Dragon-Blooded War God Chapter 1537 Conflict Between Martial Saints

Chapter 1537 - Conflict of Martial Saints

Chapter 1537 - Conflict of Martial Saints

Yang Chen's transformation would definitely be the biggest twist in this Sacred Martial Emperor Monarch battle!

In the selection battle of the Sacred Martial Emperor s, in the three rounds of compet.i.tion, Yang Chen had always had the upper hand. Even though he lost miserably in the second round, with Ye Futu's support, he steadily obtained the status of Sacred Martial Emperor Lord.

In the third round, he had defeated Feng Zhilin from the very beginning, and cut off Long Chen's wishful thinking.

However, just as everyone was certain that Yang Chen was definitely the Martial Emperor Lord, he executed the Eighteen War G.o.d's Possession, and still lost to Long Chen. What was even more surprising was that he personally said that he wasn't willing to a.s.sume the position of the Sacred Martial Emperor Lord, and gave it to Long Chen!

This method could be said to be unprecedented.

Even Long Chen himself didn't think of this.

His heart was at peace, he just wanted Yang Chen to wake up. He did not force her, nor did he ask her to do anything.

The moment those words were spoken, the crowd burst into an uproar.

Honestly speaking, once the three of them had been a.s.signed, no matter what happened, Yang Chen would always be the Saint Martial Emperor Lord, unless he did not want to be one anymore.

If he didn't want to be the one to be, and wanted to give this position to Long Chen, then no one could stop him.

Even the teachings of his ancestors had to give in to his own will.

In order to compete for the position of Holy Martial Emperor Lord, the premise and foundation was that the candidate must have an intense desire for it and the determination to be competent. The Holy Martial Emperor King had to bear the responsibility.

Yang Chen was exceptionally determined. His gaze was firm as he said loudly: "I have already ascertained that these are my true thoughts, and that I am inferior to Long Chen in terms of intelligence, fighting strength, and courage. As for my first round of victory, if I were to vote again, I believe that it would not be the outcome of this battle. I am not qualified to be the Monarch of the Sacred Martial Emperor, please grant me my wis.h.!.+ "

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he turned around and resolutely lowered his head and kneeled down.

The direction in which he was kneeling, was in none other than Ye Futu.

The last sentence was also said to Ye Futu.

At first, the crowd was in an uproar, but in the end, there was absolute silence.

They looked at Yang Chen in a daze, their emotions mixed.

On Wenren Xi's side, everyone had a feeling that something was up.

Long Chen had surprised them time and time again. This time, if not for the fact that Long Chen used his magnanimity to reform his opponent and used his own wisdom to wake them up, they would not have been able to obtain such a reversal.

They had placed their hopes on Feng Zhiling!

Following that, everyone looked at Ye Futu.

Yang Chen had been personally raised by Ye Futu, and everyone knew that in order for Yang Chen to become the champion, he had expended a large amount of resources and manpower, and even lost money to the Blue Sky Tyrant Blade.

In the end, Yang Chen chose to withdraw.

The most difficult person to deal with was undoubtedly Ye Futu.

There were even a few higher ups who knew about it. They felt that Ye Futu would not let this matter rest.

"Please help me, I want my life and my freedom. What I owe you in this life, I can only say that I am very sorry. I understand, you're not the one who really loves me. "

Yang Chen laughed bitterly in his heart.

In Ye Futu's heart, he was only a tool, a successful tool. Although Ye Futu had spent a large amount of effort on him, it was all for his own sake.

Long Chen was very curious, how would Ye Futu react?

His gaze, that was like a cold pond, landed on Yang Chen's body. At this time, Ye Futu reached out his hand, and Yang Chen, who was still a distance away, was actually sucked over, until his neck was in Ye Futu's hands.

When the truly furious Slaughter Martial Saint revealed his true nature, it was undoubtedly extremely terrifying. The aura of slaughter was even heavier than Long Chen's, and the tens of thousands of people in the War G.o.d Palace were all trembling in fear.

reached out and strangled Yang Chen by the neck, and in front of everyone, Ye Futu said without restraint, "Yang Chen, tell me, you were joking with me just now. Right. "

Yang Chen's face was swollen. He nearly suffocated but his gaze was incomparably firm as he said, "No, I'm not joking. I want to live freely. "Of course, if you insist on killing me, even though I'm dead, there's no need for me to continue to suffer. That would also be a beautiful thing."

Ye Futu was undoubtedly angry, but it was difficult for others to feel that he was overflowing with anger.

"I don't miss them. I want to kill you. I only need one hand. Do you believe me?" For Ye Futu to say such words to his own disciple in public meant that he had gone mad.

However, Yang Chen was no longer afraid of death, much less any threat from him.

He endured the pain, but he smiled.

The more Ye Futu was like this, the more he believed in Long Chen's words. This guy merely treated him as a tool.

"Ye Futu, enough is enough. War G.o.d Palace is not your personal world. You have already lost today, so stop being so stubborn. " At this time, Wenren Xi mentioned this.

