Chapter 1770

Name:Dragon God Sovereign Author:Qiluan
"Stinky boy! Don't be too wild! You'll feel better later! " Ye Wuyou flushed and roared.

"Is it? You're the one who's feeling bad, aren't you? " Feng Wuchen sneers scornfully, then blows up again.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

With every blow of fengwuchen, ye Wuyou vomited blood. The injury became more and more serious, and his face was extremely pale, leaving half his life.

Seeing that ye Wuyou was worried about his life, several seriously injured guards immediately got up and ran back to report.

"Let go, young master! If you dare to kill the young Lord, I promise you can't leave Shenwei city alive! " A seriously injured guard yelled angrily.

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to send someone over." The wind has no dust cold way, already is iron heart, want to teach Ye Wuyou a hard time.

The Ye family is a matchless shrine. Feng Wuchen doesn't want to worry about it. However, ye Wuyou comes to trouble again and again. Feng Wuchen can't bear it.

"Well! Arrogant! With your strength, you want to be the enemy of the matchless temple? It's beyond our means Seriously injured Ye Wuyou roars in vain, and his eyes are like poisonous snakes staring at Feng Wuchen.

"Bang!"

Fengwuchen shakes his hand and throws Ye Wuyou out like garbage. He bumps into the wall on one side of the street and blasts a hole in the wall.

Ye Wuyou is half dead and buried directly below.

"Little Lord!" Several seriously injured guards, forced to endure the serious injury rushed past.

"Is that boy dying? How dare Ye Shaozhu be seriously injured. "

"It's right for young people to be arrogant, but they have to have the ability to be arrogant. There's a matchless Temple behind the Ye family, and there's a powerful God King level practitioner."

"I haven't seen him in Shenwei city. This boy doesn't know the identity of Ye Shaozhu, does he?"

The monks in the distance of the street were all talking in a low voice, and many people were gloating.

In less than five minutes, noise came from the other end of the street.

"Master Ye is here!" I don't know who yelled, and everyone's eyes swept in the past.

A middle-aged man and three old men, as well as more than a dozen powerful gods, stormed in.

Feng Wuchen's eyes moved slightly and looked at Ye Jiazhu and others simply.

"Who is so rampant that he dares to run wild in Shenwei city?" Ye's master is gloomy and angry, and his fierce eyes sweep directly to the wind and dust on the street.

"The master of the family is the boy who hurt us. The master was seriously injured." An injured guard points to fengwuchendao.

"Dad, kill him! Kill him With the help of the guard, the seriously injured Ye Wuyou roars.

"It's him! It's broken! How dare you provoke him! Didn't I say he couldn't make it? The young master didn't listen! " Seeing the moment when the wind is clean, Li Fei's whole body trembles fiercely, and his soul flies with fear.

The master of the Ye family glares at Feng Wuchen. As soon as he wants to say something, he is stopped by Li Fei.

"Master, he's the unparalleled temple, and the magician Chen Shao!" Li Fei whispers in Ye's ear in horror.

"What? He... Is he dusty? " At the moment of hearing the speech, the face of the master of the Ye family changed greatly. His gloomy and angry face turned into panic.

The master of the Ye family and the three elders were frightened and trembled.

At this moment, the master of Ye family really wants to slap Ye Wuyou to death.

"My subordinates have already reminded him too much, but he doesn't listen to me. It's troublesome." Li Fei whispered in horror.

"Whew, whew!"

Just at this time, over Shenwei City, there were strong sonic booms, and a terrible breath swept over the city.

"Here comes the man from the matchless temple! God, the strong

"It's the great protector of Tianzu! There are also three elders and the Lord of the city

"There are so many strong people in the matchless temple, that boy is dead!"

On the street, many monks were very excited.

"Master, the great Dharma protectors are coming!" Li Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror, and was scared to death.

"Son of a bitch! Did you see? The guardians and elders of the matchless temple are here! I see how you die Ye Wuyou complacently sneers. At this moment, it seems that he has been resurrected with blood.

Ye Wuyou didn't realize the fright and rigidity of the three elders.

In a short time, the powerful people like Tianzu and Tang Aofeng came down to the street, and the street became quiet.

"Finished..." seeing the gloomy face of Tianzu and others, the owner of the Ye family suddenly felt desperate.

"Dharma protector! Elder! This boy... "Ye Wuyou roared immediately.

"Pa!"

Unfortunately, before he finished, he was slapped by Xiao Ying and directly took Ye Wuyou away.

The sudden slap made the street repairmen jump. They were all confused."Xiao Ying! You big jerk! Why always aim at me everywhere? " Ye Wuyou suddenly runs away and yells at Xiaoying.

Recalling the last time Xiaoying humiliated him in front of many people, ye Wuyou's anger broke out directly.

"Beast! Shut up Ye's master angrily scolds Ye Wuyou.

"Dad, what did I do wrong? Xiao Ying, the bastard, is aiming at me everywhere. I am seriously injured. He not only doesn't help me, but also beats me now. " Ye Wuyou said angrily.

"Hum!" Tianzu fierce cold hum, Sen cold eyes sweep to Ye Wuyou.

Seeing the cold eyes of tianzusen, ye Wu was so scared that he almost choked.

At this moment, ye Wuyou finally realized something, and his eyes could not help looking at fengwuchen.

If the monks in the street don't understand at the moment, they are all fools.

Ye Jiazhu and others dare not speak, in addition to panic or panic.

"I don't understand why you always want to deal with me. For the sake of the Ye family, I've spared you twice. I thought you would retreat in the face of difficulties. It seems that I think too much." Feng Wuchen looks at Ye Wuyou.

"Chenshao, are you going to kill him?" Xiao Ying asked respectfully.

"Dust... Dust little..." hearing the name of Xiaoying, ye Wuyou was desperate and knelt down directly.

Ye Wuyou now realizes that he has offended someone. He secretly regrets that he didn't listen to Li Fei's warning, and regrets that he provoked fengwuchen for the third time.

"He is... He is less dust?"

"He is the king level master of the unparalleled temple, Chen Shao!"

"Ye Shaozhu is finished this time. The person he offended is Chen Shao!"

Xiaoying's name for fengwuchen shocked the street practitioners, and their eyes were magnified to the extreme.

"Break his hand! Give him a long memory. " Feng Wuchen said coldly. After all, Ye's family is a matchless shrine. Feng Wuchen doesn't want to embarrass Tianzu.

"No! Less dust! I was wrong! I didn't know you were a little dust! " Ye Wuyou kowtows for mercy in fear.

Xiaoying directly offered a sword and cut off Ye Wuyou's arm without hesitation.

"Ah..." the pain spread all over the body in an instant, and the blood spurted wildly. Ye Wuyou suddenly screamed.

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