The snowflakes fell, and the sudden appearance of blood dyed the snowflakes all over the sky red.ishu.
The blood-stained martial robes were on the king's right, and he was dancing wildly with a sword in his hand, and the sword energy of a hundred feet swept out.
There were waves of air, and the sharp sword energy brought out streaks of blood. Wang You looked down at the white-clothed warriors around him like a god of war.
A breath of vicissitudes of life flowed in his eyes, and that trance feeling swept over him again.
"I am a dragon?" Wang You murmured softly, ignoring the sword energy coming from all around.
Whoosh! The sword energy passed through the king's right chest, bringing up a pillar of blood that reached the sky.
The true energy in Wang You's body is almost exhausted, and his body is like a lonely boat in the sea, teetering on the edge of collapse.
Wang You's face turned slightly pale due to excessive blood loss.
"I am Wang You!" Wang You murmured. The oppression around him made him unable to move. He could only watch the sword light approaching.
Touch! The sword light roared towards him, and a figure passed by Wang You, blocking the incoming sword light, and a bloody light suddenly appeared.
"Wang Tou, this is not like your style. As long as the sword is there, you should draw the sword, instead of sitting back and waiting for death!" Wang You looked at the man in front of him with a somewhat helpless expression. He picked up the hanging sword and crossed the white-clothed warrior in front of him.
neck, "Yusong, why are you here again?"
"I don't want those white-eyed wolves to laugh at his old man as a deserter when he grows up!" Yu Song chuckled, with a very solemn expression. Once he sets foot here, he already knows what the ending will be.
"Where's the madman?" Wang You wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief.
Yusong's eyes were a little erratic. Finally he looked down helplessly: "Wang Tou, Huacheng belongs to you, so you use your sword to defend it."
"But for Madman and Qianchuan, that's where they belong." Yusong avoided the incoming sword energy and pointed his sword at the stone path below.
Hearing this, Wang You's face changed slightly, he looked helplessly at the two figures in the wind and snow, and said helplessly: "These two guys are really worrying!"
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and the falling snow turned into blood.
The courtyard has been covered with a layer of blood gauze. Ye Chen stood in the courtyard, holding the Qilin Sword, and stepped forward slowly.
The snowflakes danced wildly with the Qilin Sword. Sometimes Ye Chen looked blankly at the fighting in the void. Sometimes he looked at the sword in his hand and murmured: "Blood, there is blood everywhere, a bloody world!"
"I have experienced this feeling before, but when?"
"I will forget this feeling even though I am far away!" Ye Chen was sometimes clear and clear, and sometimes confused.
The defenses on the city tower had been captured, and the warriors of Huacheng could no longer stop the offensive. Bloody shadows passed through the city and went straight to the streets and alleys.
No matter who it is, women, children or children, as long as they appear in sight, the blood-clothed warrior will wave the sword in his hand and ruthlessly harvest the cheapest life.
In hell, the only thing cheaper than dignity is life.
In the void, on the city towers, and in the flower city, whenever a warrior dies, his vitality fills the air.
These vitalities were affected and rushed towards the courtyard crazily, hovering over the courtyard.
At the beginning, these vitalities were extremely weak, but as more and more warriors died, this vitality became extremely powerful.
At the beginning of autumn every year, flower seeds float in the wind. They are scattered in every corner of the flower city and also in the courtyard.
In the early spring of the next year, these flower seeds will bloom into gorgeous flowers. At this moment, flowers are blooming in the courtyard, swaying in the wind, and the light floral fragrance dissipates the pungent smell of blood.
The garden is full of flowers, condensed with vitality. Ye Chen stands among the flowers, and his unicorn sword cuts through the void, always picking up flying petals.
Pieces of petals condensed from vitality fell into the void. They were pulled by a force, fell on Ye Chen, and dissipated.
Ye Chen stared blankly at the petals transformed by life, and murmured: "I have seen petals like this before, but I forgot where I saw them.ishu."
The majestic vitality immediately attracted the attention of many warriors. The young man walked lightly in the void, stopped, looked down with a slightly solemn expression, and whispered: "Vitality!"
Wang You and Yu Song also noticed the vitality above the courtyard, and looked a little surprised. What was the madman doing?
The young man pointed his sword at the courtyard below and said calmly: "Get rid of those two people by the way!"
The young man had a vague feeling that the existence of Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue was a variable.
Whoosh! A torrent of sword energy surged out. Dozens of warriors came down with swords, and the flying snowflakes spread to both sides.
Seeing this, Wang You and Yu Song's expressions changed. They repeled their opponents and retreated downwards.
"These guys won't even let go of a lunatic!" Wang You held the hilt of the sword with both hands in vain, and retreated to the sky above the courtyard like a rainbow. The sword energy surrounding him was suppressed by Wang You, and the screams of the sword were heard.
The sound continued.
Retreating to a hundred feet, Wang You no longer suppressed, and his figure burst out again, like a volcano that had been silent for a long time, erupting at this moment. It was a life-threatening offensive. With just a sword, Wang You would count
Ten warriors held back, but Wang You knew that he could not hold on for long: "Yusong, take the madman and them away!"
