Chapter 1613 Ye Cheng, I see where you are fleeing!
As a voice that sounded like a judge of death fell, five bright red beams of light burst out, completely blocking the path of the powerful Zhou Xing of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Zhou Xing's face was pale and he looked around. He had no way to escape, and Wang Fengyun and others had no time to save him!
Just now, he was obviously still some distance away from Ye Cheng, and he was already very careful, but who would have thought that Ye Cheng would still find his weakness and force him to such a desperate end!
Zhou Xing performed his speed to the extreme, retreating while condensing the strongest defense!
The five beams of light were like a blood-red dragon, giving him a dangerous feeling of death!
Bang bang bang bang!!!
The speed of the divine punishment beam was getting faster and faster, and the huge impact and destructive power crashed into Zhou Xing's defense.
Click click click!
The sound of the shattering of the defense was extremely clear. Zhou Xing's face was filled with ferociousness. At the cost of having his chest and abdomen pierced, he shifted his body and avoided the most dangerous beam of light.
A few seconds later, Zhou Xing gasped for air, feeling as if he was suffering from the aftermath of a disaster.
Fortunately, he avoided a beam of divine punishment!
Otherwise, he would be a dead man now!
"Ye Cheng, when I catch you, I will peel off your skin, convulse you, and torture you to death!" Zhou Xing's face was filled with murderous intent, and he kept a long distance away from Ye Cheng.
"Really? What a pity, you don't have this chance! I forgot to remind you, my divine punishment is unavoidable!" Ye Cheng smiled coldly.
"What!"
Zhou Xing suddenly felt a blazing murderous intent approaching, and turned around suddenly. He was shocked to find that a beam of divine punishment that he had avoided before had turned around and struck again. The murderous intent was not reduced, and the power was even greater!
What kind of magical power is this!
In a hurry, Zhou Xing didn't even have time to muster a complete defense. He could only watch the dazzling beam of divine punishment pass through the center of his eyebrows!
A bloody hole appeared between Zhou Xing's eyebrows.
With a bang, Zhou Xing fell into a pool of blood, no longer breathing any more.
"Next, it's you!"
Ye Cheng's figure flashed, still avoiding Wang Fengyun, and shuttled across the martial arts stage like a gust of wind, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. In the midst of the fight, he approached Yang Bo, a strong man in the King Realm, and suppressed him with a palm.
Snap!
Yang Bo's strength was no match for Ye Cheng, and he kept retreating.
"Space Confinement!"
Ye Cheng raised the Red Flame Sword upwards, and wisps of Qi intertwined in crisscrosses, quickly forming a small barrier, sealing Yang Bo in a space.
"It's just a space restriction that wants to trap me. I'm just talking nonsense!" Yang Bo didn't panic. He concentrated all his strength on his right fist and kept blasting at the barrier.
With his perfect King Realm strength and the power of his bloodline, he would be trapped unless he was imprisoned in the Imperial Realm's space!
But the next moment, Yang Bo's expression changed. His attack only distorted the enchanted space, but did not break it, and did not even leave any cracks.
"impossible!"
Yang Bo's heart skipped a beat and he punched continuously, but the result was the same.
"Ten thousand swords unite! Gather!" Ye Cheng sneered and struck out a hundred swordsmanships in the confined space.
In an instant, sword auras rose from the ground, and the sword light filled the air. The sword auras containing destructive power continued to intertwine and wreak havoc in front of Yang Bo. They would never disappear unless Yang Bo was torn into pieces.
Yang Bo kept retreating, terrified. Every sword energy lingering here could pose a threat to the perfection of the king's realm.
If he is not careful, he may lose his soul!
What kind of monster was he facing?
They are all well-known king-level consummates in the Great Xia Dynasty. In a few years, it will be easy to step into the imperial realm, but now they are forced into such a desperate situation by a middle-level king-level king from the Guangming Dynasty!
Tsk!
After blocking dozens of sword energy attacks, Yang Bo's aura became chaotic, and the vitality in his body could not be sustained forever. A hole was torn open in the defense in front of him, and sword energy passed by him.
Blood surges!
Shocking sword marks appeared on Yang Bo's body.
Yang Bo had a look of despair on his face. At a glance, he was surrounded by thousands of swords, and his defense and strength were completely unable to resist.
"Wang Fengyun, kill Ye Cheng quickly. Only if Ye Cheng dies can I live!" Yang Bo roared desperately, with fear of death in his voice.
"Kill!" Wang Fengyun led Liu Feng and Lin Huang to form a triangle killing formation, trapping Ye Cheng in a corner.
Bang bang bang!
Several attacks came suddenly and landed accurately on Ye Cheng.
When the wisps of Qi dispersed, Ye Cheng's clothes were somewhat torn, the wounds on his body expanded, and his face became as pale as paper.
It is still too difficult to withstand the attacks from the three strongest kings!
"Ahem..."
Ye Cheng sneered, still without any fear in his expression, glanced at Wang Fengyun and others with disdain, and said lightly: "You want to kill me? You don't have the ability, just take a good look at how your companions died, right?"
It will be your turn soon!"
Ye Cheng's flash of light moved, and he danced the red flame sword, and sword energy exploded in all directions, blocking the incoming attacks.
"ah!!!!"
At the same time, Ten Thousand Dao Sword Qi violently tore apart Yang Bo's last defense, knocking him to a halt and tearing his body into pieces!
Blood splatters!
Ye Cheng kills another person!
"Seeking death!" Wang Fengyun stepped forward and appeared in front of Yecheng with a strange figure, saying coldly: "I have seen through your whereabouts, you can't escape!"
After saying this, Wang Fengyun pressed his palm down like the sky, shrinking the surrounding space so that Ye Cheng could not avoid it.
Ye Cheng was shocked, raised his left arm, and struck out with the same palm!
With a bang, palms collided with each other!
Click!
One of Ye Cheng's finger bones was broken, and he took several steps back. The wounds on his body were torn, and the blood flowed faster and faster.
"Die!"
Liu Feng's sharp eyes finally found Ye Cheng's weakness and thrust out his spear.
Ye Cheng's body paused slightly, and he failed to avoid it in time. The sharp spear pierced the strong wind a foot in front of Ye Cheng, and passed through his chest and abdomen!
Ye Cheng's face showed pain, and he forcefully swung his sword to force Liu Feng back, covering his wounds and retreating continuously!
"Ye Cheng, let me see where you are running away!"
Lin Huang's eyes shot out two blazing murderous intent, and the bayonet slashed down from top to bottom, trying to cut Ye Cheng into two halves!
The timing of Lin Huang's attack was perfect, but at this moment Ye Cheng had almost no resistance, and his body looked stiff. No matter how he looked at it, he could not avoid this blow!
"Okay! Ye Cheng is dead! This is a decisive blow!"
"Ye Cheng should have died long ago! Being an enemy of our Great Xia Dynasty will definitely not end well! If he dies like this, it will be an advantage for him!"
"Hey, the people of the Guangming Dynasty thought they could turn the tide. It's ridiculous! This battle is over!"
Everyone in the Great Xia Dynasty, who had been keeping their hearts in mind, breathed a sigh of relief. Although some people were lost in this battle of the Ten Kings, as long as they win, their losses can be recovered tenfold and a hundredfold from the Guangming Dynasty.
return!
Everyone in the Guangming Dynasty stood up one after another, with strong worry and fear in their eyes!