Chapter 266: Ye Chen's True Combat Power

"Your Excellency, what a big breath." The old man looked at Ye Chen coldly, "Even if your strength is strong, even if you are a king-level master, if we do it together, you must have to leave something here!" ”

If it was usual, whether it was him or that Zhangjiao, he would not talk to Ye Chen like this at all. With a master with a higher strength than them, they are not mentally prepared.

Moreover, Ye Chen's strange skills just now made them a little incomprehensible, and they wanted to touch his bottom and do it, but they didn't expect Ye Chen to negotiate with them at all, since this is the case, there is nothing to say, they can only see the real chapter under their hands.

Although they were a little jealous, they were not panicked, there were more than fifty people in total, there were fifteen sect-level masters, and the rest were all good players above the intermediate level of the division, and they were not afraid of the other party alone.

"Kill him!" The old man and Zhang Zhangjiao ordered at the same time.

Suddenly, dozens of ancient martial artists all rushed towards Ye Chen, while several sect-level masters rushed towards the passage, wanting to check the situation outside.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth hooked, revealing an evil smile, his wrist flipped, and the full moon scimitar in his hand spun rapidly in the palm of his hand, reflecting the cold light of the Dao.

The violent qi in his heart was released to his heart's content, ruthless killing, Ye Chen hadn't felt this way for a long time, he was a little nostalgic, after coming to this world, he could finally fight without scruples.

He could have fought in another way, but Ye Chen still liked the thrill of hand-to-hand combat, and the next scene surprised everyone.

Ye Chen didn't fight at all, but faced the dozen or so people rushing towards him head-on, like a cannonball being launched, bringing up a whistling afterimage, which was unbelievably fast.

The battle instantly fell into anxiety, Ye Chen's combat power surprised everyone, they didn't expect that he would actually collide head-on, this move made the sect-level masters in the rear change color again.

During the lightning attack, Ye Chen suddenly exuded a fierce momentum, and the momentum of the whole person changed instantly.

The fighting spirit is high, and the murderous spirit is pervasive.

The grass on the ground seemed to be blown by a strong wind and fell to one side.

The two sides collided in an instant, and before the person in front had time to make any movements, the last thing that appeared in his eyes was a cold sword light, as if there was a peerless edge, cutting through the void.

The speed of Ye Chen's shot was too fast, people only saw the sword light flickering, and it crossed the person's throat in an instant, driven by inertia, the person also ran forward for more than ten meters, and then a blood arrow burst out from the throat.

Everyone suddenly felt a cool breath rush through their heads.

Spike, see spike again!

This was the first time Ye Chen let go of his hands and feet to do his best, and after another lightning-fast kill, he shocked the audience again.

Feng Qi and Yin Qi Old Men, who were originally walking slowly, as well as Zhang Zhangjiao and a sect-level master, all had a solemn face, glanced at each other, and nodded.

Although Ye Chen killed one person in a strong second, it was impossible for these people to stop, and now it was life and death, all of them rushed forward without fear of death, and the cold sword light illuminated the entire venue, and they launched the most fierce attacks towards Ye Chen.

In the crowd, Ye Chen's body was like a catkins, leaving a faint afterimage in place and disappearing.

Immediately, he suddenly appeared beside the two ancient warriors, and the scimitar in his hand cut a dazzling cold light, flashed, and under the attack of countless sword lights and sword shadows, leaving an afterimage and disappeared.

The crowd parted, the hustle and bustle dispersed, and the two ancient warriors showed a shocked look in their eyes, and they were still driven forward by inertia for a few meters.

One of them had just run five meters when his neck suddenly hung back strangely, and in an instant, blood arrows shot out more than a meter high.

The other person had only run forward a dozen steps, his body made a crunching sound, and he fell to the ground suddenly, a pit appeared in his chest, and his heart was shattered alive.

All this happened in an instant, there was no buffer in the middle, no one thought that Ye Chen would be so strong, just one face, three masters died.

However, this is just the beginning.

The scimitar in Ye Chen's hand flowed, bursting out with a cold light, and every time he shot, there would be a terrible scream, a bloody light would burst out, and a corpse would fall to the ground.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

In less than a minute, Ye Chen had already killed more than a dozen people.

This is a terrifying record, one person confronts more than fifty people head-on, overwhelming the crowd, no one thought that this would be the result, the division-level master is like a chicken and a dog in the eyes of that young man, vulnerable.

"King!"

On the high platform of Youtan, Elder Ying was completely stunned by the scene in front of him, and after spitting out two words, his face was incredulous.

The old man and other sect-level masters also changed color in unison, as if they thought of something, and they all saw a trace of panic in each other's eyes. Ye Chen killed more than ten people in a row, and no one dared to take the initiative to rush forward.

"Let's go together, don't be afraid of him!"

"No matter how strong he is, he can't resist so many of us."

