As the sea of fire raged, three figures streaked across the sky like a rainbow, setting off monstrous flames.
Three waves of terrifying pressure pervaded it, and the oppression there was the most terrifying.
Holding the sword, Ye Chen stepped into the void step by step, with a sneer on his lips: "Once Yanyu dies, there will be no storm in the eight hells!"
"As for truly controlling hell, the Lords of Lonely Hell and Youzeng Hell cannot exist." In the sky, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and Ye Chen's figure appeared like a ghost above the sea of fire, looking indifferently at the place in front of him.
Sea of fire.
Ye Chen controls the rules of heaven and earth. These flames are the original fire of Qilin, although they contain the will of Qilin.
But after Ye Chen stepped down, these unicorn fires gave way one after another, and an empty road appeared in front of Ye Chen.
There were three figures at the end. Seeing this, Ye Chen's expression became colder and colder, and he took a step forward, arriving in an instant.
Hiss! There were raging fires all around, but Lone Defei felt an inexplicable chill that was bone-piercing.
Bang bang! Lonely defeated a flaming sword pillar, and his figure suddenly retreated.
Phew! A bright sword light appeared through the air in the sea of fire, piercing the position where Lonely Bai was standing before.
Lonely Bai's face changed slightly, and he looked solemnly at the increasingly clear figure in front of him, "Emperor of Blood Prison!"
As the clouds and mist rolled, Yunfeng also took a step back, skillfully avoiding the Fire Qilin's offensive.
Thirty-six qilin shadows hovered in the void. In the qilin domain, the sea of fire receded on both sides, and Ye Chen's figure emerged, dressed in thin white clothes, which looked extremely eye-catching.
Catching their gazes, Ye Chen smiled faintly and said, "I haven't seen you for several years, Lonely City Lord!"
Yun Danfengqing's words made Lone Bai feel an inexplicable sense of defeat. Ten years ago, this guy was just a junior, but today this guy has achieved achievements no less than his own.
At least after Ye Chen killed Yan Yu, Lonely Bai no longer dared to treat Ye Chen as a junior.
"Thirty years in the east of Hedong. Thirty years in the west of Hexi!" Lonely said with emotion, his eyes slightly lowered, looking at the three defeated hell warriors below, and sighed slightly: "I never thought about it. It was already a foregone conclusion.
Things will turn around because of one person!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head and said lightly: "It's a pity. If you don't dry up with water, you will fall into the sea. At least the Lonely Emperor can see more clearly than you!"
Bang bang! The will surged wildly, and when Lone Bai was about to speak out, Yunfeng, who was standing by, launched an offensive in vain.
The clouds rise and surge, turning the clouds into swords! The surging clouds condense into a sword pillar reaching the sky, and the will is integrated into the cloud sword pillar.
Using the rules of the cloud within a radius of more than 7,000 feet, Yunfeng's long sword was raised and thrust out.
Phew! Huge cloud pillars swung down into the void, bringing with them overwhelming pressure.
Ye Chen shook his head, took a step forward, and met the falling cloud pillar. The hanging Qilin sword was raised again, and in an instant there were eleven sword shadows.
Whoosh! Eleven sword shadows overlapped together and fell on the cloud pillar. Crack! The cloud pillar suddenly shattered, and the clouds and mist surged towards the surroundings.
But at this moment, Yunfeng's figure dissipated strangely. His breath also disappeared out of thin air, just like the surrounding clouds and mist.
"This guy!" Lonely Bei's face changed slightly, and he suddenly retreated while stepping on the broken void.
"Want to escape?" Ye Chen smiled coldly and looked at Huo Qilin.
Huo Qilin also sneered: "Leave the lonely defeat to me. As for Yunfeng, I'll leave it to you!"
Before he finished speaking, the figure of the fire unicorn shot out. It tore apart the billowing clouds and shot straight at Lonely.
Holding the sword, Ye Chen took a step forward, walking in the clouds and mist with a calm expression.
It has to be said that if a strong person in the martial arts realm wants to escape, it will be difficult to keep them.
As for Misty Rain, Ye Chen had laid an ambush before, and with the sudden outbreak, he had just left it behind.
But now, both Yunfeng and Lonely Bei were afraid of Ye Chen's strength. As soon as they moved, they used all their strength. In just a moment, the surrounding clouds and mist dissipated, and the martial arts fields belonging to them disappeared.
"With the strength of Lonely and I, we can kill the Blood Hell Emperor together, but there is a strong man watching eagerly. The only way to go now is to retreat first!" Yunfeng's body completely transformed into clouds, like clouds and mist.
The magical power of cloud transformation merges into the rules of cloud and mist, making no sound wherever its figure passes.
Among the four hell city lords, Yunfeng may not be the strongest, but his ability to escape is the strongest.
Bang! The void shook, and a chill emerged from behind. Yunfeng's expression suddenly changed, and his figure appeared again.
A cluster of ice flames filled with biting coldness danced behind Yunfeng. At the same time, a sneer echoed: "Old boy, didn't you feel good about tricking me back then?"
Before he could finish his words, a wave of oppression from the martial arts field roared over.
Yunfeng turned around and faced the life-and-death dragon's face full of mockery, his expression slightly changed, "This guy has broken through the seal!"
The left hand holds the fingers together as a sword, the cloud peak points forward, and the mysterious rules flow on the fingertips.
