The first thousand one hundred and fifty chapters fight
Follow-me-read enwen-xue-xue-ulou and remember!
Chapter 1,150 The battle begins
A biting breath spreads within the body of the life and death dragon, and the life and death dragon's expression is slightly ferocious.
The sudden change immediately caught Ye Chen's attention. His sword eyebrows frowned slightly. Ye Chen took a step forward and pointed his sword finger at the center of the eyebrows of the dragon of life and death.
His terrifying martial arts will was condensed, and Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly.
"Has the fifth generation entered the realm of martial arts?" The instinct of will in the body began to flow. Xianxu and Lin Dao took a step back. Only in this way could they relieve the oppression caused by this will.
Roar! The dragon of life and death roared out in vain, and its martial arts domain spread out.
Howling, Ye Chen, Xianxu and others immediately fell into the realm of martial arts of life and death dragons.
The pressure of heaven and earth gathered all around, and it was extremely terrifying.
Xianxu Jian's eyebrows also wrinkled. He noticed a terrifying aura in the body of the life and death dragon. This aura was extremely unfamiliar and definitely not the aura of the life and death dragon.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen shouted in vain: "Now!"
The sharp sound of breaking wind sounded in the sky, and six figures emerged, and they were six slurries.
The six slurries arrived in an instant, standing in different directions.
"The only one in Youzeng Hell who can arrange such a confinement is the Lord of Youzeng City!" Ye Chen sneered, "But if you want to control the dragon of life and death with just this restriction, you are too underestimated."
The killing mark appeared, Ye Chen took a step forward, raised his sword finger again, and eleven strands of will gathered on him.
Eleven wills gathered together, and the martial arts field spreading around almost collapsed.
Bang bang! Xianxu and Lin Dao once again retreated dozens of steps to a hundred feet away, their expressions extremely solemn.
The oppression brought by the eleven martial arts wills is extremely terrifying, far exceeding the oppression in the martial arts field of the dragon of life and death.
After just a few breaths, Xianxu and Lin Dao were already sweating profusely, and their breathing was even a little rapid.
The rules of killing flowed at his fingertips, and Ye Chen snorted coldly, "Broken!"
The sword finger suddenly landed on the eyebrow of the dragon of life and death, and the rules of killing were integrated into the body of the dragon of life and death.
At the same time, deep in the soul of the life and death dragon, a strange mark was filled with faint blue light, and its biting breath surged on the mark.
And it was at this moment that the "Killing Rules" suddenly appeared in the soul of the dragon of life and death.
The rules of killing condensed into a sword blade and swung down with a crash.
Bang! The mark couldn't withstand the power of the sword and broke into pieces.
Bang bang! A dull sound echoed in the body of the living and dead dragon, and the inexplicable aura dissipated → the ferociousness in the eyes of the dead dragon disappeared, and clarity returned again.
Cold sweat broke out, and a look of fear appeared in the eyes of the dragon of life and death, "Damn it, that guy Yunfeng actually took advantage of me to be seriously injured and placed a prison in my body."
The dragon of life and death knows that if the confinement breaks out, it can easily wipe out his own mind.
Wiping away the cold sweat, Life and Death Flood Dragon said seriously: "Old Long, thank you Master for your help. If Master hadn't erased this restriction, Old Dragon, I might have fallen into the hands of that little guy Yunfeng today."
Stopping his hand, Ye Chen removed his will and said calmly: "The one who placed the restriction in your body is the Lord Youzeng?"
"Who else besides that guy, first tricked the old dragon into becoming his subordinate, and now wants to erase the old dragon's mind and control the old dragon."
"Damn it, my old dragon has never suffered such a big loss since I started practicing." The life and death dragon said coldly, his eyes showing chills.
"When I was in the Sword Tomb, everyone who was right next to me was considered a person from the Blood Prison. I'm afraid that guy has already recognized your identity. On the one hand, he wants to use you as a thug, and on the other hand, he is afraid that your memory will wake up.
, is not under his control, so it leaves a restriction in your soul." Ye Chen said lightly, his dancing long hair falling down quietly. "Did Lord Youzeng go to Lonely City?"
"That guy went to Lonely City a few days ago!" The Life and Death Dragon's face closed slightly as he realized something. He said weakly, "It seems that this guy wants to join forces with Lonely City to besiege the Blood Prison."
"Fifdai, something happened in the Blood Prison!" Coming from the air, Xianxu said urgently: "Lonely City, the Eight Great Cities, and You Zengcheng are probably going to attack the Blood Prison."
"My lord, Liu Dong ordered Senior Xianxu and I to request assistance a few days ago." Lin Dao said with a respectful expression.
"That guy Liu Dong has some foresight and can guess that I have controlled the Eight Cold Hells." Ye Chen chuckled. As for the news that the Blood Prison was besieged by the three hells, he already knew it.
"Three city lords, plus more than a hundred martial arts realm warriors, the situation in the Blood Prison is not optimistic." Xianxu said worriedly. They have been away from the Blood Prison for a few days, and they don't know if the three hells have already taken action.
"Don't worry, the Blood Prison will be safe and sound." Ye Chen said calmly, turned around and looked at the sky where he came from, where there were sharp sounds of breaking wind.
Tens of thousands of figures emerged from the end of the sky, and a terrifying situation filled the air. There were even dozens of terrifying martial arts pressures among them.
Xianxu and Lin Dao turned around suddenly and looked at these figures who appeared out of the air with somewhat stunned expressions, "More than twenty people in the martial arts realm and more than a thousand in the spiritual martial arts realm!"
