"Bang!"

Chen Yufeng, a young man in purple, turned into an arc and flew out like a sandbag, knocking over several ladies who were dancing and playing music, Yingying Yanyan, screaming.

In the end, Chen Yufeng crashed into the wall of the Xingchen Pavilion, a prohibition lit up, and the golden light flashed, stopping him, otherwise with the power of Ye Cheng's slap, it was enough to make Chen Yufeng crash through the wall and fly out of the Xingchen Pavilion.

"What?"

Youruo Fairy, Zhao Yihuan, Ning Yuan of the Beichuan Ning clan and others were directly stunned, their eyes widened, they didn't expect that Ye Cheng would dare to shoot directly.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yufeng couldn't even bear Ye Cheng's slap.

"Poof!"

Chen Yufeng is not dead, but half of his face has been completely rotten, he got up from the ground and spit out more than a dozen bloody teeth, and the rotten face is rapidly recovering, and it didn't take long to recover as before, but Chen Yufeng's eyes were full of resentment when he looked at Ye Cheng.

"Who told you to get up? Get on your knees!"

Ye Cheng's expression was cold, and he said indifferently.

He is the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, these people don't know his identity, not to mention treating people with courtesy, if this group of people keeps a normal heart towards him, Ye Cheng will not put on a show too much, but Chen Yufeng made him kneel when he spoke, which is already a capital crime.

Chen Yufeng was only a monk in the middle stage of Jindan, and he could not be compared with Ye Cheng in the late stage of Jindan, but Ye Cheng slapped him away, so that he had no power to fight back, and Chen Yufeng was very aggrieved in his heart.

Now that Ye Cheng scolded again, Chen Yufeng felt even more depressed, as if a stone had been blocked in his chest, extremely uncomfortable.

"Ahh

Chen Yufeng's forehead was bruised, his emotions were directly out of control, he was from a humble background, so he cared more about dignity, in front of everyone, he was reprimanded by Ye Cheng like this, and he slapped him directly, making him lose his mind and pounce towards Ye Cheng.

"Huh!"

This time, Ye Cheng was really moved by murderous intent, he sneered, and a murderous aura spread.

"Presumptuous, Chinese sinner, what qualifications do you have to make a move here!" Zhao Yihuan scolded angrily, furious.

Chen Yufeng is his friend, just now Chen Yufeng scolded Ye Cheng, obviously to help him, but was slapped away by Ye Cheng, if Zhao Yihuan didn't come forward at this moment, if it was spread out, it would make everyone in the Ziwei Star Domain laugh.

Ye Cheng stood up, one hand behind his back, ignoring Zhao Yihuan at all, and the other hand was raised, and he slapped it neatly, in the eyes of everyone, it was as if Chen Yufeng himself had hit Ye Cheng's slap.

"Bang!"

Chen Yufeng was slapped on the Tianling cover by Ye Cheng, and the whole person flew out as just now. But this time he was not so lucky, when he flew in the air, his entire body exploded, turning into a rain of blood, and the Xingchen Pavilion, which was originally filled with purple qi and immortal light, was filled with the smell of blood.

"How do you ......"

Wang Youruoqiao's face was full of shock, she didn't expect that Ye Cheng would be so irritable and kill people at every turn.

She didn't know that since Ye Cheng came to the Ziwei Star Domain and learned about the history of the Chinese people, she had a fire in her heart, and she had no place to vent, Chen Yufeng bumped into him to find death, who could blame him?

On the other side, Zhao Yihuan trembled angrily, his handsome face was completely blackened, and he had already spoken, this Chinese sinner was not only good, but also killed.

"You...... What a guts!"

Zhao Yihuan gritted his teeth, these words were completely squeezed out of his teeth.

"Do you want to die too?"

Ye Cheng sneered, stood there with his hands in his hands, and calmly looked at the angry Zhao Yihuan, he had even killed a half-saint, and even a late Jindan monk dared to scold him in front of him?

"Hahaha, yes, yes, I'd like to see how you kill me!"

Zhao Yihuan laughed angrily, turned his hand into the clouds and covered his hands for the rain, opened his mouth, spit out a golden heavenly monument, and pressed towards Ye Cheng. Although Zhao Yihuan was angry, he was not stupid, Ye Cheng's slap just now contained the power of ten thousand jun, even if it was him, he couldn't bear it.

Therefore, as soon as Zhao Yihuan made a move, it was the most powerful killing move, and he didn't want to regret it with Ye Cheng's body.

