Chapter nine hundred and sixty-ninth heaven, obliteration
Endless thunder is coming!
Bang bang! Every thunder contained the martial will of heaven, tearing the sky apart, and the thunder roared and drowned the eternal figure again.
The way of heaven stands in the whirlpool of thunder, and its movements involve all the thunders of heaven and earth.
Endless thunder, this is the method of thunder, until it is wiped out for eternity.
The thunder echoed, gradually overpowering the eternal roar. The expressions of Dark Blade and Naxia both changed. They could feel the terror of the thunder.
Bang bang! Two martial arts wills spread over the two of them, and they were about to lift their feet to help.
But at this moment, a plain voice rang in the ears of the two of them: "If you violate the rules, you will be punished, and no one can interfere!"
An inexplicable pressure emerged from the void and fell on Dark Blade and Naxia. This pressure did not come from the thunder vortex above, but from the figure in white, the Blood Hell Emperor.
Ye Chen put his hands behind his back, covered with thunder, and stepped out. Every time he took a step, the thunder around him retreated to both sides.
"Anyone who offends my blood prison will be punished no matter how far away he is!" Ye Chen said calmly, raising his right hand, and the thunder flowed on his fingertips, "Just like that person, you also violated the rules and need to be punished!"
In Ye Chen's clear pupils, two blood-red thunders flowed out, and the whole world seemed to be contained in this gaze.
Standing up, Young Master Su stepped aside with his sword in hand. When he met Ye Chen's gaze, Young Master Su's expression was still shocked: "That's the look, a catastrophe!"
Young Master Su still remembers the scene of Li Ren being wiped out under the thunder. He was a strong man at the pinnacle of martial arts.
In the void, when the onlookers' warriors touched this gaze, their bodies were shaken, and some warriors even dared not look directly at this gaze.
"I control all the thunders in the world. All the thunders in the world listen to my command and gather together!" Ye Chen raised his sword finger and pointed it in the void. At the same time, his cold shout echoed in the nine heavens, and a pressure filled the air.
And out.
Click! The clicking sound was earth-shattering, and the surrounding space was torn apart, and dazzling lightning flashed in the cracks.
The roar rose into the sky, and countless thunderbolts gathered towards Ye Chen. Stepping on the thunder, countless silver snakes and lightning flashed around Ye Chen, forming a thunder ocean nearly a hundred feet wide.
Endless coercion spread out, and the onlookers spread around, looking at the figure standing in the sea of thunder with horrified expressions.
"This wave!" Han Mu looked solemn, "Thunder power, domineering!"
The Qilin Sword appeared in Ye Chen's hand. Holding the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen walked forward with lightning steps. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the hearts of Dark Blade and Naxia.
The sword rose, and the Qilin Sword was submerged in the surrounding thunder, causing ripples. When Ye Chen took the ninth step, the Qilin Sword suddenly swung down, pointing at the hidden blade, "Heavenly catastrophe!"
The bloody thunder floating between heaven and earth condensed out, merged with the will of the Moon God, and shot out in an instant.
The sound of thunder echoed in Dark Blade's mind. Dark Blade stepped back a few steps, but his figure was still submerged in the endless thunder.
With his eyes slightly focused, Ye Chen swung the sword in his hand again. Every time he swung it down, its endless thunder spread out like flowing water.
The sound of banging and banging echoed in the sky, and the robe on Dark Blade's body was shattered. There was a strange sound all over his body, and blood spurted out from his mouth, and the flesh and blood all over his body was completely blurred.
"Ah!" A scream resounded in vain from one side, and its eternal body was shattered in the endless thunder and turned into ashes. As soon as its soul appeared, the terrifying thunder destroyed it.
Tear it apart.
Bang! Tiandao took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in the thunder whirlpool. When he appeared, his fist suddenly landed on Dark Blade's chest.
Dark Blade's eyes were full of horror, and he looked at the figure emerging from the thunder in horror.
The roar reverberated wildly, and Dark Blade's face dimmed in vain. Its vitality quickly dissipated. Two thunder marks appeared in Tiandao's eyes, and the thunder marks disappeared into Dark Blade's eyes.
At this moment, two thunderbolts emerged in Dark Blade's mind in vain. Two blood-red thunders roared in, instantly wiping out Dark Blade's soul.
In just a few breaths, one martial artist was wiped out in ashes, while the soul of another martial artist was wiped out!
In the Lonely Hell, the strong in the martial arts realm are unattainable, and this scene before us undoubtedly proves one thing, even the strong will fall.
"Both of these two people have the strength to kill at the martial arts level. If the two of them join forces, I will definitely be defeated. I must retreat immediately!" Looking at the two figures standing in the thunder, Naxia's scalp was numb, and there was no longer any war in his heart.
He turned around and turned into a stream of light, retreating into the distance.
"You can't escape!" Ye Chen looked indifferent, holding his sword and taking a step forward.
The moment Ye Chen took a step, the ripples spread out. Ye Chen's figure disappeared strangely, and then appeared dozens of feet away. Looking at the stream of light shooting in, Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword and waved.
The sword thrust out.
"How is it possible!" The stream of light receded, and Naxiaqi suddenly stopped, looking at the figure dozens of meters away with a fearful expression, "How can he have such terrifying speed!"
