Chapter 1097 Brothers killing each other (third update)
The original fire of Qilin revolved around Huo Qilin's fingertips, and the point of Huo Qilin's sword fell on the snowflakes.
Ding! A crisp dinging sound sounded, and several petals melted on Fire Qilin's fingertips.
Whoosh! The original fire of the unicorn broke away from the fingertips and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the void.
The prince raised his head, with a trace of calm still on his face. Nothing in this world could move him.
The Qilin's original fire brought out bright fires one after another. The prince chuckled lightly, ripples appeared on his fingertips, and invisible waves expanded in the void.
The flying snowflakes instantly swallowed up the swimming fire, and the Kirin's original fire dissipated silently.
"It's rare to be able to use the power of a domain so superbly!" Huo Qilin said lightly. At this moment, he realized how terrifying the young man in white was in front of him.
Hearing this, the prince smiled faintly and looked at Ye Chen and the Six Paths Sword Corpse calmly, "Sword Corpse?"
"The Holy Son has been working hard for more than ten years, and finally made a wedding dress for others!" The prince took a step forward, and the flying snowflakes became more and more dense, filling the whole world.
Not only the sky above the square, but also the sky above the dead city also fluttered with snow, ignoring the restriction above the dead city.
While the snowflakes were flying, a sharp sound of breaking wind gradually rose.
Shadows surged in the wind and snow, and the majestic martial arts will spread around like a tide, causing ripples in the space.
The snowflakes fell, and more than forty figures appeared behind the prince and Rizhao. There was a terrifying pressure on these people, the oppression of the martial arts realm.
The snowflakes also stood still in the void under the pressure of these people, and the atmosphere in the whole place became tense with the appearance of these people.
Whoosh! The majestic pressure surged toward Ye Chen like a tide. His loose military clothes were floating, and Ye Chen's expression was cold. He stared straight into the void without taking a step back.
"Gong Ziyu!" A monstrous murderous intention rose up at the edge of the square. Young Master Su Qingming's eyes gradually turned blood red, and he came out with a sword, and the aura on his body was constantly fluctuating. Obviously, Young Master Su at this moment has lost his mind.
Lost the indifference of the past.
Eight sword shadows circled around Young Master Su's body. The crisp sound of sword chants penetrated the heaven and earth.
Wearing a slender green shirt and waving a feather fan, a young man stood proudly. He stood beside the prince with a calm expression.
The moment Young Master Su's voice resounded, the young man's face changed slightly, and he looked coldly at Young Master Su below, and said calmly: "Young Master Su, your strength has improved a lot compared to a few years ago!"
"But you still have subpar strength, you useless guy. Get out of this sword tomb!" The young man's tone became extremely harsh in vain, and a terrifying aura erupted from him.
The young man's figure suddenly became extremely blurry. Afterimages appeared in the void and appeared in front of Young Master Su. As the feather fan was waving, the surrounding snowflakes shot out like ice blades.
An unprecedented pressure came upon him. Young Master Su Jian frowned, and the murderous intent in his eyes only increased. He raised the Young Master's sword, bringing up sword shadows one after another, and eight huge sword shadows swept out from all around.
"You useless brother, haven't you recognized the difference between you and me?" A sneer tugged at the corner of the young man's mouth, and the feather fan fell down, slapping on the shadow of the sword, crushing it to pieces.
Bang! A roar sounded, and Young Master Su's body was thrown away like a kite with its string broken, and the blood beads brought up a line of blood in the void.
The two energies of life and death circulating in the square swirled in vain, turning into a terrifying whirlpool of life and death.
The young man took several steps in succession and shot straight at Young Master Su. The coldness in his eyes gradually grew and he grabbed the air with his slender left hand.
This guy was sending Young Master Su directly to reincarnation. The expressions of Mu Chen, Fatty Xiao and others changed, and a sword rainbow suddenly appeared, shooting straight at the young man.
The young man shook his head slightly and said calmly: "This is my domain. No one can take action without my permission!"
"And this is my family matter in Bahan City!" Before the young man could finish his words, dozens of sword lights that suddenly appeared dimmed immediately, and the sword roared sadly.
Mu Chen and dozens of others in the martial arts realm felt their hearts sink, as their swords were destroyed by a terrifying pressure from heaven and earth, and their bodies shook and took half a step back.
"No guy, I didn't expect you to find a partner, but it's a pity that you found the wrong person!" The young man still grabbed Young Master Su's shoulder with his left hand, ignoring the martial arts will flowing in Young Master Su, and stepped forward, directly shooting into the whirlpool of life and death.
And go.
The moment the young man took a step, a plain voice sounded in his ears, "Let him go, he is from the Blood Prison, not you from Bahan City!"
Ye Chen's figure suddenly disappeared in the wind and snow, spanning thousands of feet, and a sword rainbow emerged from his waist. Although the sky and the earth were a little bright, the moment Ye Chen's sword appeared, the area covered a hundred feet.
The world inside was still plunged into endless darkness.
Endless darkness enveloped the young man's body. The young man shook his head and whispered: "Fudai, it's not worth it to take action for this waste!"
