Chapter 1917 No One Survives!

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Suddenly, the restrictions of the surrounding space rules were lifted instantly, like a mirror shattered in front of everyone.

"Ah, what happened?"

Many powerful demons looked at everything in front of them in shock. They saw Li Xiong standing there blankly, with blood constantly gushing out of his chest, and he had lost his breath.

"Li Xiong, impossible!"

They couldn't accept the fact in front of them. How could a super strong man who broke through the tribulation die so easily in front of everyone.

"Ignorance is your biggest original sin!"

Ye Chen turned and looked at everyone, saying coldly.

"Ah..."

Everyone was shocked. They couldn't imagine that a cultivator from the fusion realm who came from the spiritual realm could kill a strong man who crossed the tribulation in front of him, even without any effort.

This phenomenon was too abnormal, no one believed it, but they had to believe it.

"This kid!"

Yuchi Fengyun's expression was distorted, and he was completely shocked. Before, he relied on his own cultivation to see Ye Chen's actions.

He saw with his own eyes that Ye Chen walked to the front of Li Xiong, took out the pill, and then swallowed it through the beast.

"Yuchi Fengyun, what did you see?"

Other people's cultivation was not enough to see the truth of the matter clearly.

"I saw it, I saw it..."

Even Yuchi Fengyun was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Just as the human race's strong men were discussing, they heard the sound of cutting in the air. The powerful force of space made their bodies tremble constantly, as if they were also cut by the blade.

"This, this!"

Zhou Yufeng and others were stunned, their bodies trembling constantly.

In front of them, blood rain was falling, and a flying knife was constantly circling in the air, emitting a cold light.

And under the flying knife, it was the bodies of the demons, all beheaded.

"Da, da, da!"

At this time, the cold footsteps attacked the human race, like a death knell, ringing.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Yuchi Fengyun asked angrily.

"I said, it's time to settle accounts."

Ye Chen's expression was extremely cold, without any fluctuations. The absolute majesty of martial arts made the human race masters kneel on the ground one after another.

They didn't want to kneel, but the power of the Emperor of Heaven was not something they could resist, especially since most of their bodies had been absorbed by the magic weapon, and there was a magic energy formation underground to comfort their spiritual energy.

However, Ye Chen had no feeling about these at all. He himself was a dual cultivator of immortals and demons. The magic energy could trap these human race masters, but not him.

"He, he is not a human. Look, he is not restricted by any rules at all. Even the magic energy formation is ineffective against him. He is a demon!"

"This person is an abnormal demon, damn it!"

"Stop your steps, humble spiritual realm people!"

When death is imminent, these people are still so arrogant, don't know what respect is, just satisfy their own selfish desires, and completely forget the true meaning of martial arts.

"Give you a chance and you won't cherish it. Sure enough, the result will not change at all!"

Ye Chen raised his right hand high.

"Are you going to kill us?"

Finally, Yuchi Fengyun lowered his noble head and asked in a terrified manner.

"Do you still need to survive? You have to pay the price for what you have done!"

Ye Chen's eyes were filled with cold killing light, penetrating Yuchi Fengyun's heart.

"No, no, you can't kill us, we are the human race's geniuses, just like you, we are together."

"Together? Ridiculous!"

Ye Chen waved his sword finger, and suddenly, the powerful sword power came to kill.

"Swoosh!"

Yuchi Fengyun relied on his previous strong foundation to dodge this fatal blow.

But a genius behind him was not so lucky.

"Swish!"

The sword light flashed, and blood appeared on the man's throat.

"I, I..."

He covered his throat with both hands, and then the sword energy burst out and died on the spot.

"Ah..."

The remaining human race geniuses were all scared and cast pleading eyes towards Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, you, you are a genius, I Zhou Yufeng admire you, let me go!"

"Ye Chen, I Huo Linlong is willing to guarantee with my life, after I go back, I will definitely recommend you to the Spiritual Emperor as the number one genius in the spiritual world!"

"Ye Chen, we are all trash, you are a genius, let us go!"

The arrogant geniuses before now kneel on the ground and beg Ye Chen.

Only Yuchi Fengyun is still standing there, holding on.

"Are you all stupid? He will not let us go, stand up, stand up!"

He kept yelling at those geniuses, but those people did not listen to him, still kneeling on the ground, constantly begging.

"Yuchi Fengyun, it seems that you are really tough, well, let's start with you!"

Ye Chen waved his sword finger, and with a burst of light, the Emperor Sword appeared.

"Swish..."

Holding the Emperor Sword, the sword tip drew layers of sparks on the ground, and Ye Chen walked towards Yuchi Fengyun.

"Do you think I'm afraid? I'm a strong man who is about to pass the tribulation. Who are you? A waste in the spiritual realm!"

Yuchi Fengyun used the spiritual energy of reputation to try to take the initiative.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

He took a few steps and rushed towards Ye Chen frantically.

Ye Chen's movements did not change at all, as if he didn't see him.

This action seemed to give Yuchi Fengyun hope. He thought Ye Chen was too arrogant and was courting death.

Those who were kneeling on the ground were also very shocked when they saw such a scene. Ye Chen had no defense and was even moving forward. Such an action was completely courting death. If he died, it would be good for everyone to be saved.

Thinking of this, these fence-sitters stood up one after another, ready to wait for Ye Chen's death.

"Swish!"

But just before Yuchi Fengyun came to Ye Chen, it was just a face-to-face encounter. Ye Chen rushed past in an instant, shining brightly. No one could see clearly how the sword was used, and most people even thought that Ye Chen did not use the sword.

"What's the situation? What happened? Did Senior Brother Fengyun succeed?"

A Tianjiao asked weakly.

"No, that's not right!"

Huo Linlong shouted loudly. He saw the approximate truth. Yuchi Fengyun's forehead had already appeared in Ye Chen's hand, but Ye Chen's hand was behind him and no one saw it.

"Ah?!"

Everyone was shocked, their knees softened, and they knelt on the ground unconsciously.

"Dong, Dong, Dong!"

The three knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

"You have no dignity, you have no right to live!"

Ye Chen's eyes showed a murderous look, and he threw Yuchi Fengyun's head high up, and then swung the Emperor Sword.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Three bloodstains were scattered on the ground, and as the heads of the three people flew up, everything was over.