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Chapter 1695 Countless casualties

"The existence of the Zhuzi Sword Tomb is already known to the world, and the inheritance of the hundreds of families within it is a fatal temptation for Tiangang warriors!"

"Countless Tiangang powerhouses have entered it, and the corpses in front of them are obviously those from the martial arts realm!"

Ye Chen looked up and saw corpses scattered among the tombstones.

"Whether it's Wei Zun's body or the bodies of these warriors, they all have injuries!"

"Obviously these people went through several battles before they fell!"

"These people are here for the inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought. They will definitely not take action before they receive the inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought!"

"And now, these people have died here, and these are the only ones competing for the inheritance of hundreds of schools!"

"Then why did Wei Zun fall?"

Ye Chen was like an outsider, calmly analyzing everything about Zhuzi Jian Tomb.

"Weird, there are so many powerful people here, as well as Wei Zun. Once these people fall, Tiangang will inevitably rain blood!" Ye Chen became more cautious about unknown existences.

At this moment, bursts of deafening roars sounded from the end of the world.

At the same time, below, the dead tombstone actually trembled slightly.

With Ye Chen's perception, he could feel this earth-shattering fluctuation, which was probably hundreds of thousands of miles away from here.

This Zhuzi Sword Tomb was really unexpectedly big. Ye Chen's heart moved slightly, and his mind passed thousands of feet.

This is an extremely desolate land, and the only thing that attracts attention is the cold tombstone.

A rain of blood drifted down, and when Ye Chen appeared, he saw rainbow-like figures criss-crossing in the rain of blood, engaging in the most violent life-and-death struggle.

Both sides of the fight are Tiangang warriors.

And Ye Chen also noticed that one of the warriors had no life at all. They were like puppets controlled by others, launching an offensive against the other warriors.

And once a warrior dies, he will strangely rise from the tombstone and become a puppet controlled by others.

Such a strange scene made Ye Chen secretly vigilant. At the same time, Ye Chen also noticed that these warriors who were fighting did not seem to notice him.

Ye Chen watched this scene quietly until a moment later, no warrior survived.

Having lost their opponents, the warriors who had lost their vitality also fell to the ground and turned into cold corpses.

"Weird, there seems to be a terrifying will in the sword tomb controlling these corpses, launching an offensive against the Tiangang warriors!"

"There are many warriors entering the Zhuzi Sword Tomb. Looking at this scene, these warriors are in danger!"

Thinking of this, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a little ecstatic. The warriors who stepped into this sword tomb were all the mainstays of Tiangang. Once these warriors stepped into this sword tomb, they might have a narrow escape and lose so many martial arts experts. Even if Tiangang has a rich heritage, I'm afraid

It will also severely damage your vitality.

"Perhaps the Zhuzi Sword Tomb was just a conspiracy from the beginning, a conspiracy against Tiangang!" Ye Chen murmured. In his opinion, the reason why these warriors fell here was planned by Guiguzi.

Even if he appeared here, it was Guiguzi who did it deliberately.

"Gui Guzi calculated that I would go to the Yan Kingdom and place a ban on the millions of bones in the Sea of ​​Death. He calculated that I would understand the rules of life and death and activate the ban!"

"I can see everything in the Zhuzijian Tomb, but the warriors in the Zhuzijian Tomb cannot know my existence. Obviously, my body and soul are still in the Sea of ​​Death. The reason why I can see here

Everything should pass through that silver moon!"

Ye Chen was thoughtful and sorted out his thoughts. At this moment, he became more and more curious as to why Guiguzi would place a ban on the Sea of ​​Death in advance so that he could see the changes in the sword tomb of Zhuzi?

"Not only is the sword tomb of Zhuzi showing weirdness, but Guiguzi is also weird!"

"I'm afraid there is no so-called transcendent opportunity in the Zhuzijian Tomb. It seems more like Guiguzi deliberately attracted Zhuzun, Yingzheng, and Tiangang's many strong men to this Zhuzijian Tomb!"

Ye Chen's thoughts moved slightly, and below him, endless tombstones came out backwards.

Ye Chen was soaring between the heaven and the earth like a void existence. Among them, he also saw the previous scene again. Countless warriors had fallen, and the entire Zhuzi Sword Tomb was filled with the smell of blood.

A few hours later, a majestic pressure surged out from the end of the world.

This coercion was like a storm, sweeping towards the sword tombs of all the disciples.

