The first thousand five hundred and twenty-eight chapters this emperor came to break the sword array
Blood flew everywhere, and the sky was dyed red.
Dressed in snow-white clothes and moving in the wind, Ye Chen came through the air holding a bleeding unicorn sword.
A series of vigorous figures crisscrossed the surroundings, and their auras attracted each other to form a terrifying sword array, imprisoning the world.
The cultivation of thousands of disciples is not weak in the first place, and coupled with this sword formation, the pressure formed is extremely astonishing.
However, in Ye Chen's eyes, this coercion seemed so vulnerable.
"The movements arranged by these thousands of customers are extremely skillful. They have obviously practiced in the past!"
"It's just that the sword formation is also about gathering the power of everyone, and among these thousands of disciples, the strongest one can only condense the existence of the martial arts world!"
Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly, looked at the four fiercely fighting figures in the distance, and murmured softly: "With the strength of Chi You and Xing Tian, it will be easy to suppress those two!"
The situation at the scene was completely in Ye Chen's hands. Sensing that the Martial God Chosen clan was about to move behind him, Ye Chen no longer wasted time. In an instant, the sword energy soared into the sky. Ye Chen was like a god of death, sweeping away thousands of customers wherever he passed.
Blood rained and flesh splattered.
Thousands of diners rushed toward Ye Chen one after another.
Just like strolling in a leisurely garden, Ye Chen wandered between heaven and earth, the unicorn sword in his hand brought out a dazzling sword light that eclipsed the sky and earth.
Ignore the opponent's offensive and completely crush them with overwhelming force.
This was originally a battle of one against a thousand, but in the eyes of everyone, it turned out to be a one-sided massacre.
Millions of Martial God Chosen clans roared in unison: "Kill!"
The sounds gathered together to form an unimaginable sound of heaven and earth. It impacted the souls of thousands of diners and gradually eroded the fighting spirit in the hearts of Pingyuan Hou and Guo Wei.
"Master is so cruel. Killing these disciples is like squeezing ants to death!" Fei Yu was dumbfounded and murmured softly.
The shrill screams swayed in the evening wind, until a moment later, thousands of mutilated corpses fell down, forming a Shura field.
Stopping, Ye Chen looked back with an indifferent look on his face.
"Ah!" A shrill scream sounded in the sky, and the figure of Marquis Pingyuan was swallowed up by the gate of Jiuyou Huangquan. His flesh and blood turned into a pool of blood, leaving only white bones.
Marquis Pingyuan's soul was completely destroyed, and a rain of heaven and earth floated in the sky.
Yandu, Su Qin and Zou Yan stood on the sword pavilion with their hands behind their hands, looking at the rain of blood floating in front of them with complicated expressions.
"Zhao Sheng has fallen!" Zou Yan said softly.
"Well, I just hope Guo Wei can stop these people." Su Qin narrowed his eyes and said calmly.
"It won't last long. I even suspect that sending Guo Wei, Zhao Sheng and others to intercept and kill the Fifth Moon God will only increase casualties!" Zou Yan said helplessly.
"It only increases casualties, we have no choice!" Su Qin said silently.
In a sword palace in the capital of Zhao, Le Yi looked at the endgame in front of him and sighed heavily, "Zhao Sheng!"
Blood rain is falling from the sky and the earth, and thunder is swimming in the sky.
Just a few breaths later, another blood-red thunder struck down, and this rain of blood became even heavier.
"Guo Wei has fallen!" Almost at the same time, Su Qin, who was in Yandu, and Le Yi, who was far away in Zhaodu, both sighed.
"Now I can only hope that my emperor has broken the seal of the God of War!" Le Yi stood up and stood in front of the palace door, looking at a rain of blood from the sky and the earth.
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On the battlefield outside the territory, Xing Tian held up Guo Wei's head, turned around, and silently stared at the Tiangang Nebula.
"Let's go!" Ye Chen looked around at the corpses and whispered.
Boom! The giant beasts in the starry sky once again cleared the way. Millions of warrior gods chose their tribes and galloped between heaven and earth in a mighty force.
With millions of chosen clans, Ye Chen's body was filled with terrifying murderous intent, heading towards the Martial God Nebula. The closer he got to the Martial God Nebula, the colder the murderous intent in Ye Chen's heart became.
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The Valkyrie Nebula, the eternal starlight illuminates the entire world.
Thousands of peaks stood on top of the white-capped corpses. The peaks were covered with cracks. Ri Bo and others stood on them, their faces extremely pale.
A series of huge sword boats hovered in the sky.
The battle flags were ringing, and the soldiers from various countries standing on them looked at the warrior gods below with a mocking smile on their faces.
