Um?

Ye Chen's words attracted the eyes of everyone present.

So much so that the Son of Daluo, who should have been highly anticipated, was taken away by Ye Chen in the small corner.

"Don't be presumptuous." Dongyang Zhenren was uneasy and suddenly scolded.

"It's really not that good!" Ye Chen clenched his ears, and then he did not forget to blow out the earwax casually.

As soon as these words came out, the Daluo Son, who was in the clouds, suddenly became gloomy and there was a flash of cold and cold light in his eyes.

The Nine Yang Sword Technique is the stubborn sword he is proud of. Now it is being looked down upon in public, making him, who is always high and extremely noble, how can he tolerate it?

That sentence alone made him murderous intent towards Ye Chen because Ye Chen violated his supreme majesty.

"Where did the little guy come from, dare to be so disrespectful to the Son of God." As Ye Chen said before, before the Son of God Daluo spoke, some people who knelt down and licked were scolded and tried to show their respect first.

"With a royal realm, you dare to speak wildly?"

"I don't even look at my virtues. You dare to comment on the Son of God?" Many female disciples' words were even more unconcealed. Most of them were contemptuous and despised in their beautiful eyes. Many of them still gritted their teeth. Those who didn't know thought that Ye Chen had a grudge against them to kill their father?

"The young people today are too arrogant."

"The children of the He family are so ignorant of the rules." Many people have looked at the Dongyang Zhenren beside Ye Chen. The two of them sat together. It is obvious that Ye Chen was brought by Dongyang.

Dongyang frowned, and his old face was very hot.

Although he repeatedly warned Ye Chen not to be reckless, Ye Chen still did it, and it was still on this occasion.

At this moment, the scene here became uncontrollable. Ye Chen and Dongyang seemed to be targeting the public. The monks from all directions were yelling and scolding, and their words were like a tide.

The atmosphere is hot.

With the attention of everyone, Ye Chen stood up, glanced at Sifang first, and then looked at Daluo's son with interest, "I have no intention of offending you, your sword technique is indeed not very good."

"You dare to say that I..."

"Noisy." Someone wanted to kneel down and lick it again, but was interrupted by the scolding of the son of Daluo, so that the words that had not been finished were blocked back, and his old face turned red in an instant.

"Boy, do you know what you mean?" Daluo's son looked at Ye Chen with a sneer.

"Just say the wrong thing, the Son of God won't kill me!" Ye Chen looked at the Son of God Daluo in horror, "I'm just telling the truth. You are the Son of God, and you can't take human life aside."

"The Nine Yang Sword Art is the supreme sword art of my Daluo Sword Sect. If you are so despised by me, the face of my Daluo Sword Sect?" The God Son of Daluo said coldly, and his words echoed infinitely from above the sky.

"The sword technique is good. The only thing that blames the person who uses it is that the Tao cannot be mastered." Ye Chen shrugged.

"Okay, very good." Da Luo's son laughed in anger, "Congratulations, you really angered me."

"What then?" Ye Chen looked at the Son of God Daluo with a smile.

"Today, I will kill you."

"But I don't know if it's a fight alone or a fight with your elders. If it's a fight alone, then I'll just go through two moves. If it's a fight, then I have nothing to say, you're so many."

"Why do you need my elders to kill you?" Daluo's son smiled faintly, "I am only one person and one sword."

"It's okay to fight, but I don't know if it's fair." Ye Chen started to stumble on his ears again, "I am the first level of the Emperor Realm, you are the peak of the Emperor Realm. If I go up like this, I will definitely be destroyed. You are the son of the Daluo Sword Sect. Your battle record is against the will of heaven. You can't bully people by relying on your cultivation."

"Kill you the same level." Daluo's son sneered, used a secret technique, and sealed his cultivation to the first level of the imperial realm on the spot. This was his confidence. He was invincible at the same level. He was so quick and neat that he had no intention of losing his reputation. Secondly, his murderous intent towards Ye Chen had reached an uncontrollable level. He just wanted to let Ye Chen go to the stage as soon as possible so that he could kill him.

