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C1445 The Sword God Reappeared!



C1445 The Sword God Reappeared!

The arm of the elder, which could tear the void apart, drooped down instantly. It no longer had any strength left. Ye Chen swung his arm across the sky, and the elder's body smashed into the tall platform like a cannonball.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

The tall platform had already been shattered by the stomp of the five elders just now. Now that it had suffered a huge impact once again, it suddenly exploded and fell apart.    

    

"Bang -!"    

    

Second elder's face was filled with fear. Ye Chen stood beside him and swung his right leg horizontally in the air.    

    

"Pooh!"    

    

Blood sprayed out from Second elder's mouth and nose as his teeth fell. He was kicked from top to bottom by Ye Chen and smashed into the square.    

    

"Bastard!"    

    

The eyes of the remaining three people were on the verge of popping out. Third elder shouted, "Look at the talisman!"    

    

A cold light flickered on his knee. There was actually a sharp protrusion. It was a Heavenly Treasure awl. The True Essence energy within his body instantly erupted. It poured into the awl, and with lightning speed, he knelt down towards Ye Chen's abdomen.    

    

"Hmph!"    

    

Ye Chen grinned. As if he did not see the sharp steel spike, he also raised his knee to meet it.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

Their knees crossed, and an explosion sounded in the air.    

    

"Ah -!"    

    

Three elder let out a miserable howl, and the Heavenly Treasure placed on his knee sunk inwards. The entire kneecap of his knee had been shattered by Ye Chen's collision.    

    

An invisible force passed through his knee and went straight to the ground behind him. The square behind him suddenly exploded, and a terrifying storm of explosions extended backwards. Dozens of Nansan Cult disciples were sucked into the storm, and they all died on the spot. Blood splashed in the air.    

    

Ye Chen had completely crushed the three elders with his knee. Without stopping, he flipped over and flew across the sky. The four and five elder were terrified. They raised their fists and punched towards their heads.    

    

Two fist forces tore through the sky. Two blood red marks appeared out of nowhere in the dark night sky. The power was astonishing.    

    

Ye Chen's body was in the air. His eyes were indifferent as he punched down.    

    

A golden fist shadow fell from the sky. It was a thousand feet in size, and it completely covered half of the square. The two blood red fist energies were shattered into nothingness by the huge Fist.    

    

The Fist broke through the air, and crashed heavily into the square. The ground shook violently, as if an earthquake was coming.    

    

"Boom -!"    

    

Countless rocks were swept up into the sky. Half of the square collapsed under the impact of the huge fist. Countless eyes were filled with shock. Everyone stood on the spot, shivering.    

    

The golden fist did not stop at all, and continued to press down on the ground. It had already sunk hundreds of feet into the ground.    

    

A human figure descended from the sky and landed on the other half of the square, which could still be preserved with great difficulty. He was incomparably arrogant. The golden fist only dissipated after a few minutes. When everyone focused their eyes on it, their faces were filled with horror.    

    

Half of the square had completely disappeared, leaving behind a bottomless hole. The figures of the four elders and the five elders had already disappeared without a trace.    

    

The lips of hundreds of Nansan Cult disciples turned pale, and their faces were filled with fear. In less than ten minutes, the five supreme elders in the Nansan Cult had been defeated just like that?    

    

Lu Huihui and Zhu Zhiyi lightly smiled and shook their heads. That young man who stood on the square was always so overbearing and powerful. It seemed like there was no word 'defeat' on his body.    

    

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as deep as the stars.    

    

He looked at the Nansan Cult Ancestral Land behind the tall platform and suddenly grinned coldly.    

    

"You have been hiding inside for so long, and you still don't plan to come out?"    

    

"I know that you're going to use this group of trash to probe my background, so from beginning to end... I didn't use any True Essence, I just used my physical strength to crush them. Now... do you want to try it yourself, or do you want to escape with your tail between your legs? "    

    

Ye Chen looked behind the tall platform, his indifferent voice carrying a hint of provocation.    

