The sword pierced the void and disappeared in the darkness.

This is a Martial Emperor master's shot, this sword amazed countless ordinary disciples of Tiantumen, and even many people widened their eyes, trying to grasp the trajectory of this sword and learn the mystery of this sword.

For ordinary Tiantumen disciples, this kind of actual combat between masters is very rare, and observing it once more will be of great benefit to their cultivation.

"This kid is too big to dare to turn his back on so many masters. ”

Countless thoughts surged in the hearts of the disciples of Tiantumen, they saw that Yechen was too young, younger than most of them, such a person would be subconsciously despised, Yeyan Xiachen had lost the opportunity, and the master behind Yechen was so powerful in the hearts of everyone.

Yechen turned around and faced the stabbing long sword, just a simple straight punch blasted out, the straight punch didn't have any fancy fancy, and the fist collided with the blade.

Countless people seemed to see the sword of Elder Yihemen submerged in Yechen's arm, you know, it is a magic weapon of a Martial Emperor, how can flesh and blood be able to fight against it.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound of metal shattering between Yechen and Elder Yihemen, and the sword that flashed with silver light was actually shattering inch by inch, and then everyone saw Yechen's punch slamming into Elder Yihemen's chest, and the fist slammed into his chest and blasted out from behind.

Elder Yi Hemen looked at Yechen in disbelief, he couldn't imagine how his sword could be shattered, how could the fist speed of the person who came be so fast, that he didn't even have time to dodge.

A mouthful of blood spit out, and Elder Yi Hemen's whole body fell back to the back, and his body fell to the ground with a "bang".

Yechen's right hand detached from the wound in his chest, and there was not a trace of blood in his right hand that penetrated his chest.

"How so. "Countless people can't believe what is happening in front of them.

The smell of blood spread, waking up countless members of the Tiantu Sect who were watching the battle, and they looked at Yechen with shocked expressions, unable to imagine how Yechen could kill an elder of the Yihe Sect so easily, it was an elder of a fifth-level sect.

All kinds of expressions appeared on the faces of the members of Tiantumen, the most was envy and jealousy, Yechen was so young, how much they wished that they could also kill a Martial Emperor with a gesture like Yechen, this was something they only dared to dream of.

The scene fell into an eerie silence, even the many masters who came were also shocked, their strength was stronger than the members of Tiantumen, and they were more able to appreciate the horror of Yechen.

As Yechen's gaze swept by, most people's nerves tensed instantly, and some people subconsciously took a step back, as if facing a great enemy.

The face of the master of the Heyi Sect was blue and purple, and he really wanted to avenge the elders of his sect, but the strength of Yechen deeply shook him, and then he turned his attention to Lian Qishan for help.

Lian Qishan was still sitting in his position, looking at Yechen's sad back with an indifferent face, there was no joy or sadness on his face, his eyes seemed to be watching a clown performing, and said lightly: "I didn't expect that you would dare to come out by yourself, your courage is beyond the expectations of this seat." You are very young, and it stands to reason that you should not be a nobody in the Bright Camp, so report your name so that I can let the people of the Bright Camp erect a well-dressed grave for you. ”

"You don't have the right to know my name. ”

"Oh, a hidden man, I'm not interested in your name anymore. ”

Yechen turned around silently, looked at Lian Qishan, and said lightly: "Are you, the one who collects taxes?

"Not bad!" Lian Qishan replied silently.

"Can all the taxes be collected?" Yechen asked again.

Lian Qishan said lightly: "Yue Haimen is the last stop, originally collected the taxes from Tiantu Gate under Yue Haimen, and this seat can go back, but I didn't expect your appearance so that this seat can find interesting things to do halfway." ”

A happy smile appeared on Yechen's face, and he said with a smile: "It seems that so many taxes are on you." ”

"Oh, are you interested?" Lian Qishan looked at Yechen with a playful expression, "Or rather, you kid dared to hit the body of this seat, and your courage shocked this seat again." ”

"How many, can you tell me how many? I'm interested. Yechen walked slowly towards Lian Qishan step by step and stood still in front of him.

"A total of 1,800 pieces, plus the two hundred pieces that this seat has collected for many years, there are 2,000 pieces, boy, very exciting?" Lian Qishan's face began to emerge with a thick sarcasm, and his eyes looking at Yechen were full of contempt, in his opinion, since Yechen came, then he couldn't escape from his palm, and he was not in a hurry to kill.

"Two thousand, ten fourth-level sects. Yechen's face was slightly disappointed, "Originally, only Level 4 sects were accepted, if only you could receive taxes from Level 1 and Level 2 sects." ”

Imagine that a third-level sect can receive thousands of origin fruits, then the origin fruits collected by a second-level sect should be enough to promote themselves to the rank of martial saint.

His current goal is to step into the Martial Saint first and have the combat power of the Martial Emperor, which is also a goal that must be completed in a short period of time.

For the city of Jiangyin.

"Hahahaha!" Lian Qishan laughed, "This is the best joke I've ever heard, boy, in front of this seat, haven't you realized yet?"

Yechen did not follow Qishan's words, but set his eyes on Zhao Zhen's brothers and sisters.

Zhao Zhen and the others glared back viciously, their faces full of sarcastic sneers.

Yechen sighed softly: "Hatred will always make people get carried away, Yurou pleaded for you before letting you go, you don't even know how to hide, it's really stupid." ”

"Hmph!" Zhao Zhen said coldly, "Killing my parents is not a matter of heaven, as long as our brothers and sisters are alive, you don't want to be stable one day." But in the future, we don't have to worry about our brothers and sisters, there is Lord Lian, today is the end of the world, Lord Lian has promised us, and then our brothers and sisters can each stab you. ”

"It's a filial son. Yechen said lightly, "It's just that you're afraid that you're going to be disappointed, and these ant-like existences in front of you can help me." These people are just flocks of lambs in my eyes, although they have lost some weight...... I want to thank the three of you, without you, they wouldn't have come here, even the adults will leave soon after collecting the taxes, and the two thousand Origin Fruits will leave me, you guys, it's very good. ”

"Disperse yell, and this seat will strike out, lest you hurt the innocent. Lian Qishan's voice sounded slowly, and after hearing his order, the masters of the ten sects dispersed in all directions at the same time, and only Yechen and Xiaocui were left in the entire square outside the door.

Lian Qishan got up from his seat and walked towards Yechen step by step, the killing intent on his body slowly spreading.

All the rest of the people watching the battle looked at Lian Qishan's body, their faces were filled with strong excitement, in their hearts, Lian Qishan was a peerless master, and it was a rare opportunity for everyone present to see him shoot.

(End of chapter)