Immediately, the black shadow crashed onto the ground, and the hard stones were directly shaken into powder, fluttering up, and drowning the traces of the black shadow.
However, a low groan came from the dust, and then there was a shadow. Zhang Zetian's face changed slightly, and he kicked his feet suddenly and fell backwards. At the same time, at the moment Zhang Zetian left, there was a wave of people like a tide.
The sword energy surged wildly, and cold sweat continued to drip down Zhang Zetian's cheeks. In Zhang Zetian's ever-expanding pupils, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes.
"It's him, how dare he come back?" When Zhang Zetian muttered, Ye Chen's figure appeared strangely next to Lone Star. Lone Star felt a stream of heat flowing into his back, and his pale face also
He got slightly better, but when Lone Star turned his head to look at Ye Chen, his face turned even paler and he exclaimed: "Who told you to come back? Hurry up and leave!"
"Believe me, leave these to me!" Ye Chen's face became more and more gloomy. Lone Xing's body was obviously at the end of his rope. Seeing Lone Xing hesitate to speak, Ye Chen sighed slightly and added
After increasing the output of his true energy, Gu Xing's face changed slightly. Xuan Ji showed a look of ecstasy. He actually broke through the refining realm. He was actually a Qi Martial Realm warrior!
"Who am I? It turned out to be the bereaved dog that I was chasing. Why did you come so boldly to die this time?" Seeing that the person who came was Ye Chen, Zhang Zetian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was not a Qi Martial Realm warrior, then Zhang Zetian
He had no fear, he was confident that he could kill Ye Chen with just a few swords. However, thinking of Ye Chen's silent appearance, Zhang Zetian couldn't help but show a trace of solemnity in his eyes.
After the dust fell away, the black shadow also emerged. It was the Qilin Sword. The sharp energy slowly surrounded the sword, and Zhang Zetian and others couldn't help showing greedy looks in their eyes.
He took out an elixir from his arms and stuffed it into Lone Star's mouth. Ye Chen suddenly jumped up from the ground, looking at Zhang Zetian and others with endless murderous intent in their eyes, and their long hair was windless.
Automatically, the slightly pale right hand was grasped forward, the Qilin Sword kept vibrating, suddenly shot up, and landed on Ye Chen's right hand with great accuracy, the sword pointed diagonally at the ground.
His face changed slightly, and Zhang Zetian's right foot that he had just stepped out suddenly stopped in mid-air. Those dark eyes made him feel shuddering. He smiled to himself. He had experienced countless bloody battles, how could he be beaten by this kid?
Frightened by the murderous aura, he stepped suddenly with his right foot, a roaring sound suddenly sounded, and then he shouted in a cold voice: "Go to hell!"
Zhang Zetian's figure turned into a phantom and shot toward Ye Chen, and the long sword with cold light shot toward Ye Chen's neck like a fleeting meteor with terrifying power.
Before leaving, even though he knew that Ye Chen was already a Qi Martial Realm warrior, Lone Star couldn't help but show a trace of uneasiness on his face, he must avoid it!
Under Lone Star's gaze, Zhang Zetian's terrifying sword strike was about to reach Ye Chen's neck in an instant. Just when Lone Star was about to get up to stop him, there was only a few inches between Ye Chen's throat.
When the sword tip reached half an inch, it suddenly became stiff as if the space had been frozen. When the sword tip came out, two white fingers clamped the sword tip like a rock.
Raising his eyes slightly, Ye Chen looked at Zhang Zetian, who was once extremely powerful in his eyes, shook his head, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's you who deserve to die!"
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura surged out of Ye Chen's body. His body was like catkins swaying in the wind, and his figure instantly turned into a blur of black shadow. He pointed it as a sword and pointed forward.
Feeling the terrifying aura on Ye Chen's body, a look of horror flashed across Zhang Zetian's face. The boy in front of him was not a martial arts practitioner, but a Qi martial artist. How could this be possible?
Especially the finger that was constantly enlarging in his eyes, Zhang Zetian felt the terrifying power on it. At this moment, Zhang Zetian realized that he was enlarged.
The terrifying sword energy suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Zetian's eyes. Wherever the fingertips passed, the air compressed rapidly, and the sound of harsh sonic booms could be heard. Even though Zhang Zetian discovered it very timely, Ye Chen's figure was still tight.
Then, under Zhang Zetian's horrified gaze, Ye Chen's left finger suddenly touched Zhang Zetian's chest several times.
The seemingly weak fingertips were pressed against Zhang Zetian's chest like a mountain. His body fell backwards like a kite with broken strings, and blood stains filled the sky. At this moment, pain swept over him, and even Zhang Zetian was not surprised.
