The first thousand two hundred and sixty-three chapters Zhuwu sword array, the return of the ancient
Ding! Thousands of sword sounds resounded among the peaks, and countless sword lights reflected the sky.
The sharp sword energy floated, and a great momentum emerged.
The prince looked at the peaks, remained silent for a few breaths, and said calmly: "Young Master Su cannot stop the many martial arts realms!"
"Really?" Ye Chen said with a faint smile, he had already grasped the general trend of this chess game.
At the top of the peaks, Young Master Su Wei closed his eyes, and the four Life and Death Pearls in his hands floated strangely.
Life is like a torrent, rushing in all directions.
An aura of destruction filled the body of Young Master Su. Young Master Su opened his eyes and looked at the peaks.
On the peaks, there is faint sword energy flowing, and there are even terrifying wills contained within it.
"Retreat!" Young Master Su said, and his voice turned into the sound of heaven and earth, soaring straight into the sky.
Bang bang! Among the peaks, the army of more than one million swordsmen retreated in an orderly manner until they reached the shore of Wujiang River.
On the peaks, Young Master Su stood in white clothes, his slender hands formed a mysterious sword seal, "The universe shakes off Kan Gen Dui Xun!"
Ding! The peaks shook and the rocks collapsed!
More than a hundred wills of the sky appeared in vain in the void. The moment Master Su's sword seal fell, more than a hundred peaks collapsed, and a sword pillar hundreds of feet long appeared.
These sword pillars were inserted into the peaks. Young Master Su took one step in the air. Almost at the same time, more than a hundred sword pillars shot out, following behind Young Master Su.
The beads of life and death were spinning around. Young Master Su carried more than a hundred wills of the sky and stepped into the void, where huge sword shadows stood out.
The two sides who were fighting stopped with a tacit understanding. Huo Qilin, Mu Chen and others stepped back one after another. Looking behind, "We are finally starting to fight back!"
Controlling one hundred and forty-four sky-reaching sword pillars, Young Master Su just stepped into the void. He raised the Young Master Sword in his hand, and the huge sword pillar roared towards him from the nine heavens.
Bang bang! One hundred and forty-four sky-reaching sword pillars fell into the void at the same time. The rules manifested next to the sword pillars, and the pressure of heaven and earth gathered together.
Bang bang! The strong man from the Prince's Palace who had opened up his martial arts realm took a step back with a bang. Under the impact of the sword pillar, their martial arts realm was shattered.
Lowering his head, Young Master Su glanced indifferently at the Wujiang River that had turned into a river of blood. It was only at this moment that he used his sword array to save the lives of these tens of millions of creatures.
"The vitality of twenty million living beings is enough!" Young Master Su murmured to himself, walking step by step towards the void like a god descending to earth.
On the bank of Wujiang River, on a high platform, Meng Tian looked at this scene, with complex expressions on his face, ranging from relief to helplessness, "You have finally become stronger!"
In the dead Wujiang River, a little bit of free life condensed and hovered in the void.
Clouds and mist rolled in, and one hundred and forty-four sword pillars covered the sky and the sun. The sky of will permeated above them roared in, like a mountain, suppressing the members of the Prince's Palace.
Young Master Su still had a calm look on his face. The Life and Death Pearl was spinning in the palm of his hand. The vitality that filled the world surged in and merged into the Life and Death Pearl: "Martial Punishment Sword Formation!"
The sword formation evolved from the combination of the Sky City Sword Formation and the Sword God Sect Protector Sword Formation.
This sword formation is unique to Young Master Su. One hundred and forty-four wills form the sky, and the sea of clouds and the sky converge together, covering all the heavens.
In an instant, Huo Qilin, Mu Chen and others, as well as members of the Prince's Palace, all appeared in the sea of clouds.
"Zhuwu Sword Formation!" Young Master Su's voice echoed in the void, like thunder, hovering around everyone's ears.
Seeing this scene, a look of solemnity finally appeared on the prince's face, "Eight formations buried tens of millions of troops just to operate this sword formation!"
"Push forward step by step, step after step!" The prince murmured to himself. Only then did he realize that from the very beginning, Ye Chen had controlled the chess game this time.
"The war has just begun!" Ye Chen said leisurely, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance. Although the sky of will blocked their sight, it could not block his soul power.
"Fire Emperor, you are seeking death!" A roar spread in vain from the Zhuwu Sword Formation, causing a riot in the rules of heaven and earth.
In the sea of clouds, an endless sea of fire surged.
A tall Suzaku shadow hovered over the sea of fire. Dressed in red fire-fighting clothes, the Fire Emperor stood above the sea of fire with an indifferent expression, and his long fire-like hair fell into the sea of fire behind him.
