"Identity? Hahaha! "
Hearing the word "identity", Ye Chen burst into laughter. He looked at Leng Ying as if he was looking at a skeleton, completely silent.
"Hmm?"
Leng Ying was an assassin and he immediately sensed the powerful killing intent emanating from Ye Chen's body. This killing intent could take on a physical form, causing his soul and body to be greatly shocked. Moreover, only he could clearly feel this shock because this was specially sent to him by Ye Chen.
The corners of his mouth kept twitching and the muscles on his face began to contort. This mental pressure was too great. Ever since he became an assassin, he had never tasted such terrifying killing intent. The person before him was more like an assassin than he was, perhaps even the King of Assassins. This was not a good feeling, causing his rage to soar.
"D * mn it!"
A cold glint flashed across Leng Ying's eyes. His figure moved instantly, heading straight for Ye Chen.
"You're angry just like that? You're not a qualified assassin."
"How do you know I'm an assassin?"
"Hahaha!"
Faced with Leng Ying's question, Ye Chen only laughed coldly. Following that, the surrounding space was instantly plunged into the Eighteen Chaos Massacre Formation.
"Ding-a-ling …"
Countless bells rang out, reverberating through the air, entering Icehawk's ears. It was like the death knell of the god of death, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably. He could feel the most terrifying coldness, it was the feeling of a corpse. He looked at his own body, it was rotting away, and there were even maggots crawling out of it.
"Ah, ah?!"
In the instant that he met Ye Chen, Leng Ying fell into a state that he could not extricate himself from. Seeing how his body was decaying, his spirit completely broke down. He even felt that he had been hit by some evil spell. Was this not his own technique? Why was it happening to him now? Was this the cycle of reincarnation?
Leng Ying completely broke down. His legs could no longer support his weight and he directly knelt on the ground.
The scene he saw was terrifying. His martial will was completely crushed by the Demon's Eye. He had already fallen into the double illusion of the Eighteen Chaos Massacre Formation and the Demon's Eye, unable to extricate himself.
"Devil, this is a devil, a devil!"
Leng Ying screamed hysterically. The people around him were dumbfounded. They had thought that Leng Ying would torture and kill Ye Chen like he was toying with his prey, but what they saw was Leng Ying kneeling before Ye Chen like the most fragile life form in the world, looking up at an unreachable existence. No one could understand such a scene and many of them were dumbfounded.
"What's wrong with Icehawk? What is this?"
"Aren't we waiting for him to kill this brat? What's the situation now?"
"Is Icehawk bowing to that kid, or is he kowtowing?"
There was a flurry of discussion as the combatants' eyes were filled with disbelief. Icehawk's subordinates were even more dumbfounded. Their boss was now kneeling in front of Ye Chen, constantly calling him the devil. Did he think that Ye Chen was the devil?
Even if it was a demon, it wouldn't be able to frighten Icy Eagle to such an extent. Everyone was perplexed.
"You bastards, why aren't you f * cking kneeling down and worshipping the Great God?"
Icehawk yelled angrily at his subordinates and even used a killing technique. How would they dare to resist? They all knelt before Ye Chen.
It was going to be a good time. The dignified Golden Eagle Tower's number one fighter, Icehawk, was completely defeated this time. Golden Eagle Tower's reputation had been completely tarnished.
"Hah, do you realize your mistake?"
Ye Chen asked with a cold smile.
"Yes, I do. We had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive us, Great God. We're willing to offer the Golden Eagle Tower, please accept it!"
"Huh?!"
The surrounding combatants were even more shocked. Icehawk was offering the entire Golden Eagle Tower. He was not the one in charge of the Golden Eagle Tower, was he?
"Alright, as long as you offer it up, I'll dare to accept it!"
Ye Chen flew to the high platform and looked down at the crowd with a condescending expression. At this moment, the crowd looked at him differently. After all, Icehawk was a ruthless character. If even he thought that this person was a god, what else could those so-called combatants say? They could only stand there, not daring to speak.
"How dare you!"
At this moment, a cold shout came from the tower. Ye Chen laughed and looked in that direction. It was a middle-aged woman flying down.
"Icehawk, how dare you. Not only were you intimidated by this scholar, but you also want to offer the Golden Eagle Tower. Who do you think you are? You're just an outsider, how dare you make decisions on your own?"
"Outsider, I'm also a member of the Hawk Clan. I'm also in charge of the Golden Eagle Tower's affairs. Why can't I make decisions? I'm going to offer the Golden Eagle Tower to this senior!"
"Senior? Him? Haha! "
The middle-aged woman looked at Ye Chen and laughed out loud. To her, Ye Chen was merely a young man in his twenties. He was only an Itinerant Immortal, so how old could he be? Icehawk was also a True Immortal who had cultivated for hundreds of years. Was he not afraid of embarrassing himself by addressing him like that?
Faced with the middle-aged woman's mockery, Ye Chen smiled faintly. Then, a light flashed between his brows.
"Hmm?"
At first, the woman was stunned. Then, the scene she saw changed instantly. Her surroundings were no longer her Golden Eagle Tower but the eighteenth level of hell.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Hellfire burned around her and the three-headed hound's deafening roar. She looked at the rivers of blood around her and the countless little ghosts that were nailed to the rock walls. Their skin was peeled off and their tendons were pulled out as they howled in pain.
"How does it feel to see yourself in death?"
At this moment, a rough and powerful voice rang out. The woman was stunned. She looked up into the sky and saw a Black God the size of a mountain looking at her. It was Yama!
"Hahaha!"
Yama laughed a few times and reached out with his sharp claws to grab the woman's body. He squeezed gently.
"Ah!"
The woman felt like her body was being squeezed like a noodle. Her tendons and bones were crushed and her chi and blood were flowing in reverse.
"Spare me, spare me, spare me!"
"Are you willing to offer me your Golden Eagle Tower?"
"Yes, yes, I'm willing!"
"Hahaha!"
Yama's laughter gradually evolved and eventually turned into Ye Chen's voice. The woman came to her senses and looked at the young man before her as if she was looking at the real Yama. Her legs went limp and she knelt on the ground.
"Ah?!"
This was the true owner of the Golden Eagle Tower. She was also kneeling before Ye Chen. Such a scene completely shocked everyone present.
They could not stop swallowing their saliva. Who was this person before them? Why did he have such a powerful aura that made everyone bow to him?
"Rumble!"
Suddenly, thunder rumbled and space shook. Waves of Heavenly Emperor Energy filled the surroundings. Everyone felt that their bodies were out of their control and they were forced to kneel down.
Only a few powerhouses could rely on their powerful Martial Will to resist, but they were still shocked!
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