Ye Chen said it was too late, and the black-faced Leopard King was so scared that he was so scared!

He almost subconsciously took several steps back, then suddenly turned around and ran down the mountain desperately.

He had just seen Ye Chen's method of killing the Golden Lion King.

A piece of stone can kill a six-star warrior.

If I don’t run away, I’m afraid I will repeat the Golden Lion King’s mistakes.

However, he had just turned around and had not yet taken two steps, but he felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, and then he lost all his consciousness.

The black-faced Leopard King died very simply and almost died in the flash, so he did not suffer any pain.

However, in the eyes of other soldiers in Wanlong Palace, the death of the Black-faced Leopard King is really miserable!

Ye Chen used a pebble to penetrate his brain directly.

What's even worse was that pebbles shot into the back of his head and blasted out from his face, blasting a blood hole as big as a fist in the middle of his entire face!

His nose was gone, and his eyeballs were squeezed out of his eye sockets by the huge force of pebbles!

At this moment, everyone in Wanlong Palace was completely shocked by Ye Chen!

One of the four war kings in Wanlong Palace had lost one in the Middle East, but now one is destroyed and two are killed!

At this point, all the four battle kings in Wanlong Palace have fallen.

Among the remaining people, besides Wan Pojun, the strongest one is just the five-star warrior. Who is Ye Chen's opponent?

Ye Chen looked at a group of extremely panicked soldiers in Wanlong Palace and said coldly: "You have been practicing hard for many years to achieve the current cultivation level. If you don't want the hard work of so many years to ruin it, just take a step back!"

As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, nearly a hundred people retreated without hesitation.

The only thing that didn't move was Wan Pojun.

Wan Pojun did not expect that the core layer built by Wanlong Hall, which he built with one hand, would fall apart like this.

At this time, Ye Chen looked at the eight soldiers in Wanlong Palace carrying coffins and said coldly: "You guys, put down the coffin and take another step back!"

When the eight people heard this, they immediately placed Wan Pojun’s parents’ coffin on the ground and retreated honestly.

At this time, only Wan Pojun was left in front of the formation of Wanlong Palace.

Ye Chen raised his eyes, looked at Wan Pojun, and asked him: "When you came to Yeling Mountain today, did you ever think that things would become the current situation?"

Wan Pojun was extremely depressed and laughed terrified: "The skills are not as good as people, there is nothing to say."

Ye Chen sneered: "You may not know, but I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Wan Pojun raised his head, looked at Ye Chen, and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I asked someone to bring two people to Yanjing the night before yesterday. You know these two people. Next, let you meet them one by one."

Just when Wan Pojun didn't know what Ye Chen said, Ye Chen turned to look at He Hongsheng and said, "Mr. He, the younger guy kneeling in front of my parents' grave can be brought here."

"Okay!" He Hongsheng knew that the younger one Ye Chen was talking about was Chen Zhonglei who Ye Chen brought back from the Middle East.

So he personally walked to Ye Chen's parents' spirit, pulled Chen Zhonglei, who was wearing a black cloth bag, to Ye Chen, and said respectfully: "Mr. Ye, someone is brought here."

Ye Chen nodded, looked at Wan Pojun, and asked him with a smile: "Lord Wan, do you know who this is?"
Chapter completed!