Chapter 1795: Sui Sui Emperor Clan!

Under the great chaotic cauldron carrying tens of thousands of ancient chaos, Ye Chen became more and more vague and invisible, with a sense of mystery, but he was motionless, quietly watching the twelve great powers of the emperor clan, without a trace. Of avoidance.
Seeing that the fighting sage king had no intention to retreat, all the twelve great powers who had rushed over stopped one by one, hesitating, all because the fighting sage king was too evil and terrible, who knows the current situation Is there any other amazing method he hasn't used yet?
"A bunch of trash!"
Ye Chen yelled coldly, relentlessly, and directly criticized the twelve powers of the Jiuyan Emperor Clan as a group of waste, and his voice resonated throughout the Jiuyan Emperor Star and was heard by countless creatures on it.
The members of the Jiuyan imperial clan are extremely angry. The emperor is so powerful, immortal, and prosperous throughout the universe, but now they have been rebuked by one person. The strongest group of imperial powers is called waste, which makes them The people of the Jiuyan tribe, who are proud of the blood of the imperial clan flowing in their bodies, are as if they were slapped in the face, and they were embarrassed while angry.
"Too arrogant!"
"This fighting sacred king deserves ten thousand deaths, dare to insult my Jiuyan Emperor like this!"
"The powerful ancestors in the clan, please hurry up and kill this damned fighting saint king!"
"Behead him, nail the corpse to the star gate, to show the entire universe that my Jiuyan Emperor is majestic and inviolable!"
In the Jiuyan Emperor Clan, countless clansmen are shouting angrily, even those famous and elders are angry.
Outside of the Jiuyan Emperor Clan, countless creatures full of stars trembled in their hearts. This fighting sage is really strong and vigorous. No one has dared to do so in the past and present. I am afraid that even It is the ancient king who dare not scold the immortal emperor in this way.
In the Lingtian Sea, there is a powerful country that has risen in the past two decades-the Xi Kingdom.
At first, it was just a slightly stronger country among the hundreds of nearby countries. Although there were saints in charge, it was far from enough to dominate the nearby countries.
However, after the former Crown Prince Yan Wushuang came to power, he rose rapidly at an alarming rate. In just two decades, he used iron and blood to reorganize the Xi Kingdom and sent troops to conquer nearby countries and annexed them. Seven countries have become one of the strongest countries near the Lingtian Sea.
Although the new lord Yan Wushuang is young, he has risen rapidly like a comet. In just twenty years, he has detached himself from the Divine Realm and became a strong man in the Holy Tibetan Realm in one fell swoop.
Such an achievement is not to say that he is the youngest saint in the nearby hundreds of countries. Looking at the many young leaders in the entire continent of Jiuyan, they are definitely ranked in the forefront of peerless geniuses, young and powerful, even better. The veteran saints who have entered the holy Tibetan realm for many years are not weak at all.
Moreover, the master of the Xi Kingdom has a lot of means. It is not only a young saint, but also an absolute ruler in the Xi Kingdom. In every city, every town, and even every village in the country, he stands up. The stone statue, the whole country can only worship him.
Over the years, he has used various extraordinary means to rule the Xi Kingdom, which has been expanded several times, in an orderly manner. The country is peaceful and the people are safe, and hundreds of people have sincerely worshipped and believed in him, and regarded him as the only god.
Located in the imperial palace of the Xi Kingdom, Yan Wushuang, the former prince and now the lord of the kingdom, sits on the throne, wearing a dragon robe, with a sense of supreme majesty. The hall below is full of civil and military officials, all surrendered. Awe from the heart.
Above the throne, Yan Wushuang ignored the civil and military officials. Instead, he raised his more and more majestic face. There was a vast power in his forehead. It was a powerful power of faith. As said in the past, he was carefully studied and studied. Used.
His gaze penetrated the hall, saw the situation outside the territory, and saw his master. Even though he has cultivated so much over the years, he still maintains a kind of awe of the master from the heart.
Because over the years he has been annexing countries, creating great undertakings, and constantly practicing, but he is also secretly collecting information about the master.
The more I understand, the more I feel the unfathomable Master, who has such a reputation in the endless starry sky.
Today, the master of twenty-five years after another has reappeared, but it is a man who has suppressed the immortal Jiuyan emperor, and is not afraid of everything, called it a waste.
How strong and domineering it should be, looking all over the world, so energetic, so that such stable and majestic figures could not help but boil with blood.
This invincible posture is what he has always pursued and yearned for.
He hopes to be able to stand by Master’s side and fight side by side, but he also deeply feels a sense of powerlessness, as powerful as him, and now it’s just a trivial ant for figures such as Master. It simply can't help Master too much.
Yan Wushuang's fists were clenched tightly, and he became more and more determined to dominate the Jiuyan Emperor in this life, and then rule the universe, and become the Supreme Emperor with the land of faith.
Master, please wait for my growth!
On the other side, far outside the territory, hearing Ye Chen’s words, naturally made Yan Cangqiong’s twelve great powers of the emperor furious all of them, but they faced the fighting sage in the looming ancient chaos In Wang's extremely deep eyes, there were waves of heart tremors.
After all, this fighting sage king is still too evil and terrifying after all, so that invincibles like the Sword God of Longevity are down, let alone them, although it is very likely that they are in decline at this moment, how do you know that he still has There is no backhand yet.
It is precisely because of this that they dare not step forward for a while, even if it is only a small step.
"Sure enough, it's all waste!"
Ye Chen said coldly again, making the twelve powers of the emperor clan even more angry, and one of the three heavenly powers wanted to rush forward, but when they met Ye Chen's cold and merciless eyes, he was full of heart. The anger on the upper hand was poured directly down like ice water, and it died out in an instant, and the back bones were chilling.
Facing this class of the strongest young supreme power ~EbookFREE.me~ as strong as the sword of longevity, he was caught off guard, not to mention that it was just him, I am afraid that he could only be killed by a spike.
Boom
At this moment, he fell into the void of great destruction and finally recovered.
Among them, a figure slowly appeared, covered in blood, with drops of blood dripping continuously, but it turned into a variety of visions, appearing between the sky and the earth, roaring the sky.
That was the Sword God of Longevity, and he didn't perish, and walked out one step at a time.
He is so powerful that even a drop of blood possesses unimaginable power, which can transform the world and all things and give birth to all kinds of phenomena.
The longevity sword swept past Ye Chen coldly, and said: "What a fighting saint king, really beyond our expectations, it can cause this seat to bleed."
In the plain words, no one can hear the endless killing intent!
(End of this chapter)