Ye Chen was not too happy in his heart. He deeply felt that it was already difficult to kill someone in an instant after reaching the seventh level of Tianxuan Realm.
For example, he used Thunder Tablet, Zhishui Kendo, and Nine Heaven-Slashing Swords, but he couldn't kill Yuhuang Yao instantly.
Obviously, Tianjun's cultivation has reached the late stage of Tianxuan Realm, and his vitality is incredibly powerful.
The masters of the Infinite Realm are even more powerful.
Peak powerhouses such as Ren Feifan, Ren Tiannv, and Yuhuang Ancient Emperor are existences that cannot be killed by the power of the real world.
Ye Chen is also more yearning for Tianjun's realm.
After I become a Heavenly King, I don’t know what level of cultivation I will reach.
Yu Huangyao covered the terrible wound on his chest and stared at Ye Chen. He did not expect that he would be defeated. He was actually defeated by Ye Chen with a sword.
"I'm willing to admit defeat and give you back to me!"
Ye Chen looked at Yuhuang Yao and said.
Yu Huangyao gritted his teeth and said, "You won!"
The two parties had made a promise and an oath. Since he lost, he naturally couldn't go back on it. He immediately grabbed Feng Changkong and pushed him out.
Feng Changkong stumbled and walked towards Ye Chen and Sheng Juetian.
He was in disbelief. He didn't expect that he was really going to be rescued, and his old body was shaking slightly.
"Old friend!"
Sheng Juetian was also excited and hurried up to greet him. .
Ye Chen smiled slightly and watched silently, but suddenly caught a dangerous breath and shouted: "Be careful!"
The moment the voice fell, Ye Chen held out the Human Slaughter Holy Grail and blocked it above the heads of Sheng Juetian and Feng Changkong.
Zheng!
Just at this time, a sharp sword energy struck from the depths of the starry sky and struck Ye Chen's Holy Grail of Human Slaughter.
Sheng Juetian and Feng Changkong were both powerful. If it weren't for the protection of Ye Chen's Holy Grail, both of them would have been killed by that sharp sword energy.
The two of them retreated in horror and looked into the depths of the starry sky, only to hear the sound of dragons singing and birds chirping.
I saw a blazing light, full of vitality and vast aura, flying from the depths of the starry sky.
In that ball of light, there was a cold and tall man, holding a sword in his hand, with sword energy blooming all over his body. The sword energy kept gushing and rolling, and actually evolved into the shadows of divine dragons and divine sparrows, which was very spectacular.
When he came down, it was like the entire world dynasty, the cosmic empire, came down, dragons and birds danced, and the feeling of oppression was amazing.
The ink and wash scrolls unfolded by the Danqing Immortal Sect were all crushed and replaced by this man's glorious Dragon Bird Empire.
"Big Brother!"
Guichen and Yu Huangyao exclaimed in unison when they saw the man descending.
That man is none other than the head of the seven sons of Jianmen, the senior brother of Jianmen, Fu Hongchen!
"No, Fu Hongchen is here!"
When the powerful men of the Danqing Immortal Sect saw Fu Hongchen coming, everyone was frightened and frightened. Many people even trembled, as if they had seen some terrible person.
"Is this person Fu Hongchen?"
Ye Chen also looked at Fu Hongchen, but he couldn't see through the other person's cultivation aura. He only felt that the other person's aura was extremely powerful, like a king of swordsmanship, dominating the world.
The aura of the dragon bird on his body is the aura transformed by practicing the Nine Heaven-Destroying Swords to the fourth sword. It is so magnificent that it covers the universe and the starry sky.
"Yu Huangyao, did you lose the bet?"
As soon as Fu Hongchen came down, he grabbed Feng Changkong's body and kicked him on the knee, causing the latter to kneel down.
Yuhuang Yao didn't dare to hide it and said: "Yes, senior brother, I...I lost."
Fu Hongchen snorted and said, "What qualifications do you have to bet on behalf of my Jianmen?"
Yu Huangyao was sweating profusely and speechless.
Fu Hongchen stepped on Feng Changkong who was kneeling on the ground, looked at Ye Chen with extremely sharp eyes, and said: "Lord of Samsara, I'm sorry, this gambling fight doesn't count. I want to take this old man back to the sect. The epic key belongs to us!"
Ye Chen was immediately furious and said, "Does your Jianmen want to break your promise and go back on your word?"
Fu Hongchen smiled coldly and said, "I told you, the gambling fight between my junior brother and you doesn't count. If you want to bet, just bet with me. If you can defeat me with one sword, I will give him back to you."
With that said, Fu Hongchen flew up and kicked Feng Changkong to Guichen's side, but refused to return him to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's face was trembling. Not to mention that he had just finished the battle, his spiritual energy was consumed a lot, and his muscles and bones were aching. Even in his prime, it was impossible to defeat Fu Hongchen with one sword.
Fu Hongchen's cultivation was unfathomable. Even if Ye Chen could kill him, he would have to pay a huge price.
Fu Hongchen was joking when he said he wanted to have a bet, and he was deliberately entertaining Ye Chen.
When Guichen saw the two people at war with each other, he turned his eyes and suddenly pulled Feng Changkong, his body flashed past Fu Hongchen, and came to Ye Chen's side.
"Brother Ye, this old man will be taken care of by you."
Guichen spoke honestly and handed Feng Changkong over to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and pulled Feng Changkong back quickly.
The powerful men of the Danqing Immortal Sect hurriedly came over to surround and protect him.
Fu Hongchen was immediately stunned and said to Guichen, "Young Master Guichen, what are you doing! Why did you hand this person over to them!"
Guichen clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, senior brother, since we lost the bet, we should admit defeat. How can we be so unreasonable?"
Fu Hongchen was so angry that he was so angry that he said: "If you return the person and you can't get the epic key, how will you explain it to the ancestor when you go back?"
Guichen said: "Elder brother, you said that your sword skills are so powerful that you can break through the restrictions of the epic world without borrowing from others. Then we don't have to fight with others anymore."
Fu Hongchen was furious and gnashed his teeth, but when he saw Guichen's pure eyes, all the words of blame and complaint in his heart disappeared, and his mood actually calmed down.
After a pause, Fu Hongchen nodded and said: "Well, very good, young master, since you have to keep your promise, then I will obey you, but these people can't be let go."
Guichen was shocked: "Elder brother, do you want to kill someone?"
Fu Hongchen said coldly: "If I don't kill them, they will come to kill us! I will teach you a truth today. Compassion is right, but if you just give in with kindness, it is just cowardice!"
As Fu Hongchen finished speaking, murderous intent emerged in his tone, and a spiritual light bloomed behind him, and a huge figure actually appeared.
That figure has a soul and aura like a king, muscles, bones, flesh and blood like mountains and rivers, eyes and pupils like the sun, moon and stars, and hair like a dragnet, as if one person is a dynasty.
When Ye Chen saw the figure, he exclaimed: "The Iron Throne, it's you!"
The person who appeared from behind Fu Hongchen turned out to be the weapon spirit of the Iron Throne!
At the beginning of the Shackles War, Ye Chen was in charge of the Iron Throne, but was escaped by the weapon spirit.
