The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a storm followed, and a strong wind suddenly rose from the ground.

These tens of thousands of practitioners took hundreds of steps back involuntarily.

They felt an extremely terrifying aura spreading slowly.

When their vision returned to normal, they discovered that there was an imposing young man beside Our Lady of the Golden Spirit.

The young man's narrow eyes had a stern look, scanning everyone indifferently.

All the practitioners he saw were trembling in their hearts, as if they were pinned by some terrifying giant beast, and even their lives were not guaranteed.

Ye Chen turned around at this time and said to Bai Susu: "Little White Snake, you are so lucky that you were directly accepted as a disciple by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. I thought you would need a few more years of experience to be with him!"

Bai Susu also had a blessed heart, and immediately knelt down to Ye Chen: "Thank you, senior, for helping me. If it weren't for senior, I would be dead today if I wanted it!"

Ye Chen laughed: "You are quite a clever little kid. From now on, I will help your master keep her eyesight!"

Bai Susu immediately said obediently: "Senior, don't worry, under the master's sect, Susu will definitely serve the master with all her heart!"

Seeing Ye Chen starting to chat here as if there was no one around, everyone around him suddenly felt the fire of ignorance in their hearts.

Among the crowd, the three white-haired old men looked at each other, but slowly backed away calmly.

One of the old men said: "Brother, the evil star Ye Chen actually ended up in person. After a while, there will probably be corpses everywhere and rivers of blood. We should stay away to avoid being affected!"

The eldest among them also said viciously: "You're right, no matter how powerful Ye Chen is, he has his limits. Once he kills these practitioners, he will probably be at the end of his strength, and then it will be the turn of the three of us!"

At this moment, a man who was three feet tall and as strong as a black bear emerged from the crowd.

In his hand, he was holding a xuanhua ax as small as a car. This huge xuanhua ax had a permeating bloody smell spreading around.

The big man stared at a pair of blood-filled eyes, thinking about Ye Chen and roaring: "Little boy, who are you? You have nothing to do here. If you don't want to die, get out!"

When everyone saw the big man, they whispered: "Isn't this Voldemort from Black Wind Mountain? He has practiced a unique secret technique. The secret technique has made his body as strong as a diamond. Even the acquired spiritual treasures are not strong enough." Can't break his defense."

"What's more, this guy is so powerful that he likes to eat his opponents alive. He is simply a madman!"

"Don't worry about it, let Voldemort go and measure the depth of this boy. If he dares to show up in such an occasion, he is either confident or a lunatic!"

Ye Chen raised his eyelids and stared at Voldemort coldly: "Are you talking to me, this inhuman thing?"

Our Lady of Jinling also burst out laughing: "This guy is really ugly!"

Ye Chen suddenly shook his head speechlessly. The character of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was not like this at first. After being with him for a long time, she actually became a little naughty!

Voldemort saw that the other party did not take him seriously at all, and he suddenly screamed with anger, especially when he heard the Golden Spirit Mother laughing at him for being ugly.

What Voldemort cares most about is his appearance, and he explodes in an instant. He doesn't care whether the opponent is a disciple of a saint or not, he will kill him first.

He roared wildly, raised the Xuanhua ax in his hand, and slashed forward with thunderous force.

In an instant, a thick crack appeared in the void.

A blood-red terrifying wind blade slashed down towards Ye Chen and others.

After everyone saw the power of Voldemort, they were secretly frightened. Voldemort's attack was truly shocking.

Ordinary Jinxian cultivators are not his enemies at all.

Even Bai Susu's face changed slightly with nervousness when she saw this attack.

Bai Susu knew her own strength very well. If she faced the Voldemort's attack, she would die in the first round.

Obviously, the Xuanhua ax in the hands of Voldemort is an acquired spiritual treasure level equipment, and this attack is enough to break mountains.

But in the face of this kind of attack, Ye Chen just sneered: "You have a lot of strength, but that's all!"

Then Ye Chen lightly flicked out a wisp of wind, only to hear a loud roar.

The wind that Ye Chen popped up collided with the huge wind blade in the air.

A terrifying shock wave suddenly erupted, spreading in all directions.

Behind Ye Chen seemed to be a natural haven.

Our Lady of Golden Spirit and Bai Susu were not affected in any way.

And Voldemort also put the Xuanhua Board Ax in front of him in time, forming a huge barrier, and he hid behind it.

The most unlucky ones were the nearby practitioners. When this huge shock wave hit, they all turned into rolling gourds in an instant.

Some practitioners were even thrown hundreds of miles away. When they got up, they immediately ran away in disgrace.

The gap is too big, even if they want to pick up the slack, it won't be their turn.

Voldemort showed half his face from behind the Xuanhua ax in great embarrassment. He stared at Ye Chen and said, "What kind of magic did you use to block my attack?"

Ye Chen said impatiently: "I'm just passing by today, and I don't want to make a big fight. I can tell you clearly that the Nightmare of Creation is here with me."

"Whoever wants to rob me can attack me, but if I kill him, don't complain!"

But Voldemort howled and rushed over again: "If you can block one of my attacks, you are considered a man. Try hitting me again!"

This time Voldemort's attack was even more violent, more than twice as powerful as the last wind blade.

The cultivator who had suffered a loss continued to control his body and quickly retreated. There was no trace of anyone within a hundred miles.

All the practitioners hid in the clouds and watched carefully.

But this time, Ye Chen had no patience to continue wasting time with this Voldemort.

"Thunder comes!"

Following Ye Chen's angry rebuke, a thunderbolt sounded in the clear sky.

A barrel-breathing purple divine thunder fell from the sky, its target was Voldemort.

Voldemort's expression changed wildly, and he instinctively moved his body to avoid it.

It's a pity that this purple divine thunder has locked onto his aura, chasing after him like a shadow.

Voldemort moved hundreds of miles away in an instant, but was finally caught up by the purple divine thunder.

Voldemort felt that he could not escape this time, so he concentrated all his power on his body and formed a black energy shield on the surface of his body, as if he had curled up his body in a giant egg.