Poverty

Chapter 1660 Riot
Among the crowd, a handsome young man was looking at the ferry from afar.

His eyes fell on Ying Kongcheng.

"Ying Kongcheng, this bastard is going to the Ancient Universe to harvest today. He is already halfway to becoming immortal. This harvest is a necessary step for him to advance. I will never let him reach the Ancient Universe alive."

This young man is called Liu Baiyi, and he is a disciple of Saint King Tianxuan.

He is one of those people who doesn't get much attention in the sect. He is usually very low-key and a marginalized little character.

The people following around Yingkong City at this time were all true disciples of Saint King Tianxuan.

Each of these true disciples is extraordinary. They are either local extraordinary people, or they are from the lower realms and transformed into extraordinary people after ascending to the upper realms.

The former is blessed with high-level Dao patterns and extraordinary talent, while the latter is a top talent in every universe.

People outside the domain are allowed to transform into aliens. They are also called new aliens, and after the transformation, they are no different from aliens.

Liu Baiyi looked at Ying Kongcheng's arrogant face, and hatred appeared in his eyes.

His father was a great master in the ancient universe, but was beheaded for resisting foreign rule.

This was done by Ying Kongcheng who traveled to the ancient universe at that time.

Liu Baiyi remembered that scene clearly. His father's hands and feet were nailed in the void, his internal organs were dug out, every part of his body was carefully cut off, and his face was also peeled off.

He came to the outside world carrying the hopes of his parents.

Liu Baiyi has been practicing under the tutelage of Saint King Tianxuan over the years.

In addition, he sometimes goes to the Black Domain.

The Black Domain is another special place where bloody fights often take place.

He fought to the death in the Black Territory and gained some resources, so his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, but he did not show it on the surface.

Saint King Tianxuan usually doesn't teach his disciples very often. Marginalized disciples like him are taught by true disciples on their behalf, and they don't even have the chance to see the Saint King on weekdays.

He had been lying in wait so cautiously until now. A few days ago, he learned that Ying Kongcheng was going to harvest the ancient universe again, and this harvest would be different from the previous ones.

In order for Ying Kongcheng to become immortal, most people in the ancient universe will probably die. This can no longer be called a harvest, but rather a purge.

"Ying Kongcheng is half-immortal. His magic weapon, the Seven Killing Stele of Heaven, contains some of the power of immortal magic weapons. If it is further refined, it will become a true immortal magic weapon. I am afraid that my chances of winning in a fight with him are only 30%."

Liu Baiyi was calculating silently in his heart.

The strength of each of the people around Yingkong City is top-notch.

If it were a one-on-one fight, he was confident that he could defeat them. After all, he had been a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect for so many years, and had been trying hard to observe the flaws in each person's martial arts.

But if they rushed at him all at once, he wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

The time given to him was too short, and Ying Kongcheng and the geniuses around him were too talented and had too good resources.

He went to the Black Territory many times to fight life-and-death battles and obtain resources, but he could only barely catch up with these people.

"We must find the most suitable opportunity, strike with thunder, and wait for him to go to Chaos Star Sea. There will always be a chance then."

There are not many good opportunities for Liu Baiyi now, but he cannot watch his hometown universe being cleansed.

More importantly, once Ying Kongcheng advances to become an immortal being, his chances of killing him will be even slimmer, and there will be no way to avenge his blood feud.

Liu Baiyi was calculating the flaws in the martial arts of Ying Kongcheng and others in his mind, and tried hard to conceal the murderous intent in his eyes.

He was ready to sacrifice himself in one strike, or die if he failed.

On the other side, Ying Kongcheng and others chatted and laughed all the way to the ferry.

The guard at the ferry came over to greet him.

"Mr. Ying"

A young man beside Ying Kongcheng, who was as gentle as jade and showed no murderous intent, approached him and whispered, "Brother, a disciple from our sect has followed us all the way, and he has murderous intentions."

The true disciple's reaction was extremely sharp, but Liu Baiyi didn't know that he had been exposed.

Ying Kongcheng just hummed softly, disapprovingly, and said calmly: "Whether you have the intention to kill or not, it's just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

He was confident, powerful, and in high spirits.

He had already discovered Liu Baiyi before the young man discovered him, but he didn't take him seriously.

An inconspicuous disciple in the sect, who seemed to hide his strength on weekdays, was harboring evil intentions.

just,

so what?

In the vast universe, countless geniuses gathered outside the domain, and Yingkong City was one of the best.

If he even cares about these people, he doesn't deserve to be called Yingkong City.

