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Secretly, countless Ye Family Tianjiao were shocked when they saw this, and at that moment just now, although Ye Wuchen was only targeting Ye Wenyuan, they still felt that their Dao hearts were faintly unstable.

If it weren’t for Ye Wuchen’s control of his thoughts, they would be no different from Ye Wenyuan at this moment.

“Words are the law, a word of suppression! Isn’t this the power of the law that only the Holy Realm can master? Emperor Zi… Emperor Zicai preached the realm of Dao? ”

Patriarch Ye, who had the Nirvana level, exclaimed, it was clear that Ye Wuchen was only in the early stage of preaching, but it made them all feel the slightest threat.

“Terrifying as hiss!! Terrifying as hiss!! ”

“The emperor is afraid that he has been able to kill the ordinary Nirvana Second Transformation peak, but this Ye Wenyuan is also a Tianjiao-level figure, it would be a pity if it was abolished.”

Elder Nirvana spoke up.

“Alas, I’m afraid I can’t intervene in this matter, so let’s watch.”

“There is a sage ancestor behind that Ye Wenyuan, if that old ancestor speaks, maybe Ye Wenyuan still has life.”

The voice of the Dao Dao fell, and Ye Wenyuan had already sobered up at this time.

Ye Wuchen was not surprised, after all, Ye Wenyuan was also the peak of the Dao, and although his voice contained the general trend of heaven and earth, it would not be strong enough to directly erase Ye Wenyuan.

However, when this word fell, it almost broke Ye Wenyuan’s Dao heart.

“Ye Wuchen, today I will kill you!”

Ye Wenyuan roared and stood up from the ground, he threw himself into his face at that moment just now, if he didn’t cut Ye Wuchen today, he would never be able to break through again.

The terrifying rune power gathered in Ye Wenyuan’s palm, and a long knife gradually condensed out with the rune beating, and holy energy flooded on that blade.

This is a holy soldier!

“So strong!” Wu Yaohuan on the side turned a little pale, if she faced Shangye Wenyuan, she would definitely not be able to withstand ten moves.

Countless Ye family elders Tianjiao showed jealousy in their eyes, and they had no chance of victory in the face of Shangye Wenyuan.

Although Ye Wenyuan is arrogant, his strength is still not weak, otherwise he will not be able to sit in the position of a generation of heirs.

“With this bit of strength, I am not qualified to fight with me, a punch!”

Ye Wuchen’s voice swung away gently, and he did not use any magic weapons, nor did he use any powerful magical powers, but simply and rudely fell.

Thundered!!

As the wind swept wildly, leaving countless afterimages in the air, Ye Wenyuan did not react at all, only felt that there was a sound of bones breaking all over his body.

Then the whole person rolled to the ground like a rag, splashing sparks all over the ground, but fortunately, the formation flowed on the earth and was not destroyed by the huge impact.

“This knife is good, I accepted it, Dong Tu just lacked a knife.”

Ye Wuchen’s breezy voice sounded, and Ye Wenyuan, who was already seriously injured on the ground, rushed to his throat with a mouthful of blood.

Ben was about to faint, he stood up, stared at his blood-red pupils, and glared angrily at Ye Wuchen.

“Mean slave! Give me back my knife or I want you to die!” ”

A cloud of sword qi gathered in Ye Wenyuan’s hand, and thousands of long knives appeared densely packed behind him.

The aura of destroying the world surged on every blade, and even condensed an ancient phantom in the void.

The phantom was as tall as a hundred zhang, and it was impossible to see what kind of creature it was, but just that terrifying aura was extraordinary.

“That’s the Emperor-level Secret Art Ancient Spirit Sword Sutra! Looking at the breath of that ancient phantom, Ye Wenyuan was afraid that he had already cultivated to the level of Xiaocheng! ”

“I don’t know if the emperor can deal with it, this Ye Wenyuan’s strength is hidden so deeply, I’m afraid that ordinary nirvana can’t block his blow.”

The Ye Family Tianjiao, who were watching the battle from afar, stared closely ahead, and watching such battles was also of great benefit to them.

“Hahaha!! I have already cultivated the Ancient Spirit Dao Sutra to Xiaocheng, who can fight me?” ”

“All shame will be washed in your blood!”

Ye Wenyuan laughed arrogantly, his eyes were full of raised eyebrows, although the battle was not over, he seemed to have killed Ye Wuchen.

Wu Yaohuan was a little nervous, but seeing Ye Wuchen, who had a calm face, his heart relaxed again.

“The Ancient Spirit Sword Sutra, this is a supreme secret method, and the ancestors of the past used this method to conquer countless forces in the vast land and create the immortal inheritance of the Ye family.”

“Your cultivation of this method is simply tarnishing the prestige of your ancestors, since you are an emperor, Jinwu will condemn you with three sins!”

“The first crime, arrogance and domineering, defeating my Ye family’s ancient prestige!”

“The second crime, bullying men and women, staring at the identity of the Ye family, and doing evil everywhere!”

“The third sin, you provoked my head, that’s all.”

“The sin has been completed, and the decree of the Ye family… When kill! ”

Ye Wuchen took out the Zixiao Emperor Order, an ancient vicissitudes of Ye character imprint token behind it, and on the front there were only four big characters with supreme majesty!

Seeing this order, countless Ye Patriarch elders and juniors knelt down one after another.

Holding the Zixiao Emperor’s order, he is equal to the patriarch!

Ye Wuchen is qualified to kill Ye Wenyuan.

Engaged in such a big effort, just to establish power in the Ye family.

For a hundred years, Ye Wuchen’s name has not been remembered, and it just so happens that this Ye Wenyuan can’t wait to come over and make himself prestigious.

“Chop!”

The Chaos Immortal Sword flew from the void, and for a while, countless Ye family members unsheathed their magic weapons on their backs and flew towards Ye Wuchen, as if worshipping the monarch.

At this moment, even those Nirvana Realm elders could not control their magic weapons.

“Pretend to be a ghost, look at me…”

Ye Wenyuan’s words did not fall, and there was a touch of panic in his eyes, and those long knives behind him lost control at this moment, slashing at him densely.

Boom!!

A sword sound, dense magic weapons covered the sky, mighty away, did not see blood flying three feet, only heard a scream, and no Ye Wenyuan’s breath.

“Emperor, stop!”

Several voices sounded in the sky, but it was too late.

“Emperor! He is your brother, why… Why did you kill him! ”

The questioning voice fell, and a black-robed man glared at Ye Wuchen angrily in pain.

The man’s breath is the peak of the nine turns of Nirvana, and this cultivation is also the existence of the Great Sect Master in the outside world, and he is Ye Wenyuan’s father.

“Alas…”

A few sighs sounded behind the man, it was several Ye family saint ancestors, they were not as excited as the man. After all, people are dead, and it is useless to say anything.

After all, in terms of identity, they are not as good as Ye Wuchen, in terms of qualifications… Ye Wenyuan is just an insignificant firefly, while Ye Wuchen is a real sun, even if the stars in the sky will lose their color in front of him.

Faced with Ye Wenyuan’s father’s questioning, Ye Wuchen did not give face, and said coldly,

“What is your son’s color?” It’s not clear in your mind? Such moths will bring disaster to the Ye family sooner or later! Kill, just my family style. ”

“Moreover, Elder, you are not qualified to question me, stand down!”

With a light drink, the wind and clouds change color.

The gentleness and elegance on Ye Wuchen’s body were completely hidden, and his eyes showed the majesty of the superior person.