Chapter 1198 Kneel, or Not Kneel! (Four More)

"boom!"

On the sixth floor of Shura City, a pavilion was directly knocked down halfway by Ye Yuan's palm.

"Grandma, who did it? Dare to run wild in my cold-blooded pavilion. Are you tired of living?"

"Who! Whoever did it, get out of here!"

"Don't you know that the Cold Blood Pavilion is covered by the Cold Blood Venerable Lord? Who is so bold?"

...

A group of people ate a belly of ashes and walked out of the pavilion cursing, very arrogant.

Cold-blooded is now the second Sovereign Lord, and his status is second only to that of the Sovereign Lord, so the people under him are also very arrogant, and almost no one dares to provoke him.

Ten years have passed, and the cold-blooded subordinates have cultivated a large number of masters of no phase, and they are rampant on the sixth floor.

A young man, holding a ranking in his hand, slowly came to the crowd.

"From now on, until the cold blood comes, you all have to keep kowtow to my friend! Be loud! If this young master can't hear the sound, you will have a flower on your head." Ye Yuan said coldly.

There are probably hundreds of people who came out of the Cold Blood Pavilion.

These people are all phaseless warriors, and there are even quite a few, only one step away from Daoxuan.

They looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha..., I'm laughing at you, Lord Bear! In this Shura Field, no one dares to speak to us like this in the Cold Blood Pavilion. Where did you come from, are you here to amuse your Lord Bear?"

The warriors on the sixth floor, those who saw Ye Yuan died.

These guys don't know how terrible Ye Yuan is.

Not only them, but all the warriors who were watching also thought that Ye Yuan was joking.

Afraid of scaring the cold blood away, he deliberately suppressed the realm in the state of no phase.

So in the eyes of these people, Ye Yuan's actions are not much different from courting death.

In the entire Shura field, the only person who dared to provoke the cold-blooded lord was the slayer.

"call out!"

"Pfft!"

With a flick of Ye Yuan's fingers, a tiny sword energy suddenly burst out, directly piercing through Master Xiong's head.

Grandpa Xiong's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it until he died that the young man in front of him actually killed him so lightly.

"Now, can you kowtow?" Ye Yuan said calmly.

The killing intent filled the entire square in an instant!

"The Great Perfection Killing Conception!"

This time, everyone was shocked.

This little-known young man actually cultivated the killing intent to the Great Perfection!

You must know that even among the Twelve Lords, no one has cultivated the Slaughtering Conception to the Great Perfection!

Venerable Master Yusha, who only cultivated to the level of nine stars, did not reach the Great Perfection.

The terrifying killing intent directly pushed the warriors of the Cold Blood Pavilion to their knees.

This kind of power is simply not something they can resist.

At this time, they finally knew the gap between them and Ye Yuan.

Although they are both in the state of no phase, they are not worthy of Ye Yuan's shoes!

In addition, Ye Yuan killed Master Xiong without batting an eye when he came up, how could they dare to resist, and kowtowed to Tan Si's ranking one by one.

"Master Tan, we were wrong!"

"Master Tan, you know it, let this master spare us!"

...

These people screamed miserably one by one, as if their parents had died, and they kowtowed loudly.

No sound, no, this killing god is really terrifying.

Even these murderous guys are not stupid enough to joke about their own lives.

Ye Yuan had wandered around here before, and knew the rules here.

If you want them to obey, you will kill them.

Therefore, as soon as he came up, he killed Master Xiong by means of thunder, and then showed his strength, they would be very well behaved.

Ye Yuan knows that the Twelve Lords have their own eyes and ears here. The news here will soon reach the cold-blooded ears.

If he humiliated his subordinates like this, he would definitely come out.

Sure enough, within half an hour, a cold voice came from the sky.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first!

"Where did the offal come from, how dare you break ground on this seat!"

A figure floated down, it was the cold blood that had not been seen for many years.

As soon as he landed in cold blood, he saw the young man across from him, looking at him with a half-smile.

The cold-blooded complexion changed, and he blurted out, "Ye Yuan! It's actually you!"

When he saw Ye Yuan, he was shocked at first. After all, the impression Ye Yuan left on him was really too deep.

But when he found out that Ye Yuan only had the peak of Wuxiangjie, his heart fell to the ground.

Then, his eyes fell on Tan Si's tablet again, and a sneer flashed across his mouth: "Are you here to avenge this idiot? Haha, just based on your strength of Wuxiang Jiuzhong?"

To be honest, when he learned that one of the top ten god kings was named Ye Yuan, he was indeed shocked.

But now, when he saw Ye Yuan's realm, he was completely relieved.

Ye Yuan ignored him and said lightly: "Kneel down now and give Tan Si a few kowtows, this young master can give you a chance to commit suicide. Otherwise... you will be better off dead!"

Cold-blooded seemed to have heard some funny joke, and burst into laughter: "Let me kowtow? It's up to you? Hahaha... Ye Yuan, you really don't know how to write dead words! You don't think that after so many years, this seat's Has the strength been stagnant?"

After all, the cold-blooded momentum is full, and it is the strength of the third level of Taoism!

Ye Yuan smiled and took a step forward!

However, just this step, the situation changes suddenly!

Ye Yuan's aura instantly climbed to the first level of Taoism.

However, Ye Yuan's aura was not just the pressure of the realm.

He now has almost reached the point of great perfection in the three ways of essence, energy, and spirit.

"boom!"

It's just that the power of the first layer of Taoism has completely overwhelmed the cold-blooded third layer of Taoism.

The cold-blooded complexion changed, he did not expect that Ye Yuan would actually hide his strength!

"boom!"

Ye Yuan took another step, and his momentum climbed tenfold again!

Cold-bloodedly shocked to find that he was actually imprisoned by Ye Yuan's aura and couldn't move at all.

He felt as if someone was holding him from behind and knocking him down to the ground!

"Kneel, or not?" Ye Yuan said lightly.

The cold-blooded face was extremely ugly, but he still stubbornly said: "I want this seat to kneel, in the next life!"

The corner of Ye Yuan's mouth twitched, and he took another step!

"boom!"

Daoxuan triple!

Hearing the sound of "puff", the cold blood could no longer hold back, and Ye Yuan pressed him to his knees!

"kowtow!"

Ye Yuan only faintly spit out two words, revealing killing intent.

The cold-blooded eyes revealed a strong color of fear. He never thought that Ye Yuan not only hid his strength, but also hid so much.

The current Ye Yuan is already something he can't even look up to.

This power is terrifying!

Originally, he was counting on the Lord Yusha to save him, but now, he knows that if he doesn't kowtow, there is only one way to go!

Now, only when the Lord comes forward can he be saved.

With extreme unwillingness, cold-blooded finally knocked down...

Thanks for the tree tip!