"There is turmoil in the Demonic Ruins, and there will be big changes outside the domain. I must hurry up and cultivate to become immortal. Other things are trivial." Ying Kongcheng thought to himself.

In his opinion, the most important thing at the moment is to harvest the ancient universe.

There was turmoil in the Demonic Ruins. Many Saint Kings and Dao Lords had gone deep into it, and countless masters from outside the domain had also poured in. Many of them died in there silently.

However, there were some lucky ones who inherited the treasure and escaped.

This is a time of great change and turbulence. As the legitimate son of Saint King Tianxuan, Ying Kongcheng must seize this opportunity.

They boarded the ferry and headed for the ancient universe.

However, Ying Kongcheng suddenly noticed a ship coming straight towards him at a very fast speed.

That was also a Shenyuanlou ship. The person standing on the ship had the unique aura of a ferry guard, but he seemed to be seriously injured.

On the other side stood a tall young man, and it was he who controlled the ship.

"who?"

"Who is causing trouble here?"

At this time, the building ship crashed straight into them, but the materials of the two building ships were very hard, and the hulls were almost indestructible, so there was no damage.

But because one is stationary and the other is running at full speed.

The ship that Ying Kongcheng and his crew were on was knocked sideways, and the hull was shaking violently and turbulent, immediately attracting attention.

A guard with sharp eyes recognized the middle-aged man on the boat and shouted, "Lin Yuan, you are so brave! You dare to show up on your own initiative!"

"Lin Yuan, I didn't realize that you are so cautious on weekdays, but you are so crazy in your bones."

"How dare you to offend the son of the Holy King Tianxuan!"

"Kill him, cut off his face and use it to buy wine."

Figures crisscrossed each other and they shouted loudly.

The forest ape on the ferry turned pale and looked horrified.

"Just start like this? What did I say just now?"

Lin Yuan was confused at this moment. He just told Li Daoyou one sentence.
Fellow Daoist Li seemed to have gone mad suddenly, and he drove at full speed towards the ship.

"Did I say something wrong just now? Was it not clear enough, or... did my tone make him feel belittled?"

At this moment, Lin Yuan's eyes were full of astonishment. Feeling the murderous gazes around him, his heart was filled with sadness.

Ying Kongcheng's gaze also fell on Lin Yuan at this time.

He didn't care about such a small person in the past, but recently this Lin Yuan was on the wanted list, and he occasionally saw it and wrote down the name.

Ying Kongcheng nodded slightly and said approvingly: "You are indeed quite courageous."

Lin Yuan forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

Facing this Prince of the Saint King, he only felt that the other party was unfathomable, and even those people around him might not be his opponents even in his prime.

But there was no time to explain, he just wanted to escape. The next moment, Li Yanchu suddenly laughed,
"It didn't kill you. The Shenyuan ship is really strong."

Ying Kongcheng's gaze shifted to Li Yanchu. The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in the air.

Liu Baiyi was a little at a loss when looking at this scene.

His breathing quickened unconsciously.
"Who is this person? Is he also a hero in my ancient universe? But I have never seen him."

At this time, many questions arose in his mind.

Ying Kongcheng raised his hand and lightly tapped his fingers, and an extremely sharp light tore through the void.

At this moment, everything around seemed to slow down, leaving only that dazzling light.

Liu Baiyi's pupils contracted, and his hands and feet became cold.

He suddenly realized that he had underestimated Ying Kongcheng's cultivation.

"He can have such power with just a casual strike. Even if I risk my life, can I really injure them seriously?"

At this moment, he didn't even realize that he no longer dared to think about killing Ying Kongcheng.

Ying Kongcheng's magical power blasted out with infinite power.

Li Yanchu suddenly moved at this moment and punched Ying Kongcheng in the lower abdomen.

Ying Kongcheng, who had previously been so handsome and looked like a god, suddenly had a distorted expression on his face.

His body unconsciously arched up like a shrimp.

Everyone was shocked!

Li Yanchu punched Ying Kongcheng so hard that he vomited his gallbladder.

The guards around were all smart people, and they stopped suddenly at this moment.

Some of them used too much force and their blood boiled after forcibly stopping their bodies, but at least they managed to brake the car. They looked at this scene in disbelief.

"Who is he?"

"Could it be the true teaching of some holy king?"

There was hesitation in everyone's eyes at this moment. They did not want to be involved in the fight between the Holy Kings.

Ying Kongcheng's figure fled backwards, his expression was ferocious, his handsome face became extremely distorted, divine patterns emerged, and ancient runes instantly filled his whole body.

The people around him also took action immediately, and they all used Dong Yuan to kill Li Yanchu.

