Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

0It was as heavy as a clap of thunder. Boundless and surging True Essence instantly sealed the entire void. Yuan Zhen stood within it. Under Ye Chen's palm that looked like Celestial King's palm that had descended from the sky, he was unable to resist at all.    

    

"Benefactor Ye, listen to this poor monk's words."    

    

Yuan Zhen's expression had changed. He hurriedly explained. As he spoke, his body released a sun-like radiance. The golden flame soared into the sky. Countless golden patterns with thousands of words rolled around him, forming layers of defense.    

    

This was another supreme martial art of Shaolin, Maha-Vairocana's Dharma Body! The defensive ability of this martial art was even above the Invincible Vajra Divine Art, and it was as if Buddha himself had arrived.    

    

Unfortunately, Ye Chen could not be bothered to listen to it. Although Maha-Vairocana's Dharma Body was powerful, it was not worth mentioning in front of him.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Ye Chen's hand ignored the dazzling Buddha Light and went deep into the Buddha Light. His crystal clear palm looked at the opponent's Dharma Body as if it was nothing. He grabbed Yuan Zhen's head and squeezed it gently.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The head of this famous abbot was crushed.    

    

"Stop!"    

    

Ren Lifeng and the others' eyes almost popped out of their sockets. But before they could stop him, Ye Chen took a step forward and completely crushed Yuan Zhen's Buddha Radiance Golden Body. Then, he suddenly stomped on the ground and said coldly, "Those who defy me, regardless of whether they are gods or buddhas, will be killed without mercy."    

    

"Bang!"    

    

Before his death, the face of this eminent monk with great virtue carried boundless terror and regret. He had never thought that in his glorious life, he would be called the existence closest to living Buddha. In the end, he would be stepped on until he turned into ashes, becoming a joke in the endless future.    

    

"How dare you kill him? Do you know who he is? Master Yuan Zhen is the disciple that Shaolin Temple's Living Buddha values the most!"    

    

Ren Lifeng roared madly. This burly man had once received the favor of Shaolin Living Buddha, which was why he had today's accomplishments. At this moment, facing the proud disciple of Ye Chen who had killed his benefactor, his eyes were about to tear open and shed tears of blood.    

    

"Oh, is that so? Then let some living Buddha come and find me. I can send him to reunite with the disciples for free. " Ye Chen clapped his hands and said with a calm expression.    

    

Ren Lifeng's expression turned bitter and he could not speak. The surrounding Martial Saint had turned from fear to fear.    

    

In just a few minutes, two of them had died in a row. They were the leaders of their respective sects, the direct disciples of their respective sects. Yet, they had to die here for no reason, and fight to the death with Ye Chen. Even if it was for the sake of the Xiao's Mansion, it wasn't worth it at all.    

    

Some of them wanted to retreat, some had doubts in their eyes, and some were wondering if they could surrender and admit defeat.    

    

However, at this moment, Ye Chen had already found the third person.    

    

"Since you have such a good relationship with that monk, you should accompany him." Ye Chen suddenly rushed in front of Ren Lifeng and let out a long and cold laugh.    

    

"Argh!"    

    

Ren Lifeng roared and swung his golden blade upwards to block. But with a bang, the burly man was directly punched by Ye Chen. He exploded in the air. The scarlet blood scattered in all directions like a flower scattering by Heavenly Maiden. It even caused the last of the Martial Saint warriors to lose their morale.    

    

The sect master of the Absolute Saber Sect, Ren Lifeng, the Great Desert Golden Sabre, was dead!    

    

"Martial Deity Ye, show mercy!"    

    

"Stop! We admit defeat!"    

    

"Quickly stop!"    

    

"..."    

    

This time, even the spectators could not bear to watch. Just as Ye Chen was about to make a move, the Azure Dragon Six Swords hurriedly opened the broken Magic Formation. The elder of the various sects flew in front of their Sect Leader at the first moment. They were deeply afraid that Ye Chen would try to kill them again.    

    

"What's wrong? Do you think eight Martial Saint warriors aren't enough? Do you want to gang up on me?" Ye Chen flicked his finger. His eyes narrowed, and a dangerous light shot out from his pupils.    

