The Kunshan ancestor shouted angrily. The purple gold tripod in his hand fell down like a heavy mountain, heading towards Ye Cheng's sky spirit cover, trying to save him alive and die on the spot.

Ye Cheng had no words, his eyes were full of coldness, and he responded with his actions. He raised his hand and pinched his fists. He could clearly see that the flesh and blood in Ye Cheng's arm was surging wildly. At this moment, his palm was already translucent, and he could see the jade bones inside clearly!

"Bang!"

Ye Cheng punched out.

"when!"

The purple gold tripod shook back and let out a wail. Then the Kunshan ancestor discovered that there was a crack on the purple gold tripod he had refined.

"return!"

The Kunshan ancestor felt very distressed. This was a magic weapon of the Jindan level. After he cultivated into the Nascent Soul, he had no chance to advance the magic weapon. Now he was hit by Ye Cheng in the late stage of the Jindan and was already cracked.

But how could Ye Cheng give him the chance to take back the Purple Golden Cauldron? He punched again, and several gorgeous aurora came.

"Bang!"

Before the purple gold cauldron could be retracted, it exploded suddenly and turned into fragments all over the sky.

"you!"

The Kunshan ancestor's face turned pale slightly. The purple gold cauldron was connected to his mind, but at this moment he was smashed by Emperor Ye Tian's punch, which affected him.

"Emperor Ye Tian, ​​today you either die, or I die!"

The Kunshan ancestor was extremely furious and roared. The magic weapon that had accompanied him for hundreds of years was actually destroyed.

Ye Cheng sneered: "There is only one result today, that is, you all have to die!"

"Arrogant! Take my sword!"

The old sword immortal from the ancient sword gate attacked, and the black ancient sword in his hand trembled and slashed towards Ye Cheng.

"roll!"

Ye Cheng raised his hand and slapped him with a slap. The slightest distortion of the black ancient sword split and turned into countless pieces. At the same time, Ye Cheng pulled with force and pulled the old sword immortal from the ancient sword gate in front of him and punched him.

"Bang!"

The old sword immortal from the ancient sword gate coughed up blood with a big mouthful of mouth, feeling like a mountain of Tai, falling on him.

Outside the Dragon Pool, there was silence.

Everyone held their breath, especially a group of sword cultivators from the ancient sword sect, who were frightened by this terrifying scene!

Their Sword Immortal Ancestor was now pressed into his hand like a sandbag, and raised his hand and smashed it.

"Ancestor... Didn't the ancestor condense the Nascent Soul? How could it be..."

The group of sword cultivators from the ancient sword sect were all shocked.

Not only them, but also the fairies in Yaochi and the disciples of Kunshan Ancestor, all stood there blankly, rubbing their eyes hard, feeling incredible.

This is the powerful Nascent Soul!

Although he has just advanced, how could he be so cruel to others?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Ye Cheng showed no mercy. After punching more than ten times in a row, the old sword immortal from the Gu Jian Sect had no chance to fight back, because every time he condensed the magic power in his body and wanted to fight back, Ye Cheng's Heavenly Emperor Fist fell immediately. The world just grasped it, breaking his magic power, making him not have time to resist.

"Click!"

After more than ten punches, a sound of bone cracks finally came from the old sword immortal of the Gu Jian Sect.

"Haha, I thought, how hard your bones were!" A hint of funny appeared on Ye Cheng's lips, and the Heavenly Emperor's Fist became even more powerful.

Although this person has just entered the Nascent Soul, his physical body has been sublimated. If he is an ordinary golden elixir, he cannot withstand Ye Cheng's punch at all. He can withstand more than a dozen punches of the Heavenly Emperor's Fist with his Nascent Soul body, which is already proud enough.

However, even if the old sword immortal from the ancient sword sect cultivates into the Nascent Soul, it is already a fact, and he still can't bear Ye Cheng's raindrops in the Heavenly Emperor's Fist!

"Bang!"

Finally, the old sword fairy of the Gu Jian Sect could not bear it, and her body cracked. Ye Cheng fell down with a punch, smashing his eyebrows, causing his spiritual platform to explode and his body to die.

"No!"

The old sword immortal of the ancient sword sect roared and exploded completely. He rushed out of his dantian. The purple nascent was floating in the air, like a shrinking version of the old sword immortal of the ancient sword sect, but the face of this nascent selves was full of resentment.

