Chapter 2262: It’s Not Your Fault that You Lost to Me!

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Qin Wu was injured twice and fell from the sky, carrying brilliant golden holy blood.

Looking at the other side, a figure with a chaotic ancient aura all over his body slowly walked out, stepping on the void, as if stepping on invisible stairs, slowly falling from the sky, with black hair flying, and the dust-free style was eye-catching. Who is it if it’s not Ye Chen?

The two fighting saints collided head-on and fought on the same level. The final result was obvious. Ye Chen won, while Qin Wushuang ended up in a defeated situation, and a complete defeat.

This scene made countless members of the Qin family of the Imperial Clan find it unbelievable, especially the younger generation. It was just close combat with the Holy Body. After all, it was just inferior, but at least the difference was not that obvious.

However, in the real battle now, Qin Wushuang went all out to fight against the opponent. There was not even a so-called fierce battle. The first time he was defeated in the holy battle, the second time the opponent used the three self-created chaos. This style completely defeated Qin Wushuang. His whole body was covered with wounds, and the holy blood was stained all over the holy body. It was dripping with blood, so eye-catching.

It caused countless Qin family members, especially the younger generation, to have their faith collapse.

The invincible Qin Wushuang was defeated, the invincible fighting saint was defeated, and he was inferior to others.

Swish——

In the Qin family of the Imperial Clan, a powerful God King had already stepped forward to take Qin Wushuang's injured body. He examined it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was covered in blood and the injury seemed serious, in fact it was basically a skin injury. , there were not many real internal injuries at all.

Rumble——

Under the operation of the Holy Body Regeneration Technique, Qin Wushuang's injuries were quickly repaired and completely intact. Only the blood on his body was not wiped. He raised his hand and looked at Ye Chen's elegant figure falling from the sky, his eyes There was a faint flash of darkness.

Obviously, this encounter was a big blow to him.

Since his debut, since he became a fighting saint, he has been invincible and unparalleled in the world. He has never found a real opponent in the same generation and level. Now that he is born, he fights against a person of the same generation and level for the first time, and his glorious record has been cut off. , there was not even a decent fierce battle, and they were completely defeated.

What a huge blow to someone as proud as him.

Ye Chen fell in front of Qin Wushuang and looked squarely at the Qin family fighting saint in front of him.

Qin Wushuang looked at him, and after a long time, he said with unconcealable loneliness: "I lost!"

It was me who failed!

These four simple words are even heavier than this world, because these words come from the mouth of an invincible fighting saint, and they are not heavy at all.

It is also a huge blow to the entire younger generation of the Qin family of the imperial clan.

Ye Chen said calmly: "You lost, you lost to me, but you lost even more to yourself."

Hearing this, Qin Wushuang's eyes suddenly bloomed with wisps of astonishing brilliance, which made people dare not look directly at Ye Chen: "What do you mean?"

"Losing to me is not a blow to you. You are a fighting saint, very strong, and the strongest young supreme. But you ask yourself, can you definitely defeat Emperor Nangong? There are other emperors of the same level. The emperor's daughter, the descendant of Immortal Dao?" Ye Chen asked without answering.

Qin Wushuang was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head.

Although he believed that he was invincible, he did not have absolute confidence when facing the real sons, daughters, and descendants of immortals of the same rank. Because he had fought against each other before, he knew very well that these supreme descendants with the blood of emperors and supreme immortals would The real strength is not much worse than his own, and even a life and death battle is difficult to defeat.

This is something that has to be admitted.

Ye Chen smiled softly, with unquestionable confidence, and said with a faint smile: "In a battle with the same level, I will suppress them, or even kill them. There will be no accidents."

"impossible!"

Qin Wushuang was shocked. Even the other imperial Qin family members shook their heads in disbelief. How powerful were these emperors, daughters, and descendants of immortals?

Even Qin Wushuang didn't dare to say that he could definitely win, but for this foreign fighting saint to make such big claims was simply arrogant.

However, just when someone wanted to scold them, they were horrified to find that all the emperors, emperors, daughters, and heirs of immortality were silent, with uncertain expressions. Even if they did not express any objections, they seemed to have acquiesced.

How can this be?

Qin Wushuang couldn't believe it.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, but Mo Haishen, one of the eight supreme geniuses behind him, spoke: "Before coming to the Qin family of the Imperial Clan, the Lord single-handedly fought against the five emperors' sons, daughters, and descendants of the Immortals, and finally suppressed them one by one. If you don’t believe it, you can ask the powerful people from the Imperial Clan, Immortal Clan, and Mythical Imperial Domain.”

There was a rare silence at the scene, with no one refuting, which even made every member of the Qin family of the Imperial clan look horrified.

This person who is called the Saint King of Fighting is actually so terrifying to this point. Is he still a human being?

Qin Wushuang opened his mouth, imagining the scene where he was easily defeated just now. No matter how turbulent his heart was, he had to admit that this seemed to be true.

Without such a powerful Ye Chen, could he defeat himself as a fighting saint so easily?

"So, losing to me is not a blow to you. You have to know that even among the emperor's sons, daughters, and descendants of immortals, two of them died in my hands." Ye Chen threw out another A piece of breaking news will undoubtedly have a huge impact on the imperial Qin family like a meteor falling into the sea.

Facing countless unbelievable looks, Ye Chenfeng Danyun gently used the Chaos Cauldron. There were many marks of strong men in it, among which there were a few that stood out the most. Two of them looked young and lifelike. , vivid and vivid, as if ready to transcend at any moment, with a kind of Taoist charm similar to the emperor's son, emperor's daughter, and the descendant of immortality. It is the life mark of the emperor An Tian's son and Hao Gongtian.

Seeing this scene, everyone from the Qin family of the imperial clan showed a look of horror.

There is also the aura of a mark in it, which is the mark of the God King. It is also imprinted on the cauldron, which means that this person has been killed by the God King.

Thinking of this, many people from the Qin family of the imperial clan became distracted for a while.

To defeat the God King against the world, what kind of powerful combat power does it take?

However, considering that he could easily defeat even Qin Wushuang, Qin Wushuang was now so powerful that he could definitely defeat the God King in one fight. It was not impossible for Ye Chen to be able to do this.

Even though the major imperial clans, immortal clans, and mythical imperial domains have known about it for a long time, seeing the imprints of the two emperors and immortal heirs, waves of turbulence still surged in their hearts.

The invincibility of the Dou Zhan Holy King is demonstrated all the time.

Qin Wushuang was the first to bear the brunt of the impact. All this proved that if Ye Chen had just wanted to kill him, he could have done it, but he just didn't do it.

Qin Wushuang had never felt that one day he would feel so insignificant in front of his contemporaries.

Even though he is a fighting saint, his life and death are still in the hands of others.