The Ten Thousand Swords Guizong Sword Formation evolved from three generations. The Japanese used this formation to block tens of millions of troops for half a day. However, under the endless attacks, the sword formation was finally broken.
In the distance, the emperors standing on the dragon chariot all sneered. How could a mere sword formation stop the iron hooves of the army?
"This sword formation is extraordinary. It gathers the auras of thousands of warriors together and uses the pressure of heaven and earth. Its power is shocking to heaven and earth, making ghosts and gods weep!"
Yan Ruxue stood with her hands behind her back, the frost on her sword eyebrows oozing with cold air.
"Although it is impregnable, it will be broken under the trampling of our army!" Zhao Xiao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and came with hundreds of millions of soldiers. He was confident and had to break the seal of the God of War.
"Since the sword formation is about to be broken, I, the emperor, will help the army and completely break the formation!"
The current emperor of Daqian, Qian Wuji, with a fierce look in his eyes and a slightly ferocious expression, took a step forward. Several heavenly dragons in front of him roared, pulling huge dragon chariots, and flew across the sky and earth like stars falling.
Head straight for the Valkyrie Nebula.
"A mere sword formation has wasted half a day's time. It's time to launch a general offensive!" Yan Ruxue said coldly, grabbing the battle flag on the side, waving it down, and shouted: "Pass this emperor's order, the army
Be prepared to attack as soon as the formation is broken!"
"Pass the emperor's order, the formation is broken, and the whole army attacks!"
A series of deep and deep voices sounded on the dragon chariot, and the emperors followed the Emperor of Yan and issued orders.
The roaring in the sky and the earth was astonishing, but the voices of the emperors rang in everyone's ears, extremely clear.
Hundreds of millions of ices are waiting in a tight formation. As soon as the sword formation is broken, the offensive will come out like a violent storm.
Boom! Several heavenly dragons pulled huge dragon chariots and galloped out.
The armies on both sides retreated to one side, shouting: "The Emperor Qian is mighty and will kill everyone!"
"Break this sword formation, fight against the mountains and rivers of the God of War, and avenge the shame of our empire!" Blood light flashed in his eyes, Gan Wuji had a ferocious look on his face, and he held down the imperial sword with one hand, clanging!
The sword came out, and a hundred-foot-long bloody light suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, forming a bloody giant sword that was fully one hundred feet long.
Condensing the original body of the Blood Sea, Gan Wuji can easily control the rules of the majestic Blood Sea.
Staring coldly at the thousands of peaks in front of him, Gan Wuji shouted coldly: "The sea of blood cuts off your thoughts into nothingness, kill!"
As soon as the word "Zhan" came out, the rules of the endless sea of blood gathered on the giant sword. From top to bottom, the giant sword crashed down.
Boom! The roar of heaven and earth rushed straight into the sky. Standing on the top of the mountain, Qing Jue and others felt that the world was shaking. The mountain below was in danger and could collapse at any time.
"The endurance of the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong Sword Formation has reached its limit. If this sword falls, the formation will inevitably collapse!"
Yue Wuxie had a solemn look on his face. The ten thousand peaks were arranged in the order of the Sword God Wan Peak. The place where Yue Wuxie stood was facing the Luoxia Peak, which was the core of the Wan Jian Guizong Sword Formation and was under the greatest pressure.
As soon as these words came out, Han Jian, Feng Ge and others all had expressions of absolute despair on their faces, and their eyes met the hundred-foot-long blood sword. Even if they died, they could not retreat, otherwise the sword formation would be broken without attacking.
"Ahem, it doesn't matter!" With an extremely pale face, Rizhao slowly raised his right hand, holding a small knife between his white sword fingers, "You can just preside over the sword formation. I will bear this person's attack!"
Before he finished speaking, an extremely beautiful blade suddenly appeared and disappeared from Rizhao's fingertips.
The light of the sword meets the giant sword of a hundred feet, just like an ant meets the solitary peak of Wanren. There is a huge difference between the two.
Countless eyes were focused on this sword light. Many soldiers on the Tiangang side had contempt on their faces. How could the Emperor of Daqian use a sword with the blood sea rule to break it with one sword?
Furthermore, this knife is too small, and there are no regular fluctuations on it.
As for the Martial God, thousands of Sword God Peak Masters are eagerly waiting for him.
Even Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao in the distance had their eyes fixed on each other. The young man who drew the sword knew that the sword god Rizhen should not be underestimated.
"Pearl of Rice!" Coldness surged in Qian Wuji's eyes, and the majestic force of Daqian came down and merged into the hundred-foot giant sword. With this sword, he not only wanted to break through the sword formation, but also to kill this sword formation. A young man with a sword.
"Is my knife just a pearl of rice? Ahem!" The cold wind blew over his face, and Rizhao's face became even paler, as if his thin figure would fall to the wind at any time...