230 Please turn around, baby!

Saint King Long Yao is dead?

Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief, and a chill ran down their spines.

That was a true Saint King! He couldn’t even block a single move before his head was chopped off and his soul shattered. Not even a wisp of his true spirit could escape!

They were all puzzled. What level of treasure was the gourd in Luya’s hand?

Ye chen nodded in satisfaction. The power of this immortal slaying gourd did not disappoint him.

He didn’t know how the immortal-slaying gourd was made in the untainted land. Anyway, this gourd was picked from the vine of the gourd of chaos. It required the consumption of essence, Qi and spirit to activate the immortal-slaying flying knife, which could fix the enemy’s spirit and kill Immortals and gods.

With ye Chen’s current spirit, Qi, and soul, killing a Saint King would only consume ten percent of his spirit. His primordial Dao body could instantly make up for it, which meant that it would not affect him at all.

Even against a great saint, ye chen had a certain amount of confidence in killing them!

Saint King Pengcheng’s heart beat wildly. He tore open the void and entered it. He turned into a vast spatial ripple and traveled millions of miles away in the blink of an eye.

When the purple-yellow gourd killed sacred king Longyao, he also felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. If the gourd locked onto him, he felt that he would end up like sacred king Longyao.

In the face of this unprecedented disaster, sacred king Pengcheng didn’t even bother to take back his Natal weapon. He chose to escape immediately and didn’t even dare to say a word.

This peak Saint King of the ancient Peng race had actually escaped?

Many of the experts hidden in the void were stunned, but when they thought of the death of Saint King Long Yao, they all expressed a deep understanding of Saint King Pengcheng.

Facing such a vicious person like Kunlun immortal pressure, sacred king Pengcheng was like a little chicken. Was he not running and waiting for death?

It wasn’t just Saint King Pengcheng. The other experts hiding in the starry sky were all terrified. Some used secret techniques to escape, while others hid in the depths of the void and used secret techniques to seal their auras. They were all thinking of ways to protect themselves.

At this moment, most of the powerful cultivators were filled with regret. They were greedy for the fruits of Dao of their innate Dao embryos, but what kind of a cruel man had they provoked?

Ye chen glanced at Saint King Pengcheng, who had already escaped thirty million miles away, and a killing intent flashed through his eyes.

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Since he dared to attack, he should be prepared to be killed. This guy still wanted to escape?

Ye chen had just fought with them, and he was only trying out new treasures. Otherwise, how could he have allowed them to jump around for so long?

Ye Chen’s figure disappeared from where he was standing and reappeared thirty million li away in the next second. He held the immortal slaying gourd in his hand and slightly bowed, ” “Please turn around, baby!”

Saint King Pengcheng was traveling at full speed in the void when he suddenly heard this familiar voice. He was scared out of his wits. A golden feather appeared between his brows and wrapped his soul with a vast Saint might.

This was a feather refined by a senior Supreme Saint of the ancient Peng clan for ten thousand years. It had a miraculous effect in protecting one’s soul. The moment Saint King Pengcheng heard ye Chen’s voice, he immediately took out this feather.

However, as soon as he did that, Saint King Pengcheng’s soul was frozen by the immortal flying blade, and he fell unconscious.

“Swish!”

The immortal slaying dagger appeared above Saint King Pengcheng’s head out of thin air. It spun three times around his head, and a bird head that was ten thousand feet long fell out of the void. Saint King Pengcheng’s headless body lay in the withered starry sky, his Saint blood flowing like a river.

The 10,000-year-old feather on Saint King Pengcheng’s forehead was as good as new, but it didn’t do anything.

However, the immortal slaying Flying Dagger seemed to be in a different time and space from the 10000-year-old tail feather. It ignored the defense of the tail feather’s divine soul and cut down Saint King Pengcheng!

Yu Ling’s heart was surging with emotions. Killing Saint Kings like slaughtering dogs, master is really too powerful!

Ye chen held the immortal beheading gourd in his palm and stepped on the void, instantly appearing in another void tens of millions of li away.

“Swish!”

