This ancient city is also very prosperous, with people hustling on the streets, and there are monks coming and going. There are not a single mortal, and there are many great masters among them. Along the way, they saw more than one quasi-saint.

There are many people on the street.

Looking closely, the pedestrians watching were all pointing at a ragged woman.

The woman was about twenty years old, barefoot, with her hair messy hair, holding a steamed bun in her hands, and walking on the street trembling while gnawing. With her ragged clothes, she looked like a beggar begging for food.

She seemed to have been stimulated by some irritation, and she was a little nervous. While she lowered her head to chew on the steamed buns, she would sometimes look up at the people around her in horror, as if she was afraid of everything in this world.

Everyone on both sides of the street looked disgusted. Many people had already covered their noses, hiding far away like hiding stars, and kept talking dirty, wishing that the woman would die immediately.

However, there were two people who did not dodge and instead blocked the middle of the road.

They were two big bearded men, fierce and evil, just like two robbers licking blood at the tip of a knife.

They did not shy away at all. They each touched their chins and looked at her up and down. There was lust in their fierce eyes. The evil light flashed, as if they didn't mind taking the female beggar back for enjoyment.

"Little girl, come with me!" A big man smiled and showed a disgusting big yellow teeth.

The woman seemed to be frightened and curled up in her arms. Especially when she saw the fierce and vicious man's smile, her whole body was trembling.

"I will treat you well." The man stepped forward and smiled lewdly and cruelly. He poked out his big hand to push away the woman's messy hair, but he was avoided like a nerve reaction of the woman.

"I'm shameless." The big man's face immediately turned fierce and he suddenly raised his slap.

However, the big man's palm was swung down and he was controlled by a hand that suddenly appeared.

The next moment, the man felt his body lose balance, and then his feet left the ground and was thrown at Xutian. Before he could even land, he burst into blood mist in Xutian.

you....!

The other man suddenly changed his expression and wanted to escape, but a divine light shot from behind him.

puff!

The blood flowers bloomed, and another great man turned into a blood mist.

The picture was very bloody, which made the people on both sides tremble. They looked at the two people who took action, one young man and the other bald, and it was Ye Chen and Long Yi who came to find the reincarnation.

Ye Chen stepped forward and wanted to touch the woman's cheek.

The woman dodged away again, stumbled back and looked at Ye Chen with horror, holding the steamed buns in her hand tightly, as if Ye Chen rushed forward to grab her food.

Ye Chen's nose felt sour, and tears were still flowing in his eyes. He suddenly stepped forward and carried the woman into his arms.

The woman wanted to break free, but Ye Chen hugged her even tighter, "Don't be afraid of Shihua, senior brother is here."

A warm word made the woman who was still struggling tremble, raised her cheeks, and saw a vicissitudes of face through her messy hair. She looked a little confused.

Don't be afraid!

Ye Chen smiled even more and patted her back gently.

The woman stopped resisting and stared at the face in a daze. His arms were very warm.

Seeing this scene, people around him were talking again, pointing at Ye Chen and Lin Shihua and others. Seeing Ye Chen hugging her, more people covered their noses and looked disgusted.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here." Long Yi got angry and scolded, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Young man, be careful when speaking so as not to cause any harm to death." Youyou said, an old man in purple, with a somewhat gloomy tone, and he was a little angry at Long Yi's scolding.

"Everyone, whoever kneels down and apologizes to her, will die." Ye Chen held Lin Shihua in one hand, with a faint expression and plain words. Lin Shihua is the reincarnation of Da Chu. He died in Da Chu for the people of all realms a hundred years ago, but now he is in this way. The people they protected all showed disgust towards her. How could he not be angry?

"A imperial realm, it's such a big tone." It was the old man in purple who scolded him again, and his voice shook the earth.

However, in the next second, his head was separated from his body. His rolling head and his eyes were full of incredible. His dignified sixth level of heaven was instantly killed.

"This..." The people present changed their qualities. That was an imperial realm!

"Kneeling is not kneeling." Ye Chen said lightly.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone frowned, and someone even whispered, "Can't we afford to mess with us?"

However, the man took a step and was penetrated by a divine light.

The man stared at the blood hole in his chest in a daze, his eyes highlighted, unbelievable, and fell on the spot and died instantly.

"My friend, it's too much." A gray-haired old man at the peak of the imperial realm said coldly.

"In a word, kneeling is not kneeling." Ye Chen's words were still plain.

"Looking for death." The gray-haired old man shouted angrily, slashing the sky with his palm, but was knocked over by Ye Chen with a wave of his hand and flew back hundreds of feet. When he landed on the ground, he was still covered in blood.

hiss!