The young man's figure did not stop, but the sword rainbow appeared behind him. He stepped forward unhurriedly, leaping in front of the cycle of life and death. He lifted up Young Master Su with his left hand as if holding a chicken.
With a flick of his left arm, Young Master Su's body was thrown directly into the whirlpool of life and death like a sandbag. The martial arts domain covered a hundred feet, and the pressure of heaven and earth suppressed Young Master Su's true energy, leaving him without any energy.
The power of resistance.
The terrifying tearing force pulled, no matter how much Young Master Su resisted, he could not get rid of the power of reincarnation. At this moment, Young Master Su realized that there was such a huge gap between himself and Gong Ziyu.
"Being swallowed by the whirlpool of life and death, the memory is sealed, and you are reborn in hell. Even if you want to recover your memory, it will take decades!" The smile on the corner of Young Master Su's mouth became increasingly bitter. If this continues, there is no hope of killing Young Master Yu in this life.
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Suddenly, a gleam of cold light suddenly appeared in Young Master Su's eyes. Through that cold light, Gong Ziyu saw a man in flowing white clothes behind him: "Your Majesty!"
The sword light suddenly appeared, and at this moment, the young man turned around, the feather fan in his hand disappeared quietly, and blocked the sword light with his right hand.
Bang! Bloody light suddenly appeared, and the Qilin Sword pierced the young man's hand bones, and the sword's power also stopped. The young man used the injury on his right hand to neutralize Ye Chen's sword.
A drop of bright red blood seeped out from the void, then fell into the wind and snow, dyeing the flying snowflakes red.
Ye Chen's expression changed slightly, and he grabbed forward with his left hand, trying to pass by the young man and catch the young master Su in the whirlpool of life and death.
However, the young man's martial arts field exploded at this moment. The young man's blood-stained hand tightly held the Qilin Sword and the pressure of heaven and earth gathered together to block Ye Chen for a moment. This moment was enough to change everything.
Instead, a smile appeared on the corner of Young Master Su's lips. He knew that the Lord could use his sword on Young Master Yu, which meant that the Lord truly recognized him and considered him one of his own, not just a simple sword slave.
"Even if my memory is sealed and I am reborn in hell, when my memory awakens, I will become your sword slave again, Lord!" The whirlpool of life and death completely swallowed up the figure of Young Master Su, and his aura was completely in this sword.
Disappeared in the tomb.
Seeing this, the young man burst into laughter, with a hint of fear in his smile, "Young Master Su, just live in hell and come back to me when you are strong enough!"
"Fudai, you are the prince's prey. It would be bad if I hurt you!" The young man smiled faintly, retracted his right hand, and separated from the Qilin Sword. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the bones of his hand were clearly visible.
The moment the wind blew, the young man's figure gradually blurred like snowflakes until it dissipated. In an instant, the young man's figure appeared in the void again, standing beside the prince with a quiet expression, without any trace of momentum on his body.
They are completely different from before.
"The realm of martial arts!" Ye Chen frowned slightly and walked towards the whirlpool of life and death, without fear of the power of life and death.
"Alas!" Ye Chen sighed slightly. Young Master Su had been completely swallowed up by the whirlpool of life and death and was irreversible. "Young Master Su, is this the person you want me to kill?"
"Sent to reincarnation, you still can't cut off that strand of love. Compared to before, you have become more like a human being instead of a sword!" The prince glanced at Gong Ziyu, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile that was not a smile.
Hearing this, the young man, Gong Ziyu, did not explain anything, but just smiled lightly. He knew that his tricks could not be hidden from the prince, but he did not want to cover up his actions.
"Although a ruthless sword is scary, a sentimental sword is even more terrifying!" The prince shook his head and glanced at Ye Chen indifferently: "Fudai, can you accompany me to finish the unfinished chess game?"
As the prince finished speaking, the heaven and earth trembled in vain, and the gray sky became extremely gloomy.
Under the dim sky, pieces of snowflakes filled with white light danced out. At the same time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed in the void, forming a chess game of heaven and earth, with black and white stones crisscrossing. Just a simple chess game brought people a sense of wonder.
A feeling of great momentum.
The interlaced chess pieces have a will flowing through them.
Ye Chen frowned slightly and looked at the world that had turned into ice and snow with a serious expression. The snowflakes were flying, appearing at the end of the world and disappearing at the end of the sea.
The prince sat curled up, looking at the chess pieces in front of him with an indifferent expression, saying nothing.
"Field!" Fire Qilin whispered, holding the falling blood red with his right hand, his body shook slightly. Each snowflake contained a pressure of heaven and earth, which was extremely terrifying.
Endless darkness gushes out like a tide, covering the vast void. Snowflakes fly past and melt silently into the darkness.
"In the realm of ten thousand feet, this guy is really not that powerful!" Huo Qilin said secretly. The realm of the ordinary martial arts realm only covers a few hundred feet of void. How can it be like this guy, who is ten thousand feet of void.
The coverage of this domain also indirectly expresses the strength of the warrior. Now, the injury on Fire Qilin's soul has not recovered, and the coverage of its domain is only more than 8,000 feet.
Bang! Ye Chen glanced around, came out with his sword, walked to the chessboard, slightly bent his legs, and sat cross-legged in the void...