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Seven hundred and twentieth chapters a bitch

Yoyo, this is so lively!

As this sound rang out, not only the people from the Shangguan family, but also the army of Zhengyang Sect looked over.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Soon, a slow and rhythmic roar sounded, and the void was trembling. If you listen carefully, you will hear that it was the sound of a person walking. Perhaps it was because his body was too heavy, and he was buzzing in the void sky.

Under the attention of everyone, a young man with a toothpick hanging, rolled up his trouser legs, and carrying a dragon sword appeared in everyone's eyes.

He was full of golden divine light, his body was filled with golden divine light, his feet were stepping on the sea of ​​golden stars, and his head was hanging from the vast starry sky, like a star, dazzling, and like a god of war, oh no, more precisely, he was a god of war full of ruffian spirit.

Ye Chen?

On the spot, Pang Tong, the third hall master of Zhengyang and Yin Cang, the eighth hall master, suddenly stood up, and a powerful aura appeared. Although they had not seen much of Ye Chen's face, they had been carved into their bones.

Not only them, but also the army in the two halls surged, and many strong men had already clamped the killing sword.

They were surprised, but also surprised, for Ye Chen's appearance here.

You know, they have two large armies here, and Ye Chen can't beat them no matter how strong he is.

In this way, if you are lucky, the army will cover up and kill Ye Chen, and it is very likely that he will destroy Ye Chen. If the corpse is brought back and the leader will be happy, then how can the reward be reduced?

At this moment, everyone's eyes are lit with fiery light, and even the cultivators in the Lingxu Realm are no exception.

So much so that because of Ye Chen's appearance, the attack on the Shangguan family stopped. The pair of shiny eyes stared at Ye Chen, as if they were staring at a huge treasure.

"He...he is really here." In the Shangguan family hall, Shangguan Yuer and Shangguan Hanyue stared out in a daze. Ye Chen, who was extremely small than the dark army, was extremely huge in their beautiful eyes. His angular face was engraved in their hearts one by one at this moment.

"Sister, he is here." Shangguan Yu'er was full of tears and was fascinated by the sight. The person who made her dream stood outside alive.

Shangguan Hanyue smiled sweetly, and her beautiful eyes were also mistted by the mist. The figure in the hazy figure was extremely clear.

"I am so brave that my Shangguan family can still come." Shangguan Xuanjiang said coldly. If there were no Zhengyang Sect army at this moment, he might really go out to talk to Ye Chen about his life.

"The Killing God Qin Yu, the Dan Saint Ye Chen, is indeed a young hero." Compared to others, Shangguan Xuanzong showed a gentle smile.

"He... he is Ye Chen?" In the Dongyue Tiancheng, the children of the Shangguan family also looked at Ye Chen with their heads raised. Among them, more than 80% of them had never seen Ye Chen. Now they have seen the legendary fierce man, and they are curious to forget the current predicament of the Shangguan family.

"The God of Killing Qin Yu, the Dan Saint Ye Chen, the legendary him looks like this!"

"But what he is doing here." Someone subconsciously scratched his head.

"It's really a waste of time to find a place without searching!" In the tide of discussion, the sarcasm of Pang Tong and Yin Cang resounded throughout the world. The two walked slowly over, and with each step, their momentum would rise a little.

Both of them also had a fiery gleam in their eyes.
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