"It's you?"
The middle-aged man's gaze landed on Ye Chen as well. He said with an extremely grim expression, "Brat, did you hurt Du Qiang?"
He had never seen Ye Chen before, so he could not recognize Ye Chen even though he was right before him.
However, the only thing that puzzled him was that he did not sense any True Energy fluctuation from Ye Chen. He looked like an ordinary person.
At the same time, the few figures behind him surrounded Ye Chen subconsciously. They seemed to be waiting for the middle-aged man to give the order to tear Ye Chen into pieces.
What they did not notice was that Yan Nanfei, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have regained his consciousness. He was looking at Ye Chen excitedly.
Supreme Ye!
I knew it. Ever since you debuted, whether it was killing Yuan Bupo or Bai Zhanyuan, you've always been victorious. How could a Chinese legend like you die so easily?
Seeing that Ye Chen did not move as if he did not hear him, the middle-aged man shouted sternly, "Brat, I'm asking you a question!"
"Bada!"
Ye Chen lit a cigarette for himself slowly. After taking a deep puff, he allowed the smoke to linger around him.
A few seconds later, an emotionless voice sounded, "I'm the No. 1 person in China that you guys are talking about!"
The middle-aged man and the rest were stunned. On the other hand, Du Qiang, who was sitting on the ground, had a change of expression. He seemed to have recalled something and exclaimed, "Y-You're Mad Southern Ye?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a storm was set off in the entire bar. Everyone's expression changed at the same time.
Mad Southern Ye?!
That Chinese legend was not dead, and he had returned?!
"What?"
The middle-aged man was shocked as well. A look of disbelief immediately appeared on his face, "You're Mad Southern Ye? Y-You're not dead?! "
"Y-Supreme Ye!"
At that moment, Yan Nanfei, who was lying on the ground, struggled as if he wanted to stand up. He looked at Ye Chen and roared with all his might, "W-Why are you back? Quick, run!"
Shang Santian had violated the agreement that Emperor Stage cultivators were not allowed to enter the world. Countless powerhouses had arrived. To him, Ye Chen's appearance at this time was equivalent to walking into a trap!
His roar immediately woke up everyone, including Du Qiang. Du Qiang hurriedly said, "Second Uncle, quick, catch him. Don't let him escape!"
"Hahaha!"
The middle-aged man snapped back to his senses. He looked at Ye Chen in an extremely bloodthirsty manner, "Mad Southern Ye, you really chose to barge into hell instead of taking the path to heaven. Don't even think about leaving today!"
"Everyone, kill him. When the time comes, our Du family will definitely become famous in China, and the Xiao family of Shang Santian will definitely reward us generously!"
As soon as he said that, the rest's eyes turned red instantly. Subsequently, they charged at Ye Chen fearlessly.
To them, the weakest among them was a beginner-stage martial venerable. Seven or eight of them were enough to kill Ye Chen!
"That's right, this is a gift from the heavens!"
"As long as we kill Mad Southern Ye, the hope of the Chinese cultivation world will be completely gone. By then, China will be the world of Shang Santian!"
"Kill, kill, kill …"
The people who were watching from afar could not help but shake their heads and sigh when they saw that. Even though Ye Chen was once the China No. 1, that was when Shang Santian did not show up.
Yan Nanfei roared as if he wanted to stand up. However, he was too severely injured. He could only watch helplessly as those people charged at Ye Chen with a murderous aura.
Ye Chen did not move at all. After taking the last puff of his cigarette, he flicked his finger and the cigarette butt was thrown into the air.
An extremely cold voice slowly came from his mouth that was shrouded in smoke, "It's time for the massacre to begin …"
In the next moment, a long whip suddenly appeared in his hand. The whip was several meters long, and it reeked of blood.
A bloodthirsty expression appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's lips. He extended his hand and grabbed at a beginner-stage martial venerable who was charging at the front.
The other party immediately felt an irresistible suction force. His expression changed as if he wanted to struggle. However, Ye Chen grabbed him in the blink of an eye and broke his throat.
"First one!"
Ye Chen waved his hand and pierced his body onto the long whip. From now on, he would pierce his opponent's body onto the whip every time he killed someone!
He wanted to kill until Shang Santian trembled!
The rest of the people could not help but have a change of expression when they saw him kill a beginner-stage martial venerable so easily. Clearly, they did not expect Ye Chen to be so powerful.
However, they had no choice but to shoot. Relying on their numbers, an intermediate-stage martial venerable charged forward and slapped Ye Chen, "Die!"
"You're the one who's going to die!"
Ye Chen flicked his finger and pierced through the man's skull directly. Subsequently, he pierced his body onto the whip, "Second one!"
Another intermediate-stage martial venerable died!
The middle-aged man and the rest who were charging at the back were completely stunned when they saw that. They looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.
At this point, they finally understood that Ye Chen had become more powerful than before!
"Oh no, he's too powerful. Run, run …"
The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed drastically. He then abandoned the crowd and dashed towards the exit of the bar without saying a word.
"Run, we must run. Spread the news that he's not dead. When the time comes, the Emperor Stage patriarchs will come out to deal with him!"
However, in the next moment, a long whip strangely wrapped around his neck. The long whip contracted violently like a venomous snake and broke his throat on the spot.
"No, don't kill me!"
"I-I surrender!"
"…"
Following the death of the middle-aged man, the high-level martial venerable, the rest were completely scared out of their wits. They knelt before Ye Chen and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.
They were scared!
They were really scared by Ye Chen's killing!
Ye Chen said nothing. He charged over with the corpse on the whip and killed the remaining people one by one. In the end, there were a total of eight corpses hanging on his whip!
The people watching from afar were stunned by the scene. Some even peed their pants. To them, Ye Chen was not human. He was clearly an Asura who had returned from hell.
He killed anyone he saw!
Someone gulped and said, "Fortunately, he didn't kill us!"
"Go to hell too!"
Ye Chen lifted his hand and waved dozens of wind blades. He killed the hundreds of ordinary people who were watching from the side without showing any mercy.
Although they had no enmity with him, they deserved to die for using Yan Nanfei as a target for fun as they were also Chinese!
In the end, apart from Ye Chen, Yan Nanfei, and Du Qiang, the originally crowded bar was filled with corpses!
When Ye Chen's gaze landed on Du Qiang, Du Qiang felt like he had been bitten by a ferocious beast. His body shuddered violently, "S-Spare me …"
Ye Chen pressed his palm on his head coldly and performed the Soul Searching Tactic to read his memories forcefully. In the end, his gaze that had finally calmed down turned cold again.
"Celestial Master Hall, you're courting death!"
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(PS: Chapter 5, today's update has been completed. Sorry for the long wait. I'd like to clarify that the update will be done at night every day. I'll update it once I'm done. I'm not satisfied with the chapter updates. I'm begging for monthly votes and recommendation votes. Thank you!)
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