"You deserve it." Seeing the snake quasi emperor vomit blood, Taowu Zhun Di, who had been killed before, couldn't help laughing and drinking.

Earlier, Lao Tzu called on you. One of them didn't see any help. He gave birth to the prince of our family, who was beaten up and then arrested.

Now, the prince of your family has been beaten and disabled, calling for help from Laozi. How big is your face? That's what you deserve.

Also let you have a taste of the kind of state of mind in which the prince is beaten, disabled and banned, and unable to do anything about it.

"Taowu." He was angry when he heard that Taowu Zhun Di laughed grimly, and the snake emperor exploded on the spot, killing the sky.

"What do you want me to do?" Taowu Zhun emperor scolded, his words did not cover up. The more he scolded, the more happy he was.

"I want to laugh again." Looking at the conflict between the two tribes, the monks from all directions were very happy and liked to see this bridge.

"The best way to deal with civil strife is to check and balance each other so that we can break through each other." Someone pondered.

"What I am more curious about is that the masked youth's identity is not simple if it defeats the prince of two clans." More people look at the battle platform and stare at Ye Chen.

"What secret is so mysterious that you can't even see through it." Chiyangzi looked and looked, muttering.

"Don't you think he looks like the dust night? All use secret arts to cover up the origin. " Jiuxiao Zhenren Dao.

"Don't make a fuss. The emperor will definitely die in the dust night." The old man Zhun Di pinched his beard, "I'm afraid you think too much."

Listening to the discussion of many old people, the little ape emperor and the Dragon robber looked at each other with a smile, but each kept his mouth shut.

Ye Chen does not reveal his true identity, but has his own calculation. They all understand this and do not disclose it.

"I'm glad my sweetheart is still alive." The little nine immortals stabbed the North saint with his small hand, and his big eyes were twinkling.

"What... What a sweetheart." Bei Sheng was flustered for a moment, but the blush on his cheek was smeared one after another.

"If you dare to love and hate, there's nothing shy about it." The goddess of the spirit clan laughs and says that she also consciously takes the Dragon robbery.

When she pulled her arm, the witch God's face turned black. When he turned black, the ancient goddess puffed up her small mouth.

Unfortunately, the barbarian God son is dead, otherwise his temper will come up again, and now there is one person in the past.

"Up to now, I can't figure out how ye Chen survived." The South emperor sighed, "the life star did fall!"

"Who is he, the invincible holy body, my brother, how can he say that he will die after death? There are many ways for Lao Qi to protect his life?" The little ape emperor said, and put a pill.

"We are far from him. Although we are of the same rank, we are no longer in the same rank." The emperor shook his head and laughed.

However, no one can refute this. If ye Chen's fighting power is not mentioned, his achievements are beyond the reach of the younger generation's Tianjiao and the older generation's giant.

The myth of killing two emperors is destined to be a legend of an era, which will be regarded as a story and handed down forever.

On the stage, ye Chen has already knocked the nine Prince of the snake in a muddle, pulled out his original God of life, and put it into the copper furnace.

"Don't move. Let me come." Don't wait for Kui Niu to start fighting, Li Changsheng rushed up and kicked at random, while kicking, and swearing at the same time, "let you pretend to be forced."

"This guy has a future." Kui Niu looked, a face meaningful, really will come to see, really comfortable.

Compared with these two goods, xizun is much more normal. He stands still and looks at the outside world, smiling at the vicissitudes of life.

"Who else?" Ye Chen turned his head and went to the prince of Honghuang family. His eyes were bright and his eyes were shining. He never failed in the battle at the same level. Even if he could not get the emperor's troops to help him, he was still arrogant.

On the other hand, a man got up. The silver robe was strong and the spirit of famine was strong. His eyes were deeper than the starry sky.

He is the ninth Prince of the poor and strange family. Well, it should be the eighth prince, because his ninth brother has already been captured by Ye Chen.

There is a big gap between a ninth Prince and an eighth prince. The Qi and blood of this man is stronger than that of Ye Chen. The hidden spirit contains ancient mysterious power. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of the road.

"Well, it's a bit of a road." Ye Chen murmurs, look does not have what big change, that is absolute self-confidence.

"Even defeated Taowu snake, you are not an unknown person with such fighting power." The poor eight princes smile, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted, not looking at Ye Chen, eyes are oblique.

"It's just a code name. If you like, you can call me brother, uncle or uncle." Ye Chen can't help shrugging his shoulders, "naturally, if you have to call grandfather, I don't object."

"I want to see if you are still so smart after being suppressed by the king." The poor eight Prince grinned grimly and stepped on the battle platform with one hand.

"Suppress me? You think too much. " Ye chenjin's fist is grasped tightly, and many secret methods are combined to evolve heaven and earth. Yin and yang are created to form chaos. One fist is ordinary, but it is unmatched. It penetrates the space, and the hand is more powerful than poor Qi.

There are also blood splashes, purple ones and gold ones, which are very dazzling.

