The first thousand three hundred and ninety-six chapters uncle take you to kill
Whoosh!
A series of bright sword rainbows streaked across the sky and earth until they reached the bridge.
The sword light dissipated, and more than twenty generals dispersed. The four leaders stood at the front, and the remaining twenty generals stood behind.
A cold aura spread over the twenty-four people. The four generals headed by them were all in the martial arts realm, while the rest of the generals were in the spiritual martial arts realm.
The momentum of the twenty-four gathered together, like ten thousand mountains, pressing on the hearts of ten thousand prisoners.
A depressing atmosphere filled the air, Future's breathing was a little heavy, and the bridge was shaking even more violently.
"Uncle Ye Zi!" The stinky corpse water splashed on the future, and the future was completely unaware, staring at the end of the horizon with beautiful eyes.
A bloody robe floated out. In just a few breaths, Ye Chen was less than a hundred feet away from building the bridge.
"Is this person the one who cut off the martial arts chain?" The eyes of the four generals led by him changed. Looking at the blood shadow, they felt as if they were in an ice cellar.
"What a terrifying killing intent. How many people has this person killed?" a general whispered.
"No matter how many people he has killed, this is the place where my Daqian Empire rules, and the lowly people can only surrender!"
"If you don't surrender, then kill them!" The general who regarded the people of the Martial God as nothing more than grass sneered, and a terrifying martial arts will burst out of his body and went straight towards Ye Chen.
Bang bang! Three waves of martial arts will erupted on the bridge one after another, converging into a wave of pressure that enveloped all directions.
"Kill!" Four martial arts realm generals shouted in unison. More than twenty Lingwu realm generals raised their swords one after another, and the rules of heaven and earth appeared.
The majestic pressure surged. However, Ye Chen was not affected at all and still walked forward step by step.
No matter how turbulent the rules of heaven and earth were, they immediately collapsed when Ye Chen stepped down.
Bang bang! Ye Chen's every step seemed to fall on everyone's heart. Everyone's heart could not help but beat faster.
Dressed in blood, he faced the majestic pressure and came on foot.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the twenty generals changed and their hearts sank.
Standing on the palace, the young general looked back at the palace, grasped the sword at his waist tightly, stepped into the air with one step, his body was like a rainbow, and went straight to build the bridge.
Whoosh! A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, and the young general appeared above the bridge.
Seeing the figure that suddenly appeared in front of them, the twenty generals all whispered: "Admiral Lin Fu!"
Ding! The long sword was instantly unsheathed, bringing up a bright sword shadow. The young man known as Admiral Lin Fu stared solemnly at Ye Chen, who was walking on foot, and said coldly: "Despicable people, if you continue If you take half a step forward, the bodies of these 10,000 prisoners will immediately sink to the bottom of the river!"
The long sword in the young man's hand dropped slightly. A sharp sword energy shot out, piercing the eyebrows of several prisoners below, and brought up traces of strange blood lotus.
Ye Chen ignored the young man's warning. He had never been a person who liked to be threatened.
Seeing this, the young general smiled coldly. The long sword in his hand was raised again, bringing with it a flood of sword energy. He slashed it down, "You take one step, and I will kill hundreds of lowly people!"
The sword energy roared down, and the prisoner who was locked on the bridge could not move. He could only watch the sword energy approaching, and his eyes went dark.
Pillars of blood emerged, and more than a hundred corpses were kicked away by the soldiers and sank into the surging stream.
Dead silence! The only sound left in the scene was the sound of the river slapping against the bridge. Every prisoner looked extremely quiet and did not make any screams. Death was also a kind of relief for them.
Bang! Ye Chen still walked forward, less than fifty feet away from the bridge. He kept his head slightly lowered.
"You ridiculous lowly people, this is what you call compatriots, are you willing to watch your compatriots die?"
"Tsk, tsk, ridiculous brotherhood!" the young general said with a ferocious smile, and wanted to continue swinging the sword in his hand, but at this moment, Ye Chen raised his head.
"You can try it. You draw your sword, and I will draw my sword. Let's see whose sword is faster!" A voice as cold as hell sounded, and the long hair behind Ye Chen moved without wind, as wildly as a long snake. Dancing.
Hearing this voice, the young general was startled. When he met those cold and dark eyes, a feeling of uneasiness spread.
"How is this possible? I have led a large number of soldiers on hundreds of battlefields, killed hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers, and experienced countless lives and deaths. How can I be afraid of this look!"
