"Huh, the Ancient Clan!"

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly, and they hurriedly retreated, not daring to stand in front of the teleportation array, they were just ordinary casual cultivators, or monks from small sects, when they saw the people of the twelve ancient clans, it was too late to walk around, where did they dare to come up?

Ye Cheng frowned, and stood in place with his negative hands, without any intention of letting go.

Everyone got out of the way and retreated into the crowd, only Ye Cheng stood in the middle of the field with his hands in his hands, which was very eye-catching.

This monk in the early stage of Jindan was anxious, and said angrily: "Young man, if you don't get out of the way, the big man who teleported over for a while will see you blocking the way, maybe he will be furious, don't you want to die!"

Although this Jin Dan was very angry, Ye Cheng could hear that he had no malicious intent, but was a little worried that Ye Cheng's tone was inside, and Ye Cheng ignored it.

As soon as the Jindan early stage monk finished speaking, dozens of figures walked out of the teleportation array at the same time, and the first one of them, dressed in a purple robe and wearing a jade crown, showed an amazing momentum, which made everyone lower their heads, not daring to look at him.

The purple-robed man, who was a powerful man in the late Yuan Infant period, raised his head high, glanced around, and suddenly found that not far ahead, a young man was standing there, and he couldn't help frowning.

"It's over!"

Seeing this, the early Jindan monks who managed the teleportation array complained bitterly.

"Young man, no one reminded you, is it time to give way?" the purple-robed man said with a smile.

He is an uncle of the Zhao clan, and he is quite prestigious in the clan, this time Zhao Yihuan died, the ancient saint of the Zhao clan spoke, before the next retreat, he wanted to see the body of the murderer, and no one dared to disobey the Zhao clan.

According to the news, Zhao Yihuan died in the Wang family of Tiantongxing, and after the patriarch of the Zhao clan learned the news, he immediately sent this person to the Wang family.

As soon as he got out of the teleportation array, he encountered an eyeless young man blocking the way, and the purple-robed man's mood would not be too good.

"It's up to you to get out of the way, I'm going to use the teleportation array. Ye Cheng said lightly.

He is the Emperor of Heaven, who does he need to make way for?

"What?" the purple-robed man was stunned.

Not only him, but the monks who were watching around, including the early Jindan monks who were guarding this teleportation array, originally all bowed their heads, not daring to look at the purple-robed man and the others, but after Ye Cheng said this, everyone raised their heads suddenly, one by one, and looked at Ye Cheng in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Oh my God, is he crazy? He actually talked like this to the Zhao clan's Yuanying power......

Everyone lost their minds for a while.

"Huh!"

The purple-robed man sneered, without any superfluous nonsense, and went straight to the action.

He stretched out a large hand, which was full of essence, like a mountain, which could cut through the sky and make the void around him collapse.

The surrounding monks fell to their knees like waves, they were less than twenty zhang away from the purple-robed man, this kind of coercion in the late Yuan Infant period, they couldn't bear it at all, just when everyone thought that Ye Cheng would be slapped into a pulp, Ye Cheng made a move.

Ye Cheng raised his hand slightly, understated, and responded with a punch.

"Click!"

There was a sound of bones cracking, and the purple-robed man screamed, his big hand was directly twisted and deformed, if he hadn't sensed the danger and withdrew this hand in time, he was afraid that he would have been shattered by Ye Cheng's punch.

"Shhh

"How is this possible!"

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped, and their backs were cold, and they were terrified.

"This young man ...... Is it really the late cultivation of Jindan? It actually smashed the powerful palm of the late Yuan Ying with one punch...... What the hell is going on with him?" said a monk in his early infancy, his mouth growing, in disbelief.

Although Ye Chengxiu is only in the late stage of Jindan, the Heavenly Emperor Dao Body has already entered the Yuanying realm, and under the saint-level body, no matter who comes, it is not enough to see.

If the saint does not use supernatural powers, mana, and holy soldiers, and only relies on the physical body, Ye Cheng will be able to use the strength of the late stage of Jindan to regret the ancient saint!

