Chapter 850: The Geniuses Gather Together, and the Killing Intent Is Shocking! (Second Update)

As for the fat man Wu of the Corpse Driving Sect, he was potbellied, pale as paper, and his eyes were almost narrowed into a slit. What was more bizarre was that this man was actually carried on the back of a golden armored corpse, and even so, the other party was still exhausted and panting.

"That's not all. Look, the Taoist Young Master Zhuang Rui has also arrived. My God, the Saint of the Wu Gu Sect An Miaoyi and the Ghost Sect Young Master Jiuying are also here!"

"In addition to the Buddhist Xiao Ming Wang Fanzhen who has arrived a long time ago, all the geniuses of the supreme sects in Kunlun Ruins, except for Zigai Mountain and Jianzong, have arrived!"

"What a grand scene, a really grand scene!"

Bursts of gasps sounded in this world one after another. At this moment, the eyes of the onlookers were all wide open, and their faces were shocked.

The supreme geniuses gathered together, who can be the king? ! !

Seeing so many people appear, the crowd cheered from time to time, most of whom were disciples of the three sects and four sects.

The most excited people were Fu Qiuchan and other people from Xingchen Sect. A woman looked at Shang Xingchen in the sky with an infatuated look: "Sister Fu, look, Brother Shang is here too!"

"Brother Shang is so handsome!"

Another woman's eyes were also full of love: "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to see him so close. If he looks at me again, I would be willing to die!"

"Slut, are you horny?"

Fu Qiuchan glared at her unhappily, and then looked at Shang Xingchen in the sky with her beautiful eyes, shining brightly.

"Brother Shang is really worthy of being the first among the seven true disciples of Xingchen Sect. His demeanor alone is extraordinary. If I could become a dual cultivation partner with him..."

Yue Kun beside him looked a little ugly when he heard the word "dual cultivation", but a trace of dejection immediately emerged in his heart.

In Xingchen Sect, the three characters Shang Xingchen represent the supporters of the entire sect. Not to mention Yue Kun, a small inner sect disciple, even the elders of the sect dare not offend Shang Xingchen.

With the appearance of Shang Xingchen and others, the atmosphere on the scene was completely pushed to a climax. The young master of the Demon Sect, Hongfen Prince, snorted coldly and said, "Your noses are really dog ​​noses!"

Although the one mountain, two sects, three sects and four sects belong to the supreme sect of Kunlun Ruins, intrigues are inevitable. The older generation will not come forward in person, so the competition among the younger generation is the norm.

Shang Xingchen of Xingchen Sect smiled faintly: "Brother Yingyuan, this is wrong. You came earlier than us. Doesn't it mean that your nose is also a dog nose?"

"Fat Master has heard that there is a kind of dog with the most sensitive nose and likes to eat shit the most. It seems to be called a pug. Could it be that you, Hongfen Prince, are a pug?" Fatty Wu of the Corpse Driving Sect shook the fat on his face and laughed.

The Red-Powdered Prince said coldly: "Fatty Wu, are you looking for death?"

"Yes, Fatty is here to find shit, and it's you, this piece of shit!" Fatty Wu was carried by the golden armor corpse, not afraid at all.

The Red-Powdered Prince was immediately furious: "You..."

"In my opinion, since you two are so at odds with each other, just have a fight. As the saying goes, don't quarrel if you can fight!" The young master Jiuying of Guimen smiled, hoping that the world would not be in chaos.

Seeing that several people were fighting as usual when they met, Tuoba Long, the eldest brother of the Lingfu Sect, frowned and said: "Okay, you two, we are not here to listen to you quarreling today!"

After speaking, he looked directly at Ye Chen: "Brother, you are madly slaughtering the geniuses of more than a dozen forces in Kunlun Ruins, don't you plan to give us an explanation?"

"Yes!"

The saint of the Wu Gu Cult took a step forward, her whole body was surrounded by spiritual energy, and there were two small snakes, one black and one white, spitting out their tongues on her shoulders.

An extremely cold voice followed: "Forces such as the Qingtian Sect, Xueyang Temple, and Glacier Valley are all our vassals. You are killing them like this. Don't you think we are serious?"

Ye Chen smiled: "According to your words, they are only allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to fight back? If they didn't covet my things, why did they die?"

"Brother!"

The Taoist master Zong Rui smiled slightly, looked at Ye Chen and said lightly: "If you had agreed not to compete with Zhuang for Ye Wushuang's sword, how could this end?"

At this point, he shook his head slightly. He said, "Zhuang will give you a chance now. As long as you hand over Ye Wushuang's sword to me and follow me back to the Taoist sect to face the wall for twenty years, I may be able to save your life."

"You let him go just like that?"

The Red-Pink Prince sneered and looked at Ye Chen with a cold gaze: "The young master of the Lihuo Sect under my Demon Sect died in your hands. As the saying goes, one life for another, this person must die today, and Ye Wushuang's sword should also belong to my Demon Sect!"

Hearing that all the geniuses came for Ye Chen, the eyes of the people around him looked at Ye Chen with great gloating at this moment.

"This person is also unlucky. He actually caused these supreme geniuses to come together. Otherwise, perhaps no one could suppress him!"

"He has killed more than a dozen geniuses in a row. Even if he dies now, it is worth it. It's just a pity..."

No one is optimistic about Ye Chen. In fact, the person standing in front of him at this moment is the supreme genius of the entire Kunlun Ruins. One person alone is enough to sweep the entire young generation of Kunlun Ruins. Even some old-fashioned strongmen are not their opponents.

Yue Kun in the crowd sneered: "That guy is dead!"

"This person can kill more than a dozen geniuses in a row. He is also a figure, but he is too ostentatious and lawless!" Fu Qiuchan shook his head secretly.

Only Fu Qingqing clenched her little pink fist and looked at Ye Chen's face covered by the hat with doubt: "I hope you are not Brother Ye..."

Seeing that Ye Chen did not say a word, the Taoist Young Master Zong Rui frowned and said: "Brother, I wonder what you think? Zhuang's patience is limited."

"I have a puzzle!"

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back and glanced at several supreme geniuses: "For a top-grade spiritual weapon, you have mobilized so many troops. I'm afraid this so-called top-grade spiritual weapon is not simple?"

It's fine that the Taoist Young Master, a cultivator, is trying so hard to get the unparalleled sword, but even the other supreme geniuses have shown up one after another.

It would be a lie to say that there is no trick.

As his voice fell, Zong Rui and others' pupils shrank, and they looked at each other, and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"Mr. Zhuang, you are still dithering like before. Why waste your time talking to him? Just kill him and the things will belong to us."

The young master of the Demon Sect, Prince Hongfen, smiled coldly, and a red light flashed on his body, like an ancient beast reviving and wanting to destroy everything.

He took a step forward, and the red light rushed into the sky, turning into a bloody afterimage and rushing straight to Ye Chen, revealing his cultivation in the realm of the false emperor.

"That is the blood nerve, the blood nerve of the Demon Sect. I didn't expect Prince Hongfen to cultivate the blood nerve to the second level, the realm of all blood returning to one!"

"Prince Hongfen took action personally, that kid is finished now!"

When the people around saw this scene, their pupils couldn't help but shrink, and they looked at Ye Chen again with a trace of pity.