A ferocious smile gradually appeared at the corner of the young general's mouth, "One thing I can be sure of is that my sword will be faster than yours!"
The moment before he finished speaking, the sword in the young general's hand was raised again, and the rules of heaven and earth came together. He wanted to cut off the bridge and let the more than 10,000 prisoners be buried at the bottom of the river.
However, before the sword fell, a terrifying pressure locked the young general.
With a sinking heart, the young general looked up and saw that there was no more light in the world. He was plunged into darkness like ink. A bright sword light suddenly appeared. In just a blink of an eye, this sword light had arrived. The young general's eyebrows were pierced.
Poof! The splattering blood tore apart the darkness. The young general's eyes widened and his whole body trembled. Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him and his extremely cold eyes, the color of panic slowly filled the air and his vitality disappeared. Go, soul broken.
Looking at the young general who was so close, Ye Chen said calmly: "Even if you, the Emperor of Daqian, came in person, he would not dare to say that he can draw a sword faster than me!"
Poof! Ye Chen drew his sword, and the body of the young general swayed like a kite with its string broken, falling into the stream below, splashing pools of corpse water.
One sword can conquer the city! Ye Chen smiled coldly, turned around and looked at the generals around him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Seeing the death of the young general, the eyes of the twenty-four generals changed, showing horror, and they wanted to retreat, but a majestic pressure roared over, and the twenty-four generals felt as if they were in a swamp. As if unable to move.
"Come into this world of martial arts, do you still want to leave?" Ye Chen said coldly, holding his sword and stepping forward. Every time he took a step, the Qilin Sword in Ye Chen's hand was raised, pointing directly at the necks of these generals. , the blood column surged wildly.
Plop! Corpses fell down one after another and were submerged by the churning current.
In only three breaths of time, twenty-four generals fell one after another.
Wow! The world was dead silent except for the sound of running water. Ye Chen turned around and his unwavering gaze swept across the soldiers on the bridge.
"He is a devil!" A Daqian soldier took a breath. Unable to bear the cold gaze any longer, he exclaimed and backed away with his sword.
After someone took the lead, more than 10,000 soldiers retreated in an attempt to escape.
"Blood needs blood to wash away, you guys deserve to die!" Ye Chen said lightly, pressing down on the void with one hand, the terrifying coercion of heaven and earth surged and roared down.
More than 10,000 soldiers screamed in agony, bleeding from every orifice in their bodies and died.
The pungent smell of blood mixed with the smell of corpses floated on the bridge.
More than 10,000 prisoners looked blankly at Ye Chen, who came with a sword. He cut off the martial arts chain!
The rules of heaven and earth condensed crazily in the sky, forming a sword of rules. Ye Chen raised his hand and pressed it, and the sword of ten thousand rules roared down and cut off the martial chain, clang!
When sparks flew everywhere, the chain of martial arts broke and everyone escaped.
"Uncle Ye Zi!" After losing the shackles of the chain, Future grabbed the dangling chain and looked at Ye Chen coming with a sword with a smile, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.
"Uncle said that that day will never come!" He gently wiped away the tears from the corner of Future's eyes with his left hand, Ye Chen said softly: "Fortunately, at the last moment, I cut off the chain of martial arts!"
"In the future, are you afraid of killing people?" Ye Chen asked.
"Don't be afraid of the future!" The slightly immature face showed the vicissitudes of life that shouldn't be there, and the future said firmly: "My mother said that if you live in such an era, if you don't want to be killed, you must learn to kill!"
"Because of survival, I kill people!" Ye Chen took the future's little hand and walked towards the palace, "Today, uncle will take you to kill people!"
Killing intent! The overwhelming killing intent erupted in Ye Chen. The once magnificent palace was shaking slightly at this moment. The soldiers standing on the palace were soaked in cold sweat.
Following Ye Chen closely, Mirai didn't panic at all and allowed Ye Chen to hold her hand.
Every time he took a step, the sword in Ye Chen's hand was raised, and the terrifying rules of heaven and earth were brought down, covering the entire palace, thunder bursting out, and a sea of fire filling the sky.
A famous Daqian soldier died tragically in the sea of fire and thunder.
When Ye Chen stepped to the end of the bridge, he raised his head, looked at the huge palace in front of him, and said calmly: "Aren't you three taking action?"...)
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