"Who are you?" Emperor Han asked in shock, his eyes extremely alert.
Snow-like white clothes fluttered above the heaven and earth, and an earth-shattering pressure filled the air.
The court officials who came with Emperor Han were as silent as cicadas.
Ye Chen's expression was extremely calm. He stared at Han Huang and others with their hair down. He took out the wine bottle, took a long drink, and said calmly: "The person who killed you!"
"The person who killed me!" Emperor Han's eyes suddenly shrank, and he directed the soldiers around him who came after hearing the news, and said in a cold voice: "Rangang, come here, capture this person for me!"
Although the voice was sharp, Emperor Han's figure retreated behind the ministers.
An uneasy feeling arose in his heart, and his intuition told him that the young man in white clothes in front of him was definitely not comparable to him.
"Promise!" Thousands of Korean soldiers responded loudly, and fierce sword intent rose into the sky.
Whoosh! Thousands of sword lights followed the sword intention, and the sword light was booming in the sky.
The fierce wind blew towards his face. Ye Chen looked calmly at Emperor Han who was standing behind the ministers and said calmly: "You can't escape!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen slowly raised one hand and saw a strong wind formation in the void of heaven and earth. The black wind swept out and turned into countless phantoms. These phantoms galloped towards the rushing sword light.
go.
The phantom is slightly condensed, and contains the terrifying Gangfeng rules.
Clang! The phantom collided with the sword light, and the sword light shattered. The Korean soldier holding the sword seemed to have been hit by a force of ten thousand kilograms, and his entire body fell backwards.
Ye Chen took a step forward, and the surrounding phantoms gathered together to form a green dragon phantom, the towering dragon horns glowing with a faint light.
"In your country, for thousands of years, tens of millions of our Martial God Chosen Race have been enslaved!"
"This crime will be borne by you, Emperor Han!"
A voice sounded like the sound of heaven above. The white clothes moved in the wind. Ye Chen's right hand that had been pressed down was raised again, and the infinite rules between heaven and earth gathered together.
Boom boom! I saw a huge palm shadow condensed in the sky.
Under the shadow of this palm, the entire world looked gray, and an extremely oppressive aura filled the hearts of Han Huang and others.
"The Martial God chooses the tribe, he is the Martial God chooses the tribe!" Emperor Han frowned slightly, and was about to yell out a scolding, but when he saw the shadow of the palm appearing in the sky, he couldn't help but have a look of panic in his eyes:
"This person is beyond the comparison of this emperor!"
"Retreat!" Emperor Han made the decision immediately, without hesitation, and retreated to the palace like a rainbow.
The moment Emperor Han retreated to the palace, layers of restrictions appeared over the palace. At the same time, the general trend of Korea turned into a hundred-foot tiger, roaring across the mountains and rivers, and the heaven and earth were shocked.
"Kill this emperor. For thousands of years, only the Moon God has such strength among the clans chosen by the Martial Gods!"
"You are worthy of being an unknown junior, but you dare to be so bold. Go to the emperor's empire alone!"
"Today, my emperor will use the power of South Korea to suppress the young people like you!"
A roar like a bell sounded in the sky, and the majestic tiger of a hundred feet bared its teeth and claws. With overwhelming power, it swooped down towards Ye Chen.
Below, more than a hundred ministers also took action, and the surging martial arts will formed a wave of will: "Suppress!"
Boom! An earth-shattering roar. It rises from the ground.
Dozens of wills were condensed on the Baizhang Tiger, which immediately became extremely condensed. Its huge eyes were filled with terrifying blood, "Roar!"
With a roar of a tiger, the color of the sky and the earth changes, and the mountains and rivers shake.
"South Korea's power is weaker than Qi's power!" Facing the looming figure, Ye Chen said calmly, raising his right hand and slamming it down.
Boom! On the huge palm shadow, the majestic force of the God of War condensed. This palm shadow fell on the hundred-foot tiger, and the huge shadow shattered in this instant.
The roar echoed in the ears, and the expressions of hundreds of ministers suddenly changed. Is the situation of Qi State so shattered?
Seeing the falling palm shadow, these ministers dispersed in all directions, but the huge palm covered an area of several thousand feet.