He and Lin Junyao were both relatively obedient people, guarding the Imperial Palace, as they did not wish for any mistakes to occur within. This was also the reason why they had never paid much attention to Ye Futu's matters.

This was why Ye Futu became more and more arrogant and wanted to fight the Lord.

If he couldn't become the Great Emperor of Zhen Wu, he could let his own disciple become the Saint Martial Emperor Lord, and under the control of the Ghost G.o.d Gu, he could also become the person with the highest authority in the Imperial Palace in the future.

As for True Martial Emperor …

Ye Futu already knew that this person who had not appeared for tens of thousands of years would not come out again.

It was true that the Great Emperor of the Sword Soul was missing, but in reality, the True Martial Emperor was also pretty much missing.

"How laughable!" Ye Futu heavily threw Yang Chen at his feet and said with a cold smile: "When did I say the War G.o.d Palace was my world by myself? I am only fighting for my own disciple. He was only fooled by the other party for a moment, the words he said couldn't be counted. Since the Sacred Martial Emperor has already been decided, then we should follow the teachings of our ancestors and prepare the ceremony for the succession of Monarchs.

The Palace Head Han Wu hurriedly answered, "That's right, quickly prepare for the Emperor's inheritance ceremony. Afterwards, you will announce to the world that Little Martial G.o.d's successor as the Sacred Martial Emperor will be spread out. We have about ten days of preparation time, and I will be in charge of everything. Today's matter is over, so everyone should leave now! "

But no one left.

Yang Chen stood up, and was about to say something, but Ye Futu controlled him again, preventing him from moving.

Ye Futu's prestige and fame were great, but it was much more useful than the Palace Head Han Wu. Under his call, everyone had the intention to retreat, and was prepared to leave the place.

At this time, Lin Junyao said: "I feel that Wenren Xi is right. Things have already come to this point, don't cross the line with the Monarch anymore. Since you have toiled for Imperial Palace for so many years, with many merits and outstanding talent, the Monarch was willing to let you do whatever you want in War G.o.d Palace. However, if you continue to be stubborn, I think that you will most likely suffer. "

Lin Junyao was the person closest to the True Martial Emperor.

Her words caused Ye Futu's expression to change. Previously, he was able to control his emotions, but now, he became extremely furious, he kicked the ground, causing a terrifying wave to spread out in all directions. Everyone was pushed back, other than Wenren Xi and Lin Junyao.

Ye Futu said coldly: "Monarch? Stop putting on airs and blabbering nonsense. Have I ever done anything excessive? Furthermore, Monarchs have long ago stopped managing the affairs of the War G.o.d Palace. For the past few thousand years, the decisions on the matters of the Imperial Palace have been made by me, Ye Futu. The Monarch has not appeared for ten thousand years, and you guys are using the Monarch's name to bully me, Ye Futu? "

The three Martial Saints started to argue over the matter regarding the Saint Martial Emperor Lord. Everyone was afraid that they would be implicated, so they quickly retreated to watch the lively scene. Most people don't actually know what's going on.

A small portion of the people knew that Lin Junyao and Wenren Xi were finally prepared to attack him. They couldn't bear to see Ye Futu act so arrogantly anymore.

Honestly speaking, no one wished for such a battle between the three Martial Saints.

This was because the three Martial Saints were the very core of the War G.o.d Palace. Any one of their losses would cause the power of the entire True Martial Imperial Palace to plummet, causing irreparable losses.

But for Wenren Xi and Lin Junyao, it was precisely because they had this kind of mindset that caused today's situation to occur.

Ye Futu said loudly: "In any case, according to the ancestor's teachings, the Holy Martial Emperor Lord has already determined that there is a possibility to change it. If the two of you are challenging the ancestor's teachings for your own people, and you have to do it in private, then I, Ye Futu, will not be courteous. It is true that the two of them can defeat me, but I, Ye Futu, am not someone to be trifled with, and if Imperial Palace is severely injured, it will be your own responsibility! "

He grabbed onto Lin Junyao and the others' weak points, held onto Yang Chen with one hand and announced, "Everyone, hurry up and go back. It has been several thousand years since the birth of the Holy Martial Emperor. This is a matter worthy of celebration! "

Under Ye Futu's threat, everyone trembled in fear, and no one dared to leave.

Long Chen watched everything with cold eyes the entire time.

He felt sorrowful for Yang Chen. This guy had been struggling in Ye Futu's hands the entire time, but was powerless to help him. When he went back, he would definitely be implanted with the Ghost G.o.d Gu again.

Amongst the three Great Martial Saints, only Ye Futu was the most unreasonable. The other two had to consider the bigger picture and let him go.

It wasn't that Wenren Xi was afraid of him, it was just that they felt that the overall situation was more important.

After successfully suppressing Lin Junyao and the others, Ye Futu sneered. As long as he left and suddenly saw Long Chen, he had a plan.

In his hand, a small black meatball appeared.

This is the Ghost G.o.d Gu's larva.

As long as this larva was shot into Long Chen's body, hehe …

Just as Ye Futu was preparing like this, a multicolored figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

For a moment, Wenren Xi and Lin Junyao hurriedly kneeled on the ground.