"Emperor Ye Tian, ​​I will definitely destroy the entire family of your Heavenly Court!" The Yuanying of the old sword immortal of the Gu Jianmen gritted his teeth.

The dragon-pipe flower, all the monks were cold.

This is a Nascent Soul cultivator. He was actually forced by a junior of Jindan to escape from his original body. This is simply unheard of, and unheard of!

As for those warriors, they had been shocked for a long time. They could not imagine why a villain who looked exactly the same from the belly of the cultivator was able to break out of the cultivator. Could this be the second life of the cultivator?

Ye Cheng was not interested in guessing what others were thinking. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the Nascent Soul in the void.

This person is about to die and is still talking wildly. Ye Cheng pointed out with a finger, and a trace of splendor burst out from his fingertips, shooting towards the Nascent Soul of the Old Sword Immortal of the Gu Jianmen!

"ah!"

The old sword immortal of the ancient sword sect was extremely shocked and fled in a hurry. After the Nascent Soul left his body, he was the most fragile. Any foundation-building cultivator could threaten him.

"Fellow Taoist, don't panic!"

The Kunshan ancestor took action and sacrificed several purple shields, which belonged to the same material as his purple gold tripod, blocked Ye Cheng's fatal blow for the old sword immortal of the Gujianmen.

The old sword immortal from the ancient sword sect had a long breath after the calamity. The Kunshan ancestor sacrificed a magic weapon and said, "Fellow up for now, wait until I kill this person, and let the fellow Taoist come out!"

"Thank you."

The old sword immortal from the ancient sword sect was overjoyed. It was too dangerous for his Nascent Soul to stay outside. If he entered the magic weapon, he could be temporarily thorough.

The Yuanying of the old sword immortal from the ancient sword sect rushed into the magic weapon prepared by the Kunshan ancestor for it without any hesitation. Seeing this, the Kunshan ancestor looked happy and his eyes were filled with greed.

"Fellow Daoist Kunshan, you..."

The old sword immortal from the ancient sword sect was beating rapidly, and a bad premonition came.

"Haha! Have you ever heard of the cultivator's Nascent Soul contains extremely pure energy. If the Nascent Soul cultivator can swallow the Nascent Soul of other cultivators, his cultivation will soar!" Kunshan ancestor said with a grim smile.

"What? Are you going to devour my Nascent Soul?"

The old sword immortal from the ancient sword sect was shocked.

"If I don't swallow my fellow Taoist's Nascent Soul, how could I be the opponent of Emperor Ye Tian?" Kunshan ancestor showed a smile on his lips.

"Ancestor Kunshan, you are too much! Let me release the ancestor of the ancient sword sect!"

"Ancestor Kunshan, if you dare to hurt my ancient sword sect ancestor Yuanying, the ancient sword sect and your Kunshan sect will never stop until death!"

Outside the Dragon Transformation Pool, the monks from the Ancient Sword Sect were in tears and cursed angrily.

"Noisy!"

The Kunshan ancestor's face darkened, he stretched out a big hand and slapped it. The Nascent Soul monk took action. How could these ordinary monks bear it?

"puff!"

A scream came, blood rain scattered, and all kinds of snow-white bones flew around, and the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

Dozens of monks from the Ancient Sword Sect were slapped to death by the Kunshan ancestor.

"Fellow Daoist Kunshan, how could you do this?" The Palace Master of Yaochi widened his beautiful eyes.

The Kunshan ancestor sneered and said, "Can you also want to stop me?"

The Lord of Yaochi's Palace looked slightly dark. After weighing the pros and cons, he did not choose to speak. If the Kunshan Ancestor really swallowed the Yuanying of the Old Sword Immortal of the Gujianmen, she would not even be the opponent of the Kunshan Ancestor. Now that things have come to this, why should she cause trouble for Yaochi?

Ye Cheng stood there calmly, standing with his hands behind his back, and looked faintly at the Kunshan ancestor swallowing the Yuanying of the Old Sword Immortal of the Gu Jianmen in one mouthful.

The momentum of the Kunshan ancestor was also soaring. From the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he reached the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. He was only one line away and he could enter the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The Kunshan ancestor was now rosy and had a happy expression.

At this moment, Ye Cheng's faint voice came.

"Have you finished eating? Let's take you on your way!"
Chapter completed!