"No, this is impossible. Who is he? He actually broke the power of South Korea!" In the palace, Emperor Han looked at this scene, his scalp was numb, and the layers of restrictions emerging above the imperial palace were as thin as paper under the shadow of his palm.
, tear it apart.
Boom! The magnificent palace turned into ruins under the shadow of the palm.
The shrill screams echoed across the heaven and earth. Under the shadow of this palm, a famous official collapsed and his soul was extinguished!
Emperor Han, who was in the palace, met an even more miserable end, being blown to pieces.
Kacha! Between the void of heaven and earth, a streak of blood-colored thunder penetrated down, illuminating the entire sky.
Looking down at the ruined palace, Ye Chen murmured softly: "The situation in South Korea has been decided!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen turned around and walked towards the broken void. He knew that once he killed Han Emperor, Han Zun would definitely notice it. Although he had condensed the fourth source body, he still had to deal with it.
Going to Han Zun is an unwise move.
"With his speed, it will take several seconds to get from Qi to South Korea!"
"This time is enough for me to break through Korea's martial arts hell!"
The turbulent turbulence in the void swallowed up Ye Chen's figure. There was lightning and thunder in the empty void, and a downpour of blood drifted down.
The entire Korean imperial capital was eerily silent.
Countless civilians looked at this scene with blank expressions. In their hearts, Han Huang and others, who were like gods, looked so miserable under that man!
Qi State, inside the imperial palace.
Zhao Zun and Han Zun were sitting upright, with a chessboard placed in front of them. On the chessboard, black and white chess pieces were crisscrossed, and there were two majestic trends in it.
Seeing Han Zun who was undecided about his move, Zhao Zun smiled lightly: "Han Zun, you have been thinking about this move for a long time!"
Han Zun raised his brows, slowly moved his moves, and said solemnly: "If you make a wrong move, you will lose the whole game, so you have to think carefully!"
Hearing this, Zhao Zun smiled inexplicably, and then he made a move, bang!
"Sun Bin rebelled, Tian Ji, Sun Bin, Qi Huang and others fell. Even if Qi Zun can regain control of Qi State, Qi State's strength will no longer be 30% of what it was in its heyday!"
"In this chess game, Qi has been eliminated. With the addition of Wei, the only ones competing for Tiangang are Yan, Zhao and Han Chu!"
"As long as this turbulent situation is rectified, everything will come to an end!" Zhao Zunruo said with deep meaning. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the surging figures in the distance. The turmoil in Qi State today has not diminished at all.
"Really?" Han Zun said calmly, but he sighed silently in his heart: "Among the six countries, Wei and South Korea were originally the weakest. It was not just Qi that was in turmoil. Even South Korea was the same. South Korea's strength was the most comparable.
Today’s Qi State!”
"This chess game can only be played by the Three Kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, and Chu!" Han Zun picked up a white piece between his sword fingers, but his heart suddenly trembled. The chess piece fell on the chessboard. Han Zun suddenly raised his head and looked at it with doubts.
Looking at the world outside the palace.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Zun asked in confusion.
"Something happened in South Korea!" Han Zun frowned slightly and was about to get up when an earth-shaking thunder sounded between the heaven and the earth. In an instant, a torrential rain of blood fell down.
This rain of blood was filled with the aura of Emperor Han.
"Emperor Han has fallen!" Zhao Zun's face was slightly moved.
"Fifth generation!" Han Zun's face suddenly changed, he gritted his teeth, and shocking murderous aura surged out of him. He stood up directly, broke through the void, and stepped into the broken world. "There is a change in South Korea, and I will take the first step!"
"In the fifth generation, he actually appeared in South Korea and killed Emperor Han!" The sound of pattering rain came into the palace. Zhao Zun did not move, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He started and dropped the stone. The black stone had won the entire chess game.
, after Qi, South Korea has become extremely turbulent, and South Korea is out!"
Suddenly, Zhao Zun trembled slightly, "That madman from the Fifth Generation, will the next target be Zhao Guo?"
This thought came to Zhao Zun's mind, but Zhao Zun could no longer sit still and stood up immediately, "We must not let Zhao become the second Qi!"
Kaka! Zhao Zun tears apart the world of nothingness and steps into it...Mobile phone users please go and read.)