This golden heavenly monument is a Yuanying spirit treasure, with his late Jindan cultivation, he should not have this kind of thing, but in Zhao Yihuan's family, there are saints in the distraction period, and they give one or two spirit treasures, which is not a problem.

"Bang!"

With a terrifying coercion, the Golden Heavenly Monument struck towards Ye Cheng, and the Star Pavilion crackled and almost disintegrated.

Ye Cheng's eyes were calm, looking at Zhao Yihuan like an ant, and then Ye Cheng punched out, regretting the golden heavenly monument.

"Click!"

There was a sound of metal cracking.

The Golden Heavenly Monument was hit by Ye Cheng's punch, and small cracks appeared on it, and between breaths, the cracks gradually expanded, and the last shot was out of control, and the Golden Heavenly Monument exploded and turned into golden fragments in the sky, which were actually shattered by Ye Cheng's punch.

"How is this possible!"

Zhao Yihuan was dumbfounded, trembling violently, as if he had seen a ghost, the late Jindan monk, smashed the Yuanying level spirit treasure with one punch, it was just like a fantasy, and no one would believe it if he said it.

But all this is really happening!

"Don't you want to see how I kill you?" Ye Cheng suddenly smiled.

"What do you want to do?"

Hearing Ye Cheng's words, Zhao Yihuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he retreated in horror.

"Kill you!"

Ye Chengli stepped forward, like a god of war, he opened his mouth coldly, with only two words.

"You dare, I'm ......"

Before Zhao Yihuan finished speaking, Ye Cheng had already made a move, and a slap fell, not wanting to listen to Zhao Yihuan's nonsense at all, and directly fell on his heavenly spirit cover, simply and neatly, without any hesitation.

Zhao Yihuan forgot his reaction in shock, his eyes slanted upward, and he watched Ye Cheng's slap slap on his Heavenly Spirit cover, and a sharp pain came.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yihuan's head exploded, and along with the divine soul, he was slapped away by Ye Cheng. Zhao Yihuan couldn't believe it until he died, how could Ye Cheng kill him, how could Ye Cheng dare to kill him?

He is in the crape myrtle star field, the strength of the younger generation ranks tenth, and within his Zhao clan, there is a saint of the distraction period, known as one of the twelve saints of crape myrtle, although he is not in this ancient star, but he is also in the crape myrtle star field.

"This ......"

The audience was silent, and in the Xingchen Pavilion, the silence was terrifying, and all the ladies who played were also stunned, unbelievable, Zhao Yihuan ...... Someone killed him......

They knew Zhao Yihuan's identity, it was the descendant of the Zhao clan! The ancient saint who was very much loved by the Zhao clan, but now he was smashed by someone and died here!

"Shhh

Ning Yuan of the Beichuan Ning clan rubbed his eyes vigorously, he gasped, felt that the cold air was bubbling up in his spine, and looked at Ye Cheng in shock.

"You...... You're ...... Kill Brother Zhao...... You...... I ......"

Ning Yuan stretched out a hand and pointed at Ye Cheng, he couldn't help but tremble, he felt difficult to breathe, panting, his face was red, his ears were red, he had goosebumps all over his body, and he couldn't even speak.

"You want to avenge him?" Ye Cheng stepped forward, his momentum compelling.

"No...... Nope!"

Ning Yuan was shocked, and kept retreating, almost jumping out of the Star Pavilion as if he was facing a great enemy.

is also a monk in the late stage of Jindan, Ning Yuan was afraid of being like this when he faced Ye Cheng, but no one present laughed at him, after all, Ye Cheng slapped the two Jindan to death, which had completely shocked them.

What's more, Zhao Yihuan's background is too big!

Ning Yuan's Beichuan Ning clan, although there are also saints in the town, but he is not very popular in the family, and his status is not as good as Zhao Yihuan in the Zhao family.

Wang Youruo stayed in place, she was originally like a fairy, delicate and boneless, but at the moment her delicate body was stiff there, feeling like the jade feet were filled with lead, unable to move a point, until now, Wang Youruo has not reacted, Zhao Yihuan was actually killed.

'The people of the Chinese nationality are stronger than everyone in the same realm!'

In Wang Youruo's heart, he suddenly thought absurdly that when Dayi Tianzun was still alive, there was a sentence about the Chinese people circulating in the Ziwei Star Domain.

'He really did it, slapping Zhao Yihuan to death, but this is too incredible!'

