Chapter 1280 Those Who Do Not Kneel, Die

This ancient city is also very prosperous, the streets are bustling with people, monks come and go, not a single mortal, and many of them have great supernatural powers. Along the way, I saw more than one quasi-sage.

On one side of the street, there are many people.

Looking carefully, the onlookers were all pointing at a ragged woman.

The woman was about twenty years old, with bare feet and disheveled hair, holding a steamed bun in her hands, walking on the street shivering while chewing, and her ragged clothes, she looked like a beggar.

She seems to have been stimulated by something, and her nerves are not normal. While gnawing on the steamed buns with her head down, she will sometimes raise her head and look at the people around her in horror, as if she is afraid of everything in this world.

The people on both sides of the street all looked disgusted. Many people covered their noses and hid away like a malevolent star. They kept swearing and wished that the woman would die immediately.

However, there were two people who did not escape, but stood in the middle of the road instead.

They were two big bearded men, fierce and vicious, just like two robbers licking blood with their knives.

The two of them didn't shy away from it at all, each touched their chins, looked her up and down, there was a lewd and evil light in their fierce eyes, as if they didn't mind taking the beggar back to enjoy.

"Little girl, come with me!" A big man smiled, showing a mouthful of disgusting big yellow teeth.

The woman seemed to be frightened, and curled up holding the steamed bun, especially seeing the ferocity in the big man's smile, which made her whole body tremble.

"I will treat you well." The big man stepped forward, smiling obscenely and ferociously. He stretched out his big hand to brush the woman's disheveled hair, but the woman dodged it like a nervous reaction.

"Shame on your face." The big man's face suddenly turned fierce, and he slapped him suddenly.

However, just as the big man swung his palm down, it was grasped by a hand that suddenly appeared.

The next moment, the big man felt that his body lost his balance, and then his feet left the ground, and was thrown into the sky, and before he landed, he exploded into a blood mist in the sky.

you....!

The other big man suddenly changed his face and wanted to run away, but a divine light shot from behind him.

puff!

The blood flower bloomed, and the other big man also turned into a blood mist.

The scene was so bloody that the hearts of the people on both sides trembled, and they all looked at the two people who made the shot, a young man and a bald head, they were Ye Chen and Long Yi who came to look for the reincarnated person.

Ye Chen stepped forward, wanting to touch the woman's cheek.

The woman dodged again, and while stumbling back, she looked at Ye Chen with a horrified expression, holding the steamed bun tightly in her hand, as if she was afraid that Ye Chen would rush forward to grab her food.

Ye Chen's nose was sore, with tears in his eyes, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged the woman into his arms.

The woman wanted to break free, but Ye Chen hugged him even tighter, "Don't be afraid of poetry and painting, senior brother is here."

A warm word made the still struggling woman's delicate body tremble, she lifted her cheeks, and saw a vicissitudes of face through the disheveled hair, she looked a little confused. starter

Don't be afraid!

Ye Chen choked up a smile, and patted her on the back lightly.

The woman stopped resisting and just stared blankly at that face, his embrace was very warm.

Seeing this scene, people around were talking again, pointing at Ye Chen and Lin Shihua, seeing Ye Chen hugging her, more people covered their noses,

A look of disgust.

"What are you looking at, get out of here." Long Yi went into a rage, scolded, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Young man, be careful with what you say, so as not to cause death." Youyou's words sounded, it was an old man in purple, his tone was a little gloomy, and he was a little angry at Long Yi's scolding.

"Everyone, kneel down and apologize to her, those who don't kneel, die." Ye Chen held Lin Shihua in one hand, his expression was indifferent, his words were flat, and incomparably ethereal. Cangsheng died in battle in Dachu, but now he is in such a state, the common people they protect all show disgust towards her, how could he not be angry.

"An emperor, what a big tone." It was the old man in purple again, and his scolding was earth-shattering.

However, in the next second, his head was separated from his body, and his eyes were still full of disbelief when his head rolled down. He was instantly killed in an instant.

"This..." The faces of the people present suddenly changed, that is a king!

"Kneeling is not kneeling." Ye Chen said lightly.

As soon as the words came out, everyone frowned, and someone whispered, "Can't we hide if we can't be provoked?"

However, just as that person took a step, he was pierced by a divine glow.

The man stared blankly at the blood hole in his chest, his eyes protruded, he couldn't believe it, he fell down on the spot and died instantly.

"Little friend, it's too much." A gray-haired old man at the peak of the imperial realm said coldly.

"In a word, kneeling is not kneeling." Ye Chen's words were still flat.

"Looking for death." The gray-haired old man yelled angrily, struck Ling Tian with his palm, but was knocked out by Ye Chen with a wave of his hand, and flew upside down for hundreds of feet, and when he landed, there was also a pool of blood.

hiss!