    

"We admit defeat, we admit defeat." The elder of the Absolute Saber Sect was so painful that it almost shattered. It kept crying out.    

    

"What about you guys?" Ye Chen turned his head and stared at the remaining six Martial Saint warriors.    

    

Including Xiao Fu, all six of them had extremely ugly expressions on their faces. All of their pride and glory were in this battle. If they admitted defeat just like this, not to mention losing their reputation, even the Dao Heart cultivation base would suffer a huge blow.    

    

However, facing the extremely ferocious Ye Chen, even Xiao Fu had no confidence in fighting again.    

    

Finally, Xiao Fu and the others lowered their heads and said bitterly, "Martial Deity Ye's divine might is unparalleled. We admit defeat."    

    

When Ye Chen returned to the hall, everyone looked at him. It was different from before. A quarter of an hour ago, Ye Chen was just a man with the name of Martial God. He was looked down upon and even mocked by the crowd. But after a quarter of an hour, he had already defeated eight Martial Saint warriors. He was a supreme expert who had forced the Xiao's Mansion to lower their heads. Compared to Xiao Yijue, Ito Musashi and the other peerless warriors, he wasn't any weaker.    

    

"This is too terrifying. With just this battle, he is an out-and-out Deity Stage Expert, and he is definitely not an ordinary Martial God!"    

    

The Fighter of the old generation that had read the ancient books sighed with emotion.    

    

As for the younger generation, they looked at Ye Chen with even more shock.    

    

Ye Chen had completely subdued them in this battle. The power of his punches and kicks, without the slightest bit of smoke or smoke, had crushed everything in his path. He had crushed thousands of enemies and forced all Martial Saint warriors to bow their heads. They would never forget it even in their previous lives.    

    

"Martial God, Ye Chen, you have such a great reputation. Sure enough, you are not weak." A look of relief appeared on Tang Junyi's face. He lowered his head and said in a plain tone.    

    

Lu Xinghe even raised his glass and laughed wildly. He drank the wine in one gulp and said, "Faster, faster, faster! He drank a lot of wine."    

    

"Ye Chen!"    

    

Liu Bingyao carried a delicate fragrance and flew into Ye Chen's arms with tears in her eyes.    

    

Suppressing the enemies, a beauty was in his arms. At this moment, Ye Chen was shining brightly, and it made many people unable to feel jealous.    

    

In comparison, Xiao Yao, who was the number one young master in Yanjing, seemed to have lost his soul. He muttered to himself, "Impossible... This is impossible!"    

    

"Ye Chen, one day... I will make you pay the price!"    

    

Xiao Yao's eyes were almost bleeding, but in fact, even he himself was starting to waver. With such a terrifying power, even if his father came out of seclusion, could he still do anything to him?    

    

The other Azure Dragon Six Swords were also shocked. Miao Zhongren hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't use his last trump card to wake the patriarch up, because he was afraid...    

    

"If the patriarch loses to him, there will no longer be a place for our Xiao's Mansion in Yanjing!"    

    

Many young female Fighters looked at Ye Chen with burning eyes. They were incomparably jealous of Liu Bingyao who was in Ye Chen's arms.    

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"This woman is only a little bit more beautiful and seductive. In the end, she actually got the favor of the youngest Deity Stage Expert in history!"    

    

Ye Chen gently patted Liu Bingyao's hand and held her hand. Under the crowd of elder from various big sects, he returned to the seat of honor and said, "Now I can take Bingyao away, right?"    

    

Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to speak. Miao Zhongren gritted his teeth and said, "Martial Deity Ye, although you have unparalleled divine might, Miss Liu and my Young Master. You have the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker. If you snatch the bride in front of everyone... I'm afraid you will make everyone laugh at you for bullying the weak, right?"    

    

"Oh, the words of the matchmaker sent by her parents mean that they didn't ask her what she meant, right?"    

    

Ye Chen's eyes swept over, and a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes. He coldly snorted and said, "Today, I'm going to take her away. I want to see who dares to stop me!"