Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

Leng Yulong's eyes widened and his anger rose. He was a true disciple of the Confucian Wind Door, a disciple of the Sect Chief. Why would he give a junior a Core Formation salute?    

Even an ordinary Gold Core Old Ancestor wouldn't be able to receive a bow from him. Ye Chen's words had thoroughly infuriated him.    

Shi Lingxue, who was standing at the side, added oil to the fire and said coldly, "Heh, I was wondering how you could cheat in the Beiwu Immortal Academy, but it turns out to be a despicable Z People. Do you think you can scheme against my Senior Leng just because of the Red Pill Sect?"    

"Trash from the Huang class, you are a trash no matter where you go!"    

Like a volcano erupting, the Qi inside Leng Yulong's body swelled. Green smoke rose from his face, as if a giant dragon was roaring, wanting to soar into the sky and devour Ye Chen.    

"Senior, be careful!" Su Rushuang's heart tightened.    

She knew very well how strong Leng Yulong was. The Confucian Wind Dao Body was something that many of the senior masters and uncles in the sect had yet to master. A normal Core Formation martial artist might not necessarily be his match. Qiu Ling'er and the others could not help but feel shocked in their hearts as well.    

"Hmph."    

Ye Chen did not say anything. He only stretched out his crystal clear palm and pressed down on the void.    

"Boom!"    

An invisible force suddenly descended, pressing down on Leng Yulong's shoulders like Mount Tai. It wanted to force him to kneel down. Leng Yulong let out a wild roar. His green Daoist robe instantly swelled up, and the Strong Wind condensed. One could even see a line of green qi that looked like a dragon's breath coming from his spine and tail. It rose straight up from the center of his spine, and rushed out from the top of his head, turning into a bell of one breath.    

"Confucianism Wind True Qi!"    

Leng Yulong roared out loudly. Then, the green energy bell expanded, and became three meters in size. It seemed as if it was going to break through the Inhibition.    

With his Peak Body Cultivation Stage cultivation base and his Dao Body at the Large Success Stage, his combat strength was not much weaker than a Core Formation cultivator. Especially when faced with a Core Formation cultivator from the Z Country, Leng Yulong had a fifty percent chance of winning, which was why he was so arrogant.    

However, contrary to his expectations, the green Qi bell only lasted for half a second. In almost an instant, it shattered with a loud bang, followed by an enormous force. Under the pressure of the heavens, there was no way Liu Pei could withstand it. It easily shattered all of his astral aura Protection, and with a loud bang... He was forced to kneel down on both knees, and his five bodies knelt down in worship.    

One palm, suppressing the second true disciple of the Ru Feng Sect!    

"How is this possible?"    

The spectating juniors were shocked. They were all well aware of Leng Yulong's strength. He wore a set of Confucian Wind True Qi, and he was unparalleled. Even when facing a Core Formation martial artist, he was not allowed to take even half a step. Although he wasn't as strong as a peerless prodigy, he could still be considered one of the few geniuses in the surrounding dozens of cities. He was actually easily defeated by Ye Chen?    

"Argh!"    

Leng Yulong roared madly, refusing to accept this fact.    

Streams of azure qi surged around him like dragons, each of which could shatter mountains and shatter rocks. They were equal to Flying Sword. Unfortunately, not only did he not break free, he was once again suppressed. His entire body rumbled as he sank deeply into the ground, causing the smooth surface of the black jade stone slab to appear. A human-shaped mark was pressed onto the surface of the stone slab.    

"This..."    

Everyone was speechless.    

Qiu Ling'er widened her eyes in disbelief. Su Rushuang covered her small mouth and looked over in surprise. As for Zhou Yun, it was as if he had eaten a dead fly. He had a constipated look on his face.    

"Let me go, or else my Confucian Wind Door will trample the entire Z Country!" Leng Yulong clamored.    

"Courting death!"    

Ye Chen's eyes turned cold, and he slightly threw out his palm energy. With a crackling sound, Leng Yulong let out a miserable cry. His body was crushed on the spot, causing his four limbs to break and his five viscera to shatter. Countless bones in his body were broken, and he was pressed down to the ground for another ten meters. Not a single sound came out.    

"Stop!"    

An imposing voice was suddenly heard.    

The crowd was pushed aside. Zhou Zhenghao, the master of Nanyu City, who was wearing a black formal robe with a red phoenix pattern on it, walked over. The battle between Ye Chen and the others below the stage had naturally attracted the attention of many experts on the stage.    