The purple-robed man's palm recovered in an instant, and he said in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Chinese, Ye Cheng. ”

Ye Cheng spoke lightly, his face calm.

"What, it's you!"

The purple-robed man's eyes widened in shock, and the surrounding onlookers and monks all exploded one by one, and they began to discuss fiercely, as if they were holding an extremely lively event.

"My God, I think now that Zhao Yihuan doesn't seem to have died at a loss! In the late stage of the Chinese Jindan who killed him, most of them were this person, one punch could shatter the powerful palm of the late Yuan Infant, how could Zhao Yihuan be able to stop it?"

"It is rumored that the Chinese monks are almost invincible in the same realm, and the Great Yi Tianzun of the Chinese clan back then took the peak Tianzun cultivation as a hard regret over the Mahayana monks of the Jinwu royal family!"

"But in the late stage of Jindan, he can smash the fist of the late Yuan Infant monk with one punch, is this unrealistic?"

"How unrealistic, didn't you see it with your own eyes?"

Everyone talked for a while, and many people turned their eyes on the purple-robed man of the Zhao clan, as if they were wondering if he was a monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

"The performance of this young Chinese reminds me of a person!" said a monk with great solemnity.

Everyone was stunned and asked curiously, "Who?"

"Ziwei Main Star, the Ling family's Five Elements Spirit Body, the first person in the younger generation of Ziwei Star Domain, Ling Xiao!"

Hearing this person's name, Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, before he became the Emperor of Heaven, he swept through all walks of heaven, and the first fierce enemy he encountered was the Five Elements Spirit Body of the Ziwei Star Domain, Ling Xiao!

Even Ye Cheng has a very high evaluation of Ling Xiao, if it weren't for Ling Xiao's defeat at his hands, he could at least become a Mahayana monk.

In the previous life, Ye Cheng and Ling Xiao fought in the depths of the starry sky for three months before they killed Ling Xiao.

As for feathering into an immortal, Ye Cheng felt that Ling Xiao did not have this talent.

Zeus on the earth also has the Five Elements Spirit Body, but at that time, the cultivation order of the earth was locked, even Zeus could not break through the shackles on his body, and he was stuck in the peak realm of the earth immortals, and was finally beheaded by Ye Cheng.

If Zeus is in the crape myrtle star field, it is not necessarily worse than Ling Xiao.

"What? It's impossible, you look up to this Chinese person too much, the Ling family's Five Elements Spirit Body is only one hundred and twenty-five years old this year, and last year the Ling Family announced to the outside world that the Five Elements Spirit Body has entered the Yuan Infant Realm! There is gossip that the Ling family's Five Elements Spirit Body, cultivated in the late stage of Jindan, can cross the moat, and it is hard to regret that the Yuan Infant Middle Stage Cultivator, and now that he has successfully married a baby, he can be called a Ban Half Saint!" A middle-aged man who knew some secrets shook his head slightly.

Ordinary monks, three hundred years old condensed primordial infants, are all considered talented, and the five elements spirit body is one hundred and twenty-five years old condensed primordial infants, and has already broken the record of the crape myrtle star field. For monks, before the age of 300, they can be called young people.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and everyone gathered over, no longer paying attention to Ye Cheng and the purple-robed man in the field.

"What you said is true? Yuan Ying can be called a demi-saint in the early stage, my God, if the Five Elements Spirit Body is sanctified, how terrifying is that strength? I'm afraid that the other eleven of the twelve ancient clans will have to bow down to the Ling family!"

"Otherwise, what do you think? The Ling family is now fully cultivating this Five Elements Spirit Body, and at all costs, the spirit stones spent every day are calculated in astronomical amounts, and even the Ling Family's ancient saint personally acts as the protector of this Five Elements Spirit Body, and I heard that this son has the intention of winning the Heavenly Venerable!"

"Hey! It is extremely difficult to become a saint, for thousands of years, there have only been twelve ancient saints in the Ziwei Star Domain, and his goal has directly crossed the saint realm, which is intended for Tianzun?"

"Hmph, don't forget that the Five Elements Spirit Body is naturally close to the power of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and its cultivation speed is several times or even ten times that of ordinary monks, and it is a sure thing for this son to become a saint!"

