Genius Daddy in the City

Looking at the terrifying figures that looked like gods.

At that moment, the entire Lin City, the entire Tiannan, the entire China, and even the entire earth, everyone watching this scene fell into collective silence!

This silence was instantly replaced by endless shock!

In order to deal with Ye Chen, the eight extraterrestrial immortal sects actually sent a hundred powerful men this time, and the ones with the lowest cultivation levels were all in the early stages of becoming gods! ! !

Ordinarily, a monk who transforms into a god is like an elusive immortal!

But now there are hundreds of them appearing at the same time!

How can this not make everyone so frightened that their scalp goes numb!

At that moment, everyone watching through the live broadcast and satellite monitoring saw this scene, and their hearts twitched violently.

Seeing such a lineup, even a very small number of Chinese people who had hope for Ye Chen fell into despair at this moment.

"This...how is this possible..."

The faces of Master Longhushan and others who came here were twitching fiercely, and they almost let out similar disbelief and roars from their trembling throats.

The stage of one hundred gods.

Such a lineup cannot be assembled even with all the strength of China!

However, they only wanted to deal with Ye Chen alone!

"It's over, everything is over..."

Countless people closed their eyes in despair.

"You surnamed Ye, you are in great danger now..."

Seeing this, Fang Mingde's grandfather and grandson outside laughed happily, as if they had seen Ye Chen's miserable end.

Jinling, in an ordinary high school, among the fifth class of senior high school students, the spacious classroom is full of people

On the huge projector, a picture of the sky above Kowloon Bay was displayed at the moment. Especially the appearance of the one hundred powerful people in the transformation stage made the entire classroom as quiet as death.

"You all take a good look. This battle is an unprecedented one in the history of our planet. One is a legend from our country, and the other is the eight extraterrestrial sects that have come to the earth with force!"

On the podium, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character said in a deep voice: "Although many of you have just stepped into the threshold of practice, you can also learn a lot from this war."

The dozens of students below said nothing, their eyes fixed on the shocking scene on the huge projector.

If Ye Chen were present, he would definitely find that the man and woman sitting in the last row were Ye Chi and Yang Xue whom he had seen last time.

At this moment, Yang Xue and Ye Chi's expressions were extremely complicated, because they discovered that the man named Ye Nankuang was the white-haired young man they saw last time.

"Teacher Mo, this is a battle without any suspense. What do you want us to see?"

In the quiet classroom, a handsome boy dressed in a unique style smiled disdainfully: "This Ye Nankuang is dead this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, many people immediately agreed.

"Wen Hao is right. I heard from my dad that this time Ye Nan is provoking the eight extraterrestrial immortal sects. What can he use to fight against them?"

"If you ask me, this person named Ye is overestimating his abilities..."

"Don't say that. I heard that the man named Ye was once the first man on earth..."

Hearing these voices, all of which were unpleasantly mocking Ye Chen, Ye Chi, who was sitting in the last row, suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, as if the person closest to him had been slandered.

He immediately roared: "Shut up!!!"

The boy named Wen Hao looked at him coldly: "Yechi, what are you doing?"

Even the others couldn't help but look at Leafpool.

Ye Chi clenched his fists, looked at him with red eyes, and said word by word: "I! No! Xu! You said! That! Uncle! Ye! Uncle!'s! Bad! Words!"

He didn't know why he was so angry, but what he felt in his heart was that he didn't want Ye Chen to be slandered.

"Trash, you dare to threaten me after I rebelled against you?"

Wen Hao's face turned cold, and he immediately slapped the table and stood up, sneering and said: "The man named Ye will definitely die today. I just said, trash, what can you do to me?"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ruler suddenly shot out from the podium, knocking Wen Hao to the ground.

Astonishingly, it was Teacher Mo on the podium who took action.

Wen Hao covered the red and purple stain on his face and stared at Teacher Mo with a gloomy expression: "Mo Wenshan, do you dare to be my young master? Do you know..."

"Kneel down!!!"

Teacher Mo burst out with a blast of cultivation in the foundation building stage, directly suppressing the former to the ground, shocking everyone.

He looked around at everyone and said loudly: "Ye Nankuang is a legend of our country. He has made great contributions to our country. It is also his way of promoting spiritual practice. What qualifications do you juniors have to blaspheme him?!"

Teacher Mo looked at the faces and almost roared: "I teach you all the time to remember the righteousness of our ancestors. Have you heard it?"

"But still remember, thirteen years ago, how many people risked their lives and resolutely went outside the earth to face the enemy? Who used their tragic blood to win the opportunity for negotiation for our earth?"

"Do you know how many bones and loyal souls of our Chinese ancestors are buried in the vast starry sky, and how many unyielding roars of our ancestors are echoing?!!"

"A strong young man makes a country strong. What is strong? The first thing that is strong is character and character. I, Mok Wenshan, do not want to teach a group of ungrateful and selfish people who only know how to kneel down and lick their enemies!!!"

Facing his first such rude roar, the huge classroom suddenly fell silent, and many children looked sad and ashamed.

Only the young man named Ye Chi clenched his fists, stared at the projector uneasily, bit his lip and said: "Uncle, you must win, for yourself and for China!!!"

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At the same time, over Kowloon Bay.

Hundreds of powerful men from the eight great sects outside the territory quietly stepped into the void, staring coldly at the Kowloon Bay below without saying a word, only overwhelming murderous intent and chill sweeping over everything.

The world was silent, as quiet as death.

Everyone froze collectively.

Even if it was Su Yuhan next to Ye Chen, Ye Hai and others couldn't help but feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their faces turned pale.

Even Su Youwei is no exception.

And everyone who knew Ye Chen felt infinite despair and no longer had any hope.

Ye Chen looked as usual, staring calmly into the void, where seven figures slowly walked out.

These seven figures, including men and women, monks and Taoists, were dressed in different styles, but the invisible coercion they exuded was like the vast ocean, even if the ninety-three figures behind them were eclipsed by it.

Seven people stepped out, led by a young man wearing a blood-colored robe. The young man's face was as handsome as a monster, and the blood-colored river above his head seemed to be a young demon god standing tall on the sky and the earth.

"Ye Nan is crazy!"

The young man looked down at Ye Chen condescendingly, showing a smile like a cat playing with a mouse: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Xueyang Shenzi, from the Piaomiao Star. The Piaomiao Ancestor who was killed by you a few days ago is my Clan elder!"