"Okay." Ji Ningshuang burst into tears and smiled, revealing the worldly sweetness.

Her voice seemed to be smoked, a little hoarse, but full of the tenderness of her wife. For three years, it seemed to her three great cycles. When I saw him again, I was moved to tears.

The breeze blew, and she finally withdrew from the battle circle.

Although she only had 50% of her combat power, she was still confident to kill Hanjiang.

However, she prefers to be a spectator and is used to watching her husband sweeping across the eight deserts. That is the father of the child and her heaven. With him, the world is bright.

As soon as they stood firm, the girls gathered to instill true energy and crushed the spiritual medicine to treat her injuries.

It can be seen that each of their eyes was moist and they didn't want to move away from that back, for fear that one would become a memory.

"Dad, come on." Ye Ling put his hands beside her mouth and shouted with all her strength. She cried like a tearful person. She was not surprised or painful, just because there were too many vicissitudes on her father's back. Although it was only three years ago, it seemed like she had been a thousand years.

"Father-in-law, come on." Tang San Shao's voice over Ye Ling, the little black fat man, always came with such a critical voice at critical moments.

After the matter was over, he lay down, not knowing that he was slapped by his talent.

I always want to take the Holy Body Family’s good cabbage lesson. You have to resist the fight. We will practice it for you first so that we will not get into the thief’s nest in the future and then be beaten to death.

"Brother-in-law, come on." The fairies in Yaochi had the most crisp voices. The brother-in-law shouted so sweetly, which made many talents come to Yaochi and they all approached Yaochi. When they came back, they would kidnap one or two fairies and also wanted to be Yaochi's brother-in-law.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen took out the Lingxiao iron stick.

"I heard that you hit my wife just now?"

Young Master Ye buried his head and sniffed at the iron stick.

Then, I did not forget to wipe it with my sleeve, trying to make it shine, because I would use it to hit the dog later, and it would be bloody.

I will kill you!

Hanjiang stepped on Lingxiao in one step and attacked Ye Chen directly. It was the Immortal Art of Emperor Dao. He pierced through the universe with one finger and poked Ye Chen's eyebrows, focusing on the true body of the soul, and a killing attack.

By you?

Ye Chen snorted coldly, instead of retreating, instead of avoiding, or defending, letting Hanjiang penetrate his eyebrows, but he could not hurt his soul. The holy body god hidden the dragon shield was not for viewing.

In the past, even a prehistoric emperor's body could not break the dragon shield, let alone the dry border. His way of doing things was far from that.

After being hit by Hanjiang, how could Young Master Ye not beat him back? He swung him out with one stick and swept over Hanjiang.

puff!

As strong as the Divine Body of the Hanjiang Gang, it was also smashed and cracked by this stick.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The subsequent scenes are not ordinary bloody.

Since Ye Chen's blow, Hanjiang has never stood firm. Ye Chen has hit him one after another, from the East Sky to the West Xutian. It was really great, and the sticks were bloody. The powerful Hanjiang was almost destroyed by a blow.

It’s also a blessing for his profound background. If it were an ordinary great saint, a single stick would be enough.

"Let you hit my wife, let you hit my wife."

Ye Chen's howling sounded all over the heavens, and suddenly became a mess, caught Hanjiang and smashed him to death.

What if it is said to be a holy body? The attack is unparalleled and unintentional.

He is much more direct than Ji Ningshuang in this regard. He has no secret method. He only has an iron rod, and one stick is even more powerful than the other. It is so domineering that it is shocking.

ah.....!

Han Jiang roared, and whenever he wanted to counterattack, he was smashed back by Ye Chen. The so-called secret technique and the so-called imperial magic power became ridiculous decorations in front of Ye Chen. They were pressed and beaten all the way, and their heads could not be lifted. The splashed blood was rolled up with small pieces of bones, which collapsed into ashes. As they fell, they were all blown up to ashes.

"It's as fierce as ever!" The old man in Zhutian couldn't help but grin.

"Stronger than three years ago." The Holy Lord touched his chin, his eyes shining brightly, as if he could see deeper through Ye Chen's appearance, and smelled a mysterious force, which seemed to appear and be extremely mysterious.

