Chapter 1575

A group of people present were all talking. After hearing these comments, Liu Piaoxue walked to Ye Chen and said, "This person seems to have a difficult background. Let's leave here first."

Ye Chen put away the golden seal, then looked around, nodded, and then was about to leave.

"Just want to leave like this?" At this moment, a cold voice came, and everyone was shocked when they heard it.

"It's Dugu Fan who is here." People from the Manshan tribe were surprised when they saw the figure appeared.

"Dugu Fan is second only to Shaking Tian in the young generation of Manshan tribe. His strength is extremely terrifying. It seems that there is a good show to watch."

"This kid can't be Dugufan's opponent. If he wears it, he will definitely die."

Everyone present began to discuss again.

Ye Chen looked at the Dugu Fan who appeared. Dugu Fan was dressed in a blue robe. The aura of the whole person was indeed much stronger than that of the white gangster, but the realm was only at the level of the golden fairy.

"Otherwise?" Ye Chen responded lightly.

Dugu Fan said: "Although that white gangster is not pleasing to my eyes, but after all, he is also a member of my Manshan tribe. If you kill him, if I don't make a move, wouldn't I be laughed at."

"He is not close to you for nothing. If you can't do anything, how can someone laugh at you? I think you are a drunkard not in a bar." Ye Chen smiled contemptuously.

Dugufan coldly snorted: "Although I am not a very powerful person, Dugufan is also a leader among the younger generation of the Manshan tribe. If I can't bear it, I will be criticized even if I am strong in the future. "

"Why do you have to make such a big bend? It's not better for you to directly say that you want the black gold pagoda in my hand." Ye Chen said contemptuously: "If you are more open, I can still respect you a bit, you are like this. It's shameful to be a hypocrite."

Dugufan's face turned gloomy, Ye Chen saw through his thoughts, his expression became hideous, and he said coldly: "Xio is so gibberish, you kill the gangster, and I will save Mangshan's face."

With that said, Dugu Fan's aura was soaring, a long sword appeared in the first charge, and then he slammed towards Ye Chen with an incredible aura.

Ye Chen snorted softly, and did not intend to deal with Dugu Fan. He sacrificed the Sacred Blood Green and Gold Sword, and ran the Da Luo Immortal Sword Art. The Sacred Blood Green Gold Sword buzzed straight, exuding a terrible aura.

At the same time, Ye Chen ran the mantra of soldiers, and the long sword in Dugufan's hand began to tremble, and some of it was not controlled by Dugufan.

Dugufan's face changed drastically, Ye Chen thought, and the head of Dugufan's long sword was bent, pointing towards Dugufan.

At this time, Ye Chen swung the Sacred Blood Green Gold Sword, and a blue sword aura came out with an aura of destruction. Dugu Fan's goose bumps all rose up, cold sweat was flowing.

puff!

Before Dugufan had time to react, the light of the holy blood green golden sword had already been cut off, and Dugufan's body was split in half with a sword.

Everyone at the scene took a breath, and felt dry and dry, and they couldn't even swallow the saliva.

With just a single sword, the Manshan tribe's second-ranked Dugufan was cut in half. This was incredible and completely beyond their expectation.

Ye Chen put away the sacred blood green sword, and without looking at the strength of Dugu Fan, he disappeared in front of everyone with Liu Piaoxue's hand.

"It's terrifying strength, Dugu Fan couldn't bear a single blow..."

"Who is this person? If you encounter Zhentian, can Zhentian stand it?"

Many people are full of curiosity. If the first of the younger generation of Manshan meets Ye Chen, what will happen?

When everyone was surprised that they had not disappeared, a figure appeared at the scene of the battle, looking at Dugufan's corpse, and raised his brows slightly.

"Practicing to shake the sky... is to practice to shake the sky..."

At this time, someone almost yelled out in silence.

Everyone looked at the figure that appeared, and then they were all surprised.

"Lian Jingtian has also appeared. If it comes a little earlier, maybe there will be another good show."

"It's a pity."

Lian Jingtian stood on a wall that had already collapsed halfway down, and after his eyes stayed on Dugu Fan for a while, his body flashed, and he disappeared.

The news that Ye Chen town killed the white gangster and killed Dugu Fan with a sword began to spread among the Manshan tribes. While many people were surprised, they also felt a shame.

The two geniuses of the Manshan tribe were so vulnerable that they were almost killed in seconds.

Many people called for Lian Jingtian to stand up and fight Ye Chen decisively to save the face of the Manshan tribe.

However, Lian Jingtian did not respond, as if he had not heard the news at all.

"It seems that that person should be Ye Chen." In the ruins of the battlefield, a handsome young man in white was standing on a ruin, looking at the corpse on the ground, his mouth slightly raised.