Ying Kongcheng sacrificed a broken stone tablet, on which emerged a sharp sword intent and murderous aura.

Everyone around felt as if they were falling into an ice cellar!

Even the Saint King's disciples around him were affected by this murderous aura and almost lost their minds.

The Jietian Seven Killings Stele, an ancient magic weapon, is said to contain the sword intent left by the Jietian Taoist. As long as one masters it, one can master the great way of killing.

At this moment, he sacrificed the Seven Killings Monument of the Sky, and the sharp sword intent was almost about to burst out.

When Li Yanchu felt the sword intent, his heart trembled, as if he would be killed by the sword intent in the next moment.

But his move was indeed too fast, and Ying Kongcheng was caught off guard.

If he could have taken out the Seven Killings Stele earlier, his situation would have been better.

But close combat is what Li Yanchu is best at.

He hit Ying Kongcheng in the ribs with his elbow. With a snap, Ying Kongcheng's ribs broke. An unimaginable force rushed into his body, disrupting his dojo.

At this time, the Seven Killings Monument of the Sky was about to fall. Li Yanchu changed his body shape and came behind him, slapping Ying Kongcheng on the back of the head with one palm.

Ying Kongcheng's brain suddenly shattered and splattered all over Li Yanchu.

At this distance, Li Yanchu was unable to control the strength when he used all his strength.

Ying Kongcheng was killed by Li Yanchu before his cultivation could be pushed to its full potential.

His soul was attached to the Seven Killings Monument of Jietian, and he was terrified.

"who are you?"

Ying Kongcheng was shocked and angry.

Li Yanchu's figure shuttled among the killing powers of the crowd, and he raised his hand and punched again.

The Jietian Seven Killings Monument was intact, but Ying Kongcheng's soul was directly shattered by him.

This half-step immortal, the legitimate son of the Holy King who was about to reap the ancient universe, has fallen!

At this time, as they approached the ferry, there was a brief calm, and the guards looked horrified.

Liu Baiyi was also in a daze at this time, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"how is this possible?"

He almost lost his faith in Taoism. The enemy he had been striving for and practicing hard to deal with was beaten to death by this young man.

"Is he not the real Ying Kongcheng? But just an incarnation?" Liu Baiyi was a little bit unbelievable.

However, if it were an incarnation, he would never bring such an important treasure as the Seven Killings Stele of the Sky, and it is impossible for him to go to harvest it as an incarnation.

Therefore, there is only one possibility, that is, this young man is ridiculously strong.

Li Yanchu killed Ying Kongcheng instantly, and then returned to the Shenyuan Tower Ship.

Looking at the dazed Lin Yuan who seemed to have seen a ghost, Li Yanchu said, "Drive the ship with me and escape quickly!"

Lin Yuan came back to his senses at this moment, and after hearing what Li Yanchu said, he immediately worked with Li Yanchu to cultivate and drive the Shenyuan Tower Ship with all his strength.

There was horror in the eyes of those guards, but they were stationed here, so how could they allow such a vicious criminal to leave?

They decided to kill them.

But Li Yanchu's voice was like a loud bell.
"By order of the Heavenly Martial Saint King, kill Ying Kongcheng, and get out of here!"

The Holy King of Heavenly Martial Arts! ?
There was a sudden buzz in everyone's mind.

Saint King Tianwu actually sent people to kill Saint King Tianxuan's legitimate son before the ferry.

Everyone was shocked at this moment, unable to tell what was true or false for a moment.

While hesitating, Li Yanchu had already steered the ship and fled from here at lightning speed.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, but still chased after him.

Not only that, there was also a strong aura reviving on this side of the ferry.

However, Li Yanchu was very good at escaping. He used all his strength to kill Ying Kongcheng, took away the Jietian Seven Killings Stele, and then fled.

The guards lost sight of him after a short chase.

Lin Yuan is an old hand who has been here for many years. Under his guidance, Li Yanchu is like a fish in water and escapes from the ferry.

After escaping, Lin Yuan found that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"It might be even more dangerous if I follow him." Lin Yuan was stunned at this time.

Not long after the two of them escaped from the ferry, a figure appeared above the ferry, with the light of the avenue surrounding him, spiritual light dancing, and a majestic face.

A dignified man with a stern face, yellow skin, and a burly and majestic body spoke coldly: "What's going on?"

The aura just now burst out too quickly and ended too quickly. When he rushed here, the other party had already left.

This majestic and cold Holy King saw that the people around him were looking at him with strange eyes, and he did not reply immediately.

Saint King Tianwu frowned slightly.

"Ok?"