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His clothes made a squeaking sound, and the foot-wide blood hole was extremely eye-catching.
Looking at the sword rainbow that was so close, the young man took a breath and his face turned pale. Text / Text
Countless rules of heaven and earth are in front of me, trying to block this sword, but all efforts are powerless.
The young man's expression showed a slight struggle, and finally a decisive look flashed in his eyes. He raised his right hand and suddenly shot it down into the void.
Thousands of fires gathered together, and a shadow slowly came out of his body. The body belonged to the origin of fire.
The will-o'-the-wisp flickered, and the young man's move was obviously to block Ye Chen's sword with his original body.
Kaka! However, under the thousand-foot sword rainbow, the original body only lasted for an instant and was immediately shattered.
A ray of blood poured into the young man's body, and his body of fire origin was broken. The young man's soul was affected, and a mouthful of blood suddenly burst out, and his body was also swallowed by the sword rainbow.
Crack! A strange sound resounded between heaven and earth, and a severed arm was thrown into the sky.
As the blood mist filled the air, the young man's body fell backwards like a kite without strings, swaying, and there was also a flaw in his powerful aura.
The thousand-foot long rainbow also dispersed in this moment, and was replaced by a white dress that looked like snow.
Ye Chen came out with his sword in hand, looking at the broken arm that fell in front of him, a look of pity flashed in his eyes. The sword that he had prepared for a long time failed to kill the Grand Emperor Daqian, and only cut off one of his arms and destroyed one of his original bodies.
Staring at the few signs of life on his left hand, Niu Chen put away the pity in his eyes and became indifferent.
The Emperor Daqian, whose soul was severely damaged, was like a tiger that had lost its fangs.
"Emperor Daqian died by my sword, and so did you!" Ye Chenhuan said calmly as he walked towards the young man.
Hearing this, the young man took a breath, his eyes showed shock, and he stared straight at the white clothes fluttering in front of him, feeling an inexplicable shame in his heart.
If I hadn't been careless, underestimated this sword style, and forcefully accepted it instead of avoiding it, how could I have allowed you to speak so eloquently.
A heart-wrenching pain spread through his soul, and the young man had to use part of his cultivation to suppress the injuries on his soul. His origin was shattered and his soul was seriously injured. Both of these require countless years of practice to recover.
The young man stood up slowly, his imperial robes turned into blood clothes, and said coldly: "Even if you lose one of your original bodies, it will be easy for me to kill you!"
Seeing the Emperor Daqian who was pretending to be calm, Ye Chen smiled faintly without any nonsense. He raised his sword and thousands of thunders came crashing down. In just the blink of an eye, the young man became a pool of thunder, with thousands of thunder snakes swimming around. The young man seemed to
It's like being imprisoned in the depths of the thunder pool.
"Thousands of thunders can only defeat this emperor, it's just a small trick!" The young man sneered, raised his hand, and thousands of will-o'-wisps gathered together again, trying to tear this thunder pool apart.
However, under the suppression of the thunder pool, thousands of fires surrounded the young man, unable to move forward even half an inch. Seeing this, the young man's eyes showed a strong look of fear.
However, in the next moment, these thunderous thunder suddenly fell silent.
Ye Chen's raised right foot also stopped in mid-air. He suddenly raised his head and glanced straight at the sky.
A terrifying oppression swept over, Ye Chen's face suddenly changed, and he whispered: "Unnamed, retreat!"
Retreat! Wuming Jian raised his eyebrows in vain. After a slight hesitation, he stepped back and headed straight for the Void Sword Formation.
The young man's expression also changed. He looked at the end of the sky with deep meaning, and a terrifying aura appeared.
"Are you hitting Jingziyun?" A plain voice sounded at the end of the world, turned into thunder, and echoed between the heaven and the earth.
Countless snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky, turning into a blizzard. A tall figure walked out of the snowstorm, and it was Jing Ke.
Under his snow-white sword eyebrows, endless killing intent flowed in his eyes. Although he was far away, Jing Ke's piercing and cold eyes fell on Ye Chen. "Jing Ziyun's skills are not as good as others. He died in your hands, and he deserves to die!"
"Publicly, you are a lowly citizen, and privately, you have a murderous hatred against me!"
"Kill!" The moment he walked out of the wind and snow, Jing Ke raised his right hand and pressed it towards Ye Chen in the distance. Countless falling snow flakes gathered together to form a hundred-foot-long ice dragon, its entire body crystal clear and endless. The ice rules are flowing inside.
Whoosh! The hundred-foot ice dragon swept out, covering thousands of miles of ice wherever it passed.