The rules turned into a strange mark, turned into a stream of light and shot toward the dragon of life and death.
Seeing this mark, the dragon of life and death smiled solemnly, "Grandma, you still want to control me!"
Before he finished speaking, the dragon of life and death punched forward, and the torrent of will it brought directly shattered the mark.
"It's a pity that my lord has long discovered the insidiousness of this old boy like you!" The dragon of life and death said coldly, and the realm of martial arts emerged like a tide.
"That mark was erased by me. Do you also want my mount?" A plain voice sounded next to Yunfeng's ears. The cold wind surged behind him, and Yunfeng suddenly retreated to the side.
Its black tornado emerged, shattering the void where Yunfeng had previously stood.
The six sword corpses stood in different directions. Ye Chen stepped out of the air and looked at Yunfeng dozens of meters away, his eyes filled with chills.
"Your Excellency has traveled thousands of miles to come to the Blood Prison. As the host, how can I neglect you like this!" Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen's figure disappeared strangely and appeared in front of Yan Yu in an instant, with the Qilin Sword in his hand.
Raise up, swing down.
The sword rainbow suddenly appeared, Yunfeng blocked it with his sword, bang!
Bang! Sparks flew everywhere, and Yunfeng took a few steps back, his eyes showing fear: "What a terrifying **!"
"Time is running out, we can only use all our strength!" His dark eyes were filled with coldness. Without any temptation, Ye Chen took a step forward again. The sky and the earth darkened in an instant, and sword shadows pierced through the air.
now.
Seeing the coldness flashing through Ye Chen's eyes, Yunfeng's face suddenly darkened. Yanyu had died under this sword earlier.
Whoosh! Sixteen sword shadows overlapped together and arrived in an instant!
Seeing the sudden appearance of the sword rainbow, a look of surprise flashed across Yunfeng's face. The long sword in his hand had just been raised half an inch, but his gestures were in vain.
In Yunfeng's perception, Ye Chen's aura surged in vain, becoming more terrifying than before. Despite this, Ye Chen's face was pale.
And it was during this lag that the seventeenth sword shadow appeared in Yunfeng's eyes and overlapped.
"The Seventeenth Sword?" Yunfeng's face turned pale. The bright sword light had pierced his chest. The sword tip to the back emerged, and blood surged wildly!
The bright sword light dissipated, and the darkness suddenly appeared in the sky. In front of Yunfeng, Ye Chen stood quietly, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword. The Qilin sword in his hand was inserted into Yunfeng's chest. Hunter in white clothes
It made a loud noise, and the long hair on the back of the head danced wildly.
"It's reached its limit, and I can't control the eighteenth sword!"
"Oh, You Zeng Hell, it's a pity, you shouldn't have come here with Yan Yu!" Ye Chen said calmly, and pulled out the sword slightly.
Hearing this, Yunfeng's expression remained frozen at the previous moment, with a striking bloodstain appearing between his eyebrows and spanning his whole body.
Kacha! Yunfeng's body staggered and turned into blood mist. A martial arts soul filled the blood mist. But as soon as this martial arts soul appeared, the thunder of heaven and earth exploded. Thousands of thunders came together, and Yunfeng's martial arts soul dissipated in the thunder.
Among them! Standing behind Ye Chen, the life and death dragon looked at this scene in shock. He secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and murmured: "What a terrifying sword. Every magical power is integrated into a sword style, plus the rules."
"The cost of burning part of the soul's power is a bit heavy, but it's worth it to kill this person!" Ye Chen reached out with his left hand and grabbed it into the void, and the majestic vitality condensed out of the blood mist.
These vitalities turned into a stream of light, impacted Ye Chen's body, and merged into Ye Chen's soul. The originally dim soul became much brighter again.
Even so, Ye Chen's aura was still a little weak, "Although this guy has a lot of vitality, it's a pity that it's not enough!"
Withdrawing the will of the six paths and the magical power of killing, Ye Chen turned around like a hungry wolf and looked at the warriors who were fighting below.
Whoosh! The will surged like a torrent. Ye Chen rushed into the crowd with his sword. Wherever he passed, blood suddenly appeared and corpses were everywhere.
The free vitality was forcibly drawn out by Ye Chen and integrated into his body.
No one can resist Ye Chen's sword, not even those in the martial arts realm. In just a few moments, three martial arts realms have fallen again.
With the fall of the masters of the Eight Great Cities and Youzeng City, it was difficult for the Three Hells to maintain their fighting spirit. Many law enforcers retreated and escaped before the battle.
The formation was in chaos, and the Blood Prison Army's offensive became more fierce, raising their swords to pursue them!
The victory or defeat was decided at this moment. The pungent smell of blood filled the air. Hundreds of thousands of corpses piled up like mountains, and the sea of blood was everywhere. It was shocking to look at it.
It was already dark, the blood-red moonlight was flowing away, and the sounds of killing all around disappeared in the moonlight.
The surroundings became dead silent, and the red-eyed Blood Prison Army stood in a pool of blood with dull expressions.
Of the more than 500,000 Blood Prison Army, only more than 300,000 Blood Prison Army survived now, and the more than 200,000 Blood Prison Army turned into cold corpses, lying in a pool of blood.
Including the three hell warriors, nearly 300,000 corpses were buried here.
A blood-red world, so red that it dazzles the eyes!
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