Everyone got carried away and discussed, their excited old faces turned crimson and panted, as if they were the Five Elements Spirit Body himself, completely ignoring the feelings of the purple-robed man of the Zhao clan.

The purple-robed man's forehead was bruised, and he said angrily: "Have you said enough!"

This roar was like thunder, rumbling, shaking the people who discussed the most fiercely, blood surging from their mouths and noses, and their whole bodies trembled.

One of the mid-stage Jindan monks, who had meant to ridicule the purple-robed man in his words just now, was shocked to the point that his body exploded, and his broken bones and flesh flew sideways, turning into a blood mist in the sky.

The rest of the gossipy monks also closed their mouths, their faces were pale, and they lowered their heads, not daring to say a word again, for fear of angering this late Yuan Infant powerhouse again.

There was silence in the entire teleportation plaza.

The purple-robed man of the Zhao clan had flames in his eyes, glared at Ye Cheng angrily, and shouted: "Chinese boy, the Holy Ancestor of my clan said that the next time you go out of the customs, you will see your corpse, you should bow down and wait to be killed!"

After saying this, the purple-robed man's body was filled with a murderous aura, and a terrifying majesty swept away, like a stormy wave, and the surrounding monks kept retreating, almost escaping from this square.

Ye Cheng stood there with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed slightly, and said calmly: "Get out of the way, this emperor will let you live." ”

"What?"

"That's crazy, isn't it...... The late monk of Jindan said that the monk of the late Yuan infant period would have a way to live?"

Everyone was stunned and dumbfounded, one by one, as if in a dream, it felt unreal, and they plucked out their ears hard, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

At the same time, Wang Qifeng and Wang Youruo's father and daughter got the news that Ye Cheng was blocked in front of the teleportation square by the late Yuanying monks of the Zhao clan, and the two immediately left the Wang family and rushed towards the teleportation square, just to see this scene.

"Dad, what did he just say, do you want to let the late Yuan Infant Monk live?"

The pupils in Wang Youruo's beautiful eyes shrank slightly, she was ethereal and immortal, as follows the mortal fairy, known as one of the most beautiful people in the crape myrtle star field, at this moment Wang Youruo has a small mouth like a cherry, and she can stuff goose eggs when she opens it.

Wang Qifeng was also stunned, if Ye Cheng was a half-saint cultivator, he would not be surprised at all if he said such a thing, but in the late stage of Jindan, he actually said wildly, wanting to let the monks of the late Yuan Infant stage live?

Suddenly, Wang Qifeng was surprised: "Youruo, didn't you tell me that this person smashed Zhao Yihuan's Yuanying Lingbao with a single punch in his flesh?"

"yes...... His physical body is too strong......" Wang Youruo nodded.

"Hey, that's right, if it's just a physical body, this son can't really kill a monk in the late Yuan Infant period!" Wang Qifeng suddenly gasped.

"What? how could this be ......" Wang Youruo was completely stunned.

Meanwhile.

"Haha, let me live?"

The purple-robed man laughed wildly, he shook his head while laughing, and finally tears came out of his eyes, his face sank suddenly, and he shouted: "Chinese boy, do you think that you can kill me if you break my palm while I'm not paying attention?"

"You're too noisy, let's kill you. Ye Cheng said lightly.

"Look for death!"

The purple-robed man was furious, and sacrificed his Yuan Infant Spirit Treasure, which was a red gold battle axe, blooming with a cold light, dazzling, this axe was sacrificed at the same time, the power was extremely terrifying, it seemed that even the sun, moon and stars could be cut down by this axe.

"Slash!"

The purple-robed man held a red gold battle axe and slashed towards Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng's face was calm, he stomped lightly under his feet, and said, "Kill the baby sword, kill!"

"Whoosh!"

A green mang rushed out of Ye Cheng's body, cutting through the void, transcending the time limit, and the speed was incredible.

"Poof!"

The blood flashed, a bloody head flew up, clean and neat, and Ye Cheng slashed the power of the late Yuan infant with a sword.

The whole square is dead silent, and time seems to be forbidden!