The ancient city is also very prosperous. The streets are bustling with people. Monks come and go. There is not a mortal among them. There are some great magical powers. Along the way, we have met more than one quasi saint.

On one side of the street, there are more people.

Look carefully, the onlookers are pointing at a ragged woman.

The woman was about twenty years old. She was barefoot and dishevelled. She was holding a steamed bun in her hands. She was eating and shivering along the street. With her ragged clothes, she looked like a beggar.

She seems to have been stimulated by something, some of her nerves are abnormal, while she is eating steamed bread, sometimes she will look up at the people around her in a panic, as if she is afraid of everything in this world.

People on both sides of the street were disgusted. Many people had already covered their noses and hid far away like a ghost star. Their mouths were full of obscenities. They wished the woman would die immediately.

However, there are so two people did not escape, but blocked in the middle of the road.

They were two bearded men. They were fierce, just like two robbers licking blood.

They both touched their chin and looked at her up and down. In their evil eyes, there was a light of lust and evil. They did not seem to mind taking the beggar back to enjoy it.

"Come with me, little girl." A big man smiles, showing a disgusting big yellow tooth.

The woman seemed to be frightened and curled up with the steamed bread, especially the ferocity in the big man's smile, which made her whole body tremble.

"I will treat you well." The big man stepped forward, laughing obscene, filthy and ferocious. He reached out his big hand and tried to pull off the woman's untidy hair, but he was evaded by the woman's nervous reaction.

"It's a shame to face." The big man's face was ferocious at the moment and suddenly raised his hands.

However, the big man's hand just swung down, and was suddenly held by a hand.

The next moment, the big man felt that his body was out of balance, and then his feet left the ground. He was thrown at the empty sky. Before landing, he burst into a blood mist in the empty sky.

You!

Another man suddenly turned pale and wanted to escape, but a divine light came from behind him.

Poof!

Blood bloom, another big man also turned into blood fog.

The picture is bloody, which makes people on both sides tremble. They all look at the two men, a young man and a bald head. They are ye Chen and long Yi who are looking for reincarnation.

Ye Chen comes forward to touch the woman's cheek.

The woman dodged again. She stumbled back and looked at Ye Chen in horror. The steamed bread in her hand was tightly held. She was afraid that ye Chen would rush forward to grab her food.

Ye Chen nose a sour, eyes still have tears, suddenly step forward, will the woman into the arms.

The woman wants to break free, but ye Chen hugs more tightly, "don't be afraid of poetry and painting, elder martial brother is coming."

A warm word made the struggling woman tremble a little, raised her cheek, and saw a face of vicissitudes through her untidy hair. She looked a little confused.

Don't be afraid!

Ye Chen choked with a smile and patted her on the back.

The woman stopped fighting, is staring at that face, his arms are very warm.

Seeing this scene, people around the four weeks were talking and pointing at Ye Chen and Lin Shi Hua. Seeing ye Chen holding her, more people covered their noses and looked disgusted.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here." The dragon was angry and yelled, and there was a flash of cold in his eyes.

"Young man, pay attention to your words so as not to get killed." Leisurely words ring out, that is an old man in purple, his tone is still a little gloomy, and he is angry at Long Yi's scolding.

"Everyone, kneel down and make amends to her. Those who do not kneel will die." Ye Chen holds Lin's poems and paintings in one hand. His expression is indifferent, his words are plain and ethereal. Lin Shi Hua is the reincarnation of the great Chu state. He died in the battle for the common people of all regions a hundred years ago. But now he is so like this. All the people they protect show disgust towards her. How can he not be angry.

"It's such a big tone to be in the imperial realm." It was the old man in purple again, and the voice of yelling was shocking.

However, in the next second, his head was separated from his body, and his eyes were still full of incredible color. He was killed by seconds in a magnificent state.

"This The people on the scene suddenly turned pale. It was a royal realm!

"Kneeling is not kneeling." Ye Chen gave a faint sound.

As soon as this word came out, all the people frowned, and some even whispered, "can't we hide if we can't afford it?"

However, the man just stepped out of a step, he was pierced by a divine awn.

The man was staring at the blood hole in his chest, his eyes highlighted, unbelievable, and fell down on the spot, instantly killed.

"Little friend, too much." An old man with grey hair at the top of the imperial realm gave a cold voice.

"In a word, kneeling is not kneeling." Ye Chen's words are still plain."Looking for death." The gray haired old man was furious, and with one hand, he was knocked over by Ye Chen with one hand, and flew hundreds of feet upside down. When he landed, he was also a pool of blood.

