Why did that slightly thin figure look so familiar to Zhan? Mu Chen's eyes slowly dimmed, and he soon became dizzy.
Mu Ye looked at the young man in black robes, and a trace of doubt flashed in her clear eyes. She was also very familiar with that figure, until Ye Chen's voice floated over, her pretty figure trembled slightly, and the color of ecstasy surged into her heart like a tide, turning red.
Her lips trembled slightly: "Ye Chen, is that you?"
However, Mu Ye's voice was covered up by several gasps, and they all looked at Ye Chen with complicated expressions, not covering up the horror in their eyes at all.
Stepping slightly, the true energy surged out of the body like a tide. He held the sword in one hand and shot forward like a ghost. The long sword stirred and turned into three sword shadows. Soon the three sword shadows overlapped again and headed towards the leader of the big man.
Shooting away, the sword roared like a tidal wave, crashing down with terrifying energy.
The terrifying coercion made the people around him palpitate, and the leading man felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He also slashed at Ye Chen with a sword, but before the sword came out, Ye Chen's figure appeared out of thin air in front of the man's chest, ruthlessly
The long sword directly split the big man into two halves, and the two halves of the body fell in the left and right directions, and a rain of blood fell down weakly!
Everyone around them felt a cold air drifting from the soles of their feet to the top of themselves. It was so terrifying, but a simple move was enough to defeat a strong man at the peak of his initial martial arts.
Ye Chen sneered several times, regardless of the disparity in the number of people. He held a sword in one hand and clasped his left hand behind his back, walking through the crowd like a ghost.
The shadow of the sword is like the wind, erratic, the sword strikes, blood splashes, and countless screams sound, each scream represents the death of a life!
The surrounding warriors couldn't bear to turn their heads. The ground was already flowing with blood, and there seemed to be a rain of blood in the sky. The setting sun fell weakly above the city gate, as if covering the bright red earth with a layer of gauze, but it was a pity that it was sacred.
The sunlight was in sharp contrast to the cold light on the tip of the sword in Ye Chen's hand!
The screams and the collision of metal and metal formed the lament of death. The sword in Ye Chen's hand became faster and faster. Without any skills, only blood spattered from the sword. A human wall of corpses had been piled up around it. Members of the Blood Sword
I have forgotten to draw my sword, and I have forgotten that I can get one million gold coins by killing Ye Chen.
The threat of death frightened them and they fled frantically towards the wasteland.
This move undoubtedly exposed the rear to Ye Chen's sight. After sneering a few times, Ye Chen stepped slightly with his feet, and then continued to reap the lives of the big man.
However, several sharp explosions suddenly sounded, and soon several shouts slowly floated from the distance: "Shuzi, you dare!"
Feeling dozens of extremely powerful auras coming from the front, Ye Chen frowned slightly, stopped, and looked coldly at the city gate where dozens of black shadows appeared, and then a little smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
, wielding the long sword, and whispered: "Blood Sword, I haven't seen you for several months, but your strength is still the same!"
The pursuit of life for nearly three months came to an end with the arrival of dozens of figures, but whether they died here or walked out of the wasteland!
Several black shadows arrived behind the fleeing crowd in the blink of an eye. The speed was so fast that people couldn't see the movements clearly, and they could only vaguely linger on the afterimages in their eyes.
The fleeing members of the Blood Sword Legion noticed the middle-aged man leading them and couldn't help but stop. The panic on their faces disappeared and was replaced by a look of determination, because in their hearts their leader was a god and could solve some gods.
, everyone scolded Ye Chen with sad and angry expressions.
The blood-red cloak rustled, and he looked around at the miserable situation. The face of the Blood Sword looked gloomy and terrifying. Every time Ming appeared, it brought a massacre to the Blood Sword Legion. His long arms shook, and his true energy emerged at his fingertips.
He came out and sneered: "Ming, the mouse that I haven't seen for several months has appeared again. I thought you had died in the wasteland!"
