The best almighty cultivator

Chapter 111 Yu Manshan Beheaded

Looking at Yu Manshan who became angry from embarrassment.

Ye Chen sneered, and stepped back with his right foot.

The whole person is like a fired cannonball.

He blasted at Yu Manshan who was rushing towards him.

This is close to the base of the Tianyuan Mountain Dragon Formation.

Must be quick.

Otherwise, if you attract the members of the dragon group, you may not have the chance to kill this old thing in the future.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen's heart soared with killing intent.

The Primordial Fortune Art is running crazily.

The silent aura in the dantian also quickly flowed along the meridians.

It spewed out from the right hand holding "Chuxue".

In the blink of an eye, a layer of aura was attached to Chuxue's surface.

Looking at the imposing Chuxue in Ye Chen's hands.

Yu Manshan, who flew over, sneered and said:
"Pretend to be a ghost, just take out a sword just to scare the old man, court death."

After speaking, the whole body's internal energy also exploded.

The spirit sword in his hand flicked a sword flower.

Yu Manshan's spirit sword and Ye Chen's flying sword "Chuxue" collided fiercely in the blink of an eye.

The inner qi and aura attached to the surfaces of the two swords collided first.

"boom".

The invisible air wave generated by the impact rushed towards Yu Manshan and Ye Chen who were holding swords.

Immediately afterwards, only a soft sound was heard:
"Crack".

Just after a soft sound, there were two more light sounds.

"click"

"laugh".

The sound fell, and Yu Manshan retreated first.

Looking at the remaining hilt in his hand and the half dagger stuck in his right arm.

And the tip of the sword that fell to the ground.

"puff".

Seeing this scene, Yu Manshan only felt stuffy in his heart.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ruined.

Ye Chen's sword chopped into three pieces the spirit sword that he paid blood price for a chance to use.

The senior who lent him the spirit sword made it clear.

Even he himself could not destroy this spirit sword.

Even the spirit sword that the senior bluntly said was indestructible, unexpectedly broke at this moment.

Yu Manshan only felt dizzy before his eyes.

And Ye Chen saw Yu Manshan retreating.

Where can I make him retreat, if he escapes, it will be troublesome.

Therefore, it lies in the next moment when Manshan retreats.

Once again, a strong aura was injected into Feijian Chuxue.

Following the infusion of this spiritual energy, Chuxue's sword tip sneered.

A sword glow of nearly thirty centimeters appeared.

It even issued a crisp sword sound.

As if he couldn't wait to kill the enemy and drink blood.

Seeing this, Ye Chen said in a low voice:
"Since you desire so much, I will fulfill you."

After the words were finished, the divine walk unfolded, less than half a breath.

Chuxue's blade was already close to Yu Manshan's neck.

At this time, Yu Manshan, who just woke up from the great fear, subconsciously wanted to escape.

But it was too late.

Ye Chen's speed was too fast, but his subconscious movements were slightly slow.

Therefore, how could one stop Ye Chen's fatal blow.

"Puchi".

With the sound of the blade sinking into the flesh, it fell.

A white-haired head was rushed into the sky by the gushing blood.

The head thrown high has a complex expression.

There is resentment, there is regret, there is regret, and there is relief.

The head fell to the ground, accompanied by a rain of blood.

Ye Chen retreated the moment his head was thrown up.

So there was not a single drop of blood splashed on him.

Innate late master.

The elders of Baihutang in the dragon group.

Yu Manshan.

dead!
A generation of congenital late masters, decades of hard work.

In the end, it ended up in a wasteland of violent corpses, where the corpses were divided into two parts.

It's really sad.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

He can only hate himself for not being strong enough.

Ye Chen left.

He didn't even look at Yu Manshan, whose body was divided into two parts behind him.

Everyone has to pay a terrible price for their actions.

This has nothing to do with being right or wrong.

It is only related to strength.

If you are right and you are strong.

Then if you are right, others will also think that you are right.

On the contrary, you are right, but you are weak.

Then your correct answer can only become the laughing stock of the winner.

Therefore, Ye Chen had no sympathy for Yu Manshan, whose body was divided into two parts.

There was even no choice to bury his body.

If the identities of the two are reversed at this time.

The one who divided the corpse into two parts was himself, and the winner was Yu Manshan.

Not only would Yu Manshan not bury himself.

Under anger, whipping corpses is not impossible.

After a few breaths.

Ye Chen's figure had disappeared far away.

Just half an hour after Ye Chen left.

An incomparably powerful divine sense swept across the place violently.

When the consciousness touched the three cut-off swords, the consciousness fluctuated violently.

The next moment, a figure stepped on the leaves, as if stepping on the sky.

Quickly rushed over here.

In less than half a breath, the figure a hundred meters away had already stood where Ye Chen was standing.

The visitor was also an old man with white hair.

Although his head is covered with white hair, his skin looks extremely delicate, and there are no wrinkles on his face.

It looked extremely weird.

After the white-haired old man arrived, he didn't even look at Yu Manshan on the ground.

With a move of his right hand, the three cut swords lying on the ground came into his hands.

Looking at the three cut swords in his hand.

The white-haired old man's face instantly turned livid, and he raised his head and roared angrily:
"Thief, if I promise Sande not to kill you, I will not be a human being."

The roar fell, and the white-haired old man stomped hard.

"boom".

A wave of air swept along the surface and swept away in all directions.

"puff"

"laugh"

Wherever the air waves pass, no matter if it is grass or a big tree.

They were all uprooted and smashed into the distance by the blast of air waves.

The heads and corpses that were all over the mountain not far away were instantly smashed into pieces of meat.

When the air wave dissipated slowly, Bao Sande was the center.

It's like locusts passing through the surrounding area.

Only the bare ground remained.

After venting, the white-haired old man Bao Sande quickly leaped towards the surroundings.

I want to see if there are any traces of the murderer around.

An hour later, Bao Sande returned to the same place again.

Looking at the bare ground, his face was gloomy and scary.

He and Yu Manshan are old acquaintances.

He has better talent, so his practice speed is also faster, and he stepped into the foundation first.

This time Yu Manshan came to beg him, hoping to borrow his spirit sword.

Although he was a little reluctant, the price Yu Manshan paid made him tempted again.

After much deliberation, he still agreed.

After all, it was just borrowed.

But he never expected.

This loan turned the spirit sword he had spent so much to refine into three parts.

This made him vomit blood in frustration.

Although Yu Manshan paid a high price.

But compared to the price he paid for refining the spirit sword.

Still not enough.

It's all right now, Yu Manshan is dead, who can I find.

We can only find the murderer and avenge him.

Bao Sande stood where he was, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved and angry he became.

After venting his attack on the spot again, he dodged and left.

Not long after Bao Sande left, several elders from the Dragon Group rushed over.

Just now, Bao Sande's angry roar alarmed the Tianyuanshan Longzu base.

So they rushed over quickly.

Want to find out.

When you see the bare ground and the horrors around you.

They all looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Several people searched, but also did not get any results.

Just let it go.

And Ye Chen who is near Yenching University at the moment.

He had no idea that he had unintentionally provoked a foundation-builder. . .

(End of this chapter)