Ye Chen said it was too late, and the black-faced Leopard King was so scared that he was so scared!
He almost subconsciously took several steps back, then suddenly turned around and ran down the mountain desperately.
He had just seen Ye Chen's method of killing the Golden Lion King.
A piece of stone can kill a six-star warrior.
If I don’t run away, I’m afraid I will repeat the Golden Lion King’s mistakes.
However, he turned around and had not yet taken two steps, he felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, and then he lost all consciousness.
The black-faced Leopard King died very simply and almost died in the flash, so he did not suffer any pain.
However, in the eyes of other soldiers in Wanlong Palace, the death of the Black-faced Leopard King is really miserable!
Ye Chen used a pebble to penetrate his brain directly.
What's even worse was that pebbles shot into the back of his head and blasted out from his face, blasting a blood hole as big as a fist in the middle of his entire face!
His nose was gone, and his eyeballs were also squeezed out of his eye sockets by the huge force of pebbles!
At this moment, everyone in Wanlong Palace was completely shocked by Ye Chen!
One of the four war kings in Wanlong Palace had lost one in the Middle East, but now one is destroyed and two are killed!
At this point, all the four battle kings in Wanlong Palace have fallen.
Among the remaining people, besides Wan Pojun, the strongest one is just the five-star warrior. Who is Ye Chen's opponent?
Ye Chen looked at a group of extremely panicked soldiers in Wanlong Palace and said coldly: "You have been practicing hard for many years to have the current cultivation level. If you don't want the hard work of so many years to ruin it, give it to me all.
Take a step back!"
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, nearly a hundred people retreated without hesitation.
The only thing that didn't move was Wan Pojun.
Wan Pojun did not expect that the core layer built by Wanlong Hall, which he built with one hand, would fall apart like this.
At this time, Ye Chen looked at the eight soldiers of Wanlong Palace carrying coffins and said coldly: "You guys, put down the coffin and take another step back!"
When the eight people heard this, they immediately placed Wan Pojun’s parents’ coffin on the ground and retreated honestly.
At this time, only Wan Pojun was left in front of the formation of Wanlong Palace.
Ye Chen raised his eyes, looked at Wan Pojun, and asked him: "When you came to Yeling Mountain today, did you ever think that things would become the current situation?"
Wan Pojun was extremely depressed and laughed bitterly: "The skills are not as good as people. There is nothing to say."
Ye Chen sneered: "You may not know, but I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Wan Pojun raised his head, looked at Ye Chen, and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Ye Chen smiled and said, "I asked someone to bring two people to Yanjing the night before yesterday. You know these two people, and then let you meet them one by one."
Just when Wan Pojun didn't know what Ye Chen meant, Ye Chen turned to look at He Hongsheng and said, "Mr. He, the younger guy kneeling in front of my parents' grave can bring him here.
Now.”
"Okay!" He Hongsheng knew that the younger one Ye Chen was talking about was Chen Zhonglei who Ye Chen brought back from the Middle East.
So he personally walked to Ye Chen's parents' spirit and pulled Chen Zhonglei, who was wearing a black cloth bag, to Ye Chen. He said respectfully: "Mr. Ye, the person is brought here."
Ye Chen nodded and looked at Wan Pojun. He asked him with a smile: "Lord Wan, do you know who this is?"
Wan Pojun looked confused.
How could he know who the person wearing a black hood is?
He also had no perspective.
What's more, Chen Zhonglei's own consciousness had long been sealed by Ye Chen, and Wan Pojun could not even feel the ability of his cultivation.
So he looked at Ye Chen and asked, "Who is this person?"
Ye Chen sneered: "What? You can't recognize your capable general if you cover your face?"
Wan Pojun was even more confused.
Although Ye Chen had already suggested that he was his capable general, he could not have thought that Chen Zhonglei would go.
Because, in the personal perception of all the soldiers in Wanlong Palace, Chen Zhonglei must be in the Middle East and cannot be in China.
When Ye Chen saw him, he sneered and pulled off the black cloth bag on Chen Zhonglei's head.
When Wan Pojun and other soldiers in Wanlong Palace saw Chen Zhonglei's face, everyone's expressions immediately became extremely shocked.
No one can believe that Chen Zhonglei, who has been missing for many days, will be in Ye Chen's hands.
Wan Pojun asked subconsciously: "Zhonglei...you...how are you here?!"
Chen Zhonglei stood there silently with his expression on his face, standing like a fool, his eyes were in a state of being out of focus, as if he was deaf of Wan Pojun's voice.
Wan Pojun didn't know what was going on with Chen Zhonglei, but seeing that he was so dull, he realized that things might be a little beyond his imagination, so he hurriedly asked again: "Zhonglei! Don't you know me anymore?"
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Chen Zhonglei still had no response.
Ye Chen smiled slightly at this time and said, "I forgot to tell you that Chen Zhonglei's own consciousness has been sealed in his body by me. Now he is no longer the one you are familiar with, but now he is just
It's just a puppet of mine."
Wan Pojun and other soldiers in Wanlong Palace were stunned.
They have never heard of sealing a person's consciousness in their body!
Wan Pojun didn't believe that Ye Chen could have such magical powers, and this method was simply incredible.
Seeing that they couldn't understand, Ye Chen pointed at Lu Haotian who was kneeling on the ground and said to Chen Zhonglei: "Get him for me!"
Chen Zhonglei rushed forward without thinking and grabbed Lu Haotian's collar. He slapped several times in the face, making Lu Haotian scream.
Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay. Stop."
Chen Zhonglei stopped and returned to Ye Chen.
Wan Pojun was stunned and didn't understand what method Ye Chen had used to make Chen Zhonglei become like this.
Seeing that he looked puzzled, Ye Chen gently patted Chen Zhonglei on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Come on, I'll give you a minute of freedom to speak. Just say whatever you want!"
Although Chen Zhonglei's consciousness has been banned, his consciousness can still receive all the senses of his body.
He knew everything that happened around him during this period. Wan Pojun was going to lead his brothers to kill Yeling Mountain, and he also knew very well.
Even though he knelt in front of Ye Chen's parents just now and could not see the scene that happened with his own eyes, he also guessed the roughly what had just happened through his voice.
However, his reception of external information is one-way. Apart from receiving external information from his body senses, he cannot control his body to react, even if he just blinks his eyelids.
Just as Ye Chen just patted his shoulder, his consciousness finally merged into one with his body. This long-lost feeling was like a vegetative person who had been sleeping for many years. Finally woke up, and it made him cry in an instant.
Full of face.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Wan Pojun, his emotions collapsed instantly, and he cried and begged: "The Lord of the Palace... Please find a way to save me, or... or kill me immediately... This kind of consciousness is imprisoned
The feeling in the body is even more terrifying and desperate than the eighteenth level of hell!!”