Supreme Divine Emperor

C1191 The true strength of ye chen



C1191 The true strength of ye chen

1"Master?"     1

    

Pluto looked at the white clothed man beside him in shock. Other than Ye Chen, who else could it be?    

    

If not for the fact that he saw Ye Chen's face clearly, Pluto would have already made his move.    

    

What shocked Pluto was, wasn't Ye Chen fighting with two Second Layer of Great Saint cultivators from afar? Why did he suddenly come here?    

    

Not only was Pluto surprised, Duanmu Xuan was even more shocked. Of course, the surrounding cultivators were also dumbfounded by what they saw.    

    

In the distance, there was also Ye Chen fighting with two Second Layer of Great Saint cultivators, and the battle was extremely intense. Then who was this Ye Chen in front of him?    

    

"Two Ye Chen s? What kind of ability is that? " The crowd looked at Ye Chen in astonishment. Some people couldn't help but rub their eyes, thinking that what they saw was a dream.    

    

However, no matter how they wiped their eyes, the two Ye Chen s were still the same. Regardless if it was their appearance or their aura, they were all the same.    

    

"A high-grade saint artifact? Is that pretty good?" Ye Chen, who was beside Pluto, licked his lips, then suddenly pounced towards the tribulation sword. This scene caused everyone to be dumbstruck, was this guy trying to commit suicide?    

    

However, what astonished everyone was that with a pfft sound, Ye Chen turned into a ball of black liquid and abruptly absorbed it onto the Heaven Smiting Sword.    

    

If anyone else present knew what happened, they would only be Yu Wuxun and the fourth elder with a full beard. The two of them had personally witnessed the scene of the Ten Thousand Year Dark Gold being devoured.    

    

Even the Middle-grade Holy Artifact s found it hard to smelt the 10,000 Year Dark Gold, a Saint level material, but such a sturdy and precious material was like a river in front of them. How could this not shock Yu Wuxun and Yue Yang?    

    

"Duanmu Xuan is doomed!" The fourth elder sighed.    

    

Ling Xian Battle Team gave the bearded number four a strange look. Duanmu Xuan clearly had the upper hand, and he had the Triple Calamity Sword in his hand. No matter how powerful the Phoenix-Dragon Pluto was, it was still no match for Duanmu Xuan.    

    

But Yu Wuxun nodded his head, agreeing with his fourth brother's point of view. With the liquid monster acting, was the Triple Calamity Sword still the Triple Calamity Sword? Most likely, it could only be used as food for the liquid monster.    

    

As expected, just as the two of them had thought, soon, Duanmu Xuan's scream rang out, "How is this possible, my Triple Calamity Sword? You swallowed my Triple Tribulation Sword?! "    

    

Duanmu Xuan watched helplessly as his Triple Calamity Sword slowly merged into the black liquid. Not even the dregs were left behind. He could not help but feel a sense of fear.    

    

When the Triple Calamity Sword was only left with its hilt, Duanmu Xuan suddenly threw it away. At the same time, a cold voice rang out, "You want the Triple Calamity Sword, right?"    

    

As the sound of his voice faded, the black liquid in the air condensed into a tribulation sword. That aura of his was exactly the same as the tribulation sword's.    

    

What was slightly different was that the tip of the new sword was now even sharper than the original Triple Calamity Sword. At the same time, the tip of the sword had already become pointed at Duanmu Xuan.    

    

"Bastard!" Duanmu Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood. This was a high-grade saint artifact! How many people dreamed of such an existence, yet it was so easily destroyed?    

    

It was also because he possessed exceptional talent and was a direct descendant of the Duanmu Family that he was rewarded. If he wanted to exchange for one in the Divine Pavilion, his points and Holy Crystal were an astronomical number.    

    

"It's only a high-grade saint artifact. Is there a need for this?" Ye Chen, who was fighting with two Second Layer of Great Saint s in the distance, curled his lips and spoke with disdain.    

    

Hearing this, many people revealed their anger. Ye Chen's tone made it seem as if they were all bumpkins, and Ye Chen was the real rich man here.    

