The Flying Immortal God Dynasty has existed for tens of thousands of years, and the ancestors have produced saints, and there is a holy soldier left behind, sitting in the Flying Immortal God Dynasty.

A black mang flashed, and the black gold gong was sacrificed by Huangfu Haoyue, and it was pitch black all over, resembling a long whip, as if it had been dyed with ink.

Of course, this Wujin Gong is not a real holy soldier, just an imitation, which can only emit one-tenth of the power of the real Wujin Gong, and the golden Gong of Huangfu Haoyue is modeled after the Wujin Gong, and he wants to reproduce the glory of his ancestors.

Before Huangfu Haoyue left the Flying Immortal God Dynasty, just in case, he brought a copy of the black gold mace on his body, but he didn't expect to use it now.

However, even if it is an imitation of the Holy Soldier, it is far beyond the ordinary Yuanying level spirit treasure, Zhong Jiuli is holding a black gold mace, with his mid-Yuan Infant cultivation, he can regret the late Yuanying Monk!

"Emperor Ye Tian, with Wu Jin Gong here, even if you are a monk in the late Yuan Infant Period, you are not Zhong Xian's opponent at all!" Huangfu Haoyue sneered, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Ye Cheng defeated him with one punch, and he was really hit by Binghuang.

At this moment, Huangfu Haoyue's heart was full of resentment.

After this battle, he decided to kill everyone present and not let this matter get out, otherwise he would be known by the emperor of the Flying Immortal God Dynasty, and he would completely lose the opportunity to be the heir to the throne of the Flying Immortal God Dynasty!

The future emperor of the Flying Immortal Divine Dynasty must not have a stain on his body, let alone the fact that he was defeated by a monk in the late stage of Jindan with a punch by the Yuanying cultivator, it would make people laugh and shame the entire Flying Immortal Divine Dynasty!

Thinking of this, the killing intent in Huangfu Haoyue's eyes became even stronger, and he shouted in a low voice: "Zhong Feng, kill him!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Zhong Jiuli's old face was calm, he held the black gold mace, bowed to Huangfu Haoyue, and then stepped forward.

"Dang!"

Wu Jin Gong screamed, as if he was whimpering, the heavens and the earth changed color, and everyone present seemed to see it, thousands of troops and horses were coming, and the momentum was amazing.

"Emperor Ye Tian, this Wujin Gong is an imitation of the Holy Soldier! You can die under the Wujin Gong, you are proud enough!" Zhong Jiuli sighed in a deep voice.

At this moment, his momentum changed greatly, as if he was the protagonist of this world.

A terrifying coercion poured out, and people couldn't help but bow down!

Ye Cheng was not affected in the slightest, he stood there with his hands in his hands, his expression calm.

"Kill!"

Zhong Jiuli drank lightly, holding the black gold mace in the void a little, and the air was distorted, and a black divine light burst out, falling towards Ye Cheng's body,

"Boom!"

The earthquake trembled, as if it had been earthquaked, and the ground splashed more than ten meters of smoke and dust, covering an area of hundreds of square meters, and everyone retreated in horror, because the ground in front of them actually sank more than ten meters out of thin air, as if it had been bombarded by shells.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped.

The onlookers stared at each other, this is too terrifying, isn't it? The power of a single blow, can it be like this?

"Cheng'er?"

Everyone in the Ye family became nervous.

When the smoke cleared, the place was empty, and there was no one left, only a huge crater with a diameter of half a hundred and a depth of more than ten meters remained.

In the huge pit, there was no one, let alone Ye Cheng himself, not even a single hair of Ye Cheng could be seen.

"Hehe, vulnerable. Zhong Jiuli smiled proudly.

'It is worthy of being an imitation of the Holy Soldier, it wiped out Emperor Ye Tian with just one blow, if the real Wujin Gong is here, wouldn't the power be a hundred times terrifying?' Zhong Jiuli thought in his heart.

"Haha, this king thought how powerful this person was, but he didn't expect to be directly bombed into slag!" Huangfu Haoyue laughed wildly when he saw this.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Third Prince!"

