~.-~The torrent of will is like an erupting volcano, soaring straight into the sky.
Thirty-six unicorn shadows spanned the void, and the fire unicorn sat on the lotus platform with its eyes closed.
His sword finger pulled, and the surrounding flames seemed to be an extension of his body. As the flames rolled, they silently took away the life of a hell warrior.
After a while, his screams gradually dissipated. In the sea of fire, the torrent of sword energy dissipated, and on the empty sea of fire, only the life and death dragons and others stood on it.
When more than thirty martial arts practitioners fell, their vitality was dissipated in the sea of fire.
Fire Qilin opened his eyes and stretched his right hand towards the sea of fire in front of him. The origin fire rolling around turned into a stream of light and poured into his body.
Within these origin fires, there are more than thirty martial arts level vitalities gathered, which are extremely majestic.
However, most of the vitality was still integrated into the void of the Sword Tomb, and only a small amount of vitality was absorbed by the Fire Qilin.
"There is a long way to go!" Huo Qilin murmured softly. If you want to restore the severely injured soul to its peak, the vitality is far from enough.
Thirty-six unicorn shadows also turned invisible and merged into the void.
The cold wind set off monstrous flames, which also set off Ye Chen's clothes. Looking at the dead void, Ye Chen whispered: "All of them have fallen!"
The entire scene fell silent for a moment. This situation caught everyone by surprise, especially Young Master Su, Leng Feng and others, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
More than thirty martial artists all died here, which is equivalent to the strength of a large city.
While feeling shocked, Young Master Su still had a smile on his face: "Perhaps we can kill that man in a while!"
Fire Qilin stood up, and the sea of fire that filled the sky retreated in all directions, and the astonishing oppression that filled its body also subsided.
"The martial arts field is too powerful!" Fatty Xiao muttered. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel scared. If the old guy Murong Yu hadn't been seriously injured, otherwise he would have fallen into Murong Yu's martial arts field.
The hunting clothes made a sound, the fire unicorn came through the air, and ripples spread out wherever he passed.
Suddenly, Huo Qilin pointed at Lonely Emperor and others in the distance, and said lightly: "Where are these people?"
The wind brought sparks to the starting point, and both Anran and ** felt their hearts sinking. They stood behind the Lonely Emperor with somewhat solemn expressions, and the God of Time was on guard.
Hearing this, Ye Chen turned around, looked in the direction pointed by Huo Qilin, and immediately shook his head: "Let them leave!"
If it hadn't been for the Lonely Emperor's intervention, Qianchuan Xue and others might have perished long ago. Ye Chen could see this in the memory of the Hungry Ghost Dao.
To a certain extent, Lonely Emperor and others have not yet formed a conflict of interest with Ye Chen and others.
Qianchuan Xue stood in the void holding a sword, her skirts fluttering like silk willows, Ji just looked at Ye Chen quietly without making a sound.
Both Anran and Liang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Facing the gazes of more than twenty martial arts warriors, they felt oppressed at all times.
"Young City Lord!" He whispered sadly, signaling Lonely Chen to leave this place.
Stepping on the sea of fire, Lonely Emperor looked straight at Ye Chen in the distance. Then, Lonely Emperor walked forward with his sword in hand amid the astonished gazes of Sadness and others.
Bang! Will pervaded the Lonely Emperor's body. As the Lonely Emperor stepped down, the flames beneath it immediately shattered.
"I regretted it for a while. I regretted handing her over to you so easily!"
"At least I won't leave her in this unknown world of Sword Tomb!"
"At least I will appear when she is in the most danger!" Every time he took a step, the Lonely Emperor shouted coldly, his eyes becoming extremely sharp: "Today, I want to challenge you!"
"Perhaps I will become very miserable, but I want to know the gap between you and me!" Lonely Dynasty took a step forward, and the figure shot into the void in vain, and shot out dozens of feet long from the three-foot green peak.
Jian Qi: "Only when you know the gap will you catch up. One day, I will make up for this gap and even surpass you. If you can't really protect her that day, then I will take her away and would rather she be in a cage."
I don’t want to let her live a life like this with you, where she will perish without knowing when!”
"Emperor, do you dare to fight with me?" Lonely Emperor whispered. Endless fighting spirit burst out from Lonely Emperor's body. He was not afraid of Ye Chen's terrifying strength, and his fighting spirit soared into the sky.