Below, the numerous tombstones were trembling crazily, and some even shattered.

Ye Chen's heart was shocked. This kind of coercion can only be possessed by Qiu Defeat. "It's the aura of Gui Guzi, Wen Ran, Ying Zheng and others!"

After a slight hesitation, Ye Chen's thoughts moved slightly and he rushed towards the source of the pressure.

Boom! The roar is continuous, and the endless rules of heaven and earth are surging in the sky.

Here, there are more than a hundred tombstones that reach into the sky, like sword towers, reaching into the sky.

These tombstones are filled with majestic pressure, and familiar names are engraved on them: Confucius, Meng Ke, Mo Zhai, Zhuang Zhou, Li Er, Sun Wu...

These names are like gods in Tiangang, and their status is higher than that of other deities.

Just because these people are the Confucian scholars, Confucius, Mencius, Mohist Mozi, Taoist Zhuangzi, Lao Tzu, military strategist Sun Tzu...

Rain of blood fell one after another. Above the hundreds of tombstones, the majestic pressure was like a tsunami. Wave after wave, only eight figures stood.

Thousands of feet away, Su Qin, Gai Nie, Zhang Liang, Gao Jianli, Bai Qi, Zhang Yi, Wang Jian, Shang Yang and others gathered together. There were more than a thousand figures. Around Su Qin and others, one by one was lost.

The warrior walked towards them with dull eyes.

These corpses all had a dim light in their eyes and bleeding from their orifices.

A dense crowd, hundreds of thousands of them, surrounded Su Qin and others.

Zhang Liang, Bai Qi and others all looked at Su Qin and Gai Nie with evil eyes. The scene in front of them was all caused by these two people.

The coercion contained in more than a thousand glances was extremely terrifying. Even Su Qin felt extremely depressed when he bore these gazes.

But at this moment, Su Qin's eyes were staring at the eight figures in the distance without moving, his eyes were extremely dim, and he said to himself: "Teacher, why? Why on earth is this?"

A striking sword mark appeared on the back of Gai Nie's right hand, and his right hand was dyed red with blood, but he was completely unaware of it. His right hand was firmly holding the sword hilt, and his eyes were looking at the eight figures in the distance.

"Gui Guzi!" The dragon was so powerful that above the tombstone, Ying Zheng's eyes shot out wisps of light. He looked at Gui Guzi and Wen Ran coldly and said coldly: "There is no chance of transcendence in these sword tombs, right? Those warriors are all

Is it right to die tragically in your hands? Even a few days ago, Wei Zun also fell in your hands?" After three questions in succession, Ying Zheng pressed forward step by step, with terrifying power, walking towards Gui Guzi and Wen Ran, every time they stepped out

With one step, the killing intent in Ying Zheng became colder and colder, "Seven days ago, the mysterious person who attacked me was also you!"

On Ying Zheng's chest, the gorgeous imperial robe was somewhat damaged, and a striking sword mark was clearly visible.

Not only did Ying Zheng have a sword mark on his body, but the other deities also had sword marks on their bodies, and they were all in a miserable state.

A few dozen days ago, they entered the sword tomb of Zhuzi.

A terrifying force arose within the Zhuzi Sword Tomb. Ying Zheng, Bai Qi and others did not appear at the same place in the Sword Tomb at the same time, but were scattered in every corner of the Sword Tomb.

The same was true for Qi Zun and the other six people. Even the warriors who came later were teleported to different locations one after another once they stepped into the sword tomb.

During this period, Ying Zheng, Zhu Zun, and Tiangang warriors were all assassinated by a mysterious man.

Countless warriors died tragically, even Ying Zheng and Zhu Zun were stained with glory, and Wei Zun died directly at the hands of that mysterious man.

The Zhuzi Sword Tomb has countless restrictions and constant murderous intentions. These warriors who stepped inside would have narrowly escaped death, and with the addition of the mysterious man, there were even more casualties.

Although it took more than ten days, these warriors just gathered together.

"Gui Guzi, you deliberately attracted us and others into the Sword Tomb!" Under the snow-white sword eyebrows, Yan Zun's eyes flashed with cold light and murderous intent. On his originally handsome face, a blood-red sword mark emerged, eight

A few days ago, he was assassinated by a mysterious man. If it weren't for some trump cards, he might also have fallen into the hands of that mysterious man... (To be continued...)


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