The scene was filled with gasping sounds, which shocked Ye Chen's combat power and his ruthless means.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Amid the shock, fairy rays shone everywhere, and the standing figures turned into blood mist.

Kneel, let’s kneel!

Immediately, someone knelt on the ground with a pounce. If he didn't kneel, they would be the one who was killed. Although they didn't know what Ye Chen had to do with this female beggar, they knew that kneeling down would make you live.

However, not everyone kneeled down, and there were still some people standing there coldly.

Ye Chen did not speak, held Lin Shihua with one hand and waved her with the other. Wherever he passed, there was no standing person, only bursting blood mist, and anyone who was still standing was destroyed in pieces.

Kneel, let’s kneel!

Now, those hard-working people also hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Ye Chen stood still and stood quietly in place.

There are still no kneeling people in this ancient city. There are two restaurants on the left, four restaurants not far away, one restaurant behind, and one restaurant in the east.

They are all quasi-saints. At this moment, they are tasting the wine calmly and don’t care about Ye Chen’s killing at all. They seem to know that Ye Chen dare not attack them, and are very confident in their combat power.

"The eight above, come down." Ye Chen said lightly, "Kneel down and apologize to her."

"My friend, the arrogant person, has no good ending." A purple-clothed quasi-saint said casually, and still savored the wine in a calm manner. "People who are too murderous will never be able to achieve the right result."

Ye Chen didn't say anything and stepped on the ground lightly.

Immediately, the ancient city trembled, and the standing restaurants collapsed under Ye Chen's foot.

Now, the eight quasi-saints all came down and landed on the ground.

It was still the quasi-saint in purple, gently stroking his beard and looking at Ye Chen, his words were misty, "You can choose a way to die."

Ye Chen said nothing, shrank into an inch in one step, and instantly rushed to the quasi-saint in purple clothes before his death.

you....!

The purple-clothed quasi-saint who was still calm and gentle at the last moment changed immediately. He didn't know that Ye Chen had such mysterious body skills, and even his quasi-saint's cultivation level could not be understood.

puff!

Blood splattered, and half of the body of the purple-clothed quasi-saint was blown into blood mist by Ye Chen's punch.

The old man in purple retreated, and before he could even settle down, a domineering immortal light had already shot through his pill sea. His quasi-saint's cultivation level was instantly destroyed.

I...my cultivation level!

The purple-clothed quasi-saint roared, and could not accept this fact.

Bang!

After all, even though Ziyi Quasi-Saint was unable to hold on, she knelt on the ground with a bang.

He was completely ruined. He was no longer a noble quasi-saint, but a complete waste.

Perhaps, it was not until this moment that he truly understood what regrets. He was invincible in the world by maintaining his quasi-saint cultivation, but he had never even had a move in the hands of an imperial realm. If he had known Ye Chen was so strong, he would not have pretended to be so strong that he should have knelt down honestly and would not have suffered such a disaster.

This...this...!

The other seven quasi-saints retreated one after another, their expressions pale. Ye Chen's strength was far beyond their expectations. A quasi-saint was actually overwhelmed with all their cultivation levels.

As they retreated, the seven quasi-saints suddenly turned around and each stepped onto Xutian. Since they could not afford to offend, they could only escape.

However, they had just stepped into Xutian and were pressed down by a golden hand covering the sky.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Seven immortal lights flew, blood splattered one after another, and the cultivation of the seven quasi-saints was also destroyed on the spot.

I...my cultivation level!

The roar shook the sky and the earth. They were no longer the quasi-saints who were arrogant, but also became a complete waste. This was more painful than killing them. Cultivation was their life!

Seeing this, Long Yi sneered, "Let you not kneel down, this is what you asked for."

ah....!

The seven quasi-saints roared in pain and all collapsed on the ground, only then did they know what regrets they were. If they kneel down, there would be no such disaster. As Long Yi said, these were all their own efforts.

At this point, there were no more people standing in this ancient city kneeling down one after another, and everyone was trembling, just like Lin Shihua before, with pale faces and terror.

Ye Chen left, holding Lin Shihua, who was still trembling with fear in his eyes.

She was not resisting, and let Ye Chen pull it. The warm big hand gave her endless warmth, making her not want to resist, and she felt that the young man in front of her was extremely friendly.

Why! Why!

Behind him, the eight quasi-saints roared and roared, heart-wrenching, "We have no grudges and no grudges with you, why is this?"

Ye Chen walked out of the ancient city and disappeared, but a misty, majestic and cold words were passed back, "The survival of the people in the ten thousand worlds was fought for with ninety million heroic souls. She is one of them. Every mountain, every river, every tree, every grass, every flower, every creature, including you, owes them."
Chapter completed!