The life and death dragon took a breath, "Grandma, there are so many martial arts realms."
"Without further ado, let's go!" Ye Chen said, looking towards Xianxu. The Blood Prison is located in the northeast of the Lonely Hell, but Ye Chen doesn't remember the specific location clearly.
Hearing this, Xianxu agreed with excitement, and with these reinforcements and the original strength of the Blood Prison, he should be able to withstand the siege of the three major cities.
Thousands of sword lights streaked across the sky and shot directly into the Blood Prison. The sound was extremely powerful and the void was shattered wherever it passed.
Facing the siege of the three major cities, Blood Prison could only barely hold on for a few days.
Therefore, Ye Chen and others did not deliberately restrain their breath and rushed forward with all their strength. Wherever they passed, various warriors who were in retreat were alarmed and broke out. Looking to the sky, they only saw more than ten thousand sword lights dissipating.
The undulating mountains quickly disappeared below, replaced by a vast sea of blood, followed by plains.
In just one day, Ye Chen and others flew through nearly a quarter of the Lonely Hell. If this continues, it would only take two or three days for Ye Chen and others to reach the Blood Hell.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and the sky looked extremely hazy.
Ye Chen's eyebrows were furrowed and he was silent all the way. He could detect a chilling feeling permeating the lonely hell. The closer he got to the Blood Hell, the stronger the chilling feeling became.
Some tribal warriors even fled in panic. When they saw Ye Chen and others, these people all looked extremely panicked.
"It's begun!" Ye Chen murmured. These signs were enough to show that the dispute between the Blood Prison and the three major cities had begun.
A moment later, Ye Chen and others passed by a plain tens of thousands of feet wide. On the plain, corpses were everywhere, and pools of blood were scattered in the sea of corpses. This was a blood-red land.
Among these corpses, the styles of military robes were different, but Ye Chen was able to identify some of the warriors, including the Blood Prison Army and the law enforcers of Lonely City.
"Blood Prison Army!" Xianxu whispered, his expression a little solemn.
"The three hells have begun to take action!" Master Su whispered, the pungent smell of blood hitting his face.
Suddenly, Ye Chen raised his head and looked into the void in the distance, where bursts of killing sounds came from there.
"The aura of the blood prison warriors!" Xianxu said softly. Over the past ten years, the blood prison has gathered the power of dozens of martial arts warriors to create the most suitable exercises for the blood prison army.
The prison soldiers all practiced this technique, and they also exuded a unique aura. Hearing this, Ye Chen took a step forward without any words, and went straight to the source of the killing sound.
"Kill!" The sound of killing rose into the sky, and more than a thousand figures were fighting in the void, their blood-red cloaks fluttering in the wind, bringing with them a sense of chilling, the Blood Prison Army.
There are more than a hundred blood prison troops, and the leader is Lu Qing.
Wearing a blood robe, Lu Qing held a huge sword and was fighting hand to hand with a martial arts warrior, and this martial arts warrior was the commander of Lonely City An Ran.
The two were engaged in a physical fight, with roars ringing out and a torrent of will surging.
The warriors who were fighting around them all stayed away from Lu Qing and Anran, fearing that they would be overwhelmed by the torrent of will.
"It's a pity that you have only been involved in martial arts for a few years. Blood Sword Lu Qing, you are no match for me after all!" He said sadly, his body like the breeze, erratic, and the long sword in his hand was swayed like the wind.
It can always bring out a bloody light.
Whoosh! Another sword mark appeared on Lu Qing's body. Lu Qing was completely unaware of it. He stared at him sadly, silently, and only waved the giant sword in his hand.
"Lu Qing, you lead 10,000 blood prison troops, take a roundabout route, go straight to Lonely City, and surround Lonely City for several days!" Liu Dong's voice still echoed in Lu Qing's mind, and Lu Qing clenched his sword tightly.
Handle, but there was a look of helplessness in his eyes. Three days ago, he led more than 10,000 blood prison troops to avoid the sight of the three major hell coalition forces and secretly left the scope of the blood prison. Unexpectedly, he was still discovered.
Liu Dong's so-called detour plan, in simple terms, was to besiege Wei to rescue Zhao and besiege Lonely City, in order to distract Lonely Bai's attention and ease the attack on Blood Prison.
This plan seems simple, but it is very practical. If Lu Qing rushes to Lonely City, he may be able to implement this plan. Unfortunately, Lonely's defeat will not make Liu Dong's plan successful.
Lonely City sent pursuers, sadly leading more than 10,000 Lonely City law enforcers. The two sides fought here, and the fighting lasted all night.
There were more than 10,000 Blood Prison Army soldiers, but now there are only about a hundred Blood Prison Army soldiers left. This shows how brutal this battle was. Even if they rush to the Lonely City now, Lu Qing knows that he and others will not be able to break through the Lonely City.
Even so, the fighting spirit in Lu Qing's eyes has not diminished at all. He must kill these people today, and he must not let the brothers in the Blood Prison die in vain.
The torrent of will surged, the long collision, and the explosion of metal clashing sounded. With fighting intention in his heart, Lu Qing's cunning became more and more fierce, and he suddenly relieved the gloomy offensive.
The two fell into a stalemate again, and at this moment, pieces of fluttering snowflakes fell in vain in the void... (To be continued., (shuhaige.) Vote for recommendation, monthly vote,,.
Follow-me-read enwen-xue-xue-ulou and remember!
{Piaotian Literature www.piaotian.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}