A young man in black robes flew up from the sky, dancing wildly in his black robes, with blood-red trimmings dancing in the air like blood overflowing.
This young man's face was cold, with no expression at all. It was like ten thousand years of ice, which made people feel chilly.
This look is very much like the villain of the Demon Cult in the martial arts TV series. He does all kinds of evil and is reviled and hunted by decent people.
But at this moment, countless people saw the young man in black robes, and their eyes suddenly showed expressions of joy.
"Ye Shashen, Ye Shashen is here!"
"Oh my god, Ye Shashen finally appeared. I can't help but be moved. For the first time, I like Ye Shashen so much!"
"Yes, we can finally feel proud. Prepare to be shocked by these foreigners!"
The warriors throughout China were shocked and stood on the shore, with fanatical expressions in their eyes.
Even the innately powerful man who was hiding in the world couldn't help but feel alarmed when he looked at this young man in black robe.
"Ye Shashen, please vent your anger on behalf of China and teach this bullshit saint a lesson!"
"Yes, Ye Shashen, don't be polite this time and hit them hard!"
An innately powerful person flew up into the sky and shouted from the side.
A group of foreign warriors were dumbfounded. What kind of person was this Ye Shashen that actually made Chinese warriors so confident in him.
"Wow, he is Ye Shashen. I thought he was an ugly big devil, but I didn't expect him to be so handsome and handsome. He is even more handsome than that young man in red robe from Europe!"
Next to Xiaoxiao, the short-haired girl screamed in surprise.
"Yes, he is really handsome, and he actually flew from the sky, like a god!"
"Look at the warriors around him, the peerless masters in the inner circle. They all look forward to him, want to compliment him, and put their hopes in him. He is so domineering, like a hero."
"If only I could say a word to such a man!"
A group of little girls, who had never seen such a shocking scene before, saw the young man in black robe, like stars over the moon, surrounded by everyone.
He stepped in the air, his black hair dancing, like a god!
"What's so great about him? Maybe he is not the opponent of the European youth. It would be very embarrassing if he is defeated!"
Feeling that his limelight had been robbed, Li Xingchen felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart and choked softly.
"That's right, Brother Xingchen is the most powerful!" Shou Zhugan agreed from the side.
Looking at Mu Xiaoxiao, I saw her staring at the young man in black robe, her eyes flashing, as if there were a little tears, like the stars in the night sky.
Li Xingchen suddenly felt angry, but he didn't dare to explode.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter even if Xiaoxiao admires this young man in black robe. What kind of person is the young man in black robe? There will be no intersection with Xiaoxiao!"
Li Xingchen comforted himself in his heart.
"You are just the Ye Sha Shen. You are young and nothing more than that!"
The one who spoke was none other than the ancient Thai boxer who was clamoring to leave before. His muscles were as thick as a horned dragon's.
The muscles were shining like steel, and one punch could smash a car into pieces.
"Looking at your bone age, you are really only in your twenties. Hey, how powerful can you be at this age?" The ancient boxer laughed again.
Even though the red-robed Saint also looks like a young man, his age is already over eighty.
Ye Qinghuan ignored this man and moved forward step by step, volleying towards the red-robed saint.
"Boy, I'm talking to you. A mere brat dares to call himself the God of Killing. Hua Xia really likes to brag!" The ancient boxer suddenly became angry and punched Ye Qinghuan from behind.
"Boom!"
This punch, like thunder, suddenly exploded in the air, making people's eardrums shake.
The unrivaled punch force formed a qi force, like a spiral tornado, stirring up the world and killing Ye Qinghuan.
"Boom!"
At the critical moment, Ye Qinghuan finally moved. He turned around and punched, as fast as lightning. The ancient boxer's fist only moved one centimeter, and his fist had already reached the ancient boxer's chest!
"Boom!"
The chest of the ancient Thai boxer exploded like a security guard, and his entire body immediately fell into pieces and scattered in all directions!
The sky is raining blood!
Large and small pieces were bones and blood, spilled out.
"This, how is this possible? He killed an innate strong man with one punch. Even if the ancient boxer has just been promoted to an innate strong man, he can't be so fragile!"
"Oh my god, it's torn apart, this punch is too bloody!"
The foreign warriors suddenly trembled. This punch was so shocking that they trembled.
This Ye Sha Shen doesn't seem to be simple.
"Hehe, I'm surprised now, don't worry, this method of killing God Ye has not been used yet!"
"You cannot believe how powerful he is, and you will be shocked and frightened."
The Chinese warriors felt a heavy sigh of relief, and felt extremely happy. Looking at the surprised and shocked expressions of the foreign warriors, they felt more comfortable than taking a panacea.
Weren't you very proud that you were so arrogant just now? Aren't you looking down on our Chinese Ye Shashen? The Chinese warriors sneered again and again.
"Hmph, what's so great about it? It's just a matter of defeating an innate person. It's so arrogant and ridiculous." The foreign warrior couldn't stand the proud look of the Chinese warrior and said sarcastically.
"Your name is Ye Qinghuan, right? Isn't it too much for you to kill our warriors at will?" A strong man from Thailand stood up and defended the ancient boxer!
"Do you want to seek justice?" Ye Qinghuan looked over calmly and smiled slightly, "Then let's fight!"
The expression of the strong Thai man changed: "I'm trying to reason with you. China is a country of etiquette. When did a devil like you appear, bloody and arrogant..."
"Fight or get out!" Ye Qinghuan was extremely cold.
He found that showing mercy to these people was of no use.
They are looking for death. They must seek death. They will not feel at ease unless they die.
Even though it's just a fly, it's annoying to keep buzzing in your ears.
The strong man from Thailand said aggrievedly: "How can you be so arrogant? Are you Chinese?"
"Then it's time to fight!"
Ye Qinghuan shook his head, and the Xuan Yan Sword was instantly launched. With one sword, he directly killed the Thai strongman.
"No, no, I don't want to fight. I don't care. It's none of my business. I shouldn't interfere." The strong Thai man said in horror. He was so frightened that he wanted to run away.
die!
An arrow pierced the heart. Ye Qinghuan's speed was too fast. In his hands, the second-level Xiantian warrior had no resistance at all, and Ye Qinghuan's Xuanyan Sword directly pierced through the chest.