Integrating the rules of wind and thunder into the movement technique, coupled with Ye Chen's terrifying body, his speed is far faster than that of ordinary martial arts warriors.
Rain Sword Skill! This dazzling sword light is the only thing left in the world. Even the roaring thunder cannot cover up the grace of this sword.
The sword came out, and the sword fell into the void, and the sharp sonic boom echoed out. This sword contained the will of the Moon God, and the Will of the Moon God spread, shaking the world.
"The will of martial arts is condensed!" Facing the sweeping will of the Moon God, Naxia Leng shouted. Even if his will of martial arts cannot defeat the will of martial arts, it is enough to withstand it.
With the sword out, Ye Chen took another step forward, his true energy surged wildly, and the energy of life and death filled his eyes, "Life and death are eternal!"
Weird fluctuations filled the air and merged into the world. At this moment, Naxia had a trance-like feeling. Time and space had stopped, even the roaring thunder was like this.
This trance-like feeling only existed for a moment, but after this feeling disappeared, Naxia felt the terrifying energy behind him, and an unprecedented sense of crisis emerged in his heart.
The figure of Tiandao emerged behind Naxia, and its endless thunder came crashing in, drowning Naxia's figure.
His flesh and blood were blurred, and Naxia finally understood that the purpose of Ye Chen's sword was just to block him, and that the real killing move was behind him.
The stopped Qilin Sword was raised again. Ye Chen took a step forward, and his body seemed to blend into the sword light. The sword roared out, followed by endless thunder.
An extremely beautiful sword light appeared in Naxia's eyes. This sword light was so beautiful that the roaring thunder seemed to be immersed in this sword light.
However, after the sword light passed, Naxia found that the martial arts will that permeated the surroundings collapsed in vain. Thunder entered his body and tore his soul. Under this severe pain, Naxia's consciousness was no longer clear, and his painful roars floated around.
When he came out, thunder roared all over his body.
Finally, the roar dissipated, and his body turned into blood mist and disappeared in the thunder, as did Naxia's soul.
Sheathing his sword, Ye Chen turned around, looking at the roaring thunder, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Looking up, Ye Chen looked at Tiandao's extremely indifferent face, with a trace of resentment in his eyes, "What a waste!"
"Tiandao's attack was really clean and neat. The souls of three martial arts realms were wiped out directly. What a pity!" Ye Chen shook his head slightly. If he imprisoned these three souls, he might be able to refine several more sword corpses.
Turning around, Ye Chen's eyes fell on Han Mu in the distance, "Tianyan Sect!"
A biting chill came over him, meeting Ye Chen's gaze, and the corners of Han Mu's mouth twitched, "Three martial arts warriors fell like this!"
"Although those three people are not strong in the martial arts realm, they are still in the martial arts realm after all!" The will of martial arts permeated the air, and Han Mu took a step back to show that he and others were just here to watch, not to participate.
in this matter.
The other elders of the Tianyan Sect also took a few steps back. Seeing this, the other warriors who were watching also stepped back, joking, if this evil star misunderstood, how could he withstand the violent thunder.
After taking a step back, Han Mu actually saw a hint of disappointment in Ye Chen's eyes, "Damn it, does this kid want to fight me?
However, when he thought of Ye Chen's magical power of thunder, although Han Mu was not afraid, he did not want to experience the feeling of being struck by thousands of thunders. If the two boys joined forces, then he was not confident that he could retreat safely.
With a slight sigh, Ye Chen did show a little disappointment in his eyes. Today's battle made him feel how powerful the sword corpse was. If he could refine a few more sword corpses, he would not be afraid of Gu Tian.
Ye Chen stepped on the thunder, and the tip of his Qilin Sword was still stained with a touch of bright red. Just standing in the void, Ye Chen's coercion enveloped an area hundreds of feet in radius.
Below, the blood prison army's momentum increased greatly, and Liu Dong became even more aggressive in killing. He waved his giant sword, and blood pillars reached the sky. The death of the three martial arts realm warriors undoubtedly affected the momentum of the other warriors.
"Grandma's sons and sons, kill them with all your strength!"
"Let these bastards know the consequences of violating my blood prison!" After months of fighting, Liu Dong's aura became increasingly cold.
"Hell!" "Only my blood prison!" shouted one after another, and the blood prison army also became red-eyed. Here, it's either you or me who will die, without any mercy.
The shouts soared into the sky, and the thunder in the void also rolled away.
Putting away the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen pointed downwards and said calmly: "Tiandao, I leave those people to you!"
Endless thunder crashed down, and thousands of thunders descended. These thunders did not fall directly on the Blood Prison Army, but fell on the opposing warriors, and screams suddenly sounded.
As Ye Chen said, Heaven's attack must be extremely cruel. The violent thunder not only wiped out the flesh and blood, but also the soul.
In just a few moments, the sound of fighting below gradually dissipated. Liu Dong and others looked at the empty front in astonishment. The enemies were all turned into ashes and scattered on the plain. The wind blew up and rolled up the bloody sand.
"Grandma, where did the evil star find his helper?" Liu Dong raised his head and looked at the purple figure. (To be continued)