Chapter 1300: One Battle to Defeat the Immortals, Invincible in the World! (Update 1)

"The Immortal Palace Messenger is dead...dead?"

When countless people's eyes left Ye Chen's figure, they looked at the empty void.

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

That's a person from the Immortal Palace!

Since ancient times, there have been many strong men in the ancient world who tried to resist the Immortal Palace, but in the end they all died at the hands of the Immortal Palace!

However, now Ye Chen has killed the messenger of the Immortal Palace.

"Sir...Is your lord dead?!!"

The Haotian Sword Master and others below were trembling, and their faces immediately showed an endless gray color.

Before that, the Immortal Palace Messenger was an invincible existence in their minds, so they made a desperate move and would rather stand on the opposite side of the Ancient World and become a vassal of the former.

But now the myth in their minds has fallen.

"POP!!!"

Thinking of this, many people felt as if all their strength had been drained out of their bodies, and they fell to the ground one after another, their faces full of despair.

The Haotian Sword spewed out a mouthful of blood, almost unable to stand still, and murmured: "The situation is over..."

"Okay, good kill!"

Ancestor Huang Quan, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help laughing loudly. It seemed that he was injured, and he suddenly started coughing again.

Behind him, thunderous cheers suddenly erupted in the Ehuang Kingdom, because with the life and death of the Immortal Palace envoy, it meant that this shocking war had finally come to an end, and they were the victorious party.

Beiming Tianzun glanced at Ye Chen with a complex expression, then knelt down on one knee and shouted like thunder: "Congratulations to Master Ye Xian, you will be invincible in the world in one battle!!!"

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Baoxuan also bowed slightly, clasped his hands together, and said a Buddha's name: "Congratulations to Master Ye Xian, for fighting against the immortals and becoming invincible in the world!"

"We would like to congratulate Master Ye Xian for fighting against the ultimate immortal and becoming invincible in the world!!!"

At this moment, whether they were extremely ancient powerful men such as Fairy Yuqing, or new generation giants such as the Master of Beiming Hall, they all bowed to Ye Chen and saluted.

Even the tens of thousands of people in the city of Ehuang Kingdom all worshiped Ye Chen in unison, with extremely enthusiastic expressions.

"My uncle is really awesome!"

Jiu'er below looked at the figure standing in the void with great excitement, just like the Nine Heavens God accepting worship from the creatures in the world. Even the giants of the most peerless religions had to bow their heads and salute.

From ancient times to the present, except for Ye Dongli who lived thousands of years ago, who else has possessed such a scornful aura? ! !

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.

"boom!!!"

As Ye Wushuang evolved his sword energy, one sword shattered the supreme sword energy in Ye Dongli's body, which also meant that the two of them had a winner.

"Although your swordsmanship is strong, it is still a little inferior after all."

Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Dongli's rapidly falling body with calm eyes, and then shook his head slightly.

After this scene fell in the eyes of Beiming Tianzun and others, everyone's faces became even more bitter, and their hearts were filled with mixed feelings.

In front of him, Ye Chen killed the messenger from the Immortal Palace!

Later, Ye Wushuang defeated Ye Dongli with a sword!

This made them, who had witnessed countless years, feel a sense of sadness that they and others were getting old.

And when Ye Chen's eyes fell on the Haotian Sword Master and the remaining ten people, these ten people immediately felt the cold murderous intent!

Someone trembled and said: "I am willing to surrender!!!"

Even the messenger from the Immortal Palace is dead, so how can the rest of them be Ye Chen's opponents, not to mention that there are Beiming Tianzun and others watching eagerly.

"boom!!!"

Ye Chen raised his hand, and a terrifying light erupted from his palm, killing the former on the spot! ! !

Seeing this scene, a secret giant's eyes were split and he said: "We are all willing to surrender, why are you still taking action?!"

"You surrendered when you said you would surrender? Then how innocent are the people who died because of Ye this time?!" Ye Chen said calmly.

After saying that, he took a step forward and went straight towards Haotian Sword Master and others, like a tiger among wolves.

"Still want to stop the war? If I don't kill you all today, we will never stop the war!"

Someone sacrificed a protective spirit treasure in an attempt to compete.

"Crack!!!"

But Ye Chen's white jade-like palms were vulnerable to a single blow, breaking into pieces upon contact, and the former was also beaten to death on the spot.

"If you want to die, let's die together!"

An old monster knew that he was going to die, so he suddenly showed a look of madness and tried to self-destruct and severely injure Ye Chen.

However, before he could self-destruct, he was turned over by Ye Chen's palm and directly patted the former into a meat pie, and his soul melted.

Ye Chen moved his Qingyi, killing everyone in the crowd. No matter how powerful your energy was, he only used one palm to kill the whole world with blood, and many old monsters retreated.

Everyone watched this scene silently, only feeling that the figure in front of them was unprecedented, who could compete with him?

In the end, he killed all the remaining Emperor Throne Realms, and only the Haotian Sword Master remained.

The latter did not beg for mercy, nor was he angry, but looked at Ye Chen with great hatred: "Do you think you have won the Immortal Palace? No, no, the horror of the Immortal Palace is beyond your imagination."

"Hahaha, I'm waiting for you below!!!"

After saying that, I will blow myself up!

However, Ye Chen stretched out his hand and held it tightly. Ye Chen looked at him with neither joy nor sorrow: "No, you are not even qualified to be a ghost!"

After saying that, golden divine fire immediately bloomed in his palm, enveloping all the Haotian Sword Masters in it, and there were only pitiful screams like howling ghosts and wolves in the world.

Crushing bones and raising ashes, draining souls and refining souls! ! !

Ye Chen let the screams of Haotian Sword Master fill the world!

He wanted everyone to know!

He, Ye Chen, could not be bullied, let alone provoked! ! !

It was unknown how long it had been, until the last trace of Haotian Sword Master's ashes were scattered between heaven and earth.

Ye Chen slowly walked to the side of Huangquan Patriarch, stretched out his hand on his wrist, and passed a trace of spiritual power to check his injuries.

At this moment, Huangquan Patriarch's face was extremely pale, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, and the true energy in his body had long been like a dry well.

"You are seriously injured!"

Ye Chen sighed lightly, looking at him with guilt: "The exhaustion of true energy is secondary, the main thing is that you seem to have forcibly performed some secret method, which caused the damage to the Yuanshen."

The Yuanshen is too important for a cultivator. If it is damaged, the cultivation level will fall at the least, and the soul will be scattered at the worst.

"But fortunately I arrived in time."

Speaking of this, Ye Chen could not help but nod and said: "I will personally open the furnace for you to refine the elixir and restore your soul."

In this world, Ye Chen has few friends, and the ancestor is one of them. The former has sacrificed his life to help him many times, how can he not be moved.

"It's okay, the ancestor believes you have a way."

The ancestor Huang Quan supported his injuries and smiled nonchalantly at the capital behind him: "Go see your parents and daughter first, they may have been unable to wait."

"Mom and Dad..."

When Ye Chen heard this, a warm current suddenly surged in the depths of his slightly serious eyes, and his mood was faintly agitated.