Chapter 635

Jiuxuan wanjian Jue is an excellent sword technique. It can be invincible and can not be cut without anything! Therefore, although zhuxingjian is a second-class Lingbao, it is just like searching for things by breaking the sun and moon and chopping the son.

But the present crowd, already all Leng in the spot, can't believe. Even the eight true kings were silent. Although the son of the first time into the true king, has not yet developed a variety of true king Taoism, martial arts, but ultimately is a true king.

However, he was killed by Ye Chen's fingers, almost like killing a chicken. Who would not be suppressed?

Even the son himself, can not believe! He was the first emperor in ancient times. He was so defeated by Ye Chen? This is a great blow to the proud son.

"Ah!"

The son uttered a roar in his mouth, which was full of resentment.

The body of a true king is far better than that of a mortal. Even if you are cut into two pieces by the waist, you will be severely injured, not dead. You can also find a miraculous medicine to take back in the future. But this sword is a great shame to the son.

"Ye, if you dare to damage my body, I will kill you!"

The son called out word by word, and his pupils turned into a piece of transparency in an instant, with endless years of wave light condensation. In his pupils, the sharp reflection gives the image of leaf dust. In the void, only two ripples swept lightly.

"It's the pupil of the son's time, and he finally uses this talent."

Xia Shuya's eyes narrowed.

Lu Qingmu's face changed greatly: "it's said that the son's eyes can fix time and solidify space. It's an invincible power. Therefore, the elder of the holy heavenly palace made him a prince for the next 500 years. Even if it's a real king, he can't get rid of it. Bihaidan is a bad teacher! "

And Lin jiuer and Lin Qiqi and others, all look a change, nervous look.

See leaf dust body shape fierce congeals in the air, like the mosquito that is frozen in amber. At that moment, all the time and space around the leaf dust were solidified.

The son could not help but smile.

Although it is not easy to motivate him, he needs to consume his life yuan. But the power is infinite, with him now the true king cultivation, is enough to withstand the ten fingers of the supreme giant. In the battle, it may even lead to the fall of a giant. Ye Chen is not even the real king, and has been held up for at least half an hour.

"See how I kill you!"

The son sneered and offered a top-grade Throwing Knife, which was to cut to Ye Chen.

All the other true kings shook their heads coldly and decided that ye Chen would die. In particular, tiannu Zhenjun has a sneer on his face. Ye Chen's sword breaks the son's body, which makes him hate Ye Chen very much. Fortunately, the son still has a card, otherwise he would have made a move.

"Die!"

When the flying knife crosses the void, it is about to cut the leaf dust.

See leaf dust a tiny lift a finger, clip the throwing knife.

"How could it be?"

The son was stunned, and his face was startled. All the people around were stunned. Isn't leaf dust trapped in the solidification of space and time? How can you break free? This is not common sense.

"Just a little time, how dare you trap me? It's a real trick. "

Ye Chen quickly cut off the flying knife, and then stepped out, and fiercely appeared in the sky above the son of God and stepped on it with one foot in the air.

"Stop it!"

An earth shaking explosion came from the other side of the mountain. However, ye Chenli didn't pay attention to it. He stepped on the head of the son and crushed it, even the spirit and spirit. All of them stepped out! How powerful is Ye Chen's Divine Body Dacheng? Even the true king can break it with one foot, let alone the son of God?

Before the son died, his eyes were still puzzled and shocked.

How could his invincible talent and magic power be broken?

But I don't know, ye Chen is carrying the sea emperor's glass body, is to control the existence of the long river of time, a glance at a hundred years. I don't know how many times better than his path which makes time temporarily frozen.

"You killed the son?"

Lin jiu'er stands up and looks at Ye Chen.

But Xia Shuya, LV Qingmu and others are also dazzled and can't believe it.

That's the son!

The future Prince of Shengtian palace, a great man who has been in the ancient clan for hundreds of years, was trampled to death by Ye Chen? And still in front of so many arrogant and true king's face, this is how rampant? How rebellious!

In particular, Bai Xiaoxuan can't believe that her husband, who was just in love with her, was killed by Ye Chen?

"Even my father would not dare to be so presumptuous as he is."

Lu Qingmu smiles bitterly in his heart.

At this time, a cloud column that can penetrate the sky and the earth will arrive in an instant. The cloud pillar dispersed, showing the face of God's anger and real king's surprise and anger. He was staring at Ye Chen, word by word, and jumped out of his teeth:

"if you dare to kill the crown prince of the holy heavenly palace, you should die, and you should die!"

Tiannu Zhenjun's anger in his heart at this time can't be washed down. That's the pillar of the holy heaven palace in the next 500 years. When the son dies, why should he fight against the ancient sword gate? What can be used to suppress the younger generation of the ancient clan?

He could already think of how angry he would be when he returned to the holy palace. Tiannu Zhenjun doesn't want to think about it any more. Now, he just wants to cut leaf dust into pieces and vent his anger."Kill and kill. What a lot of nonsense, you want to come and lead to death?"

Ye Chen flicked his finger, and his eyes were cold.

"Good, good, today I see you beat the bones and ashes, spirit and soul are destroyed!" Tiannu Zhenjun was furious, and the surging clouds around him shook the sky and the earth. He is a giant in the mid-term out of body.

"Add me one more!"

"Whoosh!"

A purple flame came from the night, showing the true king of the flaming Valley and the figure of the God flame worshiper.

The second true King appeared.

"And us. Ye, you killed me Zong Tianjiao. Do you think we can't stand by? "

Again.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

White fog, thunder, and mental energy were shining. There are also Zunzhen Jun, with all showing body shape, above the canglan river. All of a sudden, seven earthshaking breath fell from the sky, and the people were almost breathless. Under the blue river, all the watchers felt a palpitation.

These true kings are all giants in the middle of the out of body period.

As a matter of fact, those who can represent the major sects and sit in the canglan river must be the top ones in the clan. In general, a true king can't suppress these arrogance.

"Shengtian palace, gujianmen, Wanfo sect, wuwenzhuang, xiuzhuyuan, Qingyun Mountain, flaming valley."

The whole seven true kings, with a sneer on their faces, or arrogant and arrogant, or full of angry faces, stood on the void and looked coldly at Ye Chen.

Lu Qingmu and others feel suffocated.

In addition to the baiyun temple, the other six Xuanmen and the valley of flame, all appeared. Ye Chen has killed Tianjiao of the great religion, and has thoroughly aroused these large-scale anger.

"Ye Xiaoyou, you have killed too much. If you want to join our baiyun temple and imprison yourself for 300 years, I can take your place, like many immortals, and ask for personal love and spare your life."

The only white cloud water fairy who didn't make a move sighed gently.

"Just seven mole ants, dare to be bold in front of me?"

Ye Chen sneered and didn't care.

"I don't know how to live or die!"

Tiannu Zhenjun burst out to drink, and made a direct move.

"Boom!"

A huge dragon claw, 30 Zhang in size, is like the divine claw of a nine sky cloud dragon. It falls from the sky and directly presses on the leaf dust. Before the cloud claw arrived, the overwhelming power has been lowered.

On the canglan River, those who were poor in cultivation fell to their knees directly under pressure. Only Lin jiuer and others could barely support it, but they all looked horrified.

Tiannu Zhenjun, as a giant in the middle period of being out of the body, has been practicing hard for 300 years. How can a saint son compare with him?