Chapter 723 No one wants to hurt you with this seat here
When the palm print from the depths of the starry sky was pressed down, the whole world seemed to lose its color, and everyone seemed to be frozen.
"People from the upper world?"
He Wudi was shocked.
Although his body cannot move, his mind is still alive and he can feel the pressed palm prints, which carry the indestructible power from the upper world.
He Wudi asked with confusion: "How come this guy angered the people above and wanted to kill him even at the cost of tearing apart the space?"
Could it be that he also escaped and took refuge like himself?
Why.
He was discovered and there was no way he could be saved.
He is invincible and helpless.
If he still had his previous cultivation level, even if he only recovered 10%, he could easily break this power, but now he can't even move and can only watch his fellow sect being suppressed.
By the way, the palm prints covered most of the competition platform. Why wouldn't he be worried if he was in it?
Because this kind of power from the upper world seems to be huge, but in fact it only targets Ye Xingchen and will not affect Yuchi.
"Ao Wushuang is quite pitiful."
He Wudi thought to himself: "If you are stepped on by Ye Xingchen, you will definitely be implicated."
wrong!
At this moment, a force suddenly burst out from the viewing platform and rushed over at the fastest speed.
He Wudi was able to use a little bit of spiritual thought from under the huge restraint, and instantly caught the sect master standing in front of Ye Xingchen, with a strong aura erupting all over his body, and his whole body was covered by steel-like armor.
This kind of strong pressure can't restrain him!
Also, the power erupting from the sect leader's body seems to be stronger than the last time he tortured the Supreme Elder of Jihan Palace!
really!
This guy has been hiding deep!
However, he always breaks out at this moment, isn't he cheap?
Jun Changxiao, who had just crushed the Talisman of Heaven and Earth and activated the defensive form of his armed wings, if he heard what this disciple was thinking, he would definitely kick him to the earth with a flying kick!
Ye Xingchen, who thought he was certain to die, saw the sect master standing in front of him in steel, and his expression suddenly froze.
"Stars."
Jun Changxiao stood in front of him, facing the palm print that was about to be pressed down, and said: "As long as I am here, no one can hurt you."
This kind of selfless love from the sect master instantly made Ye Xingchen...
boom----------
The huge palm print pressed hard on the competition platform, and dust suddenly filled the sky!
When everything cleared up, a huge palm print was dented in half of the platform, but Li Qingyang and others in the distance were not affected.
only.
They are still in a freeze frame, as if time has been suspended.
Only He Wudi understands that people in the upper realm have restrictions and cannot attack in the lower realm at will, unless they can't help it and then use magical powers to seal everything.
Looking down from above, you can see that there is a complete piece of ground in the center of the pressed palm print that has not been damaged.
Ye Xingchen stood there with a dull look on his face, and the sect master armed with steel gradually emerged from the dust, with his hands crossed, and he grinned and said: "This palm is really damn powerful..."
"Who are you?" A pleasant voice sounded in my ears.
Jun Changxiao did not answer this question, but looked at the crack in the sky and said with cold eyes: "I will take this palm for my disciple, and I will definitely pay him back a hundred times in the future!"
"Repay a hundredfold?"
The pleasant voice came: "Do you think he has this qualification?"
"metropolitan!"
At this moment, He Wudi sent a message: "The person who took action must come from the upper realm, and the upper realm has rules and regulations. You are not allowed to harass the lower realm. Move it out as a deterrent!"
He didn't hear a pleasant sound, but he was 100% sure that the person who made the move came from the upper realm. At this time, using the realm rules to suppress it should be able to reverse the situation!
Strong people who have come down from high planes have experience.
Jun Changxiao's mind was spinning very quickly, and he said calmly: "This is the lower realm. If you take action without authorization, aren't you afraid of disrupting the order of heaven and earth and being sanctioned by the rules of the realm?"
"..."
The beautiful voice gradually stopped, as if he was deep in thought and entangled.
After a while, a gentle voice came to Ye Xingchen's ear: "Remembering that you and I once loved each other, I hope you can take care of yourself and be an ordinary person in the lower world."
"Huhu————"
The cracks in the sky suddenly began to heal and returned to their original state in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened, and the strong pressure of the venue gradually dissipated.