Then, Wang Youruo was shocked, the pupils in his beautiful eyes shrank slightly, and he looked up at Ye Cheng and said, "Ye Cheng, you are in a big trouble!"

Before Ye Cheng could answer, Wang Youruo was confused, and his face was complicated.

"No, if this continues, even my clan will be affected, at this time, you must report to my father immediately, you don't move around in the Star Pavilion now, your current situation is too dangerous!"

After Wang Youruo took a deep look at Ye Cheng, he stomped his jade feet and left the Star Pavilion. Ning Yuan and the other young generations of the Ziwei Star Domain all followed behind the Youruo Fairy in fear, as if fleeing for their lives.

......

There is a sun and five ancient stars of life in the Ziwei Star Domain, namely: Ziwei Main Star, Tianji, Wuqu, Tiantong, and Lian Zhen Four secondary ancient stars of life.

Ye Cheng's Tiantong Star is three times the size of today's Earth, while the Ziwei Main Star and Tianji Star are dozens of times larger than the Earth!

At the same time that Zhao Yihuan was killed by Ye Cheng, on the 'Wuqu' star of the Ziwei Star Domain, the ancestral land of the Zhao family, the mountains and thousands of ravines, the fairy aura was swirling, and the sun was shining, and ordinary monks were not qualified to enter this place at all.

A piece of palace tile towers, bucket arches and cornices, like the building of the heavenly palace, standing on the top of the mountain, as if eternal.

"Bang!"

In an eighty-eight-story jade pagoda, the natal god card belonging to Zhao Yihuan suddenly appeared cracks, trembling slightly, and then bang, it exploded violently, and the people of the Zhao clan who looked at the jade pagoda of the god brand in surprise looked panicked and shocked.

"It's Zhao Yihuan's magic card, oh my God!"

A piece of news spread within the Zhao clan, and as soon as it came out, it was like a hurricane passing through, sweeping the entire ancestral land of the Zhao clan in an instant.

The most outstanding young man of the Zhao clan, ranked tenth among the young generation of the Ziwei Star Domain, and Zhao Yihuan, who was designated as the future successor of the Zhao clan, actually died.

Zhao Yihuan's death alarmed the Holy Lord of the Zhao clan, because the relationship was too big!

At this moment, the Holy Lord of the Zhao Clan stood in the Divine Jade Pagoda, silent, and a large number of people of the Zhao Clan knelt down under his feet, and the holy power was pervasive, and everyone was trembling, like quails, trembling.

Deathly silence.

The current patriarch of the Zhao clan was prostrate on the ground deeply, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, for fear of angering this old ancestor.

Originally, the Holy Lord of the Zhao clan was in retreat, but because of this incident, he was out of the customs ahead of schedule.

The Holy Lord of the Zhao clan almost cultivated Zhao Yihuan as a personal disciple, Zhao Yihuan only cultivated in the later stage of Jindan, and taught him the spiritual treasure of the Yuanying level, once Zhao Yihuan became a Yuanying monk, the Holy Lord of the Zhao clan had already decided to personally cultivate him.

Now, it's too late to say anything, Zhao Yihuan has been killed outside, and the natal god card is broken into several pieces, and it is bleak on it, it can be seen that not only Zhao Yihuan is dead, but even his soul has been destroyed!

"Ancestor ......"

The patriarch of the Zhao clan trembled and crawled to the feet of the holy lord of the Zhao clan.

The Holy Lord of the Zhao Clan's eyes were calm, when he reached his realm, there was nothing that could make him angry, Zhao Yihuan was dead, but he just felt a pity, and had no other thoughts. The saint can live for ten thousand years, and he believes that in the future, among the Zhao family, there will be more outstanding talents than Zhao Yihuan.

However, Zhao Yihuan was killed, but it can't be counted like this.

The Zhao clan is one of the twelve ancient clans of the crape myrtle galaxy, and the holy lord of the Zhao clan ranks seventh among the 'twelve saints of crape myrtle', not up or down, but in the entire crape myrtle star field, no one has dared to kill the heirs of the Zhao family!

Not to mention, Zhao Yihuan is the next successor handpicked by the Holy Lord of the Zhao Clan.

"The next time I go out, I'm going to see the body of the murderer. After the Holy Lord of the Zhao Clan left this sentence, he left abruptly.

Although he said very calmly, the ancient saint opened his mouth and had already sentenced a person to death!

(End of chapter)