Then look at the two people, poor and strange pedaling backward, palm blood is blurred, fist bone burst, and blood is flowing.On the other hand, ye Chen's golden fist is also cracked. Blood is ticking. On the strength of the body, poor Qi absolutely crushed the holy body. On the level of blood, poor Qi also suppressed the holy body.

"Good." The poor eight Prince grinned, raised his hand, licked the blood on his palm, and his smile was grim.

Its restorative power, can be called hegemony, only a moment, the wound healed, a wisp of blood back into the body.

The more relaxed he is, the more he is excited and the less interesting he is.

"I don't know if someone has told you that your smile is really disgusting." Ye Chen tut tongue, pinch seal strong attack.

"You're going to die ugly." The poor eight princes sneered at him. His body was like a ghost. He attacked from the front. There was a third eye in the middle of his eyebrows, which was full of magic. He looked at it directly and was in a trance.

However, it is for ordinary people, such as ye Chen, who have reincarnation eyes. The skill of pupil can be ignored directly.

The eyes that really let him fear are the chaotic eyes in the legend, but it's a pity that the poor eight princes are not.

The eight princes are confident! He is confident that ye Chen is disturbed by his third eye. He immediately kills Ye Chen behind his back. His palm is like a magic knife, covered with cold and cold awn. There is also the circulation of seal characters. He wants to chop Ye Chen with one hand.

"Who gives you confidence." Ye Chen's speed is even faster. Before the poor Qi Zhang Dao falls, he disappears in a flash.

When he appeared again, he was already poor and strange behind him. His palm, like a palm knife, twinkled with gold, was unmatched.

He was shocked. He didn't expect Ye Chen to ignore his third pupil. He didn't expect that ye Chen could avoid the killing, and immediately walked behind him.

If he thinks about danger, he will run away immediately, otherwise he will suffer great losses.

But the problem is, he can't avoid it. The blade of Ye Chen's palm has fallen down, breaking his flesh and cutting his spine.

Blood spatter, but also blood bone flying, is very dazzling.

Everything, all in the electric light flint, a kill for success, but ye Chen counter attack, a heavy blow to him.

Also thanks to his poverty, physical tyranny, he can resist beating. If he were a common race, he would have been chopped by Ye Chensheng.

But even so, he was extremely miserable, hit the battle platform, the whole big character, the board board is complete.

"The bones are hard indeed." Ye Chen sighs and smacks his tongue.

"Damn you." The poor eight Prince roared and suddenly got up, but before they all stood up, ye Chen stepped down with one foot. The sole of his foot was as heavy as a mountain, absolutely strong enough.

The poor eight prince was embarrassed and was trampled back to the battle platform. His spine was broken by Ye Chen.

This foot made the young monks tremble in their hearts. They could even trample on their poor spines. It can be imagined that they would have been bloody mud.

Old people also see the heart of Deng Deng, the same level of war, can step on the poor spine, is really rare.

Compared with them, the would-be emperor of the poor and odd people was much more ugly and ferocious. It was indeed a great shame to be trampled on the ground like this.

But they didn't stop him, because the poor prince could not be defeated so simply, and there was a chance to counter attack.

Sure enough, there was a roar from the battle platform, and the poor eight Prince turned his body into reality, and he just lifted Ye Chen's foot.

To say that his size is really huge, like a mountain, eyes like a large wine vat, flashing the light of brutal bloodthirsty.

"This body is full of arrogance and side leakage." Ye Chen can't help looking up. In front of the poor and strange noumenon, he is like a little grasshopper.

"Eat your bones and drink your blood." The poor eight Prince roared and broke the sky. His eyes shot out the tyrannical thunder.

It is a great magic power that ignores the body and attacks the real body of the yuan God. The poor and strange people are domineering in the flesh. Among the Honghuang people, the attack of the yuan God is also the peak.

"The power is OK, the speed is almost." Ye Chen pedals Seven Star Taixu step, crisscross nine sky, avoided thunder.

Strong attack has hanging use, can't hit people, no matter how strong it is, it's just decoration. It's hard not to please, only to increase the vulnerability.

This flaw is life-threatening. Ye Chen avoided the thunder and killed him in an instant.

the eight barren fist has been firmly grasped. One blow can be called a crushing blow, returning to the original nature and directly attacking the giant eye of poverty.

It's blood again. From poor and strange eyes, a big pupil is blown into a blood hole by Ye Chen's fist.

The sound of screams suddenly rises, the poor strange figure staggers, pedals the pedal to retreat, two pupil, already one by Ye Chen abandoned.

"Come on, make a couple." Ye Chen is very understanding, one step move, the second punch has been out, the power is more powerful, poor strange second eye, also was red.

The blood spurts again, and there is a howl. When the pain comes, it returns to the human form. It turns out to be a hole in both eyes.

"Old seven, why are you talking nonsense? Let's make a quick decision!" Kui Niu's heart palpitation is jumping up and down in the furnace.

He knows Ye Chen's fighting power best. He has three or five big moves. If he can stand, he will lose.

Can ye Chen pour good, since the beginning of the fight to now, no move is a kill, some reservation, as if deliberately let."Don't worry, I will kill him as soon as the reinforcements arrive." Ye Chen a smile, straight to poor strange.