Rebirth of the Invincible Emperor

Chapter 460
Faced with the Kunshan Patriarch's questioning, Ye Cheng was very calm, so calm that it was terrifying, and a cold killing intent burst out from his eyes.

"The three of you, are you ready to become an enemy of this emperor?" Ye Cheng asked with his hands in his arms.

'Master, wait a minute! '

At this moment, Fairy Yuling suddenly transmitted a voice.

The Palace Master of Yaochi moved slightly in his heart, and replied with the secret technique of rumors: "What's wrong with Yuling? '

'Master, Ye Tiandi is invincible, don't make him an enemy, ruining the tens of thousands of years of Yao Chi's inheritance! 'Fairy Yu Ling's beautiful eyes were full of anxiety.

The Mistress of Yaochi frowned, and secretly said: "We have three Nascent Soul cultivators here, are you afraid of him?" '

'Master, please think again!Ye Tiandi faced the three Nascent Souls alone, and he was confident, how could he not have a hole card?Besides, Yao Chi has no grievances or enmities with Emperor Ye Tian, ​​why do you insist on being an enemy of him? Fairy Feather Ling continued to persuade.

The Palace Master of Yaochi pondered for a moment, made a decision, nodded and said: "You Daoist Ye misunderstood, I, Yaochi, have no intention of being your enemy."

As the palace master of Yaochi said, her graceful figure retreated rapidly, leaving the range of Hualongchi.

The Kunshan Patriarch and the Sword Immortal of the Ancient Sword Sect, their faces froze at the same time.

The Kunshan Patriarch snorted coldly, and said, "Hmph, without her, we will both take him down and force him to reveal the secrets of Hualongchi!"

"Go!"

The old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen shouted, the two of them shot at the same time, their expressions were cold, and their faces were full of indifference and ruthlessness.

The ancestor of Kunshan sacrificed a treasured tripod, showing a dark purple color, only to see the purple light shining, a terrifying coercion hit, causing all the monks outside Hualongchi to retreat continuously.

Ye Cheng, however, remained motionless, still standing there, protecting Jiang Mingyue who was still in sedation behind him!

"Hehe, just keep supporting yourself!"

The old sword fairy from the ancient sword gate sneered again and again, the ancient sword behind his back screamed, the ancient sword came out of its sheath, and fell into his hand, a sword stabbed out, the sword's intent was vertical and horizontal, even the heaven and the earth resonated with it, one sword was enough to cut off mountains and rivers!
"Boom!"

The two forces fell at the same time, Ye Cheng finally moved, he punched out, and the clanging sound continued.

"when!"

The ancestor of Kunshan and the old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen backed away. They were both physically and mentally shaken. Ye Tiandi's punch made their blood churn in their bodies, and their hearts were a little hairy.

"This……"

The ancestor of Kunshan and the old fairy sword of Gujianmen glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of horror in each other's eyes.

"What a powerful force!" Outside Hualongchi, the Mistress of Yaochi had a pretty face.

"Master, that day in Penglai Immortal Island, Ye Tiandi faced eight Earth Immortals alone, and then at the top of New York, he faced seventeen Earth Immortals alone. I am afraid that his real strength has long surpassed Nascent Soul! And Ye Tiandi's performance just now, one person alone against the three Nascent Souls, but still talking freely, do you think he will have no cards?" Fairy Yuling lowered her head.

Palace Master Yao Chi recalled the scene just now, and felt that what Fairy Yu Ling said was very reasonable.

It's just that she and the ancestor of Kunshan and the old sword fairy of Gujianmen had just condensed the Nascent Soul, so they didn't notice this detail. Thinking about it now, the Mistress of Yaochi felt a chill in her heart.

"In front of Nascent Soul Almighty, you dare to do this, court death!"

The Kunshan Patriarch was furious. In front of so many people, Ye Tiandi knocked back the two Nascent Souls with one punch. If word got out, he, the Kunshan Patriarch, would be ridiculed!

"Suppress me!"

The ancestor of Kunshan shouted angrily, and the purple golden tripod in his hand fell like a thousand-junged mountain, and went towards Ye Cheng's Tianling Gai, trying to suppress him alive on the spot.

