Anyway, his strength is definitely not as good as Ye Chen.

If Ye Chen was not strong enough, he would be destroyed by other royal families.

He said he was being coerced.

If Ye Chen is strong enough.

That would be fun.

Soon, Ye Chentian Zhaolong came to a first-level royal clan called the Ding clan.

"The area ahead is the Ding tribe's sphere of influence. Stop anyone who comes!" A group of Ding tribe guards immediately surrounded the two of them.

"Let your clan leader come out and tell Ye Chen to look for him!" Ye Chen said to the guard.

"Who do you think you are, worthy of meeting our clan leader?" the guard immediately scolded.

Obviously, these ordinary guards had no idea that Ye Chen notified their family to go to the Song Clan.

Ye Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Just do it.

A slap turned the speaker into a bloody mist.

"Can I call now?"

"Ahhh!"

A group of guards were so frightened that they quickly ran towards the family.

"No, it's not good, clan leader, Ye Chen is here to kill him!"

"Ye Chen, which Ye Chen!" Ding Dongqiu, the leader of the Ding tribe, was about to touch the two beauties presented to him by other ordinary hermit tribes, but was interrupted by a servant with an impatient look on his face.

Immediately, he seemed to react.

"Made, that boy, you really dare to come!" Ding Dongqiu's face darkened, he put on his clothes and walked out.

Are you kidding me? He is at least a four-star super saint.

Just Ye Chen.

Want to take advantage of him too?

One minute later.

"Let's go, next clan!" Ye Chen said calmly to Tian Zhaolong.

Seeing the leader of the Ding clan who had turned into blood mist, Tian Zhaolong sighed deeply in his heart.

Fortunately, he did not go against Ye Chen.

Otherwise, even the Celestial Clan will not be spared.

Half an hour later, Ye Chen appeared in front of the Qing Clan Mountain Gate.

ten minutes later.

The leader of the Qing clan became a blood mist.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Chen appeared among the dead.

Three minutes later, the leader of the dead clan also turned into a blood mist.

Fortunately, the distance between these thousand-year-old royal families is not particularly far.

Otherwise, even if Ye Chen kills one person every minute, it will still take a long time.

In this way, Ye Chen basically maintained the speed of killing a clan leader in an hour.

He doesn't kill many people either.

Only kill the clan leader.

Of course, if others dare to stop him, he will not show mercy.

Tian Zhaolong almost went crazy.

He even wondered if he was dreaming.

The first-level royal clan leader is dead!

The second-level royal clan leader is also dead!

The leader of the third-level royal clan dies!

The leader of the fourth-level royal clan dies!

There's no bells and whistles, it's all a blood mist shot with one palm.

He doesn't even know how strong Ye Chen is.

But what he can be sure of is that Ye Chen is definitely a Saint King level powerhouse.

Of course, the main reason is that Tian Zhaolong didn't know how strong the person Ye Chen killed was.

So he could only guess at Ye Chen's strength.

Crazy, completely crazy!

And during this time.

All the royal families of the Song Clan.

No one left.

It's not that they don't want to leave.

But, they don't dare.

Because Ye Chen didn't let them leave.

A whole day and night.

Twenty-two heads of the royal clan were all killed.

This is Ye Chen.

Just don't take action.

As soon as he takes action, it is a thunderous method.

He has given them a second chance.

Let them come to the Song Clan, but unfortunately, they did not cherish the opportunity.

One day later, Ye Chen returned to the Song Clan.
Chapter completed!