Morgan opened his mouth and was completely torn! The flesh on his cheeks was torn apart, revealing the gums and pressing grooves inside!

ah!

Morgan screamed!

The mage next to him looked angry when he looked at this scene!

"monkey……"

Morgan was very tough, even though Ye Chen had his mouth torn apart, he was still screaming!

Click!

A golden blade flashed by, and Morgan's tongue, which was already in disgrace, was cut in half again!

Morgan trembled all over in pain!

"It's not enough to pronounce it, it's not enough!" Ye Chen said coldly, like a devil in hell, slapping it again, and then teeth flew out of the air!

Morgan was roaring like a wounded beast. At this moment, his mouth was torn, his tongue was broken, and even his teeth were completely gone, and his entire mouth was ventilated on all sides.

"Can't issue syllables now?" Ye Chen clapped his hands, as if he was very satisfied with his masterpiece!

Then, he grabbed Morgan's hand and threw it casually, and Morgan fell to the ground!

When everyone thought it was over, Ye Chen raised his right foot and stepped on it hard!

Another scream, Morgan's entire leg was completely stomped, and the sound of his bones breaking came, and everyone's teeth were sore when they heard it.

Ye Chen turned around and looked at the other three supernatural masters!

Snow-white teeth were revealed again!

"This time, it's your turn!"

Ye Chen's voice fell, and then everyone saw a light flying out, bang!

When I saw it clearly again, the three supernatural masters had all fallen to the ground at this moment.

The supernatural element was shattered by the roar. They had no source of power and no support for strength, and they became living targets. What kind of battle did they use?

"Waste!" Ye Chen said contemptuously.

When the three of them heard this, their faces turned blue and their bodies trembled!

Ye Chen turned his gaze to Mi Meng next to him again!

At this moment, Mi Meng's face turned pale. She thought that these four powerful Western cultivators could rescue him from danger, but now the result is...

Mi Meng lay on the ground, looking ugly!

"Mr. Ye, I used to be ignorant of Mount Tai. Now, I apologize to you solemnly. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will definitely..."

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he was slapped by Ye Chen in the air!

"You have now lost the qualification to talk to me!" Ye Chen said coldly.

Mi Meng was beaten and her head was confused and her eyes were frightened!

"Now, who is willing to defect to China? We are willing to offer the price Mi Meng paid twice!" Ye Chen did not take action, but shouted at those who were fighting Dulong.

Ye Chen's voice was like thunder, exploding in the air, shocking everyone on both sides of the battle!

Dulong and others didn't expect Ye Chen to do this, but since Ye Chen said that, he thought of Ye Chen's own alchemy strength and directly recognized it in his heart.

"To meet you today, we are unlucky, we admit defeat! However, if we want us to surrender to China, we have some delusions! If we are willing to surrender, why should we go to the South Vietnam Kingdom to cooperate with the Grand Master?" said a white-haired man in the crowd.

Ye Chen glanced at him.

The man sneered.

"You don't have to look at me, it's useless to look at me. I think I'll be afraid of you?

We have seen all the combat power you just now. Maybe you have a special method that can suppress the supernatural practitioners, but you don’t have it to us. We admit that you can’t beat it today, but it’s not easy for you to keep us!" The man said again, his tone was light and he didn’t take Ye Chen seriously at all.

"I will give you a chance now. If you can leave me, I will no longer ask you to join China and will give you double the pills."

The man was stunned and then sneered:

"Arrogant!"

"Then you'll be careful! Let's see how I slipped away under your nose!" the white-haired man said coldly and arrogantly.

At this moment, the battle on the field had stopped, and everyone was watching this scene, especially when they saw the white-haired man, they were even more surprised. They had contacted this person before, and among all of them, they were not top-notch. They almost had the magic swords Wei Tao and Parkson, and seemed to have no other means.

Didn't everyone know before that this person has better methods?

The white-haired man looked at Ye Chen provocatively, and then the momentum on his body suddenly increased!

As the momentum exploded, the true energy on his body flowed, and the runes shone, and then a strange scene appeared!

One figure after another appeared around him!

Every figure has the same expression, the same momentum, and even the aura is exactly the same!

Everyone present was shocked. They had heard before that some people practice illusions, but the so-called illusions are just a trick to deceive people. But ordinary people are okay. It is almost impossible to deceive practitioners, especially high-level practitioners!

Because, no matter how realistic the phantom a person creates, it is impossible for him to even have the same breath, but the person in front of him did it!

Not only did he have uniform movements and expressions, but his breath was consistent!

"Chinese boy, I'm leaving now. Do you have the ability to stop me? Hahaha..." The laughter echoed, and the white-haired man's tone was rampant and contemptuous!

After saying that, the hundreds of exactly the same figures of the white-haired man flew directly from all directions. Not to mention Ye Chen himself, even if he called everyone present, he could not stop these figures, because they could not tell at all!

Everyone looked at Ye Chen and saw Ye Chen still standing there, motionless!

"Chinese boy, may you stop me?" This time, the voice came from all directions, filling them with it, as if the man had left.

Finally, a sneer flashed across Ye Chen's face!

"You have tried your best to practice hard, and even dispersed some of the origin to imitate your own breath. But if you have the ability to copy your expression, copy your voice, copy your breath, do you have the ability to copy your luck?" Ye Chen's voice was like a big bell, and it exploded in the audience.

Then, the arm wrapped around the purple rune was directly photographed, like a curtain hanging down the sky, and directly shot at a figure!

ah!

When Ye Chen's arm was about to fall on the figure, the figures finally trembled in an instant, and even showed horror!

"you……"

Bang!

Ye Chen's big hand fell down and hit the man heavily, smashing him to the ground!

Everyone was shocked, and the white-haired man was even more frightened!

"How can you see through my true deity?" The man shouted, his voice trembling. This was his way to save his life. He was hidden by himself, just to save his life in an emergency. Unexpectedly, he was broken by the Chinese in front of him all at once!

Ye Chen looked contemptuous.

And the golden light flows in the middle of my eyebrows, that is his heavenly eye!

The heavenly eye looks at luck! It is his ability that has long been awakened!

This person can forge aura, but cannot forge aura. Only one of these figures has aura, and the others are nothingness!

When he saw Ye Chen, he refused to answer. If it were usual, the man would have been angry, but now he dare not be dissatisfied.

"I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, I will lose! I am willing to be sent by Mr. Ye." The man said respectfully, but there was clearly a resentment in his eyes.

"I want to change my mind? It's too late!" Ye Chen was indifferent.
Chapter completed!