Ye Chen looked at Lonely Emperor with a calm expression, slowly took out the Qilin Sword, and whispered: "Do you really want to challenge me?"
"Fight!" The Lonely Emperor said coldly, with a firm tone, and stepped forward, the void shattering beneath him.
"I'll give you this opportunity!" Ye Chen said calmly, raising the Qilin Sword gently, pointing the sword at the Lonely Emperor coldly.
"One more thing, I hope you remember that she is my woman and does not need anyone else to protect her. My sword can protect her!" The cold wind picked up Ye Chen's long hair that fell to her waist.
, long hair dancing wildly.
The words fell out, and the tyrannical fighting spirit was suppressed in the void. The breaths of the two people collided together in the void, setting off waves of monstrous flames.
Invisible space ripples dispersed in all directions, and several crisp sword chants rang out from the void. All the swordsmen in the audience let out pitiful screams. Leng Feng and others looked at the two swords in horror.
The figure's mere momentum overwhelmed them. The two of them swung their swords forward almost at the same time. The crisp sword chants collided in mid-air, and circles of invisible energy spread out in all directions.
Two bright sword lights dissipated in the sea of fire, and two figures passed each other.
Ye Chen turned around, looked at the lonely emperor in the distance with a calm expression, and said lightly: "Do you want to continue?"
Boom! The energy aftermath hit Lonely Emperor's body. Lonely Emperor stepped back a few steps, turned around, and looked a little pale.
A hot and moist feeling spread out in his right hand. With this simple sword strike, the Lonely Emperor felt Ye Chen's terrifying desire. To this day, his right hand is still numb.
"Fight!" Lonely Emperor shouted coldly, his strong fighting spirit giving people a suffocating aura.
Ignoring this suffocating breath, Ye Chen walked forward with his sword in hand. As the chill filled the air, the sky and the earth suddenly became extremely cold. Pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on Ye Chen. They also fell on the Lonely Emperor.
On the body.
"At least I haven't reached the limit yet and haven't used the ultimate sword!" The Lonely Emperor stepped on the falling snowflakes with his feet, and his figure turned into a ghostly shadow and shot toward Ye Chen.
"Lonely Sword Style!" The true energy surged out of Lonely Emperor's body like a tide. Lonely Emperor held the sword in his right hand and suddenly slashed down towards Ye Chen from top to bottom. A sword light that was several feet wide and long extended out.
The surrounding air condensed, and all the snowflakes were strangely still in the void, leaving only the sword light of Lonely Emperor piercing the air.
"The strongest sword?" Ye Chen's eyes were focused, and he held the sword in his right hand and stabbed out with a light sword, causing a sharp whistling sound.
Two sword lights collided violently in the void, and a crisp sword roar sounded, which was immediately drowned out by the roar.
An extremely dazzling light emitted from the void, drowning the figures of Ye Chen and Lonely Emperor.
The collision of swords echoed, and the speed of the two became more and more elusive. Looking from a distance, two brilliant cold lights were flying in the void, and the surrounding space was shattered.
Then there was another crisp sword chant, two black shadows jumped back quickly, and the dazzling light slowly dissipated.
The figures of Ye Chen and Lonely Emperor appeared in everyone's sight, and a few drops of blood-red liquid slowly dripped from the corner of Lonely Emperor's mouth.
"Young City Lord!" Anran and ** also shouted out, their bodies jumped up and turned into a stream of light rushing towards the Lonely Emperor.
"Back off!" The Lonely Emperor casually wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, his long hair blowing in the wind, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense, and he said coldly: "This is a challenge between men, no one can interfere!
"
Hearing this, An Ran and his body immediately stopped, looking helplessly at the back figure in the distance, then sighed slightly and retreated dozens of feet away.
"The only thing a swordsman can rely on is the sword in his hand, and if I want to stand next to Nian Ye again, I can only rely on the sword in my hand!" The Lonely Emperor raised the sword in his hand, and his aura overlapped with the aura on the sword.
Together.
At this moment, everyone actually felt an obsession in Lonely Emperor. Many people didn't understand this obsession. The obsession caused by a woman may seem a bit unpromising, but Lonely Emperor believed that it was worth it.
"Obsession?" Ye Chen slowly raised his head, with a hint of understanding in his eyes, and a smile at the corner of his mouth: "With one sword, I will destroy your obsession with one sword!"