Looking at the hundred-foot ice dragon, Ye Chen's face darkened slightly. He took a step forward and suddenly appeared a hundred feet away. The Qilin sword in his hand suddenly swung down towards the young man. He went through a lot of troubles to do it. It was to kill the Supreme Emperor of Daqian. Today, the Supreme Emperor of Daqian must die! A bone-chilling murderous intention came over him. The young man raised his eyes, and the panic in his eyes was gone. Instead, they were more of a joke.
"Now that the dignified Jingsha Hou of Dayan appears here, how long can this untouchable be so rampant?" The young man sneered and stepped back calmly.
The big Yan Jing kills the marquis! Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and the sword force became even more fierce. In the blink of an eye, it reached the sky above the young man. At the moment when it was about to be slashed down, the swimming hundred-foot ice dragon suddenly replaced the young man's body. position to block Ye Chen's sword.
"The wind is rustling, the water is cold!" The gloomy voice swayed in the cold wind, and on the Baizhang Ice Dragon, strands of gloomy wind rolled out, blowing up the snow catkins, which fell on the Qilin Sword, seemingly The surging pressure of heaven and earth completely collapsed at this moment.
"What a terrifying magical power!" Ye Chen's eyes were calm. He flipped his right hand and raised the Qilin Sword again, slashing at the 100-foot ice dragon. He whispered: "Broken!"
The power of splitting mountains and breaking mountains is like splitting thousands of mountains with one sword. Several rules are flowing on the sword. This sword fully embodies the power of Ye Chen's physical body.
Whoosh! The dark wind rolled out, like an invisible giant wall, blocking the Qilin Sword's swing.
After a stalemate for several breaths, the Qilin Sword still landed on the Baizhang Giant Dragon. A blast sound similar to the clash of gold and iron was heard. The Baizhang Ice Dragon was not damaged at all, but a layer of frost filled the Qilin Sword. In a way that the naked eye could see. The visible speed spread towards the hilt of the sword.
"Ice rules!" Ye Chen's right arm suddenly shook, and the Kirin Sword shook slightly, shattering the ice on it. He drew the sword and turned around suddenly. The Kirin Sword in his hand brought up heavy sword shadows, and he slashed Zangzang into the empty void. The moment the sword fell, a ripple appeared in the void, and the silver spear like a long snake shot out of the air in vain. It was extremely bright, tearing apart many shadows, and landed on the tip of the Qilin Sword.
Platinum! Another sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and sparks flew everywhere. Ye Chen's figure swayed, but he did not move back.
A silver spear with thunder lingering on it.
A pair of white hands appeared in the void, grabbing the silver spear. The ripples dispersed, and a young man appeared. The aura of the book between his brows was extremely strong, and he was holding a scroll in one hand.
"Zhao Kuo!" Seeing this figure, the young man saw that the emperor's face was filled with joy, and the teasing look in his eyes became even stronger. The two countries of Yan and Zhao actually sent such a strong man. Today, this lowly people will definitely be unable to fly.
An extremely rich aura filled Zhao Kuo's body. He raised his eyes and looked at this handsome face that was too young. Zhao Kuo smiled lightly and said: "I have some tricks. No wonder my son will fall into your hands if I am not a filial son!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen's eyes were extremely calm. Standing between the two, he could sense the oppression coming from these two people, just like the Daqian Emperor before he was seriously injured. The strength of these two people who appeared was unfathomable. , at least not weaker than the Emperor Daqian.
"Thank you both for your help. I will never forget this kindness!" Wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, the young man wiped away his previous decadence and said with high spirits.
"Besides this person, were there any other lowly people in that battle a few days ago?" The thunder snake writhed on the gun. Under the background of the thunder light, Zhao Kuo's expression became even more indifferent.
Hearing this, the young man raised his eyes slightly, looked at the sword light leaving in the distance, and sneered: "There are those people, two of you. I will leave this lowly citizen in front of you to deal with. As for that lowly citizen, I will leave it to you." My Majesty!"
Before he finished speaking, the young man stood up and was about to walk towards the Void Sword Formation, but was unexpectedly stopped by Jing Ke. He shook his head and said coldly: "Someone will deal with that lowly man!"
Boom! A series of roars came from the Void Sword Formation. Wuming was seen stepping into the sword formation. The sword formation was not yet in operation. His figure was like a kite that was out of line. He stepped back and looked at it solemnly. The surrounding world.
Ye Chen's expression also changed slightly, he raised his eyes and said softly: "Confining the world!"
In Ye Chen's perception, the world seemed to be imprisoned, and the space was dead silent. Only by breaking the confinement could one leave this place.
The young man looked startled, but then he reacted, sneered, and walked forward. The three of them stood in different directions, their breaths tightly locking Ye Chen, as if blocking him.
Feeling the breath of the three people, Ye Chen's heart sank. Undoubtedly, under the oppression of the three people, he felt the long-lost breath of life and death.
Gently raising the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen said calmly: "Three martial arts realms that have condensed two original bodies, you really think highly of me!"