Genius Daddy in the City

"The Immortal Palace Messenger is dead...dead?"

When countless people's eyes left Ye Chen's figure, they looked at the empty void.

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

That's a person from the Immortal Palace!

Since ancient times, there have been many strong men in the ancient world who have tried to resist the Immortal Palace, but in the end they all died at the hands of the Immortal Palace!

However, now Ye Chen has killed the Immortal Palace envoy.

"Master... is dead?!!"

The Haotian Sword Master and others below were trembling, and their faces immediately showed an endless gray color.

Before that, the Immortal Palace Messenger was an invincible existence in their minds, so they would make a desperate move and would rather stand on the opposite side of the Ancient World and become a vassal of the former.

But now the myth in their minds has fallen.

"POP!!!"

Thinking of this, many people felt as if all their strength had been drained out of their bodies, and they fell to the ground one after another, their faces full of despair.

The Haotian Sword spewed out a mouthful of blood, almost unable to stand still, and murmured: "The situation is over..."

"Okay, good kill!"

Ancestor Huang Quan, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help laughing loudly. It seemed that he was injured, and he suddenly started coughing again.

Behind him, thunderous cheers suddenly erupted in the Ehuang Kingdom, because with the life and death of the Immortal Palace envoy, it meant that this shocking war had finally come to an end, and they were the victorious party.

Beiming Tianzun glanced at Ye Chen with a complex expression, then knelt down on one knee and shouted like thunder: "Congratulations to Master Ye Xian, you will be invincible in the world in one battle!!!"

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Baoxuan also bowed slightly, clasped his hands together, and said a Buddha's name: "Congratulations to Master Ye Xian, for fighting against the immortals and becoming invincible in the world!"

"We would like to congratulate Master Ye Xian, you will be invincible in the world in one battle with the Supreme Immortal!!!"

At this moment, whether they were extremely ancient powerful men such as Fairy Yuqing, or new generation giants such as the Master of Beiming Hall, they all bowed to Ye Chen and saluted.

Even the tens of thousands of people in the city of Ehuang Kingdom all worshiped Ye Chen in unison, with extremely enthusiastic expressions.

"My uncle is really awesome!"

Jiu'er below looked at the figure standing in the void with great excitement, just like the Nine Heavens God accepting worship from the creatures in the world. Even the giants of the most peerless religions had to bow their heads and salute.

From ancient times to the present, except for Ye Dongli who lived thousands of years ago, who else has possessed such a scornful aura? ! !

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.

"boom!!!"

As Ye Wushuang evolved the sword energy that filled the sky, one sword shattered the supreme sword energy in Ye Dongli's body, which also meant that the two of them had a winner.

"Although your swordsmanship is strong, it is still a little inferior after all."

Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Dongli's rapidly falling body with calm eyes, and then shook his head slightly.

After this scene fell in the eyes of Beiming Tianzun and others, everyone's faces became even more bitter, and their hearts were filled with mixed emotions.

In front of him, Ye Chen killed the messenger from the Immortal Palace!

Later, Ye Wushuang defeated Ye Dongli with a sword!

This made the group of people who had witnessed countless years feel a sense of sadness that they and others were getting old.

And when Ye Chen's eyes fell on the Haotian Sword Master and the remaining ten people, these ten people immediately felt the cold murderous intent!

Someone trembled and said: "I am willing to surrender!!!"

Even the messenger from the Immortal Palace is dead, so how can the rest of them be Ye Chen's opponents, not to mention that there are Beiming Tianzun and others watching eagerly.

"boom!!!"

Ye Chen raised his hand, and a terrifying light erupted from his palm, killing the former on the spot! ! !

Seeing this scene, a secret giant's eyes were split and he said: "We are all willing to surrender, why are you still taking action?!"

"You surrendered when you said you would surrender? Then how innocent are the people who died because of Ye this time?!" Ye Chen said calmly.

After saying that, he took a step forward and went straight towards Haotian Sword Master and others, like a tiger among wolves.

"Still want to stop the war? If I don't kill you all today, we will never stop the war!"

Someone sacrificed a protective spiritual treasure in an attempt to compete.

"Crack!!!"

But Ye Chen's white jade-like palms were vulnerable to a single blow, shattering upon contact, and the former was also beaten to death on the spot.

"If you want to die, let's die together!"

An old monster knew that he was bound to die, so he suddenly showed a look of madness and tried to self-destruct and severely injure Ye Chen.

However, before he could self-destruct, he was turned over by Ye Chen's palm and directly patted the former into a meat pie, and his soul melted.

Ye Chen moved his Qingyi and killed everyone in the crowd. No matter how powerful your energy was, he only used one palm to kill the whole world with blood. Many old monsters retreated away.

Everyone watched this scene silently, only feeling that the figure in front of them was unprecedented, who could compete with him?

In the end, he killed all the remaining Emperor Throne Realms, leaving only Haotian Sword Lord alone.

The latter did not beg for mercy, nor was he angry, but looked at Ye Chen with great hatred: "Do you think you have won the Immortal Palace? No, no, the horror of the Immortal Palace is beyond your imagination."

"Hahaha, I'm waiting for you below!!!"

After saying that, I will blow myself up!

However, Ye Chen stretched out his hand and held it tightly. Ye Chen looked at him with neither joy nor sorrow: "No, you are not even qualified to be a ghost!"

After saying that, golden divine fire immediately bloomed in his palm, enveloping all the Haotian Sword Masters in it, and there were only pitiful screams like howling ghosts and wolves in the world.

Crushing bones and raising ashes, draining souls and refining souls! ! !

Ye Chen allowed the screams of Haotian Sword Lord to fill the world!

He wants everyone to know!

He, Ye Chen, cannot be bullied, let alone messed with! ! !

I don't know how long it took until the last traces of Haotian Sword Master's ashes were scattered between heaven and earth.

Ye Chen then slowly walked to Huangquan Ancestor's side, put his hand on his wrist, and channeled a trace of spiritual power into him to check his injuries.

At this moment, Ancestor Huangquan's face was extremely pale, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, and the true energy in his body was already like a dry well.

"You're badly hurt!"

Ye Chen sighed softly and looked at him as if he was guilty: "The depletion of true energy is secondary, but the main reason is that you seemed to have forcibly performed some secret method, which caused damage to the soul."

The soul is too important to a cultivator. If it is damaged, the cultivation level will drop, or the soul will be scattered.

"But fortunately I arrived in time."

Having said this, Ye Chen couldn't help but nodded and said: "I will personally make an elixir for you in a while to restore your soul."

In this world, Ye Chen doesn't have many friends, but his ancestor is one of them. The former has sacrificed his life to help him many times, how can he not be moved by him.

"It doesn't matter, ancestor believes you have a way."

Ancestor Huang Quan held on to his injuries and smiled nonchalantly towards the capital behind him: "Go see your parents and daughter first. I'm afraid they can't wait."

"Mom and Dad..."

When Ye Chen heard this, a trace of warmth suddenly emerged from the depths of his originally serious eyes, and his mood was faintly agitated.