Originally, in Huangfu Haoyue, the saint Liu Chan who was smashed by Ye Cheng's punch and fled far away, the saint Liu Chan in Chongxiao Cave, the saint Ji Yun of Antarctic Immortal Island, and several female angels in the West saw this, and they all returned to Huangfu Haoyue's side and laughed flatteringly.

"Master?" Bing Huang's lips turned slightly pale.

"Xiao Yezi, are you ......" Lin Jia's face was also very ugly.

Everyone in the Ye family was stunned in place, as if they were petrified, all staring at the depths of the giant pit, looking for Ye Cheng's figure.

"Don't look for it, the Wujin Gong is an imitation of the Holy Soldier, even if it is a Yuan Infant Stage monk, if you don't dodge or dodge, you will be killed by a single blow!

Huangfu Haoyue looked sarcastic and shook her head funny.

"Your Highness, since this person is dead, then the others present must not be let go!" Zhong Jiuli said in a low voice.

He has always supported Huangfu Haoyue to compete for the throne of the Flying Immortal God Dynasty, and the fact that Huangfu Haoyue was hit by Emperor Ye Tiandi with a punch and exploded his head is a big scandal that cannot be spread outside.

"The king knows. ”

Huangfu Haoyue nodded.

"Bendi has been standing here for a while, haven't you two noticed?"

Suddenly, a faint voice came, but it fell on the ears of the two of them, like ghosts.

"He's not dead!"

Everyone raised their heads excitedly, because the sound came from the sky, and they saw a figure standing there hundreds of meters in the air, looking down at everyone below.

Under the blow of Wu Jingong just now, everyone paid attention to the giant pit on the ground, and their inertial thinking was troubled, looking for Ye Cheng in the huge pit, who would have thought that Ye Cheng would appear at a height of hundreds of meters?

"Whew!"

The people who were worried about Ye Cheng all breathed a sigh of relief and smiled self-deprecatingly in their hearts.

'How could he have died like this, he was so powerful?'

"You!"

Zhong Jiuli's old face alternated blue and red, he didn't realize when Ye Cheng flew into the sky, and now Ye Cheng opened his mouth to sneer, which made a wave of anger rise in his heart.

"Whoa!"

Zhong Jiuli drove Wu Jin Gong again, he was really about to be blown up, the black light flashed, it was very extraordinary at a glance, the wave was like a knife, rippling towards Ye Cheng, the entire void trembled slightly, as if it was about to be torn apart by this imitation holy soldier.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Ye Cheng sneered, like a diver, he jumped down from a height of hundreds of meters, and at the same time punched out in the direction of Wu Jingong.

In Ye Cheng's fist, the divine light was shining, he used the essence blood of the Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor to refine his body, and the Heavenly Emperor's Dao body had already advanced horizontally into the Yuanying Advancement, and a mere imitation of the Holy Soldier also wanted to hurt him?

"Looking for death, I actually regret it with my body, aren't you afraid of a cold heart!"

The corners of Zhong Jiuli's eyes stretched slightly, and he looked up at the sky with a fool-like gaze.

The smile on the corner of his mouth had not disappeared, and the next moment, Ye Cheng's fist had already attacked.

"Bang. ”

The sharp blade of the Wujin Gong collided with Ye Cheng's fist, and it was not as Zhong Jiuli thought, Ye Cheng was pierced by him, but Wu Jingong trembled slightly.

"Click......"

A series of crisp sounds came, and Zhong Jiuli and Huangfu Haoyue's faces changed drastically at the same time.

"How is that possible!"

Zhong Jiuli's eyes bulged out, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Click!"

The black gold mace shattered and turned into countless pieces, which were scattered in all directions.

'How could his fist be harder than Wu Jin's fist?' This is an imitation of a holy soldier!Ten spirit treasures can't compare to it!' Zhong Jiuli thought, his brain was almost short-circuited, and even Ye Cheng's fist fell, forgetting to resist.