The screams came out, but in the next moment, the screams suddenly stopped, and in Zhang Zetian's horrified eyes, Ye Chen's figure emerged again.
"Go to hell!" Looking at Zhang Zetian with a horrified face, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, like a devil, and his left finger dropped again!
In Zhang Zetian's eyes, Ye Chen's right finger continued to enlarge, and soon the sound of broken bones sounded in Zhang Zetian's ears. In the surprised eyes of several people in Lone Star, they were like dead dogs, picking up on the ground.
There was a shallow trace that was tens of meters long, and the bright red color looked so shocking. Looking at Zhang Zetian's ashen face, it was obvious that he had lost all life.
But Ye Chen's figure did not stop. He held a sword in one hand. Under the horrified gaze of a man in black, he raised the sword and lowered it, sealing his throat with one sword.
In an instant, the two men in black who were lying on the ground suddenly jumped up from the ground and tried to escape. However, Ye Chen was faster than the seriously injured ones, and he still used that gorgeous sword.
In just a few breaths, all four Qi Martial Realm warriors died. In response, Ye Chen glanced at the four cold corpses, but there was no big fluctuation on his face. Three of the four Qi Martial Realm warriors were obviously seriously injured.
He was in the body, but one of them was too careless. Killing four people was not something he was proud of. His feet slowly landed on the ground, and Ye Chen immediately supported Lone Star.
His face changed slightly. Although Lone Star's complexion improved slightly, Ye Chen could clearly feel that the vitality of this body was constantly draining away. Obviously, Lone Star has now returned to his former glory.
All the meridians in his body were broken, he had lost too much blood, and his hands were shaking slightly. Ye Chen's voice was slightly hoarse and he said: "Cousin, I'm sorry, I'm late."
With his own body, Lone Star didn't know that he was at the end of his battle. Even though he knew he was about to die, there was no fear in Lone Star's eyes. Instead, there was a hint of softness in his eyes. He raised his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Luoxia City.
He murmured softly: "I made a promise with you in the past to hold my son's hand and grow old together with you, but I still broke the promise. Xue Ya, haha, that year when the catkins were flying, I saw you. I stood on the bridge and watched.
You with dazed eyes, I was eighteen years old and you were fifteen. That year when the dead leaves fell, I sent you away. I stood in the rain, looking at you with dazed eyes. I was twenty-five at that time.
Sui, you are twenty-two years old. Xue Ya, maybe if I can’t accompany you during my lifetime, then I’ll stay in the same hole and wait for me!” As he spoke, Lone Star couldn’t help but reveal a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.
Xue Ya, Xue Ya, Ye Chen muttered several times. This name was obviously the name of Lone Star's wife and Ye Wan'er's mother. Ye Chen did not interrupt Lone Star, but stood aside silently.
After a few moments, Lone Star came back to his senses, smiled at Ye Chen, stood up slowly with Ye Chen's help, and walked forward. Inadvertently, the night passed quietly, and the faint light fell from the horizon, and the sun rose in the east.
, represents infinite vitality, but Ye Chen knows that Lone Star's time is running out, however, Lone Star's face is still so dull.
Lone Star stopped and chuckled at Ye Chen: "A person's life can be said to be short or long. He is born from ignorance and leaves with regrets. Is this what life is? Haha, Ye Chen,
Can you promise me one thing, even if it is the begging before my death as a dying person?" As he said this, Lone Star's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of begging.
Looking directly into Lone Star's eyes, Ye Chen whispered: "Is it Wan'er?"
"Yeah!" Lone Star smiled, let go of Ye Chen's support, and his body swayed in the wind, like a dead tree swaying in the wind. His face turned pale and he said, "Yes, I have been sorry for Wan in my life.
Son, mother and son, maybe I have never experienced a life without a father, but I can imagine Wan'er's mood, haha, I really feel sorry for them in this life. Maybe I am a good son of the family, but I have never been a good father.
, Ye Chen, if Wan'er encounters danger in the future, I hope you can help her within your ability! Okay?"
Looking at the pair of expectant eyes, Ye Chen did not refuse, but nodded heavily and said softly: "Okay!"
When the word "good" came out, Lone Star couldn't help but have a look of gratitude on his face, his eyes became distracted, and his body shook even more. It was obvious that the end had come, but a cry followed: "Impossible?"
That voice echoed in Lone Star's ears. His originally distracted eyes couldn't help but condense. Lone Star couldn't help but look behind him, where a figure emerged...