Chapter 427

"Either get out or die here."

When ye Chen heard the strong man's words, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and a cold chill passed in the depths of his eyes.

Stepping forward, a dazzling golden awn radiated from ye Chen. The Dragon chant echoed slowly in the whole space, weak but high.

"Hehe, do you still want to do it?" Yin Li, a middle-aged man, saw Ye Chen's move and felt the thick golden awn, and raised a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Chen didn't answer. He stepped out again. For a moment, the roar sounded, and the ground under his feet spread cracks. Ye Chen's body suddenly flashed out, and an overbearing fist edge bloomed on him.

Behind him, the 100 meter Golden Dragon winds and roars up to the sky. The dragon is as powerful as a tsunami and will last for a long time.

"The later stage of the four heavy days of Zhendao?"

The eyes of the crowd were slightly frozen. This fist front was overbearing, like a mountain, which made them feel powerless. However, ye Chen's strength was only in the later stage of the fourth chongtian of Zhendao, but this momentum was much more terrible than the middle-aged of the sixth chongtian of Zhendao.

Zhong Ling's pupils tightened for a while, and his breathing became more and more urgent. This man is so overbearing. Moreover, he also has a golden dragon body guard. He must have a lot of backstage.

She was more regretful. She not only refused Ye Chen's request to join her, but also made sarcasm at him, distorted black and white, and asked Yin Li to deal with him.

The strong onlookers also have flashing eyes. Ye Chen's strength is far lower than that of the middle-aged in the lunar calendar, but he challenges directly. Is he expanding his self-confidence or breaking the jar?

Rolling Yuan Gang bloomed from his body. His eyes were as cold as ice in the middle-aged. He said, "you don't know what's good or bad, you think you can deceive me by bluffing?"

With that, his body swept towards the leaf dust, his palm patted, and a blue palm emerged, soaking up the surging and endless terrorist power.

"Who is bluffing?"

A cold voice came out of Ye Chen's mouth. In the void, the Golden Dragon swept up the sky, the Dragon chanted, and the endless dragon power fell, releasing the sense of terror and hegemony.

"Tiger shadow!"

In the void, a green awn flashed past, and the tiger roared to the sky. A head appeared there like a blue tiger shadow from ancient times. Under the roar, all animals surrendered, making everyone's eyes stiff.

"Noisy." a mocking smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. In his eyes, the dragon power was flashy, and the tiger shadow was like nothingness. It looked very powerful, but it didn't work at all. His palm could not only break these boastful dragon and tiger shadows, but also easily take away ye Chen's life.

A rumbling sound came out.

The palms overlapped, like a real blue wave, which made the crowd avoid it one after another. They were stunned by the aggressive means of the middle-aged.

However, ye Chen's face was expressionless. His fists were still so straight, with dragon and tiger virtual shadows and Howling ups and downs.

"Die!"

Yin Li shouted angrily. The palm shadow covered Ye Chen's body with the smell of destruction.

In this time, the strong wind and the waves beat the mountain. The whole space was submerged in the roar. It was difficult to find the direction.

"Is this the end?"

The crowd looked at the endless palms and leaf dust, which had disappeared in place and could not be found.

Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Chen died. The big stone in her heart was put down, and she felt a lot more comfortable.

"Hmm?" the crowd's eyes suddenly coagulated, and their eyes were projected to the past. There, there was a cyan golden light, breaking through the heavy palms, overbearing and fearless, as if nothing could resist their brilliance.

Yin Li's middle-aged was also shocked. Then he swept back, but he found that the cyan and gold light was too fast, like electricity and fire. He couldn't pull away anyway.

Boom!

The palm shadow is broken, and the green and golden light sweeps out of the air. The green awn is a tiger, the golden awn is a dragon, and the dragon and tiger are intertwined. The fist edge becomes more and more domineering, which seems to tear this space.

The crowd's eyes solidified. Immediately, they were surprised to find that in the roar of dragons and tigers, the Yin and fierce middle-aged body suddenly began to tremble, and the blood color covered the air. There was an extra blood hole in his chest, and his internal organs turned into nothingness.

Then his body fell from the air, silent.

Yin Li, middle-aged, dead!

"Stupid."

Looking at the cold corpse falling to the ground, ye Chen spit out a word sound.

The Yin Li middle-aged man could have collected Yanglong grass at ease, but he listened to Zhong Ling's slander and wanted to rely on his own strength to let Ye Chen hand over the storage ring and roll away from the trapped dragon canyon.

Ye Chen killed him easily and casually. Just one punch made his soul return to the yellow spring. He is a true six heaven cultivation. He is also a figure in the Imperial City, but now he has become a corpse and committed his own sins.

Unfortunately, he is dead, and even if he regrets it, it won't help.

Back to God, ye Chen's eyes swept to the strong onlookers and said coldly, "just now you also wanted to take my storage ring?"

The strong men's eyes are slightly frozen. Ye Chen's killing intention is stronger. Does he still want to kill?

"My friend, do you know who this man is?" a strong man stood up, stretched out his hand and pointed to the Yin and fierce middle-aged on the ground, and said faintly: "his name is Guchuan, the elder of Qiaojia's guest Qing."

"Oh? So what?"

Ye Chen answered easily and casually, which made the strong man look extremely gloomy. He shouted, "you know Qiao pingtian, the master of the Qiao family. Now he is in charge of the Sifang Pavilion and has great power. Moreover, he has a good relationship with Guchuan. If you kill Guchuan, he will kill you."

His face was still calm, and ye Chen stepped out slowly, blooming on his body in ancient times.

Feeling Ye Chen's killing intention, the strong man was a little flustered and hurried: "I admit that your strength is very strong, but we have four people who flee in all directions. You must spend a lot of time. At that time, when the Qiao family comes, you can't escape death. It's better for you to let us go and let everyone forget it?"

Think ye Chen is a soft persimmon, they want to search for benefits and peel it hard.

Now, they find that ye Chen is an iron plate that can't be chewed and blocked, so they try their best to make themselves survive. They bully the weak and fear the strong, and there is no bottom line at all.

"Anyone who wants to kill me has to die."

Ye Chen spits out a cold voice. In an instant, it seems that the strong wind is mixed with a biting chill, which makes everyone's heart tremble. He wants to kill anyone who wants to kill Ye Chen. He is so overbearing.

"Go!"

There was a strong man with a flashing figure who directly drilled into the ground. Soon, the remaining five people wanted to escape one after another and swept away everywhere, leaving no force at all.

"Can you escape?"

Ye Chen pulled out the thunderbolt bow, the bow string tightened, and a sound of thunder suddenly exploded in the canyon.

"Ah!"

A scream came out. A master in the void was suddenly stiff. A cold arrow pierced his Yuanhai. His vitality dissipated and became a complete waste. Before he fell from the air, he was bitten off his neck by a spirit beast, and blood gushed out wildly.

Ye Chen's eyes were calm. When he shot the arrow, he turned his eyes to another person and stopped paying attention.

For he knew that if this arrow was shot, the man would die.

This is self-confidence, strong self-confidence in their own strength.