"Why did Fellow Daoists hurt people in my prefecture?"    

Zhou Zhenghao swept his eyes over Ye Chen, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. He seemed to find this person somewhat familiar, and spoke in a deep voice.    

"Father, this man is an emissary of the Red Pill Sect. Because Leng Yulong's words were a little rude, he attacked us brazenly. He completely ignored the dignity of the City Lord's Mansion and the Confucian Wind Door. Father, please take a look at him."    

After a week, Zhou Yun spoke righteously.    

"The messenger of Red Pill Sect?"    

Zhou Zhenghao frowned slightly. Although the Red Pill Sect was not as powerful as the Confucian Wind Door, Hall Master was famous for being difficult to provoke. However, he had King of Nanli's protection, so he wasn't afraid.    

"A little bit of verbal attack, but you have already done it. You are going too far, aren't you? I've met the few Hall Master from the Vermillion Pill Hall a few times. Do they know that the emissary is here to make a move and provoke the Confucian Wind Door? One must know that Young Master Leng was the second disciple of the Confucian Wind Door's Master, and he was loved by the Sect Master. If the Confucian Wind Door Master blames us, even the Red Pill Sect wouldn't be able to bear it."    

Zhou Zhenghao's expression turned cold, and he spoke in a deep voice. The person in front of him was just an emissary, how could he be compared to the true disciple of Upper Celestial?    

Even Senior Zhu was a little worried. He knew that Ye Chen wasn't a disciple of the Red Pill Sect. Hall Master would never stand up for him.    

"Why aren't you letting go? Since it's your first time committing a crime, I won't punish you for making a move in your prefecture."    

Zhou Zhenghao shouted. As the City Lord, he had the Martial Saint cultivation base, and he had his own dignity. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and the Divine Light was awe-inspiring. The surrounding people were all shocked.    

"Hurry up and let me out!"    

Although Leng Yulong couldn't speak, he shouted with his Divine Sense.    

Shi Lingxue, Lei Hongyi and the others also sneered and said, "Surnamed Ye, this is Nanyu City, not Z Country. It is not a place for people like you to behave atrociously."    

When everyone thought that Ye Chen would back down, they did not expect him to lightly press down with his hand.    

"Puchi!"    

Leng Yulong, who was in the deep pit, was crushed into a bloody mist. His entire body and divine soul had turned into powder. Even a Nascent Infant Great Power would not be able to save him.    

Leng Yulong was dead?    

Everyone was petrified, including Su Rushuang. They couldn't believe it. Ye Chen had killed Leng Yulong in front of Zhou Zhenghao and all the major families of Nanyu City, and the second true disciple of Confucian Wind Door?    

Shi Lingxue's eyes widened, and blood started to flow out of her eyes. She grabbed her soft long hair and screamed like a shrew, "You, you actually killed Senior Leng?!"    

"Hehehehe!"    

Young Master of Zhao Family's teeth were chattering.    

Something big was going to happen. The true disciple of the Confucian Wind Door had fallen in the Nanyu City. With the fiery temper of the Sect Master, and... How could they let go of the overbearing Confucian Wind Door? Everyone present, including the people of City Lord's Mansion, would probably be implicated as well. They had to shed a layer of skin.    

As for the murderer, Ye Chen?    

Everyone looked at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a dead man.    

"You dare to kill someone in front of me?"    

Zhou Zhenghao suddenly took a step forward. His black hair stood up in anger as he flicked his sleeves. A force that could shake the heavens and the earth soared, and it instantly filled up the entire City Lord's Mansion. Many of the surrounding juniors instantly retreated dozens of meters, and all of them felt suffocated in their chests. It was as if a mountain was pressing down on them. As for the other servants and maids, they were so scared that they knelt on the ground. They didn't dare to raise their heads.    

Although he was only a Peak Body Cultivation Stage warrior, King of Nanli had rewarded him with a talisman, and the aura he released was no weaker than the Gold Core.    

"So what if I kill him? Do I need to ask you about my actions?" Ye Chen flicked his finger and did not care at all.    

The pressure that was like a raging wave rushed onto Ye Chen's body, but it was like a cool breeze brushing against his face. It did not even lift up a corner of his clothes.    

"I am Ye?"    

Zhou Zhenghao's heart suddenly stopped beating. He stared at Ye Chen for a long time with his eyes wide open. Suddenly, he jumped up and cried out in shock:    

"You, you are Ye Chen?"