The scene was full of gasping voices, shocking Ye Chen's fighting power, as well as Ye Chen's ruthless methods.

puff! puff! puff!

Amidst the sound of shock, fairy lights shot out, and the standing figures turned into blood mist.

Kneel, we kneel!

Immediately, someone knelt on the ground with a plop. If they didn't kneel, they would be the next ones to be killed. Although they didn't know the relationship between Ye Chen and this female beggar, they knew that kneeling could save their lives.

However, not everyone knelt down, there were still some individuals standing there with cold faces.

Ye Chen didn't speak. He held Lin Shihua in one hand and waved it with the other. Wherever he passed, there were no standing people, only bursting blood mist, and those who were still standing were wiped out in pieces.

Kneel, we kneel!

Now, those stiff people also hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Ye Chen settled down and stood quietly on the spot.

In this ancient city, there are still no kneelers, there are two in the restaurant on the left, four in the restaurant not far away, one in the restaurant behind, and one in the restaurant in the east.

They are all quasi-sages, and they are drinking fine wine calmly at the moment, and they don't care about Ye Chen's killing at all, as if they know that Ye Chen dare not attack them, they are very confident in their combat power.

"The eight people above, come down." Ye Chen said lightly, "Kneel down and apologize to her."

"Little friend, those who are arrogant don't end well." A quasi-sage in purple said leisurely, still sipping fine wine calmly, "Those who want to kill too much will never come to fruition."

Ye Chen didn't speak, and stepped lightly on the ground.

Immediately, the ancient city trembled, and the standing restaurants also collapsed under Ye Chen's feet.

This time, the eight quasi-sages all came down and floated to the ground.

It was still the quasi-sage in purple, gently stroked his beard, looked at Ye Chen, and said in a faint voice, "You can choose a way to die."

Ye Chen didn't say a word, he shrunk the ground into an inch, and killed the purple-clothed quasi-sage in an instant.

you....!

The purple-clothed quasi-sage, who was calm and breezy a moment ago, suddenly changed his expression. He didn't know that Ye Chen had such mysterious movements, and even with his quasi-sage's cultivation, he couldn't figure out Ye Chen's figure.

puff!

Blood splattered, and half of the body of the quasi-sage in purple was blasted into a blood mist by Ye Chen's punch.

The old man in purple stomped back, but before he could stabilize his figure, a domineering celestial light shot over, piercing through his alchemy, and his quasi-sage cultivation was completely crippled in an instant.噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八⑴zщ.còм/

I...my cultivation base!

The quasi-sage in purple yelled, unable to accept this fact.

boom!

In the end, the stumbling body of the purple-clothed quasi-sage couldn't support himself, and knelt down on the ground with a bang.

His cultivation base has been completely abolished, he is no longer a high-ranking quasi-sage, but a complete waste

Perhaps, until now, he didn't really understand what it means to regret. He insisted that he was invincible in the world, but he didn't even survive a single move in the hands of an emperor. If he had known that Ye Chen was so strong, he shouldn't have pretended , you should kneel down honestly, and you won't suffer such a catastrophe.

This this....!

The other seven quasi-sages retreated one after another, their expressions pale. Ye Chen's strength far exceeded their expectations, and the majestic quasi-sage was crippled after being survived every move.

Back and forth, the seven quasi-sages suddenly turned around and each stepped onto the sky. Since they couldn't be provoked, they had no choice but to run away.

However, they who had just stepped into the sky were suppressed by a golden hand covering the sky.

puff! puff! puff!

The seven celestial lights flew, and the blood sprayed one after another, and the cultivation base of the seven quasi-sages were also wiped out on the spot.

I...my cultivation base!

The roar was earth-shattering, and they were no longer high-ranking quasi-sages, but also turned into a complete waste. This is more painful than killing them, and their cultivation base is their life!

Seeing this, Long Yi sneered, "Let you, you don't kneel, this is what you asked for."

ah....!

The seven quasi-sages screamed in pain, and they all knelt down on the ground, only then did they realize what it was to regret, if they knelt down, they wouldn't have such a calamity, as Long Yi said, they asked for it all.

So far, in this ancient city, there is no one standing anymore, one after another kneeling down, everyone is trembling, just like Lin Shihua before, with pale face and eyes full of horror.

Ye Chen left, holding Lin Shihua who was still trembling with frightened eyes.

She was not resisting, and let Ye Chen hold her. That big warm hand gave her endless warmth, making her not want to resist, and felt that the young man in front of her was extremely kind.

why! why!

Behind him, the eight quasi-sages roared, heart-piercingly, "We have no grievances with you, why?"

Ye Chen walked out of the ancient city, his figure disappeared, but a majestic and cold voice came back, "The survival of the common people in the Ten Thousand Territories is won by fighting for ninety million heroic souls, and she is one of them. Every mountain, every river, every tree, every grass, every flower, and every creature in Wanyu, including you, owes them."