"It must be Ye Chen. Ye Chen has two treasures made from seven rare materials. One is a black gold pagoda with a dragon pattern, and a sacred blood green sword. The sacred blood green sword is thirty thousand years old. The weapon of the heavenly evil quasi-sage with a strong reputation. Beside the white-clothed youth, a youth wearing the costume of a Sanqing Xianzong disciple said.

"He was lucky and got two such treasures. However, after he met me, that was the beginning of his nightmare." The white-clothed youth showed a confident sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"That's natural. Among the younger generation, no one is the opponent of the senior brother. Fortunately, the emperor died early, otherwise, he is now the defeated general of the senior brother." The Sanqing Xianzong disciple said flatly.

"Originally, I thought that the emperor was great, but I didn't expect it to be so useless. He died in the hands of a little-known guy, which disappointed me too much." The white-clothed youth disdainfully said.

"That is, what is the emperor. Big brother is the number one in the world." The disciple of Sanqing Xianzong flattered.

The white-clothed youth glanced at the Sanqing Xianzong disciple, and hummed: "If you take the time to flatter me by my side, your strength can be improved a lot."

"Yes, yes, the big brother taught it right." The Sanqing Xianzong disciple said quickly.

Ye Chen suddenly became a man of the battlefield, but Ye Chen was also fearless. He still swaggered into the battlefield with Liu Piaoxue.

Time flies, and a few days have passed. Ye Chen and Liu Piaoxue have walked many places, but they found nothing. After all, there are more and more people appearing in the battlefield ruins, even if there is a large area. The cake here is not enough for more people.

Although they didn't encounter any treasures, Ye Chen and Liu Piaoxue unexpectedly encountered the trio of war gods Pai Yao, Long Qing and Long Tong brothers.

"Master, Master..." Long Tong and Long Qing knelt down immediately after seeing Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled and said: "Get up, don't always kneel when you are okay, there is gold under the man's knee."

"A man on his knees, kneeling, kneeling, kneeling and kneeling his parents, my brothers have no parents, and the master and his wife are like fathers and mothers, so they naturally want to bow down." Long Qing said.

"Oh, it's okay, it's really troublesome, there are so many rules." God of War Pai Yao said impatiently.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Since the Nine Demon Temple was destroyed, there has been no news from you. Where have your Paixiu clan gone?"

The God of War Paixiu sighed and said: "Since that incident, the Paixiu tribe has suffered heavy losses, and can only hide and recuperate. Now they are hiding in the Ten Thousand Demon Mansion."

Ye Chen patted the **** of war Pai Yao on the shoulder and said, "You know, who is dealing with the Nine Demon Palace?"

The God of War Pai Yao said, "It seems that the Nine Demon Palace was once a powerful enemy. The elders seem to know, but they didn't say, who do you know?"

"He is the patriarch of the Flying Tiger clan, Hu Xiaotian, that is, the father of Flying Tiger." Ye Chen nodded and said.

"I'm obedient...it's no wonder he has to stare at the Nine Demon Palace, that's how it is." After hearing this, the God of War Pai Yao widened his eyes and took a breath.

Ye Chen said: "Now I live in Tianhu Mountain with Piaoxue, and I live with Uncle Tiger. If the Paixiu clan wants to become a clan with Flying Tiger, it is not impossible."

The **** of war, Paixiu, said helplessly: "At the beginning, the Paixiu tribe did a great deal to deal with the Flying Tigers. How could the Flying Tigers forgive the Paixiao tribe."

"Nothing is absolute. After so many years, the dragon clan has been annihilated, the Nine Demon Palace no longer exists, and the Pai Xiu clan has suffered heavy losses. All this should be calmed down. If the Flying Tiger is allowed to deal with it, maybe Uncle Tiger will ignore it. It's an accident," Ye Chen said.

The God of War Paixiu's eyes lit up and said, "If this is the case, then it would be great. To be honest, as long as there is him in one day, our Paixiu family dare not show up."

Ye Chen said: "This matter still requires you to communicate with Flying Tiger, I think there should be no problem."

"Okay, when I meet him next time, I'll talk to him." God of War Pai Yao nodded solemnly.

"By the way, I got a wooden box a few days ago and I can't open it. I don't know what's in it. Master will see if I can split it with the Holy Blood Green Sword." Long Tong said.

Having said that, Long Tong took out the wooden box. After Ye Chen found the wooden box, he felt that the wooden box was unusual, so he looked at it carefully, and then at the lock.

The material of this institute is not good, but it should be unusual. Ye Chen put the wooden box on the ground, then flipped his palm, and the holy blood green sword appeared in his hand.

Huh!

Ye Chen slashed out with a sword and slashed on the lock, the lock was blazing, and then a mark appeared.

"It seems that it should be possible to split it with the Sacred Blood Sword." Zhan Zhen Pai Yao's eyes lit up.