Chapter 1042： Zhang Daoyuan shot

Zhang Daoyuan's loud shout, like a thunderstorm, appeared in the ears of Ye Chen and Fan Zichen.

Affected by this loud shout, Ye Chen's figure paused.

"Palace Lord, save me."

Fan Zichen's face showed a touch of joy, and while his figure exploded, he shouted loudly.

Palace Lord?

A gloomy color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

Only Zhang Daoyuan of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion can be called the Palace Master.

Zhang Daoyuan didn't stop him when he was in danger, and Fan Zichen called him to stop as soon as he was in crisis of life and death?

It's so beautiful.

"I am here today, I can't save you."

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he appeared in front of Fan Zichen in an instant, and blasted out with a punch.

"Junior dare you."

Zhang Daoyuan was furious, a icy chill flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a golden qi patted Ye Chen.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, completely ignoring Zhang Daoyuan's attack, and in Fan Zichen's horrified eyes, a fist hit his chest.

Fan Zichen's face changed in shock, his hands subconsciously blocked in front of him, and a trace of real Qi barrier appeared in front of him.

With a boom, Ye Chen smashed the infuriating barrier in front of Fan Zichen with a punch, and then blasted on Fan Zichen's chest.

A dull sound came out, Fan Zichen's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his chest sank visible to the naked eye, and he was directly blown out by Ye Chen with a punch.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a golden robes appeared in front of Ye Chen and looked at Ye Chen with a furious expression.

Then several Taoist priests appeared in the field, and one helped Fan Zichen who was vomiting blood.

At this time, Fan Zichen was extremely embarrassed, his chest was about to be pierced by Ye Chen, and most of the meridians in his body had been shattered. Even if he was saved, he might not be able to maintain his position.

"Young people are really ruthless methods."

An veteran explorer checked Fan Zichen's injury, his pupils shrank slightly, and he shouted with a gloomy expression.

Then he took out a jade bottle from his arms and poured out a pill, then stuffed it into Fan Zichen’s mouth, and said to Zhang Daoyuan: “Palace Master, Junior Brother Fan was seriously injured, and the meridians of his whole body were severed by Zhen Qi. Even if it is cured, this cultivation base cannot be kept."

When everyone heard it, their expressions changed, and Ye Chen's expression was extremely gloomy.

Killing is nothing more than a nod. For the warrior, the abolition of his cultivation is more painful than killing him.

It is especially painful for a strong person like Grand Master standing on the top.

At this moment, Ye Chen's eyes flashed across the many figures, and then he looked at Zhang Daoyuan who was standing in the front.

Zhang Daoyuan put a lot of pressure on Ye Chen, and his aura was not comparable to Fan Zichen.

Among the powerful masters that Ye Chen encountered, only the breath of Baidi and Dugu Huangtian could compare with them.

However, in places like Longhushan, Zhang Daoyuan, as the leader of Longhushan, probably didn't even want to face his sharp edge.

Moreover, Zhang Daoyuan had a very strange aura, vaguely, Ye Chen felt a hint of crisis.

Zhang Daoyuan, the current celestial master of Longhushan, appeared, which put Ye Chen under a lot of pressure.

"Ye Chen, you are such a cruel method. Didn't you hear that the old man asked you to stop?"

Zhang Daoyuan looked at Ye Chen, a cold color flashed in his eyes, and said with a grim look.

"If you tell me to stop, I will stop. That doesn't mean that I am shameless."

Ye Chen snorted coldly and said faintly: "Besides, you guys have been watching the scene for so long. Why didn't you tell Fan Zichen to stop when he was killing me."

"What a sharp-mouthed kid."

Zhang Daoyuan said coldly.

"Palace Master, why bother to talk nonsense with him, take him directly, abolish martial arts, and make amends for Junior Brother Fan and Junior Brother Wither.

A disciple from Longhushan shouted angrily.

"Yes, I trespassed on Longhu Mountain and injured Junior Brother Changqing and Fan. He was punished by thunder."

An elder of Longhushan echoed the road.

This kind of thing had never happened in Longhu Mountain for so many years. A junior broke in and injured two Grandmaster-level elders. In the end, he asked the Palace Master to come forward himself.

If this spreads out, they Longhushan will become China's laughing stock.

"What a Taoist leader, Long Hushan, kidnapped my wife Su Xiyue without authorization, and wanted to put the unwarranted guilt on me. Are your actions worthy of the patriarch Zhang Daoling?"

Ye Chen laughed loudly and shouted coldly: "Famous and upright, I'm pooh."

"Bold!"

"You stinky brat, how can you slander my Dragon Tiger Mountain."

"Outrageous, I must make you kneel at the mountain gate today to repent."

All the Taoist priests present reddened, they became angry from shame, and shouted at Ye Chen.

"Why, when I said that I hit the painful spot, I became so angry?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

"You are too much."

Zhang Daoyuan's eyes flashed a touch of sorrow, and he said coldly, "Even your father would not dare to break into Longhu Mountain so arrogantly to kill people. Today I will teach you for your father."

"Just because you are worthy of mentioning my father's name, you can do it if you want, so why make excuses for yourself."

Ye Chen snorted coldly and said casually.

Although it seemed very casual, Ye Chen's spirit was twelve points in his heart.

Zhang Daoyuan, as the celestial master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, must be extremely powerful, even Ye Chen did not dare to take it lightly.

A look of anger flashed across Zhang Daoyuan's face, and with a wave of his big sleeves, immediately countless golden qi turned into a dragon-shaped chain, bound to Ye Chen.

Although it was also a chain of dragons, the power Zhang Daoyuan had displayed was much stronger, with 36 chains surrounding Ye Chen.

Ye Chen snorted, the blood all over his body suddenly boiled, and his fists blasted towards the chain in front of him.

With a bang, the golden chains shattered.

"What a strong body."

Zhang Daoyuan's pupils shrank slightly, a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

With the chain dragon chain he released, even the Grand Master couldn't break it so easily.

Ye Chen's physical strength still exceeded Zhang Daoyuan's expectations.

If this son is not removed today, it will definitely be a great disaster for me.

Thinking of this, Zhang Daoyuan's eyes flashed a touch of murderous intent, and with a low cry, a terrifying infuriating blast blasted towards Ye Chen.

"Everyone shot together to help the Palace Master take him."

Several elders around the Grand Master level screamed, and they all shot at Ye Chen.

For a while, Zhenqi rioted at the scene, and Qi Qi went to Ye Chen to suppress it.

"Suffered."

Ye Chen's expression changed.

A total of seven or eight masters shot together, including Zhang Daoyuan at the top of the master, even if he was a half-step divine body, it was impossible to hold it.

Just when Ye Chen was about to fight desperately, a long roar suddenly resounded in the field.

"A group of old thieves have joined forces to bully my son and seek death!"