Although Xue Jian does not contain any curse words, people familiar with the matter know that the rat in the words means that Ming is constantly being hunted down like a rat crossing the street. Everyone who survived looked at Ye Chen and Xue Jian with curiosity. This paragraph
I don’t know if the grievances that have lasted for nearly several months can be resolved today.
The atmosphere in the whole place became tense with Xue Jian's words, and a chilling air slowly filled the air.
With more than a dozen breaths locking him, Ye Chen frowned slightly, but his words were no weaker than those of the Blood Sword. He casually kicked the corpse aside at his feet, without even looking at the Blood Sword, and said lightly: "Oh,
It turns out you were the uncle who was cuckolded by one of his subordinates, and you are still in the martial arts realm, so I thought you were some kind of master!"
The light tone and casual movements undoubtedly made the members of the Blood Sword Legion feel insulted, especially the word cuckold, which undoubtedly slapped the blood sword hard on the face. The members of the Blood Sword Army drew their swords at Ye Chen almost at the same time.
Look, his face is full of anger!
The cuckold is still in the martial arts realm. These words are simply a naked insult. However, Xue Jian's expression remains the same. He slowly draws out the giant sword tied behind his back, and moves the giant sword at will, asking: "Ming,
Why have you attacked our Blood Sword Legion again and again? People who come out to fool around always have to pay back, right?"
The anger under the calm face and the cold words could not conceal the naked killing intent of the blood sword.
Ye Chen's eyes were slightly closed, and a burst of footsteps came from all directions. A hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he still said lightly: "It seems that you are still afraid of me. You actually started to gather people and kept saying long-winded words. Just for the sake of it."
Gather the troops, you are right, you should repay it when the time comes!"
Ye Chen said his intention in front of everyone, Xue Jian also smiled coquettishly, his whole face immediately became extremely ferocious, his aura continued to rise, and he said fiercely: "Ming, you will be buried in this wasteland today! Between us
It’s time to understand the grievances between us!”
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen's figure turned into an afterimage like a ghost and ran straight towards one of the Blood Sword elders. The long sword made a sneer and stretched out six inches of sharp sword energy. The sword body twisted and flowed,
Stab out sword shadows that are like streams,
Stepping lightly, like a breeze, the shadow of the sword suddenly turned into a raging river like the Yangtze River, sweeping towards the low-level elder whose cultivation was only at the peak of Chuwu!
"Be careful!" Xue Jian looked at Ye Chen who suddenly appeared next to him, and shouted to the people around him!
However, the reminder from the Blood Sword was still too late. The elder who had not yet reacted was suddenly cut into pieces by the sword energy. There was no scream, only the blood sprayed out. He died after just one encounter.
Under Ye Chen's sword, a whirlwind emerged, crushing corpses all over the ground.
Seeing an elder die tragically in front of him, countless sword energy hit Ye Chen's figure almost at the same time. However, at the moment when the sword was drawn, Ye Chen kicked his feet and the figure quickly retreated towards the back, and the figure quickly left.
, the wind blade generated by the movement broke through the air, bringing out clear afterimages in the air.
Red blood drops were still dripping from the tip of the sword. Staring at the ferocious faces of Xue Jian and the others, Ye Chen said lightly: "The first one is to repay your wife for framing me!"
With a mocking look, a light tone, and a high-sounding statement about killing someone in front of others, no one could imagine that Ye Chen would be so bold to take action in front of everyone. A cold air kept rising from the soles of his feet, and some
Everyone quietly took a few steps back, fearing that they would become the next person to be struck by Ye Chen's sword!
The long sword was raised slowly, then fell down. With a swing, the energy shot out, and a large pit half a meter deep appeared across it. Blood flowed into it. Ye Chen stepped over the blood pit, and the tip of the sword was cold.
Pointing at several big men around the Blood Sword, he sneered: "The next one is you!"