Genius Daddy in the City

Chapter 849 - The Loser Who Lost to Ye Wushuang!

Chapter 849: The Loser Who Lost to Ye Wushuang!

Outside Border Dragon City, on a moat five kilometers away, nearly a hundred figures had gathered at the moment. These people had all come to participate in the Xiao clan’s birthday celebration. However, they were all gathered together at this moment.

In this place, blood radiance rushed into the heavens. Blood rain and dead bodies continuously poured down, as if a vast ocean was surging. Half of the moat’s water was dyed red.

Everyone stared at the figure in the center of the moat as their hearts churned.

“Who is this person?”

“From the way he killed so decisively, so domineeringly, and even so lawlessly, he’s definitely not from the three sects and four groups. Could he be from the Corpse Sect or the Witchcraft Sect?”

“Within half an hour, more than ten geniuses from the various sects in Kunlun Ruins have been killed by this person. These sects are going crazy. It’s not easy to groom a genius!”

“Without the geniuses of the three sects and four groups, no one can stop this maleficent existence. Could it be that the other party is Shi Qianhan of Demonic Dao from 20 years ago?!”

The number of onlookers continued to increase. Many people from various sects heard the commotion and rushed over. When they saw the tragic scene, their scalps could not help but turn numb.

Ye Chen stood quietly on the river and looked straight at the young Wisdom King, Fan Zhen from Buddha Sect. His eyes were clear, “If you’re not convinced, you can come and accept your death!”

His black hair danced in the wind. Even after killing the geniuses from more than ten sects, his black robe was still spotless.

Whoosh!

Hearing this, the spectators cried out in surprise.

After the young Wisdom King, Fan Zhen, who was one of the three sects and four groups, stepped out to stop him, Ye Chen dared to shamelessly ask him to accept his death.

One must know that the young Wisdom King Fan Zhen was not the young Wisdom King from the Blood Sun Temple who had died in Ye Chen’s hands earlier. He was backed by the Buddha Sect of the three sects and four groups. He was from the supreme sect that suppressed Kunlun Ruins. The master of the Buddha Sect, Zen Master Ban Ruo, was a supreme overlord who was comparable to Master Lei Xing of the Dao Sect.

“Amitabha!”

Fan Zhen did not look happy or sad when he heard that. Instead, he chanted the name of Buddha and took a step forward. His toes tapped on the river surface lightly and he landed on a reed directly. He hovered toward Ye Chen just like that.

“He’s crossing the river on a reed!”

“I didn’t expect Fan Zhen to have comprehended the realm of crossing the river on a reed. One should know that since ancient times, only Dharma had reached this stage when he was crossing the river on the east. He’s indeed worthy of being called the young Wisdom King of the Buddha Sect.”

Many people’s expressions changed drastically.

“Fellow, your killing intent is too powerful. Why don’t you follow me back to Buddha Sect to eliminate your evil aura and sins?”

Fan Zhen did not seem to have heard the exclamations from the crowd. He stopped when he was less than three meters away from Ye Chen and looked at him.

Ye Chen scoffed and asked coldly, “Does Buddha care if I kill a few pieces of trash? What right does Buddha have to interfere?”

“Buddha is in the hearts of the people. As long as it goes against the intentions of Buddha, Buddha can take care of it!” Fan Zhen lamented.

Ye Chen’s gaze turned cold, “Did Buddha tell you that you have to pay the price for being nosy? Not only will you die, but you might even bring disaster to your Buddha Sect?”

Following his words, a cold voice exploded in everyone’s ears, “What an ignorant fool. It’s one thing to slander Buddha, but he actually wants to destroy Buddha?”

Subsequently, under everyone’s gaze, a cloud floated over from the west. The cloud was pink, and it looked extremely demonic.

Following that, a young man dressed in a pink robe flew into the sky with clouds swirling around him.

“It’s the Pink Prince!”

“The Devil Sect’s young master, Pink Prince!”

“My god...”

When they saw who it was, the faces of everyone on the ground changed. Fear flashed across their eyes.

Fu Qiuchan, who was in the crowd, paled and took a breath in shock, “This person came as well!”

“I didn’t expect so many people to come for Ye Wushuang’s sword today. Looks like we underestimated his influence in Kunlun Ruins,” Yue Kun was shocked.

The Pink Prince was the Devil Sect’s young master. His father was the sect master of the sect, Ying Xiangtian. He was a supreme figure that suppressed the Devil Sect. The Pink Prince himself ruled over the sect and was known as one of the top ten geniuses in Kunlun Ruins.

“That’s right, it’s me!”

After hearing everyone’s discussion, the Pink Prince landed on the river surface. His demonic gaze flickered with a red glow as it wandered around everyone. In the end, it landed on Ye Chen.

Pink Prince extended a crippled arm and smiled evilly, “Brat, I don’t care who you are. Ye Wushuang once severed one of my arms. As long as you hand over his sword, I promise you won’t die!”

Along with his words, a series of cries rang out, like thunder exploding in the air.

“What? Pink Prince had his arm severed by Ye Wushuang?”

“He admitted it himself, so it should be true!”

“Ye Wushuang is truly a monster. He even severed one of Pink Prince’s arms. Seven days later, if he defeats that person from the Sword Sect’s First Peak, who in the entire Kunlun can suppress him?”

In an instant, gasps could be heard.

However, Ye Chen smiled.

Pink Prince’s gaze turned cold, “Brat, what are you smiling about?”

“I’m smiling because you’re a loser who lost to Ye Wushuang. What right do you have to provoke me?”

Ye Chen shook his head lightly, “Even if I hand Ye Wushuang’s sword to you, it won’t change the fact that you lost to him!”

“Brat, you’re courting death!” Pink Prince’s killing intent exploded!

“It’s really crowded today!

“How can we miss such a grand event!”

At this very moment, a slightly amused voice rang out in the air once again. Soon after, a red light tore through the air, and origin energy began to surge violently. The power was extremely terrifying.

When everyone subconsciously raised their heads to look at the sky, several figures with powerful auras stepped towards them.

“It’s Shang Xingchen from the Star Sect. He’s the No. 1 among the seven true disciples of the Star Sect. Rumor has it that he’s internally designated as the future young sect master of the sect and will be in charge of the supreme sect in the future!”

“Could that young man standing on a giant eagle be the Eldest Senior Brother of the Spirit Talisman Sect, Tuoba Long? Look at the giant eagle beneath his feet. It was derived from the profound Talisman Dao!”

“Corpse Sect’s Fatty Wu is here as well. Look at what’s underneath him? It’s actually a golden-armored zombie. Doesn’t the golden-armored zombie belong to the Wu family head? There aren’t many in the entire sect. Looks like the Wu family head dotes on Fatty Wu a lot!”

Ye Chen lifted his head and looked over. He realized that the Star Sect’s Shang Xingchen that everyone was talking about was an unfathomable young man in a purple robe with starlight flowing all over his body.

As for the Spirit Talisman Sect’s Eldest Senior Brother, Tuoba Long, he wore a green robe and his long hair fluttered in the wind. Beneath his feet was a 30 meters long giant eagle. The radiance that gushed out from the giant eagle nearly illuminated the horizon, bringing with it the sound of wind and thunder.

Ye Chen was surprised, “The Talisman Dao?”