader wore a dark blue Daoist robe. His face was pale gold, and his pupils seemed to be cast from metal. His aura was shocking. A stream of green and golden energy rose from his back, as if it wanted to soar into the sky and turn into a sun. It was Ling Fengzi!    

    

The other two people, one was cold like the moon, like the goddess of the Immortal Palace. The other was handsome and handsome, and flames burned fiercely in his eyes.    

    

"Water Cloud Palace's Fairy Qingxuan and White Flame Sect's Ding Free?"    

    

Su Rushuang felt as if she had fallen to the bottom of the valley when she saw the two men. The two of them were the best direct disciples of their respective sects. In terms of cultivation, they were not much weaker than Ling Fengzi, and they were his best friends. If it was just Ling Fengzi alone, Ye Chen would still have the strength to fight. With the addition of the two of them, there was no chance for him to escape.    

    

Zhou Yun and the others also saw the clues. They looked at Ye Chen with even more contempt.    

    

When the three true disciples of the immortal sects appeared, many Golden Core old ancestors rushed up to greet them, wanting to greet them politely. However, Ling Fengzi didn't pay any attention to them. His metal eyes swept across the crowd.    

    

"Where is Ye Chen, who killed my junior brother?"    

    

When he said this, As soon as he said this, many pairs of eyes couldn't help but focus on Ye Chen. Back in the City Lord's Mansion, many people had witnessed Ye Chen's attack with their own eyes. He had cracked Leng Yulong with his palm.    

    

"It was you who killed Leng Yulong?"    

    

Ling Fengzi's body trembled. A green light shot out from his eyes. His killing intent was dense, as if it was real. Within a radius of three hundred meters, many Immortal Cultivator couldn't bear it any longer. He kept retreating, and he felt a chill run down his spine.    

    

"That's right."    

    

Ye Chen nodded. He looked calm and composed, not bothered by it at all.    

    

"Kid, you have quite the courage. How dare you not retreat half a step in front of the famous Ling Fengzi? If word of this gets out, your name will shake the entire Ten Cities."    

    

Ding Ran clapped his hands and chuckled lightly. His White Flame Sect cultivated an ancient fire eye technique. It was said to be able to illuminate the sun and moon. His eyes were burning with anger, as if they were the net of heaven and earth.    

    

"Offending Confucianism is equivalent to offending the High Sect. Senior Brother Lingfeng, do you want little sister to help you kill him?" Fairy Qingxuan was noble and clean. She looked down on Ye Chen as if he was an ant.    

    

Both of them were Early Period of the Golden Core Stage warriors. Adding Ling Fengzi's Middle Period of Golden Core Stage warrior, even if the old ancestor of the Su Family came, he would still be dead.    

    

Su Rushuang was anxious. She secretly asked Zhou Yun, "Big Brother Zhou, I know that City Lord Zhou was worried when you came out. He sent Fairy Yin to secretly protect her. Can you ask her to help Senior Ye escape?"    

    

Zhou Yun heard this and sneered, "Rushuang, are you stupid? Not to mention that Nanyu City cannot offend so many sects, even if we can, why should we help that Ye guy? Don't forget, 'He threatened my father.'    

    

Su Rushuang was speechless when she heard this. But at this moment, Yin Youlian suddenly appeared behind everyone.    

    

Su Rushuang immediately said in surprise, "Fairy Yin, are you willing to help?"    

    

But she saw Yin Youlian shake her head and said, "With Immortal Master Ye's ability, a mere three golden cores to deal with him is courting death."    

    

"Ah?"    

    

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. Even Zhou Yun said in surprise.    

    

"Are you joking?"    

    

Yin Youlian did not answer. She just looked at Zhou Yun and said, "Young city lord, I'm afraid I can't continue to protect you. In a while, I will try my best to drag it to a far distance before I die, lest I accidentally injure you. You stay with young miss Su. Don't provoke anyone along the way. You will definitely be able to safely return to Nanyu City."    

    

"When you return, remember to tell the city lord and tell him not to forget the promise you made with me."    

    

Her manner of giving orders immediately scared everyone. Zhou Yun was prepared to leave without saying anything but Su Rushuang grabbed Yin Youlian's hand and said urgently, "Fairy Yin, what kind of enemy is he? Even you are not a match for her?"    

    

Before Yin Youlian could reply, a loud sound suddenly came from the sky. It shook even the Heaven Gate slightly. A middle-aged man emitting bright silver light descended from the sky.    

    

"This, this is the patriarch of the Mysterious Silver Clan, Jin Yinzi!"    

    

Everyone was shocked. This was the Divinity Stage True Monarch, why would he appear in the Thousand Poison Mountain Range? Could it be that he was here for Demon Monarch of Myriad Poison's inheritance?    

    

As soon as he appeared, Ling Fengzi and the other two immediately forgot about Ye Chen. They hastily ran up to greet him and said, "Junior greets Jin Yinzi, True Monarch."    

    

Jin Yinzi did not even look at them. He turned his head to look at Yin Youlian. The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile. "Bastard, I finally found you."    

    

Yin Youlian's face was as white as a sheet of paper. She shouted at Zhou Yun and the others, "Run! His target is me!"    

    

Su Rushuang and the others' faces were pale. They kept retreating and Zhou Yun had already run far away.    

    

Seeing that the young city lord had run far away, Yin Youlian's gaze turned serious. She wanted to run in the opposite direction to avoid harming Zhou Yun, but Jin Yinzi coldly snorted. With a casual wave of his hand, Zhou Yun appeared in his hand.    

    

"Where do you want to run to? Where can you run to? "