Chapter 1378: Slaughter

"Ma Tai died like this?"
"He has been a master for over ten years, and his strength has already reached the pinnacle of a high-grade grandmaster, and he is only half a step away from the middle-grade. I didn't expect that Ye Chen would not even be able to resist a single move."
Everyone felt a chill, and could not help but give birth to a sad mood.
Although the strength of these people is Ma Taiqiang, they are not strong enough to kill with a single move.
Obviously, Ye Chen is much stronger than them in strength.
"At this time, if we retreat and wait for this kid to recover from his injuries, who can escape him."
The old man of the Black Witch School said with a vicious expression.
Everyone's eyes condensed, and the retreat in their hearts was completely cut off.
Those who can cultivate to a master are not mortals. Naturally, they know how much potential a young man in his twenties has.
It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Chen entered the Peerless Master without any problems, only the amount of time.
When Ye Chen broke through to the Peerless Grandmaster, those of them who shot Ye Chen today will undoubtedly die.
"Let's do it together."
A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the old man holding the ten thousand ghost flags, and he shouted sharply. At the same time, his lips moved slightly and whispered in a low voice. The ten thousand ghost flags suddenly disappeared automatically, and the black fog permeated from the ten thousand ghost flags. Chen bite away.
The other masters were also unambiguous, and all kinds of martial arts moved toward Ye Chen's suppression.
"Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me."
A fierce color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, he suddenly turned his head to look at the old man of Wangui flag, stepped out in one step, and appeared in front of the old man with a punch.
The horrible boxing strength is accompanied by Yuanli's unique aura, to these ghosts, it is like the sun.
With Ye Chen's fist strength, the ghosts all over the sky melted like ice and snow.
The old man's face changed, and he quickly backed away holding the ten thousand ghost flags.
"Want to go now? It's too late."
Ye Chen let out a low growl, eyes bursting with dazzling light, the whole body's blood soared into the sky, just like that, blasting past.
Seeing that Ye Chen was about to kill the old man, the other masters couldn't help but watch Ye Chen do their hands. Various martial arts blasted Ye Chen's back.
There was a touch of joy on the old man's face. If Ye Chen really wanted to kill him, he would definitely be hit by these attacks. This kind of lose-lose style of play would not choose if he was an old man.
But Ye Chen chose this craziest style of play.
"dead."
Ye Chen transferred his Yuan Li to his back, did some simple defenses, and then burst out all his strength, directly blasting the old man.
Even if the old man mobilize thousands of ghosts to resist Ye Chen, it has no effect. Ye Chen's punch has pierced the old man's body protector's true energy, directly from the abdomen, hitting his body in two, blood mixed. The intestines are scattered all over the place.
The second grandmaster, fallen!
At this time, the attacks of other masters also hit Ye Chen's back.
With a bang, even if Ye Chen's physical body is strong, his back is after all a mortal body, not a divine body.
The combined blow of several masters almost smashed Ye Chen's body, and a mouthful of blood came out.
"He is already injured, as long as everyone joins hands, he will definitely die."
The great witch of the Black Witch Cult showed a touch of joy on his face and shouted loudly.
"Want me to die? I will kill you first today."
Ye Chen gave a long whistle, his face was full of crazy killing intent, and he whispered in a low voice: "Jinghua Shuyue."
As Ye Chen's voice fell, a dazzling light shone from the long sword, which instantly enveloped all the people present.
"cut."
A flash of killing intent flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he slashed at the Great Witch of the Black Witch Cult.
As if the sound of glass shattering sounded, Da Wu looked at Ye Chen's eyes with a flash of horror, his lips moved slightly to say something, but he did not say anything.
A crack stretched from the center of the big witch's eyebrows to the lower limbs, and with a piercing sound, blood sprayed out from the crack, and the big witch of the dignified black witch was cut in half by Ye Chen.
The third strong man, the great witch of the Black Witch Cult, has fallen!
In a blink of an eye, Ye Chen killed a high-grade grandmaster and two middle-grade grandmasters, and it was completed under the siege of six or seven masters.
Such a feat, if spread out, would be enough to shake the world.
"kill."
The other masters were also regarded as red eyes, holding weapons in their hands, and fought Ye Chen fiercely.
Although Ye Chen said that his strength was much stronger than them, he had been fighting to death with nearly ten grandmasters of the same level, and his vitality was consumed extremely quickly.
Had it not been for his immortal profound art to absorb the spiritual energy very fast, coupled with the power of the semi-divine body, Ye Chen would have fallen.
"Quiet."
Ye Chen let out a low roar, and took a full blow from a middle-grade grandmaster on his back, and blasted the female grandmaster of the Sky Spirit Sect with a punch.
Only heard the sound of a crisp fracture, the female grandmaster's eyeballs almost stared out, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and the whole person was directly knocked out and fell to the ground with no breath.
"Heroic."
A middle-aged grandmaster next to him gave a low growl, his eyes full of blood red, and roared at Ye Chen: "You actually killed the hero, I will kill you."
"Want to kill me, come on."
Ye Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of madness.
"A battle."
The middle-aged grandmaster let out a low roar, the blood in his body seemed to be burning, and he swung it out as if there was a river of blood towards Ye Chen's suppression.
"Fight."
There was a flash of madness in Ye Chen's eyes, and he roared: "A dream becomes empty."
A strange spiritual energy fluctuation appeared around Ye Chen, and quickly enveloped the middle-aged grandmaster's sword energy, and the surrounding space became a little illusory.
If Ye Chen was in his heyday, this phantom dream would become empty and could directly swallow the middle-aged grandmaster's sword, but now Ye Chen's vitality is almost exhausted, and he can only make this sword aura stop in the sky.
Only this time of breath was enough for Ye Chen to use the law of space and disappear in place.
"dead."
Ye Chen's face was full of killing intent, and the mirror flower in his hand suddenly swiped, directly cutting off the head of the middle-aged grandmaster.
The fifth grandmaster was killed by Ye Chen on the spot. At this time, there were two grandmasters around.
These two grandmasters are also in the middle-grade grandmaster realm, looking at the bodies of the many grandmasters who fell on the ground, their faces are a little pale.
Many of these dead masters were powerful people who were famous in China, and they were also considered to be great figures in the realm of masters.
Ye Chen killed a grandmaster with almost one move, how could such strength not make them frightened.
"Why don't you two take action? Don't you want the inheritance in my hands?"
Ye Chen looked at the two remaining masters with a cruel smile on his face.
As soon as Ye Chen said this, the remaining two grandmasters looked at each other, and a hesitation flashed in their eyes.