Chapter 633

All the people present turned pale.

It is said that only a few people, such as Zen master Dabei, can master this unique skill. It has the power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, just like the Luohan mountain. But no one thought that asking the Zen master could also force him. Although only one or two percent of the strength of Luohan gold body, but also terrible.

Facing three people at the same time.

Ye Chen is not sad or happy in his eyes. He moves slightly and then breaks the sound barrier in an instant.

"Boom!"

At that moment, ye Chen flew up like a dragon and rushed to the sky with a startling white rainbow. He stood on his chest with one hand, and without using any real magic power, he punched out with a flat fist.

"Boom!"

Under Ye Chen's fist, the four long Dragons of chanting power split and dispersed in an instant. The seal of the fist is like a lotus flower, and it's going to Ningwu. Rather not smell the face of panic, a strange cry, a line of thinking under the barrier cloth.

But in front of this punch, all resistance is useless.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"

Dozens of barrier, instant burst open, leaf dust a print, gently press in the ningwuwen forehead.

"Bang!"

Ning Wuwen explodes in an instant. The whole person explodes into countless pieces from the beginning to the end, and even the spirit turns into grey smoke under the fist of Ye Chen.

Then, the leaf dust ignored the flames all over the sky and held out a hand to the void. Even with his bare hands, Shengsheng captured the theory of burning heaven.

Tianhuo boy was overjoyed, and was about to urge the burning wheel to saw the leaf dust in two.

I saw the dust holding the burning wheel and throwing it back.

"Shua

With the speed of ten times faster than before, the wheel of burning heaven flits across the sky, breaks through the flames, and bursts back in an instant. Before Tianhuo boy had time to respond, the whole person was split from the middle by the burning wheel, and even the spirit was cut in two.

The second is Tianjiao!

Finally, ye Chen turns his head and does not dodge. He takes the same palm and greets master Wen Chan.

Palm to palm, flesh to flesh!

"Bang!"

When the five meter high arhat gold body and more than one meter high leaf dust collide with each other, the giant hands the size of the water tank meet the crystal clear hands.

In the whole ten li radius, there was a sound like the big Lu of a Hong Zhong.

Ask Zen master body, burst out incomparably bright golden light. With the power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, Luohan's golden body was urged to the extreme by him. In the end, even his seven orifices began to bleed.

And ye Chen's face is plain, just slightly shining green and golden God's awn.

God body is great, but only hand crack gold elixir!

"Boom!"

Ask the Zen master directly from the palm of his hand and start to explode.

First the arm, then the arm, the shoulder, the chest, the limbs Later, even the head exploded in front of the incomparable strength of Ye Chen, and the whole person turned into a cloud of light rain and dissipated in an instant.

At last, only Ye Chen stood on the stage with his hands down.

In a flash, the three peerless Tianjiao all died.

And leaf dust from the beginning to the end, only one hand, the other, always attached to the back!

Kill Tianjiao with one hand!

There was a dead silence.

On the canglan River, which is a hundred Zhang wide, it is quiet. Neither Xia Shuya nor Lin jiuer can say anything. Since ye Chen got up, they have been shocked again and again, but none of them is as amazing as now!

Three peerless Tianjiao!

Three little true kings!

He was killed by Ye Chen with one hand. From the beginning to the end, the leaf dust was light and light, and his hands and feet were like crushing ants. In particular, when asked about the Buddhist master, the body of King Kong and the golden body of arhat are hard pressed by Ye Chen, palm to palm, and raw life is smashed. The meaning of it is terrifying.

For a moment, even eight true kings were stunned on the spot.

Countless eyes of surprise and fear fall on Ye Chen. The leaf dust light stands there, static as Pinghu, as if lifting the palm to kill three Tianjiao, not him in general.

"Too strong, too powerful! I thought he was a coward and didn't dare to fight. Now it seems that I don't care about him. "

Lu's sisters are as beautiful as flowers, red lips like fire, two pairs of beautiful big eyes, colorful.

In contrast, Lin jiu'er looks ugly. She has always looked down on Ye Chen, believing that he can only boast and boast. But now she is repeatedly beaten in the face. Although she is the goddess of Tianjiao and a princess like figure in the Dragon Palace, she is also somewhat embarrassed.

"Master Ye is the best

Although Xue lingshuang and Xiao mengshuang have no deep smile, they are surprised.

"Who else?"

Leaf dust light way.

People just think it's ridiculous!

When can there be such rampant people outside the big seven? Since the seventh patriarchal school dominated China, even Xiao Yi, who was called the backbone of China, never dared to look directly at the edge."Shua --!"

One after another eyes, involuntarily converged on the son.

The son wore a plain Dragon Robe with nine dragon dragons on it. His Majesty was like anger. In particular, eyes like continuous time, penetrating time.

At this time, Tianjiao of the ancient zongmen left only a few people, such as Xia Shuya and Lin jiuer, who were obviously not ye Chen's opponents. We can only hope in the son.

"You are not my match."

The son spoke.

He walked like a dragon and a tiger. He seemed to dominate the world and his eyes were arrogant.

"Your physical strength is better than that of King Kong. Your mind startles the sky and overwhelms the silent power of the dragon. You have the power to break through the valley of flame. You are proficient in all kinds of esoteric and Taoist techniques, and you are a unique figure of the ancient sect in 50 years or even 100 years. It's a pity that... "

Every step the son took, a wisp of luck was born on the bottom of his feet. At the end of the day, the whole body was surrounded by clouds, as if an immortal was in the dust. He said, with a trace of regret on his face.

"What a pity?"

Lu Qingmu asked with blinking eyes.

"It's a pity that the son is already a real king."

Xia Shuya bowed her head and said coldly.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, the son fell into the void one step at a time, and he didn't need to rely on magic power and magic to stand up.

His whole person seems to be integrated with heaven and earth. This ten mile sky, moving with him, seems to be able to let the sky thunder down, the storm destroyed the world, and the void burst.

True king!

All the eyes of the people looked at the son in horror.

There are only a few hundred real kings in the whole ancient clan realm. They have a high status and look down on the world! Among them, the seven great Xuanmen account for the majority of the total, and this is the accumulation of hundreds of years, far from the achievement of a generation. Although they are all Tianjiao elites, but each generation can achieve true monarch, only ten people!

And the youngest true king must be after forty. The son of God is only in his early thirties, and he has become a true king. His talent is so terrible that he can't live in the past!

"No wonder you sit still in the holy palace. It turns out that the son of God has become a real king."

The water fairy looks at the heavenly anger king of the holy palace.

The other families were all jealous.

The pride of their family was killed by Ye Chen. However, the son of God became the true king. This means that the light of the son will be covered for decades and hundreds of years.