    

Everyone was stunned. The disciples of Nansan Cult seemed to have thought of something, and their eyes shone with astonishment.    

    

"Who is Frost Leaf True Immortal talking to?"    

    

Jiang Yi was puzzled, and Zhu Zhiyi and the others didn't know what was going on.    

    

"Hahahahaha!"    

    

After a while, a burst of hearty laughter came from the Ancestral Land. A ray of white light instantly appeared on the square and turned into a human figure.    

    

That person was wearing white clothes and looked like an immortal. Although the immortal sword on his waist had not been unsheathed, it made many people's hair stand up. Although his back was facing the crowd, it gave people a mountain-like pressure.    

    

He did not reveal any astonishing Qi, but when he arrived, almost everyone felt an enormous pressure. It came from the pressure that came from the depths of their souls. Especially the disciples of the Nansan Cult. Each and every one of them had a respectful expression on their faces. They bowed and kowtowed.    

    

"Lord Divine Emissary!"    

    

Three elder, who had been smashed into the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood as he weakly said to the old man who had just appeared.    

    

The white-clothed man glanced at the three elders and only nodded slightly. He did not show any concern, nor did he turn around to look at Ye Chen.    

    

"Brother, it's been a long time since we last met."    

    

This strange call shocked Lu Huihui and the others. Even the cultivation base and the others could tell that the man in white was... Even if he wasn't Ascending Celestial Monarch, he was still a Peak Amalgamated Dao Stage expert. And this man... was actually Frost Leaf True Immortal's elder brother?    

    

When Ye Chen heard these words, his body trembled. He had thought that the Devil Spirit Immortal Sect would send someone to deal with him, but he never thought that it would be someone he knew.    

    

"Long time no see... Brother Xiao!"    

    

Hearing these words, Xiao Yijue slowly turned his head around. Unlike the respectful and admiring gaze he gave Ye Chen previously, the light in his eyes was as cold as ice. There was no longer any friendship between them.    

    

"What a great man, but for the sake of the sword, you cut off all ties of kindness. To be honest, I'm not surprised that you, Xiao Yijue, have become like this today."    

    

A trace of a smile appeared on Ye Chen's face. It could be said that in this world, no one understood Xiao Yijue better than him. This man was ruthless and cruel, and he could be said to be one of the top people in his previous life, even among the people he had seen in his previous life.    

    

Of course, this didn't mean that Xiao Yijue was an evil man. It was the matter of Cultivator. It was also difficult to judge whether Xiao Yijue was good or evil. Of course, Xiao Yijue wasn't a devil cultivator. He would not harm ordinary people either. It would be better to say that he was an absolute hero. He was even more concerned about Li Shu than himself. Otherwise, he would not have used that move."    

    

Of course, there was a prerequisite for all of this, which was that there was no conflict with the doctrine of sword. Otherwise, no matter what kind of sworn brother you were, even if you were his blood relative, it was not as important as the sword in Xiao Yijue's eyes.    

    

If it wasn't for this obsession, how could he have gone from the Gold Core to the real Amalgamated Tao True Immortal in just a dozen years, relying on the ordinary Fighter that Ye Chen had condensed?    

    

Ye Chen could feel that Xiao Yijue's Gold Core had definitely been condensed once more. It must be the God-Grade Golden Pill, and his Nascent Infant was also an out-and-out Divine Nascent Soul. Even if it wasn't as strong as him, it wouldn't lose to the Immortals in the Immortal Sect.    

    

One should know that when he was taken away, he should have already become a Nascent Soul Stage warrior. Breaking his own Nascent Infant was no different from courting death, but he had to do it. He would burn the hundred year old cultivation bases, and then start cultivating from a mortal within a dozen years. He became an out-and-out cultivator at the peak of the Tao Combination!    

    

What kind of talent was this, what kind of mentality was this, and what kind of boldness was this?    

    


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