"Okay." Ye Chen rolled up his sleeves and stepped onto the clouds of the void. When he stepped up, he immediately attracted everyone's eyes, but everyone's eyes showed contempt.

"Take your life." Seeing Ye Chen coming up, Daluo's son was about to take action on the spot.

"What's the hurry?" Ye Chen showed two rows of snow-white teeth. "I have a bad habit. When I fight with others, I like to have a lottery head. I wonder if the Son of God also has this bad habit."

"I really want to know who gave you the confidence that can survive under my sword. Even if there is a lottery, do you think you have the fate to take it away?" Ye Chen's words made Daluo's son laugh.

"What if I win?" Ye Chen said, and everyone present burst into laughter.

"Will you win? What a joke." Sarcasm sounded everywhere below.

"A imperial realm really doesn't know the sky is high and the earth is thick."

"I have never seen such a proud junior in my practice for more than two thousand years."

"If the younger generation is like this, his elders are not much better." As he said, too many people looked at Dongyang Zhenren again, and Dongyang Zhenren frowned and looked solemn.

"I agree." Amid the discussion, the laughter of the tragic son of Daluo's tragic resounded throughout Xutian.

"You win, everything I have is yours." Ye Chen said, taking out the Chaos Divine Cauldron with his hand, "including this big cauldron."

"What a domineering artifact." As soon as the Chaos Divine Cauldron was taken out, everyone's eyes lit up, even the saints were no exception, their eyes were full of fiery light, as if they had seen the extraordinaryness of the cauldron. Many people showed greed in their expressions, and some had the idea of ​​killing and robbing people.

"Da Luo Divine Iron." Da Luo Divine Son narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a naked greedy look in his eyes covered with fiery lust. Since he knew it was Da Luo Divine Iron, he knew its existence meaning.

"Son of God, my lottery is enough." Ye Chen looked at Daluo's Son of God with interest.

"Of course it's enough." Daluo's son laughed sinisterly, laughing a little gloomy.

"So, what about your lottery?"

"If you win, everything I have is yours, including my treasure secret technique, including my identity as the Son of the Daluo Sword Sect." The Son of the Daluo said, and the following was an uproar. This was a shocking bet! But too many people still understand that the Son of the Daluo must be sure to win, otherwise he would dare to make such a bet like this, which would be his entire wealth.

"Good." Ye Chen grinned.

"Kill you, one move is enough." Daluo's son smiled and couldn't wait to take action. He stepped out and instantly killed Ye Chen in front of him. He curled up the stern sword energy with his finger and pointed it at Ye Chen's eyebrows, carrying the destructive divine power, as if he could penetrate everything.

"The cowhide is blowing too much, be careful to make the chicken. "Ye Chen smiled and turned slightly, and he actually avoided it easily.

"This..." The people below were surprised. Not only did they not see the bloody scene of Ye Chen being killed by a blow, but Ye Chen was easily avoided. Is Da Luo's son performing incorrectly?

"How is that possible?" The most shocking thing was the son of Daluo. His attack was a killing magical power, and even the quasi-saint might not be able to escape. He was actually dodged by an imperial realm, which made him unbelievable.

"How dare you get away?" Ye Chen curled his lips and slapped him.

"I really underestimate you." Daluo's son snorted coldly, his body was like lightning, and he instantly escaped.

However, before he could stop, Ye Chen, who was still a hundred feet away in a moment, was now like a ghost in front of him.

you....!

Daluo's son changed his expression and immediately retreated.

However, everything was too late. Ye Chen was faster and his palm was swift. Banban slapped his whole face and slapped hard on the face of the son of Daluo.

Bang!

The applause was very loud.

Looking at Daluo's son, he was fucked by a palm and was stunned. He had a good hairstyle of 37, but he was beaten to 38, and his handsome face was also called to 38.
Chapter completed!