Without the slightest warning, the long sword in the Lonely Emperor's hand danced into a ball of dazzling white light. The martial arts will shot out continuously. The void between the two was imprisoned by the martial arts will. Ye Chen's figure was gradually illuminated by the white light.
submerged.
"I have obsessions too!" Ye Chen whispered, and the bright white light continued to magnify in his eyes.
The cold wind blew, blowing everyone's face, and everyone couldn't help but tremble, and at the same time, its endless murderous aura filled the air.
Just for a moment, the strong murderous aura transformed into a figure in the void, with white hair and black robes, and a murderous body.
Ye Chen took a step forward, and the two figures overlapped. A terrifying aura erupted from Ye Chen's body, and the surrounding snowflakes fell again.
An indifferent gaze was directed at Lonely Emperor. Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said lightly: "Remember this sword!"
When the last word fell, Ye Chen's body suddenly shook, he held the Qilin Sword tightly, and took a step forward. The roaring sound was as loud as thunder, and a spiritual depression slowly spread in everyone's hearts.
Ding, a crisp sword chant sounded, and the surrounding wind and snow gradually grew stronger.
The dancing snowflakes were densely packed, and the world dimmed in vain, falling into endless darkness.
The endless darkness swallowed up the snowflakes, and also swallowed up Huang Wushuang's sword and his figure.
And it was in this endless darkness that a faint light emerged from the void, an extremely gentle sword light, as gentle as water.
This beautiful sword light makes people immersed in it. As soon as their eyes touch this sword light, they can't extricate themselves.
This beautiful sword light was like a meteor streaking across the sky. The brilliance dissipated in an instant and disappeared again into the endless darkness.
But this sword light fell deep into everyone's souls and could not be erased.
Phew! Everyone's eyes were fixed, staring at the place where the sword light disappeared. In the endless darkness, blood flowers suddenly appeared, like blooming blood lotuses.
Bang! The sound of broken bones suddenly sounded, and the endless darkness dissipated like the ebbing sea water.
"Young City Lord!" Anran and ** exclaimed, looking worriedly at the falling snow in front of them.
Under the snow catkins, two figures stood in the wind, and the splashes of blood dyed the snow catkins red.
"One sword to conquer the city!" Ye Chen still maintained the posture of drawing the sword, and half of the Qilin Sword sank into the Lonely Emperor's body, piercing his ribs.
The sword dropped, and the fierce aura on Lonely Emperor's body no longer disappeared.
A piece of blood spurted out from Lonely Emperor's chest and fell from the sky, like a curtain of rain.
The fighting spirit still filled the eyes of Lonely Emperor. For the first time, Lonely Emperor realized that death was so close to him. He reached for the Qilin Sword with his left hand and grabbed the Qilin Sword, blood dripping down the blade.
"One sword can destroy my obsession. It cannot destroy it, it can only defeat me!"
"At the same time, I also know the gap between you and me. One day, I will defeat you!" There was no decadence in his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of Lonely Emperor's mouth.
Poof! The Lonely Emperor used his left hand to move backwards, separated from the Qilin Sword, and the blood column spurted out again, dyeing the snow in the sky red.
Holding the sword, Lonely Emperor turned around lonely, cast his gentle gaze on Qianchuan in the distance, and said with a gentle smile: "If one day, if you have a bad life around him, even if I can't defeat him, I will still defeat him."
You snatch it away. Maybe this is the only domineering thing I can show, Nianye."
Snow streaked across Lonely Emperor's face, dyeing his black hair white.
With a gentle smile, the Lonely Emperor held his sword and walked towards the endless wind and snow. His fighting spirit and aura dissipated one after another, and the Lonely Emperor's figure staggered until he disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Young City Lord!" Anran and ** turned around one after another, following closely behind the Lonely Emperor.
The snowflakes were flying, and below was the rolling sea of fire. Ye Chen put away the Qilin Sword and looked at the direction where the figures left with deep meaning: "If you drop a drop of water, you will return to the rivers and seas!"
"Moon God, this is such a heavy title!" Ye Chen whispered, turned around, and looked at the void where flames and snow coexisted: "If you don't want to be a chess piece, the only way is to become a chess player!"
In the martial arts chess game, no matter the numerous sects or the three major halls, these are all chess pieces.
"Although it's a little late, the chess game is still set up, Lonely City!" Ye Chen murmured, snowflakes flying, covering the vast world, melting into the churning sea of fire...~.-~