    

"Unique, come back!" Ye Chen shouted softly in his heart as the tribulation sword in the distance transformed into a ray of light, breaking through the air and arriving at his palm in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Triple Calamity Sword?" When the two people who were fighting with Ye Chen saw the swords in his hands, they immediately retreated in fright.    

    

"You won't be able to escape." Ye Chen laughed coldly, his entire body releasing an immeasurable amount of golden light, his speed and power increasing once again. His Immortal body being unleashed, was not weaker than Second Layer of Great Saint at all.    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

A sword tore through the void, and one of the Second Layer of Great Saint that was retreating stiffened. With a bang, they were split into two, and after a rain of blood rained down, all of them were completely swallowed by the Devil Killing Battle Flag.    

    

The last Second Layer of Great Saint Ranker was scared pale and wanted to escape, but at this time, another figure blocked his way.    

    

A gray sword stabbed into his Zifu, leaving behind only a streak of multicolored light that shot out from between his eyebrows. Clearly, it was a soul prepared to flee.    

    

Ye Chen coldly looked at the multicolored light, but did not completely kill it. He was not even afraid of humans, so how could he be afraid of a soul that was about to disperse?    

    

"What incredible speed! It feels like teleportation!" Yan Qingcheng's pupils contracted. Even his Third Layer of Great Saint was trembling with fear at such a speed.    

    

"Is this Ye Chen a monster? Those are all three Second Layer of Great Saint and they're all dead!" The hearts of the crowd were shocked. It took a long time for them to regain their senses.    

    

He could be considered to have some understanding of Ye Chen. Last time, he could even escape from the hands of Gu Tianwu, those few Great Saints of his, but why was he able to kill Second Layer of Great Saint now?    

    

Suddenly, Pluto understood that Ye Chen had let them go on purpose.    

    

"Seventh Brother!" Duanmu Xuan seemed to have gone crazy as his eyes turned bloodshot. He watched helplessly as his three companions died in front of him.    

    

"Little bastard, this Saint won't rest until you die!" Duanmu Xuan roared at the sky, a terrifying aura emanating from his body.    

    

"Kill Pluto." Ye Chen's expression congealed as he coldly spat out a sentence.    

    

Having reached this stage, he and Sword Dance of the World would definitely not let go, and may even have offended Duanmu Family. However, Ye Chen still did not intend to let Duanmu Xuan go.    

    

With that said, he suddenly changed into armor and covered Ye Chen's entire body. At the same time, a long sword appeared out of nowhere in Ye Chen's hand.    

    

"Let's fight!"    

    

Ye Chen spat out a word coldly, his figure flashing, suddenly rushing towards the twelve great blood demon Saint.    

    

"Is, is he trying to kill a Third Layer of Great Saint Ranker?" The spectators gasped as they looked at Ye Chen in confusion. Could this be his true strength?    

    

The corners of Yu Wuxun's, Yan Qingcheng's and Luo Xiao's mouths twitched, especially Luo Xiao's. He had always been arrogant and tyrannical, thinking that he was the most arrogant, but compared to Ye Chen, he discovered that he was far inferior.    

    

"Those that can defeat a third heaven at the first heaven seem to only be those monstrous geniuses of the ancient clans." Yu Wujian took a deep breath and looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.    

    

"Yu Ruoxie and the rest?" The fourth brother frowned.    

    

The moment he heard the words Yu Ruoxie, Yu Wuxun's expression immediately became incomparably ugly, and even became somewhat pale.    

    

Amongst the twelve great formations, Ye Chen had already clashed with one of the Third Layer of Great Saint Rankers, while the other two were still trapped by the formation.    

    

Facing one Third Layer of Great Saint, Ye Chen had already to go all out. He did not want to face three people's attacks at the same time.    

    

"Brat, I guarantee that you will die miserably. If I don't chop you into eight pieces, I won't be able to vent the hatred in my heart!" When he thought about how his three brothers were killed by Ye Chen, the Great Saint Expert burned with anger, and his killing intent soared to the sky!    

    


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