50,000 feet!
30,000 feet!
2,000 feet!
10,000 feet!
…
Just as the Emperor of Dali, Shang Wudao was less than 10,000 feet away from Mu Caiwei, who was fleeing with Mengmeng in her arms.
A voice mixed with the world's angriest voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "Shang Wudao, die!"
"Oh no!"
Shang Wudao's eyelids twitched. He felt a cold murderous aura behind him, like a ferocious beast that had escaped from its cage. The murderous aura surged violently.
Boom!!!
A fierce glint flashed across his eyes. Then, his body swayed as he changed his trajectory and dodged elsewhere.
He knew very well that Ye Chen, who had escaped from Dao Master Taiyi and the rest, would not give him a chance to capture Mu Caiwei and the rest.
Even so, at that moment, he actually threw an Emperor's Killer Fist at Mu Caiwei who was 3,000 feet away.
"Hahaha, Mad Southern Ye, you can't save them …" Shang Wudao laughed sinisterly.
"Rumble …"
The Emperor's Killer Fist that condensed his full strength seemed to crack the sky as it tore through countless voids and charged straight at Mu Caiwei and the other two.
"No!"
Under such terrifying might, all the hairs on Mu Caiwei's body stood on end. Then, she chose to turn around and protect Mengmeng tightly in her arms.
She did not consider whether she could protect the little girl like this. It was just a subconscious action.
"Boom …"
In the blink of an eye, a deafening roar rang out beside her ear, and a wisp of energy that spread out even cut open a shocking wound on her face.
After that, there was no further movement.
Mu Caiwei and Jiu 'er subconsciously turned around and saw a giant golden ape protecting them.
Black energy surged in the giant golden ape's eyes. Its gaze was incomparably crazy, and its killing intent was like an ocean as it coughed up blood continuously.
When Shang Wudao saw this, a chill shot through his heart, "Crazy, he's really crazy. He's willing to take this punch of mine head-on to protect them …"
"Young master, are you alright? Sob sob sob …" Jiu 'er could not hold back her tears and cried very hard.
"Ye Chen …"
Mu Caiwei's heart ached. Meanwhile, the little girl in her arms cried and struggled as if she wanted to get down.
"Go, take my daughter away!"
Ye Chen could not care less about wiping the blood at the corner of his lips. He slapped the two women, causing them to fly backward uncontrollably.
"Ye Chen!"
Mu Caiwei roared crazily, but she was unable to change anything. She could only watch helplessly.
Ye Chen turned around slowly and glared at Shang Wudao coldly, "You must die!"
The killing intent in his heart was like an erupting volcano. It was one thing for these people to want to kill him, but they didn't even spare a child.
Shang Wudao felt a chill in his heart when he sensed Shi Ying's gaze, and then he shouted in a stern voice, "Fellow Daoist Qian Ji, Fellow Daoist Shi Ying, how long are you going to watch from the sidelines?"
"Today, the four of us joined forces and were still unable to kill this brat. Once we die, all of you won't have it easy either …."
He was practically roaring as he said these words.
When the onlookers heard this, they were stunned at first, then their expressions changed as if they remembered something. They gasped and said, "Qianji Martial Saint of Qianji Island? And Lady Ten Yin of the Shady Sifting Gate? "
"Fellow Daoist Qian Ji, Fellow Daoist Ten Paths. “
The Grand Daoist Venerate in the distance immediately said, "As long as you're willing to help us kill this brat, we'll definitely reward you handsomely after this!"
"My Moon Sect is the same …" The Moon Patriarch immediately expressed his stance. Clearly, he was desperate.
"And my Valley God Sect …"
In an instant, the Grand Daoist Venerate, the Emperor of Dali, the Moon Patriarch, the Valley God Patriarch, and the Green Dragon Goddess who were attacking Ye Chen expressed their stance one after another.
"As you wish."
Two voices slowly came from the void.
Then, endless black fog suddenly appeared in the void, and two figures slowly walked out of the black fog.
One of them was a middle-aged man with a bare upper body. He looked like an ordinary person, and there were mysterious runes imprinted on his chest.
The other person was a charming woman in black. She grabbed a soul from the black fog and swallowed it. Then, she looked straight at Ye Chen with green eyes.
"It's really the Patriarch of Qianji and Lady Ten Yin!"
Someone among the onlookers blurted out. What followed was a deathly silence and shock.
Including the two of them, there were seven Martial Saints who wanted to kill Ye Chen. Excluding the Valley God Patriarch who was being held back by Grand Tutor Ning, there were six Martial Saints attacking Ye Chen together!
Grand Tutor Ning's expression was extremely cold, "Qianji, Lady Ten Yin, the two of you didn't stay in the West Ocean. How dare you come to the East Ocean?!"
His heart sank to the bottom of the abyss.
Six Martial Saints were here. This included almost all the top powerhouses in the Tianfeng sea area!
The Patriarch of Qianji smiled arrogantly, "Grand Tutor Ning, you heard it too. We only appeared because we were invited by Fellow Shang, Fellow Tai Yi, and the rest."
"It's fine if you want us to help. After this is done, our Shady Sect will have one more elder in the Tianfeng sea area alliance." Lady Ten Yin looked at the Grand Daoist Venerate and went straight to the point.
"Sure!"
The Grand Daoist Venerate nodded.
"Hehehe …"
Lady Ten Yin nodded in satisfaction. She then looked at Ye Chen and said while smiling, "Little brother, you saw it too. The benefits they're offering are tempting enough. I won't hold back!"
"Attack!"
Taoist Master Qianji's eyes turned cold as he waved his hand. A Thousand Chance Umbrella floated above his head like a war machine that harvested lives.
"Kill!"
The Grand Daoist Venerate and the rest attacked at the same time.
The Emperor of Dali roared, "Lady Ten Yin, this guy's mistress has run away with his daughter. Please capture them!"
"I like this mission. It's just capturing two little girls. It's a piece of cake." “
Lady Ten Yin smiled coquettishly and chased after Mu Caiwei and the rest who had been teleported by Ye Chen.
"How dare you!"
Ye Chen shouted. Coldness surged into the sky as killing intent exploded in his cold eyes. Golden light flickered on his body as he chased after them.
"You're facing the siege of six Martial Saints and you're about to die, yet you still want to save them?!"
The Emperor of Dali, Shang Wudao, smirked coldly. In the next moment, the six of them attacked fearlessly and surrounded him.
"Suppress!"
The Patriarch of Qianji's face was ferocious as a terrifying palm print condensed in his hand. It was like a ferocious beast pouncing on Ye Chen with a terrifying airwave.
"You're courting death!"
Roar!
Ye Chen threw a punch with all his might. He punched out and broke the Patriarch of Qian Ji's palm print directly, smashing his right arm.
"Mad Southern Ye, die!"
The Emperor of Dali, Shang Wudao's dragon robe fluttered in the wind. The airwave directly tore the space beneath his feet as he threw another Emperor's Killer Fist.
The other three attacked one after another. One of them brandished a sword. It was a high-grade spirit treasure. As soon as he swung it, wind and thunder resounded.
Someone condensed a Dao seal. The Dao seal covered the space, erupting with terrifying mysterious energy that shook the clouds …
(End of this chapter)
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