Chapter 1531

"An old-fashioned ugly old man, dare to threaten Ben Shao?" Ye Chu was not ashamed to speak, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he looked directly at Murong Xiao, "If you want to kill them, step on Ben Shao's corpse first!"

"Do you really want to die?" Murong Xiao was murderous, "Until now, you still want to resist, don't blame the old man for sparing his talents!"

"If you want Ben Shao's life, exchange it for your life!"

Ye Chu let out a roar, and Qinglian turned into a brilliant golden light, and everyone didn't react for a while, and their eyes were shaken by the golden light.

"Flutter ......"

The six elders couldn't react in time, and they were hit by the golden light, and the whole person's bones seemed to be falling apart, and they were blasted back a few miles.

"The Natal Holy Fist that incarnates the fist is indeed a holy fist...... "Murong roared, his eyes were like torches, and he said to everyone, "Kill him!"

After that, Murong Xiao took the lead and raised his hand to shoot out a piece of golden light, which was actually the retrograde Qiankun technique of Murong Old Ancestor, and returned Ye Chu's natal holy fist to Ye Chu with the same move.

The two pieces of golden light collided violently, and Ye Chu's figure appeared from the golden light, fell into the void, and vomited blood again.

He immediately poured the peerless wine into his mouth, and at the same time performed the mystery of snatching, and then Murong Xiao's face changed greatly, and he found that Murong Xianxian and Qing Wenting were gone.

"Damn!" Murong Xiao's face was extremely ugly, and he immediately said to Murong Zhentian, "Zhentian, you wait to take people to find those two people and seal all the exits of the ancestral land!"

"En!" Although Murong Zhentian was unwilling, he said to Murong Xiao, "Ancestor, you must kill this son, if the news reaches Wuxin Peak, it will be very bad for us!"

"Don't worry, he can't go!"

Murong Xiao was murderous, turned into a blood-colored broadsword, and approached Ye Chu in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's a hero who saves the beauty, for them, I don't even want my life!" Murong Xiao sneered, "It's just a pity that you haven't enjoyed them until now, but you're going to die here!"

"The old dog is really noisy! If you want to eat and find a pit by yourself, Ben Shao doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you, his mouth is full of, go rinse his mouth!" Ye Chu scolded directly, still pouring wine into his mouth.

"Look for death!"

Murong Xiao's face froze, he didn't expect Ye Chu's words to be so ugly, he was really angry.

The terrifying big knife slashed directly at Ye Chu.

"Boom ......"

A piece of blue light exploded in the void, and a chilling aura suddenly surged towards Murong Xiao, causing Murong Xiao's face to change drastically and retreat quickly.

"What's that?"

I saw that Ye Chu was sitting in a nine-cornered strange tripod at this time, and the strange tripod was like a piece of ice that had been around for hundreds of millions of years, constantly exuding a cold aura outward.

This terrifying chilling aura made even himself, a quasi-saint who had stepped into the realm of a saint with one foot, very jealous, and a trace of fear in his heart.

"Is that the thing?"

After carefully looking at the appearance of this Jiufang Ding, Murong Xiao couldn't help but think of something, and his scalp began to tingle a little.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a Cold Supreme, and practitioners also called him the Han Emperor.

This person is a Yin Han cultivator, with a secret treasure, and finally directly cultivated to the Supreme level of the supreme zài, although he was not really recorded in the history of the Supreme, but many people called him the Ice Cold Supreme.

And his secret treasure is such a Jiuding Throne, also known as the Ice Throne.

"This kid's luck is too strong, the yin and yang of heaven and earth, won't he be killed?" Murong Xiao's face was solemn, looking at Ye Chu, who was sitting quietly in the Ice Throne.

He was almost dying, and now he was sitting in the Ice Throne, surrounded by ice, as if he was about to be frozen in ice.

"He's trying to save the last wisp of life for himself, and I can't resist ......"

Murong Xiao's face was extremely ugly, in front of his clansmen, he was put on a stand by this kid, and he had no choice in the face of the Ice Throne, after all, this was a real supreme weapon, and it might even be far beyond the scope of the supreme weapon. You must know that the Ice Cold Supreme is the Supreme that relies on this thing, and the height of this thing itself may be more than the level of the Supreme Vessel.

"Oh my God, it's so cold......"

"What the hell is that, the smell is so cold, it's about to be frozen......"

"Run ......"

The Ice Throne appeared, and even though it was dozens of miles away from the nearest cultivators, he could still feel a chill to the bone, shaking these cultivators from head to toe. 、

Many disciples of the Murong family began to flee towards the exit.

"Not good!"

Murong Xiao also felt it, this Cold Ice Throne seemed to be starting to operate, and a large amount of terrifying cold qi began to sweep over, as if it was going to freeze the entire Murong Ancestral Land.

"Look for death!"

He finally made a move, and the nine supreme powerful talisman seals directly took the nine peaks of the Ice Throne and grabbed the Ice Throne.

"Boom ......"

However, the Ice Throne was too strong, and the nine supreme cold qi, like nine holy weapons, directly greeted Murong Xiao's Nine Dao Runic Seal, directly smoothing it out.

"Flutter ......"

Murong Xiao spurted a mouthful of blood, and his figure immediately retreated, and at the same time roared angrily: "All the disciples of the Murong family, immediately leave the ancestral land and activate the Great Clan Protection Array!"

The Ice Throne is unpredictable, Murong Xiao is afraid, the throne has not fully awakened just now, even if it only awakens one or half of it, his own blow may cause him to fall.

With the strength of the Ice Throne, it is not a big deal to freeze the ancestral land of the Murong family, which is forty or fifty thousand miles, but the foundation of the clan may completely collapse, including the Dragon and Phoenix Pool and other secret places that shape the family's powerhouses will be sealed.

A large number of disciples of the Murong family began to flee frantically, and among the fleeing crowd, there were three daughters who were also mixed in the crowd.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going back to him!" Qing Wenting changed her appearance at this time, wearing the mask that Ye Chu brought from Tianji Valley, and beside her, Murong Xue and Murong Xianxian, the mother and daughter, were on the side.

"Wen Ting, let's go out quickly, Ye Chu must have a way to leave, don't drag him back here......" Murong Xue's mother and daughter also changed their appearance, and took advantage of the chaos to pull Qing Wenting out.

Qing Wenting turned her head step by step, looking at the chill coming from the void, tears kept slipping: "It's all like this, how can he escape......"

"I believe he can ......" Ye Chu's figure appeared in Murong Xue's mind, as well as that evil smile, and his somewhat indifferent back before.

Seeing Qing Wenting crying for him, she suddenly felt a little sad, if she didn't say that sentence that day, maybe Ye Chu wouldn't have this attitude towards herself, she would have hurt his heart, right?

Maybe he is really interesting to himself, but he thinks too much, so he can't release his feelings to the fullest like Qing Wenting.

"Sister, let's go, people like him won't die so easily......" Murong Xianxian also dragged Qing Wenting to death, and the mother and daughter worked together to pull Qing Wenting and escape.