The combat skills of these guards were nothing compared to Ye Chen's offensive!
The field seemed to explode like a divine thunder!
Bang bang bang!
Dozens of guards were knocked back hundreds of meters away by the shock wave generated by the explosion!
Without waiting for any further reaction from the guards.
Ye Chen held the spear and fired out streaks of spear light.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Heads flew into the air one after another!
In just a few breaths, dozens of heads appeared on the ground.
A plop.
Dozens of guards fell into a pool of blood.
The ground that was originally as white as snow is now covered with chilling blood.
Li Youwei was stunned, and so was Qi Tian.
Li Youwei was amazed at Ye Chen's strength. He was able to fight dozens of strong people from the Fanhai Realm alone without getting hurt at all with his cultivation at Fanjiang Realm.
Is this a monster?
Even those geniuses carefully cultivated by her Li family cannot possibly cross the border and fight against dozens of people, right?
Ye Chen pointed the spear in his hand at the ground, causing a burst of gunfire.
Ye Chen looked at Qi Tian with cold eyes and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Is this the number of guards? There are only dozens of strong men in the sea-turning realm. Can you call some more guards out? There are not enough to fight!"
Qitian couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
What do you mean by just a few guards?
What does it mean to have dozens of people cross the sea?
If Ye Chen hadn't been strong enough, even if it were him, he would have been killed by these guards hundreds of times!
Ye Chen dragged his spear, sparks bursting out from the tip of the spear, and walked slowly towards Qi Tian.
"What are you going to do?"
Qi Tian's face suddenly turned pale when he saw Ye Chen slowly heading towards him.
His strength is not much stronger than those guards killed by Ye Chen!
There is absolutely no way he can be Ye Chen's opponent!
At this moment, a vigorous and powerful palm gently tapped Qi Tian on the shoulder.
Qi Tian turned his head and found a man in black robes whose entire body was shrouded in black robes.
"It's you!"
Since Qi Tian was very close to the man in black robe, Qi Tian recognized this man as Wang Zixuan at a glance.
"Oh? Is he your helper?"
Ye Chen stopped and asked.
"I can be the Qi family's helper, or I can be your helper."
Wang Zixuan took off his black hood, revealing his handsome face.
"What's the meaning?"
Ye Chen frowned and said.
"As long as you are willing to join my Wang family, you will become a member of my Wang family from now on. Naturally, it is impossible for the Qi family to touch a hair on you!"
Wang Zixuan said.
Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, he was really popular.
"Chen Hua."
Li Youwei said softly.
"Don't worry, I have professional ethics."
Ye Chen said calmly.
After all, he had already accepted the benefits of the Li family. If he betrayed the Li family and joined the Wang family now, it would go against his principles.
"If I refuse to join your Wang family, will I not be able to walk out of here?"
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, looked at Wang Zixuan and said calmly.
"clever."
Wang Zixuan smiled slightly, and immediately clapped his hands.
Bang bang bang!
The portable voice rings!
Guards wearing long blood-red robes and holding giant scythes appeared on the scene.
Compared to the previous guards, there were only four in number.
But its aura makes people shudder as if they are falling into an abyss!
Ye Chen calmly held the spear in front of him.
Although these scythe guards are the same as the previous guards, they are all in the sea-turning realm.
But obviously its strength is not on the same level!
Qitian's expression changed when he saw these sickle guards appearing on the field.
"This guy even brought out his 'blood prison'."
Qitian looked at these sickle guards and sighed.
In his opinion, Ye Chen is no different from a dead person now.
"I will give you one last chance to join my Wang family."
There was a hint of irresistibility in Wang Zixuan's tone.
Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, and the spear in his hand stabbed out like lightning.
laugh!
A spear light as thin as a golden needle came to Wang Zixuan in an instant.
However!
A jet-black sickle slashed hard at the gun light!
The gun light exploded!
Zi Xuan was unscathed!
"good very good!"
"This is your choice, but don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
Wang Zixuan said coldly.
If it hadn't been for the sickle guards taking action in time, he would have fallen into a pool of blood by now.
"Kill him for me!"
Wang Zixuan gave an order, and after the four sickle guards accepted the order in a low voice, they disappeared in place like ghosts.
In just a few breaths, he arrived in front of Ye Chen.
One of the four scythe guards waved the jet black scythe in his hand like a god of death, causing a terrifying sense of oppression.
"What a fast pace."
Ye Chen's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and he quickly fired a shot.
A surging spear light like a wave came out suddenly with the force of thunder! The sound was like thunder!
A loud bang!
A deafening explosion resounded!
The gun light exploded inch by inch, turning into particles of spiritual power that filled the sky.
Ye Chen was pushed back thirty meters away.
The four sickle guards were only pushed back no more than twenty meters.
"What a terrifying power."
Ye Chen's heart palpitated.
The spear in his hand almost slipped away.
Before Ye Chen could take a breath, the scythe guards burst out at extremely fast speeds again, rushing towards him from four different directions.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Ye Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, he gripped the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear tightly, and stabbed one after another in front of him.
In an instant, countless gun shadows burst out, dazzling people.
Bang bang bang!
Not to be outdone, the scythe guards quickly waved the jet black scythes in their hands.
The sword rays pierced the air and collided with countless spear rays.
There was a loud bang!
The sword light and sword light exploded simultaneously, and countless gun shadows disappeared into the illusion.
A terrifying ripple of energy was born in the field.
The sickle guards and Ye Chen were all forced back tens of meters by this ripple of energy.
The sickle guards were so overwhelmed by this powerful energy wave that their blood boiled in their bodies, and they had dozens of wounds all over their bodies.
Ye Chen didn't feel good either, he groaned and used the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear to forcefully support his body.
Ye Chen quickly started to use his skills, which made him feel a lot better.
"We have to deal with these people as soon as possible. In terms of personal strength, they are definitely no match for me, but they are better because of their large numbers and tacit cooperation."
Ye Chen thought in his mind.
Ye Chen held the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear tightly, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear like a floodgate.
Buzz!
The Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear trembled violently and let out a heart-stopping beastly roar.