Shock in the void.

The ancestors of the Xiao family had empty feet and gloomy faces. The wounds on their arms were bleeding.

Ye Chen stood in the wind, cold eyes without a trace of emotion: "if your strength is limited to this, then you will die today!"

"Young generation, don't be too proud!"

As for the injuries on his arms, the ancestors of the Xiao family didn't seem to pay any attention to them. There was a strong fierce color on his face: "do you really think the means of this seat are limited to this?"

Next moment!

I saw his palms closed and he shook them with a strong hand. A blood red force swept out of his body, which was even more powerful than before.

As the blood red yuan force surged out, a blood red long gun, just like watered by blood, appeared in his hand.

The blood colored long gun, with light tremor and blood red gas, seems to have drunk countless blood.

With its appearance.

There was a faint hum in the sky and the earth, which seemed to be unbearable. However, people on the ground only felt that the pressure from the sky had risen several times.

Seeing this scene, Hu Meiling's thousand year old unchanged eyes on the ground finally had a little fluctuation: "Ye Xianshi, be careful, this man has the imperial weapon!"

For ancient warriors, in addition to their own strength against the enemy, they can also use weapons to enhance their combat power. The weapons of ordinary warriors are nothing more than swords, guns, sticks and sticks.

For high-level warriors, such as wuzun, they can refine their own spirit soldiers. Ordinary spirit soldiers can cut iron like mud and blow hair easily.

And there are imperial weapons on top of the spirit soldiers. The so-called imperial weapons, as the name implies, are weapons that can only be refined by the great power of the imperial territory.

If the emperor's territory is the first glimpse of the power of heaven and earth and the original power, then the emperor's utensil has a trace of the original power, which can be collected into the body for day and night sacrifice. The original power of the emperor's utensil alone is enough to kill a fake emperor.

That is to say, if one has the great power of the imperial territory, then his combat power will more than double, which shows the power of the imperial weapons.

"Imperial vessels?"

Hearing Hu Meiling's reminder, ye Chen squints at the bloody gun in the hands of Xiao's ancestors, and suddenly knows that, in his opinion, the so-called imperial weapon is not much different from the spiritual weapon in the cultivation world.

The long spear of the ancestors of the Xiao family is obviously inferior.

"I always like to keep my hands on things!"

The ancestors of the Xiao family stared at Ye Chen with fierce eyes, and a strange arc gradually appeared on the corner of their mouth: "even the white old ghost and others don't know that we have the imperial weapon, they don't want to be forced out by you today!"

He looked at Ye Chen's eyes with fierce murders: "but since you are forced out, then your price is death!"

As his voice fell, I saw his body disappeared in place like a ghost, and in a moment appeared in front of Ye Chen.

With a grim smile, the bloody spear in his hand suddenly screamed out and stabbed Ye Chen with the harsh sound of sonic boom.

The blood gas on the long gun was almost full-bodied to the point of liquefying. It was dripping to the ground constantly. The bloodthirsty gas was palpitating.

"Dang!"

With a harsh sound of metal and metal, a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread around, and the whole void was shocked.

Ye Chen's body shape was also shaken violently under the gun, and then he was shocked by the terrible force and shot backwards. It took him more than ten feet to be stable.

This contact revealed the extraordinary of the long gun.

"Hahaha, young generation, that's all you have to do?"

Seeing this, the ancestors of the Xiao family immediately looked up to the sky and laughed. Their eyes were full of disdain: "although you are also the emperor's realm, you should not have the emperor's utensil, right? How can you fight with this seat? "

Seeing this scene, Yang Tian and others on the ground all changed their faces. They didn't expect that the strength of the ancestors of the Xiao family would soar to such a level after exposing the emperor's utensils.

Is it hard to be an old leaf that will lose today?

Yang Tian tightly clenched his fist and his heart sank.

In the distance, Xiao Kun roared proudly: "my father, kill him. When he dies, the Ye family is completely finished, and the Chinese cultivation circle is completely finished!"

"Junior, it's over..."

With a long roar and a long spear, the ancestors of the Xiao family attacked Ye Chen again, like thunder, with endless attacks.

"Old dog, it's too early for you to be happy!"

Ye Chen snorts coldly, and the whole person suddenly rises to the sky, setting off a long golden practice, just like a golden dragon, which takes the initiative to plunder the ancestors of the Xiao family.

Although the emperor's utensil of the ancestors of the Xiao family is strong, how can it surpass his flesh body? How strong is the fist?!!

At this moment, ye Chen dissipated the fluctuation of Zhen Yuan, exerted the most pure physical force, and immediately blew away to the ancestors of the Xiao family.

"Dingdingdang......"

In a flash, the two sides exchanged hands at a close distance. From time to time, there was a sound of the exchange of gold and iron. There was a faint spark, and ye Chen's body was just like the golden body of an eminent monk, with a light golden streamer on its surface.

Ye Chen's fist is crystal clear, as hard as sapphire and glass, and each fist is like a giant giant giant hammer, which is heavily bombarded on the ancestors of the Xiao family.

After the long spear of the ancestors of the Xiao family stabbed him, except for a burst of sparks, it did not cause any harm to his body.

On the contrary, ye Chen's fist after fist shocked his Qi and blood. His mouth was numb and he could hardly hold the long gun in his hand.

He had to go back and forth, his heart was shocked and unbelievable: "Damn, why is this boy so strong in body? Can't he be a descendant of the pre Qin style?"

Without waiting for his reaction, ye Chen suddenly changed his fist into a palm, and there was a lotus mark emerging in the palm. Then he put it on his chest.

Three thirteen days God made fist, King Kong seal!

That seemingly soft palm doubled the sense of crisis of the ancestors of the Xiao family, and all the hairs on his body stood up: "no!"

He subconsciously wants to get out of the way, but he finds it too late. All of a sudden, he feels that there is a tremendous power of terror entering the eight channels of the classic.

"Poof!"

He shot a blood arrow out of his mouth. His body suddenly shot backwards. At last, he directly hit a mountain wall on the ground. He just smashed that mountain wall into a big hole.

"Good!"

Seeing this, Yang Tian and others cheered.

But in the distance, Xiao Kun's face changed, and his eyes showed a thick color of Horror: "my ancestors It's a loss Lost

That's the ancestor of his Xiao family!

An old monster who has lived for more than 200 years is like a legend of immortality in Xiaojiawan. Now, it's not ye Chen's opponent?

And in his stupor.

In the distance, a loud noise suddenly came from the mountain wall. In the next moment, a blood red figure turned into a red light and swept towards the distance.