The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

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The faces of Taoist Jingyin and Taoist Zhunti were ashen, they didn't say a word, they just kept their heads down and charged forward.

It's not like they didn't see countless cultivators in the distance. This was a huge embarrassment.

The two Western Saints joined forces and failed to defeat Ye Chen.

The Second Sage of the West was extremely depressed. They never imagined that Ye Chen's growth would be so terrifying.

What's more, the situation this time is quite unfavorable to them.

They did not expect that Saint Nuwa and Master Tongtian would stand by Ye Chen's side without hesitation.

Although they said they would not interfere, they were always watching.

While fighting with Ye Chen, the Second Saint of the West wanted to save his energy to guard against the sneak attacks of Saint Nuwa and Master Tongtian.

The two sages of the West use themselves to save others. They like to make sneak attacks in secret, and they think that the sage Nuwa and the leader of Tongtian will definitely do the same.

In addition, Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun were also watching with cold eyes.

The Second Holy Faith in the West is no more than anyone else. In their view, Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun are not stable factors.

So if they have any energy, they have to put it on Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun.

As a result, due to many factors, they didn't check for a moment, and an arm and a thigh were chopped off by the extremely sharp Xuanxuan Sword and Yuantu Sword.

This caused them to shed holy blood and suffer heavy losses.

Although rebirth of a severed limb is simple enough for the Second Saint of the West.

But their bodies have been refined for countless years, and they contain endless laws of the great road and the essence of heaven and earth.

It can be said that every hair on the body of the Second Saint of the West contains endless energy of heaven and earth. This time, an arm and a leg were cut off, which directly caused heavy losses to the two of them.

It would take at least a thousand years of hard training to replenish it.

This time it was really a bad start.

Not only did he not get the innate treasure, the Fiery Red Lotus, but he was seriously injured.

Ye Chen looked at the two Western Saints escaping with a sneer on his lips.

Originally under the water, the Abi Sword and Yuantu Sword controlled by Ye Chen were aimed at the two people's necks, and he saw the heads of the Second Saint of the West beheaded.

But somewhere, Ye Chen felt a dangerous aura.

There is someone watching in the void.

Ye Chen smelled a hint of the aura of a powerful person in the Hedao realm.

There is only one person in the ancient world who has such a level of cultivation, and that is Ancestor Hongjun.

Unexpectedly, the Yehuo Red Lotus also attracted Ancestor Hongjun. Logically speaking, Ancestor Hongjun would not intervene in a battle of this scale.

But if Ye Chen wanted to kill the Second Saint of the West, Patriarch Hongjun might personally stop him.

And now Ye Chen doesn't want to confront Patriarch Hongjun.

Ancestor Hongjun is a powerful person in the Hedao Realm. No matter how arrogant Ye Chen is, he knows that he is still no match at this time.

So Ye Chen could only do the next best thing and cut off an arm and a thigh of the Second Saint of the West.

It was a lesson to them and a bad breath.

Sure enough, after Xingfang Xinsheng escaped, the aura of the powerful Hedao realm in the void slowly faded away.

Ye Chen raised his head and glanced at the sky, with an incomprehensible smile on his lips.

Then his cold gaze swept across the countless practitioners surrounding the sea of ​​blood.

His eyes seemed to be filled with endless electric light and sharpness, and no practitioner dared to look into his eyes.

They all lowered their heads.

Ye Chen snorted coldly and returned to the sea of ​​blood in a flash.

After he left, many practitioners above the Blood Sea let out a long breath.

Someone patted his chest and said with lingering fear: "Oh my God, this man's eyes are so powerful. I feel like he can kill me with just one look. The gap is too big!"

Someone sneered and said, "What do you think? I can defeat even the Second Saint of the West, let alone a little shrimp like you. Just one look in your eyes is flattering to you."

Someone frowned and said, "That man looks familiar, he seems to be the legendary Emperor Ye Chen of the Samsara Dynasty!"

Someone slapped his head, stamped his feet and beat his chest and said, "I remember, that person is Emperor Ye Chen. Emperor Ye Chen is my idol. I forgot to go up and ask for an autograph."

The others laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid that if you go up, Emperor Ye Chen will misunderstand you and then kill you with a sword?"

Everyone said with lingering fear: "Isn't it? The two fairy swords surrounding Emperor Ye Chen are really amazing. The murderous aura almost made us suffocate."

Someone said doubtfully: "Speaking of this, I remembered that Emperor Ye Chen has never used these two fairy swords before. Don't you think the endless blood light lingering on them looks familiar to the shapes of these two fairy swords?"

Someone suddenly realized: "When you mention it like this, I remember where I have seen it. Aren't these the natal magic swords in the hands of the ancestors of Styx, the Yuan Tu Sword and the Abi Sword? How did they end up in the hands of Emperor Ye Chen!"

Others also echoed: "Yes, yes, judging from the appearance and aura of the two swords, they are definitely the Yuantu Sword and the Abi Sword. Could it be that the ancestor of Styx lent it to Ye Chen?"

Someone sneered: "Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? That is the natal sword of Patriarch Styx. How stupid would he be to lend it out? Besides, this is the sea of ​​blood and the territory of Patriarch Styx. You didn't think of anything. ?”

Everyone frowned and speculated carefully for a moment.

However, the more they speculated, the more exciting the expressions on everyone's faces became. What they had guessed was almost close to the truth.

The calm old man said: "I think everyone has guessed the same thing, that is, the Red Lotus of Karma was born. It was most likely that Ye Chen or Ancestor Styx got it immediately. Then the two had a fierce conflict, and Ye Chen was defeated. He killed Ancestor Styx and snatched two or two fairy swords from his hands!"

Sure enough, everyone had guessed this. After getting this heart-wrenching conclusion, everyone took a breath of cold air: "Ye Chen's fight was too strong, leaving no way for others to survive. Ancestor Styx is Known as the number one combat force among saints, possessing 480 million Blood God Son clones, and an immortal existence, yet Ye Chen snatched away the Yuan Tu Sword and the Abi Sword in his lair?"

Someone said disapprovingly: "What can the first combat power of a saint do? Didn't you see that Emperor Ye Chen chased the two saints of the West like a drowned dog, and lost an arm and a thigh? In comparison, he grabbed It will be much easier to accept it if you use the two immortal swords of Patriarch Styx!"

Not to mention that the practitioners above the blood sea were shocked. Ye Chen had returned to the blood sea, where the Karma Fire Red Lotus was born.

Saint Nuwa and Tongtian are still waiting here.

After seeing Ye Chen appear in a stream of light, Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled and said, "Are you okay? Where are Jie Yin and Zhunti?"