Chapter 1416

Looking at the horrible figure like a God.

At that moment, the whole forest city, the whole Tiannan, the whole China, even the whole earth, all the people who pay attention to this scene are silent!

Such silence is replaced by endless horror!

In order to deal with Ye Chen, the eight immortal sects sent out a hundred great powers this time. The lowest accomplishments are the early accomplishments of transforming the gods!!!

Ordinary one God friars are like fairies that are hard to find!

But now there are hundreds of them at the same time!

How can this not make everyone want to be numb!

At that moment, all the people who live through the network and satellite monitoring, after seeing this scene, their hearts all convulsed.

Seeing this line-up, even if there are a few Chinese who have hope for ye Chen, they are in despair at the moment.

"Here How could it be... "

The old Tianshi of Longhushan and others who came here were convulsed severely, almost sending out such unbelievable roars from their trembling voice eyes.

One hundred incarnations.

Such a line-up, even if it is to gather the strength of the Chinese nation can not come out!

However, they only want to deal with Ye Chen alone!

"It's over, it's all over..."

Countless people close their eyes in despair.

"Ye, it's a big disaster for you..."

Seeing this, Fang Mingde and his grandchildren all laughed happily, as if they saw Ye Chen's miserable end.

Jinling, an ordinary high school, is full of people in the spacious classroom of class five, senior three. At the moment, there are pictures over Jiulongwan, especially the appearance of the 100 strong people in the period of deification, which makes the whole classroom as quiet as death.

"Let's have a good look. This war is unprecedented in the history of our earth. One is the legend of China, and the other is the eight immortal gates that have come to the earth forcefully!"

On the platform, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face said: "although many of you have just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, you can learn a lot from this war."

Dozens of students below said nothing and stared at the shocking scene above the huge projector.

If ye Chen is present, he will surely find that the man and woman sitting in the last row are the yechi and Yangxue he saw last time.

The complexion of Yang Xue and ye Chi at the moment is very complicated, because they found that the man named ye nankuang was the white haired youth they saw last time.

"Mr. Mo, this is a fight without any suspense. What else do you want us to see?"

In the quiet classroom, there is a handsome boy dressed in a unique way who disdains a smile: "this ye nankuang will die this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he got a lot of people's approval.

"Wenhao is right. I heard my father say that ye Nan's madness is provoking eight immortals from other countries. What kind of confrontation does he take?"

"If you want me to say it, Ye is not able to help himself..."

"Don't say that. I heard that ye was the first person on earth..."

Hearing this sound, ye Chen was all mocking. Sitting in the last row of Ye Chi, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, just like the closest person was hurt.

He immediately roared, "shut up!"

The boy named Wenhao looked at him coldly: "Ye Chi, what are you doing?"

Even others can't help looking at yechi.

Ye Chi clenched his fist, looked at him with red eyes, and said, "I! No Xu! You say? That! Bit! Ye! Uncle! Uncle! ! Bad! Words! "

He didn't know why he was so angry, but the feeling in his heart was that he didn't want Ye Chen to be hurt.

"Waste, against you, dare to threaten me?"

When Wenhao's face was cold, he immediately clapped the table and said with a sneer, "there is no doubt that ye, surnamed ye, will die today. I said, what can you do with me, waste?"

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, this ruler came from the platform and directly knocked Wenhao to the ground.

It's the teacher Mo on the platform who did it.

Wenhao covers the red and purple ruler Yin on his face and looks at Mr. Mo gloomily: "Mo Wenshan, do you dare to be a young master? You know... "

"Kneel down!!!"

Mo teacher burst out the foundation period of the building, the former is directly suppressed in the ground, shocked the public.

He looked around all the people and said, "ye nankuang is a legend of our country. He has done great service to our country and promoted the cultivation method. What are your descendants entitled to desecrate him?"

Mr. Mo looked at that face and almost growled, "I always taught you to remember the great righteousness of your ancestors. Have you heard the dog's stomach?""Do you remember that thirteen years ago, how many people went out of the earth to fight against the enemy regardless of their lives? Who has won the opportunity of negotiation for our earth with tragic blood? "

"Do you know that in the vast starry sky, the burials are the bones and loyal souls of many ancestors in China, echoing the unyielding roar of many ancestors?"

"A strong youth is a strong China. What is the strong one? The first thing that is strong is character and mind. I don't want to teach a group of ungrateful selfishness people who kneel and lick their enemies!!! "

In the face of his first bluster, there was a sudden silence in the huge classroom, and many children were sad and ashamed.

Only the young man named Ye Chi, clenched his fist, stared uneasily at the projector and bit his lips and said: "uncle, you must win, for yourself, for the country of China!"!! !”

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Meanwhile, over Kowloon Bay.

Hundreds of powerful people of the eight immortal sects outside the world step on the void quietly and stare at the Jiulongwan below. They don't say a word. Only the overwhelming sense of killing and chill sweep all over the place.

Heaven and earth are silent as death.

All the people coagulate together.

Rao is Su Yuhan beside Ye Chen. Ye Hai and others can't help feeling like falling into the ice cellar, and their faces turn white.

Even Su Youwei is no exception.

However, those who know ye Chen are desperate and have no hope.

Ye Chen's face is as usual, his eyes are calm on the void, where he slowly steps out of the seven shadows.

These seven figures, men and women, monks and monks, are dressed in different ways, but the invisible pressure they radiate is like a vast ocean, even the 93 figures behind them should be eclipsed.

Seven people stepped out. The leader was a young man dressed in a red robe. The young man had a beautiful face like a monster, and a blood River vision on his head, like a young devil.

"Ye nankuang!"

The young man looked down at Ye Chen and smiled like a cat playing with a mouse: "I'd like to introduce myself to you. My name is the son of blood Yang God, from the misty star. The misty ancestor who was killed by you a few days ago is the old man of my family!"