273: Yang Chen will definitely die today? Refining Void Ninth Layer, Killed with One Sword! (Subscribe)

Yu Zun’s words were extremely inflammatory.

Moreover, they really touched the hearts of those cultivators in the late stage of Refining Void.

They were able to reach the late stage of Refining Void before the age of 2,000, so they were the pride of heaven.

In their respective holy places, they were all saints and saintesses, and they were expected to become the masters of the ancient holy places in the future.

Naturally, they were unwilling to watch the inheritance of the True Immortals in front of them fall into the hands of others.

Moreover, Yang Chen was only at the fifth level of Refining Void, but with just one sword, they were daunted. With such talent, if he were alive, they would only be able to look up to him in the future in the land of Zhongzhou.

It would be better to take this opportunity to kill him here.

“Fellow Daoist Yuzun is right. First kill the Holy Son of Daotian and then seize the inheritance of the True Immortal!”

“That’s right, Daotian Saint Son, unless you leave now and swear not to ask about the inheritance here, don’t blame me for not giving face to Daotian Saint Son!”

“Daotian Saint Son, I’m sorry!”

Four cultivators in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm were persuaded by Yu Zun.

Together with Yu Zun, they stood around Yang Chen, vaguely showing the momentum of encirclement.

Moreover, two of them took out the holy weapons they carried.

The immortal power was released, and the mountains trembled.

Many cultivators in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm in the mountains could not help but retreat to a safe area.

“”Jinyang Saint, Great Chu Crown Prince, the forces behind you have always been on good terms with Daotian Saint. If you attack my Saint, aren’t you worried about being at odds with Daotian Saint?”

Yuxuan recognized two of them and shouted coldly.

Daotian Saint is an old-fashioned Saint with a deep foundation.

Moreover, Jinyang Saint and Great Chu Dynasty have a good relationship with Daotian Saint, and they are even related by marriage.

But I didn’t expect that the two of them would also take the opportunity to attack.

“I have said that unless Daotian Saint Son leaves immediately, he will swear not to ask about the inheritance here!”

Although Jinyang Saint Son said this, the holy weapon in his hand was shining with fairy light, condensing into a series of flame arrays, blocking Yang Chen’s retreat.

It was obvious that his words and deeds were inconsistent, and he had murderous intentions.

At this time, on the distant mountain peak, a tall woman with a veil and fairy aura all over her body looked at Yang Chen with her beautiful eyes, as if she was hesitant.

But in the end, she still focused her beautiful eyes and made up her mind.

She flew to a position a hundred steps away from Yang Chen.

“Daotian Saint, I am sorry!”

Seeing her, Yuxuan’s beautiful eyes were stunned, full of disbelief.

“Piaomiao Saint, are you crazy?”

“Your Piaomiao Immortal Palace and my Daotian Holy Land are allies and have been friends for millions of years. Aren’t you worried about causing a rift between the two families?”

“Fairy Yuxuan, I had no choice but to do so, please forgive me!”

“The inheritance of the Aurora Daoist Master, this palace is determined to obtain it!”Although the voice of the Piaomiao Saint was vague and untraceable, it was extremely firm.

And her own cultivation was also at the eighth level of the Refining Void Realm.

Moreover, the Piaomiao Palace, like the Daotian Holy Land, was an old-fashioned holy land, with a heritage of millions of years and a profound foundation.

The Piaomiao Saint had the same ice and snow holy body as the founder of the Piaomiao Palace.

Although she was also at the eighth level of the Refining Void Realm, her strength was far superior to that of the King of Yanbei. Yuxuan’s beautiful eyes were full of worry.

She didn’t expect the situation to develop to this point.

If these people joined forces, the Holy Son might be in danger of his life.

Seeing that even the Piaomiao Saint had joined forces to kill Yang Chen, Yuzun was full of excitement.

Today, Yang Chen would definitely die.

From now on, the Daotian Holy Son is his Yuzun.

Looking at Yuxuan standing beside Yang Chen, although he cursed her in his heart, Yuzun still shouted:

“Xuan’er, get aside quickly!”

“Yang Chen will definitely die today!”

“Pooh!”

“”Yu Zun, you despicable villain, call me by my full name!”

Yu Xuan shouted coldly, and the blood jade spear in her hand shone with divine light.

She wanted to fight with the Holy Son.

Although she was not strong enough, as long as she could hold one person back, she could at least relieve some pressure on the Holy Son.

“Haha, Fellow Daoist Yuzun, your cousin is totally devoted to that Holy Son!”

“Why not let them be a pair of desperate lovers!”

“It’s not bad to have a companion on the road to the underworld!”

At this time, the voice of King Yanbei sounded, with a sense of pride and arrogance.

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At this moment, his strength has successfully broken through and reached the ninth level of the Refining Void Realm.

The dragon shadows are surrounding him, and his aura is much stronger than before.

Looking at Yang Chen, his eyes are full of murderous intent.

This damned junior forced him to use the Qiyun Dragon Pill.

That is the treasure of his Great Yan Dynasty. (To read the violent novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

Today, he must kill him to vent his hatred.

Moreover, with so many late-stage Refining Void cultivators assisting, he is fully confident that he can kill this junior.

Looking at the arrogant and proud King Yanbei, Yang Chen’s mouth curled up.

Just now, he had not stopped King Yanbei from breaking through.

It was to let him break through smoothly.

Now that his strength has reached the fifth level of the Refining Void Realm, Yang Chen really wants to see how strong he can be without the blood sword and with all his strength.

“”Young man, die!”

King Yanbei shouted, and a dragon roar resounded through the sky, and he took the lead in attacking.

The golden long sword in his hand slashed down, and the golden blade light stretched across the sky, as if to split the sky and the earth.

The blade light slashed directly at Yang Chen.

“”Son of God, be careful!”

Yu Xuan hurriedly reminded.

However,

Yang Chen just put his two fingers together and stabbed towards the blade.

Suddenly, the blade that spanned the sky shattered.

“This?”

Yanbei King’s pupils were stunned.

He used all his strength to attack with this knife. How could this young man break it just like that?

Before he could come to his senses, Yang Chen took a step forward.

The ripples in space spread.

His figure instantly appeared more than ten feet in front of Yanbei King.

“”Die!”

Yang Chen shouted.

The sword intent of the ninth level of the sword realm burst out instantly.

He put his two fingers together and slashed fiercely.

A blood-colored sword light turned into a blood river, directly sweeping the King of Yanbei.

In the blood river, there was not only endless death and killing sword intent, but also golden divine flames and bright divine radiance, which wanted to burn and purify everything.

“”Ah!”

King Yanbei screamed in pain.

Under the sword’s sweep, his body was covered with wounds so deep that the bones could be seen.

His left arm was even cut off by the sword.

In just a moment, the originally arrogant figure was bloody.

King Yanbei wanted to escape from the bloody river.

However, the bloody river contained a space barrier that trapped him.

The golden divine flame and the bright divine light enveloped the bloody King Yanbei.

“ah!”

“Spare me, spare my life!”

“Spare me!”

“”Ah!”

Blocked by the space barrier, King Yanbei could not escape the blood river and could only let out a series of shrill roars.

The roars shook the entire mountain range.

All those who wanted to cooperate with him stopped where they were.

They stared blankly at the blood river in the sky that enveloped King Yanbei.

After just a few breaths, King Yanbei’s shrill roars came to an abrupt end.

In the sky, the blood river dissipated.

King Yanbei was nowhere to be seen.

Only a dragon-shaped long sword fell from the sky and stuck on the ground.

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