Phew! A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded in Wang You's ears in vain. Wang You's face changed slightly, and before his sword could be deployed, it was shattered by a palm shadow.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together to form a huge palm shadow. An old man came through the air, and with a wave of his sleeves, he destroyed Wang You's sword power. The absolute gap was at the level of spiritual martial arts.
The old man's expression was extremely indifferent, and terrifying rules surged, using the power of the rules to imprison Wang You's body. His sleeves and robes waved again, and the huge palm shadow emerged and whizzed down.
Whoosh! The sound of breaking wind gradually sounded next to Wang You's ears. No matter how much Wang You resisted, he could not break through the rules and restrictions around him. He could only watch the palm shadow fall down.
"King's head!" Yu Song's exclamation sounded in Wang You's ears. At the same time, Yu Song's figure passed by Wang You and met the palm shadow.
Bang! There was a sudden dull sound, and Yusong's figure was like a kite with its string broken, falling backwards and bumping into Wang You hard.
"***, this Lingwu realm is really abnormal!" Yusong cursed, and his figure fell down uncontrollably, together with Wang You.
The two men staggered and fell hard into the courtyard. The strong wind blew up the petals all over the courtyard, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air.
Wang You pressed his right hand on the ground and tried to get up. He couldn't keep his balance and fell down among the flowers again, sticking to the ground. Wang You saw Ye Chen in the distance and raised a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth: "Madman, I'm in trouble."
you!"
The petals are dancing wildly all over the sky, drifting to no one knows where.
Ye Chen looked at the sky blankly, Qianchuan Xue stood behind him, and their expressions did not change at all when facing the warriors who came with great momentum.
The old man came through the air, and a terrifying pressure enveloped the entire courtyard, followed closely by dozens of white-clothed warriors.
"Who I thought could be involved in such a majestic vitality turns out to be just an old man who wants to be buried!" The old man glanced across the courtyard, waved his sleeves and said calmly: "I can leave these people to you!"
Regardless of Ye Chen or Qianchuan Xue, the old man only noticed weak infuriating energy, and the strong infuriating energy was not as strong as that of a person in the Qi Martial Realm.
"No!" four white-clothed warriors shouted, and their figures walked straight towards Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue.
The old man turned around and headed straight for the battlefield in the void. However, before he took a few steps, several screams could be heard.
The old man turned around suddenly and looked at the scene in front of him with a somewhat surprised expression. The four warriors who had come out with swords stood strangely ten meters away from Ye Chen, and a
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Eye-catching sword marks appeared on the necks of the four people.
A rusty sword can also kill people. A trace of blood swirled on the Qilin Sword. Ye Chen still looked into the void, as if he was not the one who drew the sword before, "A very familiar sword, this is my sword skill!"
Many years ago, I killed someone like this? Ye Chen pondered, looking a little confused, but he couldn't remember anything.
The petals flew across the sky, fluttering and falling on the corners of Ye Chen's eyes. Ye Chen suddenly closed his eyes, and something that had been sleeping for a long time was awakening in his body.
Many years ago, I seemed to have killed many people, but I can't remember how many.
I remembered that many years ago, I was a student, and later I became a killer. For money, I killed many people, including international superstars, ordinary citizens, women and children, and children.
Later, I came to Martial God Continent and became Ye Chen. I killed many people, including Lianwu, Qiwu, Soulwu, Lingwu, and even martial arts.
I remember many years ago, there was an old guy who liked to call me kid, but I just called him Xiaohuo.
I remember many years ago, when I was young and frivolous, I broke into the imperial capital for a woman named Qianchuan Xue.
I remember many years ago, there was a woman named Mu Ye, and the guy who practiced sword practice with me every day, Mu Chen, and the guy who drew the sword for me, Fatty.
I remember many years ago, a group of guys called me the Patriarch, a group of guys called me the Sect Leader, some called me the Fifth Generation, and some called me the Emperor.
Many, many people, Lan Gu, Ye Muwan, Xiao Menger, Feixuan, Wan'er, Li Shiyue, Huang Wushuang...
I can’t remember exactly how many years ago it was. It was very far away. Was it a past life?
Click! A sound resounded in Ye Chen's mind in vain, like the sound of a seal breaking.
One after another, extremely familiar pictures swept over him like a tide. Ye Chen was immersed in these pictures, and the confusion on his face gradually receded.
Petals fluttered across Ye Chen's cheeks. Ye Chen opened his eyes, still looking into the void, but his confusion was gradually replaced by clarity: "Many years ago, that guy Ye Wushuang called me the master of the clan, that guy Yue Wuxie called me the clan master, and Liu
That guy called me Emperor!"
"There are still some people who like to call me the Fifth Generation!" The dull look on Ye Chen's face completely dissipated, "Who am I? I am Ye Chen, the head of the Ye Family, the Sword God Sect, and the Fifth Generation Moon God.
, Blood Hell Emperor!"
Many years ago, my name was Wu Dai, and many years later, I am still Wu Dai.