"Half of the origin is lost, and you can still fight like this." The son of the plane sighed, unable to imagine how terrible it would be if Ye Chen's origin was complete.

"His current is a little different from that time." The god general Tianjiu said slowly, with deep eyes.

To this day, he still doubts Ye Chen's identity.

That day, the Immortal Martial Emperor's Sword flew into the Spirit Realm without being summoned, and entered the Heavenly Demon Pillar to help Ye Chen with the battle. He still remembered this incident freshly. In addition, Ye Chen was exactly the same as Emperor Sheng, and if he had nothing to do with Emperor Sheng, he would not believe it.

However, after a glimpse, he didn't realize the clue.

It can be said that apart from Ye Chen's face and Ye Chen's shameless temperament, he could not find anything related to the Emperor.

"Reincarnation." Dong Huang murmured softly, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if he smelled a terrible law from Ye Chen. That law not only made up for the shortcomings of Ye Chen's incomplete origin, but also blessed the chaotic Taoist rule, which was mysterious and terrifying.

"This is the first time I have seen Hanjiang be beaten so miserably." Tian Shuo shook his head with his tongue.

"The Young Emperor level is urinary."

"I wonder how likely he will win against Lu Tian." Chen Yi said lightly.

When I heard these two words, the emperor's sons could not help but feel fearful. He was the number one among the emperor's sons in the prehistoric world. No one knows how powerful he is, and it is rare to see that emperor's son born. He only knows that in the prehistoric era, he has never had any defeat, and he is like Ye Chen, who is invincible for his lifetime.

If the father of Liu Tian was not the great emperor, he was greatly suppressed by the emperor's way, otherwise he would have been able to be the emperor against the heavens.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In the sky, the dry border was still defeated all the way, and it was blown away by blood.

The heavens were excited, but the people of the prehistoric tribe looked so gloomy.

Especially the Hanjiang tribe, that is his family's emperor's son! Among the sons of the prehistoric emperors, they rank second in combat power. They were cleaned up by the Yaochi Immortal Body. At this moment, they were smashed by the ancient holy body. The one stick was beaten not only by Hanjiang, but also by their Hanjiang tribe, and the Hanjiang emperor who shook the past and the present. This is a shame, a great shame.

"Ye Chen is invincible in the world, and he can beat Hanjiang and turn into a dog."

The talents from all over the world have already started to curse, with loud voices, which really shocked the world and the ghosts and gods. After holding them in for so long, I have been waiting for a historic moment.

The prehistoric world did not do it and started to curse.

Before coming, they all had already understood each other. People with high voices had gathered together in advance. Every time there were verbal wars in this scene, they were well prepared this time.

Because the number of people was absolutely suppressed, the curses of the heavens were once suppressed.

However, the heavenly beings were strong enough and were quite ambitious. They all tried their best to curse, which made their souls tremble. They saved the defeat and cursed the emperor so much that they could not breathe.

The younger generations are so successful, and the older generations of the heavens are quite pleased. Fighting may not be possible, but when it comes to verbal wars, they can hold the door of the heavens to a full extent.

The war of verbal war in the prehistoric world turned from victory to defeat, but the defeat of the Emperor's son of Hanjiang did not change at all. Ye Chen hit his slap after blow, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"I like the iron rod in Lao Qi's hand very much." The little monkey emperor scratched the monkey's hair, his eyes shining. As a monkey, he liked straight sticks.

"It's not an imperial weapon, why is it so fierce?" The Holy Ape Emperor, who also used the stick, couldn't help but touch his chin, and was very curious about the Lingxiao iron rod in Ye Chen's hand.

"I can't see any material, but it must be a kind of immortal iron." Qilin Emperor pondered.

"I said, Lao Di, the iron rod in Ye Chen's hand, look how familiar it looks!" In the corner of the crowd, Tian Zhu stroked his beard and stared at the Lingxiao iron rod in Ye Chen's hand.

"Don't say it, it's true." Di Mie held his hands and looked through the void.
Chapter completed!