Set outside the dragon city, above the moat ten miles away.

At this moment, there are nearly a hundred figures gathered. Many of these people came to attend Xiao Jiashou's birthday, but at this moment they gathered together unanimously.

Here, the blood was soaring into the sky, and there was a continuous rain of blood and corpses falling down, like a raging ocean, and the water of the moat was almost red.

Everyone's eyes, at this moment staring at the figure in the center of the moat, set off infinite stormy waves in their hearts.

"Who the **** is this person?"

"It looks decisive and decisive. It's simply overbearing. It's even lawless. It can never be a sect of four sects. Can it be a cadaver and a witchcraft?"

"Within half an hour, Tianjiao, who has more than a dozen forces in Kunlun Fair, has been cut off by this person. These forces are going crazy this time. You know, it is extremely difficult to cultivate a Tianjiao!"

"Three sects and four gates cannot be proud, and no one can resist this evil star. Is it the other side of the magic road twenty years ago ?!"

The number of onlookers continued to increase, and people with many influences rushed here after hearing the movement. After seeing the tragic scene, they couldn't help numb their scalp.

Ye Chenjing stood in the middle of the river, staring directly at the Buddhist monk Xiao Fan Wang Zhen in the monk's clothes, his eyes were clear: "If you don't agree, you can come and die !!!"

His black hair fluttered, and the black suit was still bloodless after slaying a dozen forces of Tianjiao one after another.

"Wow!"

Hearing this, the watchers exclaimed one after another.

After the Buddhist monk Xiaoming Wang Fanzhen, one of the three sects and four doors, stepped out to stop, Ye Chen even dared to let Xiaoming king lead him to death.

You know, Xiao Ming Wang Fanzhen is not the former Xiaoyang King of the Blood Yang Temple who died in Ye Chen ’s hands. Behind them are the three Buddhist gates, the supreme religion that suppresses Kunxu. The master Ruochan is comparable to the Supreme Master of Daomen Thunder Torture.

"Amitabha!"

Fan Zhen heard no expression of joy or sorrow, but said a Buddhist slogan, took a step forward, lightly touched the river with his toes, and landed directly on a reed, so he floated towards Ye Chen.

"It is a reed crossing the river!"

"I never thought that Fan Zhen realized the realm of Yiwei crossing the river. You must know that since ancient times, this step was only achieved when Dharma crossed the east. It is indeed the Xiaoming King of Buddhism."

Many people have seen signs of change.

"This donor, you are too murderous, why don't you follow me back to Buddha's gate to dispel evil spirits and sins before the Buddha?"

Fan Zhen did not seem to hear the exclamation of others, and stopped when he was less than ten feet away from Ye Chen, looking at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen dismissed a smile and asked coldly: "I have to kill a few wastes, and the Buddha has to manage it? What qualifications does the Buddha have?"

"In the minds of the Buddha, as long as it violates the original intention of the Buddha, the Buddha can control it!"

Ye Chen's gaze was cold: "Did the Buddha tell you that nosy affairs will pay a price? Not only will you die, but you will even bring disaster to your door?"

With his words fall.

A cold voice blew in everyone's ears: "It's just a thing that doesn't know the heights and heights of the land, so it's better to slander the Buddha, even want to destroy the Buddha?"

Then, under the gaze of everyone's eyes, a red cloud floated in the west, and the red cloud was pink, which was extremely strange.

Then he saw a young man wearing pink clothes, who was so strange that he rolled into the sky with red clouds.

"Prince Pink !!!!"

"Prince Mormon, Prince Pink!"

"Guy ..."

Seeing people, at this moment, all the people on the ground were looking at each other with a wave of horror.

Fu Qiuchan in the crowd turned white, took a breath and was shocked: "This man is here too!"

"Unexpectedly, there are so many people here today for Ye Wushuang's sword. It seems that we still underestimate his influence in Kunlun Market." Yue Yue was shocked again and again.

Prince Hongfen, the young master of the magic gate, his father is the master of the magic gate should Xiangtian, to suppress the supreme giant of the magic gate, and Prince Hongfen himself is the arrogant magic gate, known as one of the ten geniuses recognized in Kunlun Fair.

"Yes, it's Prince Ben!"

After hearing the voices of all the people, after Prince Hongfen fell on the river, the strange eyes flickered with red mansions, kept walking on the crowd, and finally fell on Ye Chen.

Prince Hongfen stretched out a broken hand and smiled evil: "Boy, Prince Ben no matter who you are, Ye Wushuang once cut off Prince Ben's arm. As long as you hand over his sabre, Ben Master protects you from death! "

With his voice falling down, a series of calls erupted between heaven and earth, as if a thunderous thunder exploded in the air.

"What? Prince Hongfen was cut off by Ye Wushuang?"

"He acknowledged it by himself, it should not be fake!"

"Ye Wushuang is really a demon. Even Prince Hongfen was cut off by him. Once seven days later, if he wins the first peak of Jianzong, who else can suppress him in Kunlun Market?"

For a while, the sound of air-inhalation turned on and off.

However, Ye Chen smiled.

Prince Pink's eyes were cold: "Boy, what are you laughing at?"

"I smiled, you Ye Wushuang's men are defeated. What qualifications are there to challenge me?"

Ye Chen shook his head slightly: "Even if you hand over Ye Wushuang's sword to you, you still can't change the fact that you are his defeat!"

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

"It's really lively today!"

"How can such an event be without us!"

At this moment, a slightly playful sound sounded again in the air, and then, when the red awn was broken, the power of the heavens and the earth violently violently followed, so powerful and extremely scary.

When everyone looked up at the sky subconsciously, there were several powerful figures walking towards the air.

"It is Shang Xingchen of the Star Sect. This person is the first of the seven true disciples of the Star Sect. There are rumors that he is determined to be the young Sovereign of the Star Sect. The future will be governed by Supreme Master!"

"The young man with a giant eagle under his feet, could it be Tuobalong, the master of Lingfuzong? Look at the giant eagle under his feet, which is derived from the deep and deep runes!"

"The chubby fat man is here too, look at what's underneath him? It turned out to be a gold armored corpse, isn't the gold armored corpse's possession? There are not a few heads in the whole corpse religion. Look It ’s not ordinary to come to my uncle ’s fat man! ”

Ye Chen looked up and found that among the people, the stars Zongshang, the stars, were wearing purple robes, and there were unpredictable youths with flowing stars.

And Ling Fuzong's elder brother Tuobalong struck a blue shirt with long hair, stepping on a ten-foot giant eagle under his feet, and the treasure light from the giant eagle almost illuminated the sky, with the sound of wind and thunder.

Ye Chen was surprised: "Wu Fu's way?"