Hiss!

The scene is full of the sound of air-conditioning, shocked Ye Chen's fighting power, but also shocked Ye Chen's ruthless means.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

In the sound of shock, xianmang shot in all directions, and the figures standing one after another turned into blood mist.

Kneel, we kneel!

Immediately, someone knelt on the ground with a plop. If they didn't kneel, they would be the next to be killed. Although they didn't know what the relationship between Ye Chen and the female beggar was, they knew that kneeling would save their lives.

However, not everyone knelt down, there are still some personal faces cold standing in place.

Ye Chen did not speak. He took Lin's poems and paintings in one hand and waved them with the other. There were no standing people in the places where he passed, only the burst blood mist. However, those who still stood were destroyed in pieces.

Kneel, we kneel!

Now, those stiff people also knelt on the ground in a hurry.

Ye Chen settled down and stood still.

In this ancient city, there are still people who are not kneeling. There are two restaurants on the left, four restaurants not far away, one behind and one in the East.

They are all quasi saints. At the moment, they are tasting the wine lightly. They don't care about ye Chen's killing. They seem to know that ye Chen doesn't dare to fight them. They are confident of their own combat power.

"Top eight, come down." Ye Chen light mouth, "kneel down to make amends with her."

"Little friends, arrogant people, have no good end." A purple quasi Saint leisurely a, still light taste wine, "kill the heart is too heavy, it is difficult to achieve the right result."

Ye Chen didn't speak and stepped on the ground lightly.

At that time, the ancient city trembled, and the restaurants all collapsed at the foot of Ye Chen.

Now, the eight quasi saints came down and fell on the ground.

Still is that purple dress quasi saint, gently stroking the beard, looking at Ye Chen, the voice is ethereal, "you can choose a method of death."

Ye Chen did not speak, one step to shrink into an inch, the instant body killed that purple clothes quasi Saint before his life.

You!

At the last moment, he turned pale in purple. He did not know that ye Chen had such a mysterious body method. Even his cultivation, he could not think about ye Chen's figure.

Poof!

The blood spatter, that half of the body of the purple quasi saint was blown into a blood mist by Ye Chen's fist.

The old man in purple stepped back, but he had not yet settled down. A powerful immortal awn had already shot through his Dan sea, and his cultivation of becoming a saint was completely abandoned.

I... my accomplishments!

I can't accept this fact.

Bang!

After all, the purple dress quasi Saint staggers the body, longitudinal is unable to support, a bang kneels on the ground.

After his accomplishments were abandoned, he was no longer a high-ranking quasi saint, but a total waste.

perhaps, until now, he really understood what regret was. He held himself invincible in the world, but he did not even support a move in the hands of an emperor. If he had known that ye Chen was so strong, he should not pretend to be forced, he should kneel down and not suffer from it Great difficulty.

This... This!

The other seven would-be saints retreated one after another, their looks pale. Ye Chen's strength was far beyond their expectation. However, every one of them was defeated and all his accomplishments were abolished.

Retreating and retreating, the Seven Sages suddenly turned around and set foot on the empty sky. Since they could not be provoked, they could only escape.

However, they just stepped into the empty sky, they were pressed down by a golden hand covering the sky.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The seven immortal mansions were shot, and the blood spattered one after another. The cultivation of the seven quasi saints was also abandoned on the spot.

I... my accomplishments!

They are no longer high-ranking quasi saints, but also become a total waste, which is more painful than killing them. Cultivation is their life!

Seeing this, the Dragon sneered, "let you, you do not kneel, this is what you ask for."

Ah!

When the Seven Sages knelt down on the ground, they would know what regret was. If they knelt down, there would be no such distress. As long Yi said, these are all from themselves.

At this point, there was no one standing in the ancient city. They knelt down one after another, and all of them were shivering, just as Lin had done before. His face was pale and his eyes were full of panic.

Ye Chen left, one hand is still shivering, eyes full of panic Lin Shi Hua.

She did not resist, let Ye Chen, ye Chen pull, that big warm hand, gave her endless warmth, let her not want to resist, feel the youth in front of her is very kind.

Why! Why!

Behind him, the eight quasi saints roared and roared, tearing heart and lung, "we have no injustice or hatred with you, this is why."Ye Chen walked out of the ancient city and disappeared, but there was an ethereal dignified and cold words coming back, "the survival of the world's people is fought for by 90 million souls. She is one of them. Every mountain, river, tree, grass, flower, creature, including you, owes them to them."