Ye Cheng didn't speak any words, his eyes were full of coldness, and he responded with actions. He raised his hand and squeezed a fist, and he could clearly see that the flesh and blood in Ye Cheng's arm was surging crazily. At this moment, his palm, It is already translucent, and the jade bones inside can be seen clearly!

"boom!"

Ye Cheng punched out.

"when!"

The Zijin cauldron retreated and let out a whine, and then the ancestor of Kunshan discovered that there was a crack on the Zijin cauldron he refined.

"return!"

The ancestor of Kunshan felt very distressed. This is a golden elixir-level magic weapon. After he cultivated into a Nascent Soul, he had no chance to advance the magic weapon. Now he was punched by Ye Cheng in the late stage of the golden elixir, and it was already cracked.

However, how could Ye Cheng give him the chance to take back the Zijin Cauldron, he punched again, and several brilliant auroras rushed over.

"boom!"

Before the Zijin cauldron could be retracted in time, it exploded suddenly, turning into fragments all over the sky.

"you!"

The Kunshan Patriarch's face paled slightly, the Zijin Cauldron was connected to his mind, but at this moment it was smashed by Ye Tiandi's punch, and he was affected.

"Ye Tiandi, today either you die or I die!"

The Kunshan Patriarch was furious and let out bursts of roars. The magic weapon that had accompanied him for hundreds of years was destroyed just like that.

Ye Cheng laughed and said: "There is only one result today, that is, you all have to die!"

"Arrogance! Give me a sword!"

The old sword fairy from the ancient sword gate attacked, and the black ancient sword in his hand trembled, and he slashed towards Ye Cheng.

"roll!"

Ye Cheng raised his hand and slapped it across the face without leaving any emotion behind. The ancient black sword split and turned into countless fragments. Punch down.

"boom!"

The old sword fairy from Gu Jianmen coughed up blood, and it felt like a Mount Tai fell on him.

Outside the Hualong Pond, there was silence.

Everyone held their breath, especially a group of sword cultivators from Gujianmen, who were frightened by this terrifying scene!
Their sword fairy patriarch, at this moment, was held in his hand like a sandbag, and he smashed it when he raised his hand.

"Old Ancestor... Didn't the Ancestor condense the Nascent Soul? How could it be..."

The group of sword cultivators in Gu Jianmen were all stunned.

Not only them, all the fairies in Yaochi, the disciples of the ancestors of Kunshan, all stood there in a daze, rubbing their eyes vigorously, feeling incredible.

This is the great power of Nascent Soul!

Although it has just advanced, it is still a genuine Nascent Soul, how could it be possible to be so violent?

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

Ye Cheng didn't show mercy, and with more than a dozen punches in a row, the old sword fairy of the ancient sword sect had no chance to fight back, because every time he condensed the mana in his body and wanted to fight back, Ye Cheng's Heavenly Emperor Fist immediately fell, which is the best in the world It was just right, and his mana was scattered, so that he had no time to resist.

"Crack!"

After more than ten punches, the old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen finally heard the sound of bone cracking.

"Hehe, I thought, how hard are your bones!" Ye Cheng's mouth showed a hint of amusement, and the Heavenly Emperor Fist was even more powerful.

Although this person has just entered Nascent Soul, his physical body has already been sublimated. If it is an ordinary golden core, he can't withstand Ye Cheng's punch at all. He can withstand more than a dozen punches of the Heavenly Emperor with his Nascent Soul body, which is already enough to be proud of.

However, even if it is a fact that the old Sword Immortal of Gu Jianmen has cultivated into a Nascent Soul, he still cannot withstand Ye Cheng's raindrops of Heavenly Emperor Fist!
"boom!"

Finally, the old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen couldn't take it physically, and his body cracked open. Ye Cheng punched him, smashing his eyebrows, causing his spiritual platform to explode, and his body died.

"No!"

The Nascent Soul of the Old Sword Fairy of Gu Jianmen let out a roar, and exploded completely, rushing out from the dantian, the purple Nascent Soul floated in the air, just like a miniature version of the old Sword Fairy of Gu Jianmen, only in this Nascent Soul His face was full of resentment.

"Emperor Ye Tian, ​​I will definitely destroy your entire family in the Heavenly Court!" Nascent Soul of the old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen gritted his teeth.

Hualongchihua, all the monks were cold.