An old man with red hair and red eyebrows suddenly appeared in the void. He exuded the unique vast pressure of a Saint King, and his aura was no weaker than the dead Saint King Long Yao.

Seeing ye chen appear in front of him, the man knew that he had been exposed. He looked at ye chen with a face full of fear and said in a low voice, ” “Dao friend, I’m Saint King Chi Yuan from the ancient Chi family! This old man was only observing the ceremony and had no intention of becoming enemies with fellow Daoist. From the beginning to the end, I didn’t make a move! If I have offended you, this old man is willing to offer you a precious treasure as an apology!”

“You’re a smart guy. Unfortunately, I sensed your hostility towards my disciple just now. You’re just hiding in the dark to reap the benefits, so I can’t let you live.”

Ye chen lightly shook his head and slightly bowed towards the immortal slaying gourd in his palm, ” “Please turn around, baby!”

Saint King Chi Yuan’s expression changed drastically. A Red Pagoda with infinite Saint might rushed out of his forehead and covered him. He instantly retreated a million miles.

In the next moment, Saint King Chi Yuan’s body froze on the spot and his soul fell unconscious.

“Swish!”

The immortal flying knife appeared above Saint King Chi Yuan’s head. It spun three times around his head and cut it off.

The third Saint King had fallen!

Ye chen didn’t stop there. His puppet body flickered in the starry sky from time to time, and a light voice sounded out, ” “Please turn around, baby!” “Please turn around, baby!” “Please turn around, baby!”

As these voices rang out, the immortal Flying Daggers continued to light up everywhere in the desolate starry sky, taking away the lives of saints and Venerables like the god of death.

Whether it was those who were hiding in the depths of the void, those who had escaped far away with secret techniques, or those who had burned their life force, as long as they had any enmity with the feather spirit, they couldn’t escape the slaughter of the immortal slaying Flying Dagger.

The people present were the patriarchs of many forces from various major worlds. A single treasure could deal with them, so it was best not to reveal more trump cards.

To get rid of them, the immortal flying blade was enough!

In just a few breaths of time, five Saints and twelve Dao severing stage Venerables had fallen under the immortal Flying Daggers. Everyone was terrified.

Even though there were still many saints Alive, they didn’t have any intention of fighting to the death.

Even Saint Kings were killed in seconds, so what could they use to fight?

“Fellow Daoist, please spare me!”

“This one knows his mistake! From now on, I won’t dare to have any ideas about the innate Dao fetus. I hope that fellow Daoist can be merciful!”

“Does fellow Daoist really want to make an enemy out of the various immortal sects?”

fellow Daoist Lu, I’m only here to broaden my horizons. I’ve never dared to have any ideas about my innate Dao fetus. Please understand!

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For a moment, some people were begging for mercy in fear, some were intimidating, where was the dignity of an expert?

“I have my own judgment. All those who covet my disciple will be killed!” Ye Chen’s indifferent voice sounded in everyone’s ears, and many people couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. However, there were even more experts whose faces changed drastically as they fled even further away.

“Please turn around, baby!”

“Please turn around, baby!”

“Please turn around, baby!”

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With a series of clear shouts, heads were strewn all over the place. The entire lonely starry sky was completely dyed red by blood, turning the starry sky into a blood-red one.

There were two saints who managed to escape to the nearby great world, but they still couldn’t escape ye Chen’s pursuit and died miserably under the immortal flying blade.

Not long after, the battle came to an end.

The cultivators who had survived were all secretly relieved, each of them with a look of lingering fear on their faces.

In this battle, three Saint Kings, nine saints, twenty-four Dao severing realm Venerables, and five Dao Lords who wanted to fish in troubled waters had fallen. Blood stained the starry sky and shook the myriad worlds!

One of the surviving Saints asked in fear, ” “May I ask what is the name of this treasure?”

“Immortal flying knife!”

I’m ye chen. ye chen said his name casually and disappeared with Yu Ling.

“Immortal flying knife? Can it really kill Immortals?” The saint’s face was filled with shock, and his voice sounded like he was sleep talking.