Flames filled the air. The Fire Emperor didn't say a word. The phantom of the Suzaku hovering in the sky spread its wings. As its wings swept, the flames turned into giant swords and shot down.
Where the giant sword pointed was clearly many members of the Prince's Palace.
The leader of the Prince Palace member was an old man. The old man had an angry look on his face. He did not expect that at this moment, the Fire Emperor of the Suzaku Tribe would actually rebel.
"The four ancient tribes are connected by blood!" Fire Qilin said with a smile, stroking his palms, and led Mu Chen and others through the air.
With the Zhuwu Sword Formation, together with Young Master Su and Fire Emperor, the Sword God Sect's strength increased greatly, and a battle broke out again.
Compared with the previous retreats, Huo Qilin and others started a fierce counterattack this time, and their martial arts will continued like a torrent and a tsunami.
Outside the formation, Ye Chen looked at this scene, dragging Xiao Yu with his sword finger, and said lightly: "This is the second murderous intention. The loyalty of the four ancient tribes has been integrated into the depths of their souls. Unless the souls turn into ashes, otherwise,
The four ancient tribes will never betray the Moon God!"
Bang! The sunspots roared in with overwhelming pressure, setting off endless murderous intent.
On the chessboard, the general situation has been completely controlled by Ye Chen. Thousands of troops and horses turned into chess pieces are tearing apart the rules. Thousands of swords are pointing at the nine heavenly dragons, slaying the dragons, only in an instant!
"Fire Emperor!" The prince fell silent. This subordinate who followed him into reincarnation ten lives ago and was reincarnated in the Martial God Continent actually rebelled at the critical moment. "When did you notice it?"
"In the Battle of Fengzong Island, when he handed me the sword inherited from the Suzaku Clan, I was already a little suspicious!" Ye Chen said lightly. With the condensation of several general trends, his martial arts field once again skyrocketed by hundreds of feet.
"The Battle of Fengzong Island!" The prince smiled slightly, his expression still calm and relaxed, and he never seemed lonely.
"Actually, you saw it a long time ago, didn't you?" Ye Chen said calmly: "The world is a chess piece, and everyone is a pawn. In your chessboard, I am not just an uncontrolled pawn, but many people are!"
"It's just that you can't be cruel. There are many people walking with you on this road. You try your best to make those people walk with you to the end!" Ye Chen was silent for a few breaths, looking at the slightly lonely figure in the distance,
He said calmly.
Phew! A bright sword light flashed through the sea of clouds, and there was a trace of blood.
"Ah!" A warrior who was fighting screamed in vain, and an extremely delicate blade appeared between his eyebrows.
This member of the Prince's Palace covered his eyebrows with one hand and looked straight at the billowing sea of clouds in the distance, his eyes full of disbelief.
The martial arts will permeating the blade destroyed the warrior's soul. In just a moment, the warrior turned into a corpse and was swallowed up by the rolling clouds.
Whoosh! The sound of swords gradually sounded in the sea of clouds, and several more screams were heard.
It wasn't until this moment that the two sides who were fighting noticed the flash of sword light.
When the bright sword light appears, it will always bring out a striking bloody light.
Almost at the same time, everyone in the void looked towards the depths of the churning sea of clouds.
The clouds and mist rose and fell, and a slender figure gradually emerged, with long black hair draped casually on his shoulders. Under the sword light in the sky, the pale face looked even more eye-catching.
"Ahem, there are so many people!" The young man walked forward with gentle steps, his thin figure standing in the sea of clouds, like a lonely boat in the sea, ready to be buried at any time.
"This battle has gone on for too long, it's time to end, cough!" The young man muttered to himself, his face getting paler, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, his right hand slowly stretched out, the long and pale hand, who
You will also know that this is a pair of hands holding a knife.
A name that had been forgotten for a long time appeared in the minds of both parties. The members of the Prince's Palace were full of shock, "Sword God Rizhen!"
"Follow this road, but you have gone astray. Ahem, everyone, I will use the knife in my hand to bring you back. Ahem!" Rizhao's voice was still so soft, and he raised his right hand slightly.
, a beautiful sword light appeared.
The pungent smell of blood disappeared at this moment, replaced by a tangy fragrance.
Before a member of the Prince's Palace could react, the sword light had arrived, freezing the vitality in his body and shattering his soul.
"Ribo!" the leader of the old man exclaimed. He actually killed the members of the Prince's Palace with a knife!
The fragrance of flowers, the light of the knife, the pale face, are dead silent at this moment...!~!
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