"call!"
Jun Changxiao retracted his armed wings and took a deep breath with his hands shaking violently.
The Talisman of Heaven and Earth and the defensive form of the Armed Wings could only allow him to barely accept the pressing palm print. If he did it again, he would definitely be disappointed.
but.
Who is that beautiful voice? Why did you gather such strong palm prints to kill Ye Xingchen?
The system said: "Don't you think about it? He must be that guy's enemy in his previous life."
"in this case."
Jun Changxiao secretly said: "My disciple is not only a reborn strong man, but also a strong man from the previous generation."
"good."
The system swears by it.
Strange to say, after the space cracks disappeared, even the dented palm prints disappeared, and the destroyed fighting platform was restored, as if time had flown back to the scene when Ye Xingchen had just finished torturing Ao Wushuang.
But what cannot go back is Jun Changxiao’s dead Talisman of Heaven and Earth.
"Master Jun."
At this moment, City Lord Han collapsed and said, "When did you run down there!"
At that moment, Jun Changxiao found that the audience was looking at him. They seemed not to remember what had just happened. Even the originally dark image screen had recovered, and his heroic body appeared in it.
"brush!"
He had an idea, pulled out the banner again, and shouted loudly: "Don't miss this opportunity, it will never come back!"
Jun Changxiao used his actions to tell everyone that he suddenly appeared on the competition stage just to advertise!
"Nonsense!"
City Lord Han scolded: "Don't interfere with the game, come up quickly!"
"All right."
Jun Changxiao took back the banner.
However, before leaving, he glanced at Ao Wushuang, who was half-dead after being trampled under his feet, and said, "That's almost enough. Don't kill anyone."
"Bang!"
Ye Xingchen kicked Ao Wushuang off the competition platform and said calmly: "Trash."
He was trying hard to control his emotions and pretended to continue fighting, but there was unspeakable pain in his heart.
"Remembering that you and I once loved each other, I hope you can take care of yourself and be an ordinary person in the lower world." The sweet voice came to my ears, like a needle piercing Ye Xingchen's heart.
This kind of offense was like a charity, and it was hard for him to accept his aloof character.
so what?
Not to mention him now, even the Night Emperor at his peak was nothing more than an ant in front of the powerful and powerful man.
Not reconciled.
Really unwilling!
"Senior Brother Ye."
He Wudi sent a message: "It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years."
He believed that Ye Xingchen also came from the upper world, and he immediately felt that he was a fallen person in the world.
good.
It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge even if it takes ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years.
"call!"
Ye Xingchen breathed a long sigh of relief and said secretly: "Kill me once and give me a palm. Just as the sect master said, I will pay you back a hundred times."
Thinking of this, he looked at Jun Changxiao who was chatting and laughing with City Lord Han, his eyes flashing with complicated colors.
When the terrifying palm print was pressed down, he actually stood in front of him. If he died, wouldn't he worry about the Eternal Sect falling and scattering?
Or.
Is the life of his disciple really that important to him that he cannot allow others to hurt him in the slightest?
When Jun Changxiao led a large number of disciples to kill Jihan Palace, Ye Xingchen once thought about how this reckless behavior could become a big deal in the future. Until just now, in the thin line between life and death, it seemed that he understood a lot in an instant.
"Junior Brother Ye."
Su Xiaomo smiled and said: "Do you want to continue fighting?"
Ye Xingchen looked at him, looked at Li Qingyang and others, and said secretly: "This sect leader and these fellow disciples are really... annoying."
"brush!"
He turned around, pointed at the disciples of the Proud Holy Sect, and said: "Trash, come and fight!"
…
Through the clouds and mist, through the sky, in the palace that seemed both real and illusory, a graceful figure leaned lazily on the throne and whispered: "With his character, he can condescend to the sect. That is really strange."
Woolen cloth."
"My lord."
A man in black suddenly appeared and said: "The people from the Realm Hall ask you to explain why you want to take action in the lower realm without permission."
"You noticed it so quickly?" The graceful figure murmured: "Fortunately, I didn't take action again, otherwise I would have been deliberately made difficult by a group of old antiques."