On the other side, Huangfu Haoyue is like a clay sculpture and wood carving, completely petrified.

"Bang!"

Ye Cheng's punch not only shattered Wu Jin's mace, but also directly penetrated Zhong Jiuli's chest.

Zhong Jiuli only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and reacted suddenly, but the next moment Ye Cheng's other punch landed on his eyebrows.

"Poof!"

A splash of blood fell, mixed with blood and bones, and Zhong Jiu Li Tang Tang Yuan Infant Middle Monk was smashed in the head by Ye Cheng's punch, and at the same time, along with the divine soul, perished.

"No!"

The Yuan Ying in Zhong Jiuli's body roared, rushed out of the body, and flew towards the sky, wanting to escape.

Although the soul is gone, the infant is still there.

"What's that?"

Seeing Zhong Jiuli Yuanying, who was only the size of a filled Coke bottle, the ordinary people who were watching were stunned, they were all amazed when they saw the monk's Yuanying for the first time.

"Want to go, is it possible?"

Ye Cheng flicked his fingers lightly, and a ray of essence gushed out from his fingertips, only shooting into Zhong Jiuli Yuanying's body, Zhong Jiuli Yuanying exploded, turned into a ball of aura, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Bell offerings!"

Huangfu Haoyue said in a trembling voice, his lips trembled slightly, Zhong Jiuli he relied on was dead, was there any chance of him still alive?

At this time, Ye Cheng, like the Hell Hades, was walking towards him!

"Daoyou and slow! You can't kill him, he is the third prince of the Flying Immortal God Dynasty, if you kill him, it will be equivalent to being the enemy of the entire Flying Immortal God Dynasty, today's matter, I can replace the three princes in charge, as long as you let us go, the Flying Immortal God Dynasty promises not to pursue today's matter!"

Suddenly, a Yuanying early stage monk wearing gold armor and holding a spear stood in front of Huangfu Haoyue and said quickly.

This person is the captain of the thirty Jindan guards, and he is the personal guard of Huangfu Haoyue.

"Noise!"

Ye Cheng's face sank, he opened his mouth and spit out, and the baby sword was spit out by him.

A green light flashed, and in an instant, this person died unexpectedly, and his head was cut off by the infant sword, and at the same time, a sword qi gushed out, directly scattering the yuan infant who escaped from the body.

In such a terrifying scene, Huangfu Haoyue trembled, and there was no longer the original arrogance!

Ye Cheng killed the two Yuan Babies of the Flying Immortal God Dynasty in a row, how could he be spared?

"You can't kill me, if you kill me, the Flying Immortal God Dynasty will not let you go, my father is the emperor of the Flying Immortal God Dynasty, a monk in the late Yuan Infant Dynasty, and there are holy soldiers in hand, if you kill me......"

Huangfu Haoyue said in horror, trembling like a quail at the same time, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Ye Cheng.

"Don't worry, this emperor will personally go to the Flying Immortal God Dynasty to kill the emperor, destroy the holy soldiers, and destroy the Flying Immortal God Dynasty!"

There was a chill in Ye Cheng's eyes.

What Huangfu Haoyue did was no longer touching his reverse scales, but had crossed Ye Cheng's bottom line.

Ye Cheng can even give up the position of the Emperor of Heaven, just to be reborn in this life and make up for his regrets, Huangfu Haoyue actually wants to kill his parents and relatives, and he also wants Jiang Mingyue to sleep.

With just these two points, the inheritance of the Flying Immortal God Dynasty should be cut off!

"What, you ......"

Huangfu Haoyue's pupils shrank sharply, as if she had eaten a dead child.

Ye Cheng was already impatient, and he pointed out, directly blasting the head of Huangfu Haoyue.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

Huangfu Haoyue's body Yuan Ying screamed in horror, his face was full of remorse and disbelief, Emperor Ye Tian actually said that he wanted to destroy the Flying Immortal God Dynasty?

A green light streaked by, and everything fell silent.

The audience was silent, everyone held their breath, the invincible Huangfu Haoyue, died like this?

(End of chapter)