Feng Qi's face became extremely ugly, roaring wildly, the old man and Zhang Zhangjiao also gave an order to die, and now, either you die or I live, there is nothing to hesitate.

Ye Chen smiled, the expression on his face was extremely evil, when the fierce attacks from all directions struck again, he took three steps in a row, leaving behind afterimages like teleportation, and everywhere he passed, blood splashed, and the screams were endless.

The target of his killing this time was a clan-level master who had sneaked in and wanted to sneak attack him, and the scimitar in his palm was circling rapidly, instantly sealing the throat of a sect-level master who was about to sneak attack.

Ye Chen flashed a few times in a row on the spot, and when he saw the stitches, he appeared on the side of the other two sect-level masters like ghosts, the scimitar in his hand slashed, and a head rose to the sky, bringing a large rain of blood, and the corpse fell to the ground after his figure disappeared.

At the same time, Ye Chen's fist brought up a violent wind, and the power of the stars was condensed on the fist, and as soon as it rushed through, the heart of another sect-level master was suddenly shattered, and the corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

Blood splattered, and in a short period of time, the screams in the field continued to sound, and the blood had already stained the grass red.

Ye Chen's strength shocked everyone, even the sect-level masters were killed by him in seconds, the Yin Qi Old Man and Zhang Zhangjiao Sect in the back changed color, and Feng Qi subconsciously moved his footsteps, approaching the direction of the passage without a trace.

There are more than fifty people, not too much and not too little, among which there are more than 30 masters above the middle level of the division, and more than a dozen masters of the sect level gathered together, which can be regarded as a terrifying combat force.

These people also originally thought that they could grind Ye Chen to death with their numerical advantage, but they never expected that this would be the result, and more than twenty masters died in a short period of time.

The Shadow Elder on the high platform of Youtan was also shocked, and at this moment, he saw that seven or eight more masters had besieged Ye Chen in the center, and the heavy swords were pressed down.

However, in an instant, a bright light lit up the entire space, screaming again and again.

This is an indescribable picture, pointed by the sword, invincible.

The sword light finally dimmed, and the seven or eight people burst out in all directions with a burst of screams, like blown rubble.

In the same place, only a slender and thin figure stood quietly, and a blank area appeared around him, and all the people who had just been shot away were killed!

The huge gap in each other's strength, as well as Ye Chen's bloody and ruthless killing, made the people who were still alive frightened, and they all scattered in all directions with panicked faces.

Ye Chen didn't let them go, his body flickered, the sword flashed, the corpses fell one after another, and his clothes were also stained red with blood.

Burst!

The scimitar was ruthless, and when he saw the blood sealing his throat, a bloody arrow shot from the throat of a sect-level master.

Phew!

The sword light was like lightning, and the other person looked down in shock, only to see that the white stubble on his body was exposed, which was particularly dazzling and terrifying.

……

Ye Chen chased and killed all the way, and no one could stop him!

In the chaotic screams, in vain, several cold lights flickered one after another, bringing bursts of piercing sounds, and Ye Chen, who was in pursuit, suddenly stopped and turned around.

The old man in the back and other sect-level masters finally made a move.

Seeing Ye Chen stop, the remaining seven or eight ancient martial artists all desperately ran towards the direction of the passage, they just wanted to stay away from this devil now, the farther away the better.

Several sect-level masters such as the Yin Qi Old Man, Feng Qi and Zhang Zhangjiao also had similar thoughts, so they wouldn't play any hand-to-hand combat with Ye Chen.

Several sect-level masters all shook their arms, and cold light shot out all over the sky, sweeping towards Ye Chen.

More than 30 flying knives and countless silver needles reflected the cold blue light in the sun, turned into patches of dense poisonous rain, and smashed them on the head and face.

The cold sky is coming in an instant!

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and then expanded in an instant, and suddenly, he raised his arm, facing the dazzling cold, and the void was lightly touched!

Instantly!

With a soft sound of "pop", I saw that with Ye Chen's finger as the center, the void seemed to be a calm water surface, and ripples spread outward like ripples.

At first, it was very slight, and then it suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, a bright light curtain appeared, whether it was a flying knife or a poisonous needle, all of them were blocked out of the light curtain.

The thunderclap sounded incessantly, and all the hidden weapons fell to the ground!

This...... What's going on?

The old man and the others who originally wanted to take advantage of the situation all stopped, and everyone was shocked.

Such a strange scene is completely beyond the scope of their thinking and understanding.

They looked at Ye Chen's gaze as if they had seen a ghost, and then almost without thinking about it, they turned around and ran.

Such a terrifying combat power is not a means of ancient warriors at all, and it is even more incredible than any method they have seen before, this kind of method is not something that a mortal can make at all, and I don't know where this pervert came from! This is the common sentiment of almost everyone present!