This is a Nascent Soul cultivator. To be forced by a Jindan junior to force the Nascent Soul to escape from the body, this is simply unheard of, never seen before!

As for the group of warriors, they were so shocked that they couldn't be more shocked. They couldn't imagine why a villain with exactly the same appearance rushed out of the belly of the immortal cultivator. Could it be that this is the second life of the immortal cultivator? ?

Ye Cheng was not interested in guessing other people's thoughts, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the Nascent Soul in the void.

This person was about to die, and he uttered wild words, Ye Cheng pointed out, and a ray of light bloomed from his fingertips, shooting towards the Nascent Soul of the old sword fairy of the ancient sword sect!

"what!"

The old Sword Immortal of Gu Jianmen was terrified and fled in a hurry. After the Nascent Soul was separated from the body, he was the most vulnerable. Any monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage could threaten him.

"Fellow Daoist, don't panic!"

The ancestor of Kunshan made a move, offering several purple shields, which belonged to the same material as his purple gold tripod, and blocked Ye Cheng's fatal blow for the Nascent Soul of the old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen.

The old sword fairy Yuanying from the ancient sword gate breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life after the catastrophe. The ancestor of Kunshan sacrificed a magic weapon and said: "Fellow daoist, come in temporarily to settle down. After the old man kills this person, I will release fellow daoist again." come out!"

"Thank you."

The old Sword Immortal of Gu Jianmen was overjoyed. It was too dangerous for his Nascent Soul to stay outside. If he entered the Magical Artifact, he could be safe temporarily.

The Nascent Soul of the old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen rushed into the magic weapon prepared for it by the Kunshan ancestor without the slightest hesitation. Seeing this, the Kunshan ancestor was overjoyed, and greed surged in his eyes.

"Fellow Taoist Kunshan, you..."

The old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen's heart was beating violently, and he had a bad premonition.

"Haha! Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard that the Nascent Soul of a monk contains extremely pure energy, if the Nascent Soul monk can devour the Nascent Soul of other monks, his cultivation will skyrocket!" the Kunshan Patriarch said with a grin.

"What? Are you going to devour my Nascent Soul?"

The old sword fairy of Gu Jianmen turned pale with fright.

"If I don't swallow the Nascent Soul of Fellow Daoist, how can I be the opponent of Ye Tiandi?" The Kunshan Patriarch showed a smile.

"Ancestor Kunshan, you have gone too far! Let go of my ancient sword master!"

"Ancestor Kunshan, if you dare to hurt Yuanying, the ancestor of my ancient sword gate, the ancient sword gate and your Kunshan sect will live forever!"

Outside the Hualong Pond, the monks of the Ancient Sword Sect cursed angrily.

"Noisy!"

The Kunshan Patriarch's complexion darkened, he stretched out a big hand, and slammed it down. The Nascent Soul cultivator made a move. How could these ordinary monks bear it?

"puff!"

There was a scream, the rain of blood scattered, and all kinds of white bones flew in all directions, the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

Dozens of monks from the ancient sword sect were slapped to death by the ancestor of Kunshan.

"Fellow Taoist Kunshan, how could you do this?" The Mistress of Yaochi widened her beautiful eyes.

The ancestor of Kunshan sneered and said, "Could it be that fellow Taoists want to stop me?"

The Mistress of Yaochi's complexion sank. After weighing the pros and cons, she did not choose to speak. If the Kunshan Patriarch really swallowed the Nascent Soul of the Gu Jianmen's old sword fairy, even she would no longer be the Kunshan Patriarch's opponent. Why bother to cause trouble for Yaochi?
Ye Cheng stood there calmly, with his hands behind his back, indifferently watching the Kunshan Patriarch swallow the Nascent Soul of the old Sword Immortal of Gujianmen in one gulp.

And the aura of the Kunshan ancestor is also skyrocketing. From the early stage of Yuanying, he rushed to the peak of the early stage of Yuanying in one fell swoop, and he was only one step away from entering the middle stage of Yuanying.

At this moment, the ancestor of Kunshan has a ruddy complexion and a cheerful expression on his face.

At this moment, Ye Cheng's faint voice came.

"Have you finished eating? Let's send you on your way after eating!"

(End of this chapter)