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Chapter 1202 Burial

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Facing those dark eyes, Liu Hui said subconsciously: "It's over!"

—The cold light rises, and the world falls into endless darkness in vain..51o.

In front of this cold light, everyone's expressions changed slightly, Liu Hui even stepped back, his martial arts will surged out wildly.

"My name is Ye Chen, and your master calls me Wu Dai!" Ye Chen said lightly, and the sword light that changed the color of the world dissipated in an instant.

However, the scene in front of them shocked everyone's heartstrings, and countless eyes focused on the sea of ​​corpses.

There was a hunting sound in white clothes, and Ye Chen's figure disappeared from the place like a ghost, but appeared before Liu turned around.

Ye Chen raised his right hand slightly, and the Qilin sword in his hand was pointed at Liu Hui's throat.

"Everyone present must die, otherwise they will die without their eyes!"

"Killing is a sin, and this sin needs to be borne by people. Only death can wash away it!" Ye Chen murmured. Standing in the sea of ​​corpses, he could detect a monstrous resentment hovering in the sky, that kind of despair and struggle.

This is the world where the weak and the strong eat each other. If you want to learn to survive, you must learn to kill.

Ye Chen's words were like a dark wind, blowing out and blowing in everyone's hearts.

The enemy troops with less than a million remaining shivered, as if they were in an ice cellar, and their whole bodies were soaked in cold sweat.

No one would doubt Ye Chen's words. The Sword Emperor Camp, Moon God Camp and other blood prison troops all looked at the enemy indifferently. The emperor's words were the rules of heaven and earth. If the emperor wants these people to die, these people must die.

Liu Hui's eyes widened and he looked at the Qilin Sword in disbelief. He was frightened by the will contained in this plain sword.

The important thing is that this ordinary sword actually shattered his martial arts will.

The shadow of death filled Liu Hui's mind, and a large amount of blood gurgled out of Liu Hui's hand covering his throat.

"Fifth Generation Moon God!" The vitality dissipated in Liu Hui's body, and his martial arts soul broke out of his body in an attempt to escape.

The panic spread in the depths of Liu Hui's soul. At this moment, Liu Hui even regretted that he had eaten enough and had nothing to do. He led his army to attack Luoxia City. If he had taken action to capture the Ye family brother earlier, he would not have encountered this evil star.

Now, the only thought left in Liu Hui's mind is to escape from this place, even though there is little hope.

Bai Jiu's somewhat slender left hand reached out from his sleeve, without any obstruction. With his will permeated, Ye Chen grabbed Liu Hui's martial arts soul with his hand.

There were constant sounds of panic, Ye Chen's strength was beyond Liu Hui's imagination.

Without saying a word, three clusters of flames danced at Ye Chen's fingertips, and the martial arts intention belonging to Liu Hui was directly wiped out.

After doing this, Ye Chen continued to walk forward, approaching the three old men step by step. His ordinary martial arts realm could not withstand his sword.

—The sword struck down the martial arts realm, and Ye Chen's figure was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds, unable to be shaken or erased.

The three remaining old men all looked at each other with serious expressions, and almost at the same time, their bodies moved toward Ye Wen.

He only wanted to capture Ye Wen in order to blackmail Wu Dai. Even if Wu Dai didn't care about his ordinary family brother, he still had to take care of his father. It was precisely because of this idea that the three of them would take action at the same time.

With coldness in his eyes, Ye Chen took six steps in vain, and his four Moon God's wills burst out from his body one after another. Together with his own martial arts will, the five wills gathered together with a huge momentum.

"Humanity!" The indifferent voice echoed between heaven and earth. Above the thunder pool, Humanity's right hand pressed down in the void, and the heaven and earth seemed to turn into shackles.

"Eternal life and death!" First, the forbidden magical power, followed by the eternal magical power of life and death.

The two magical powers acted on the three old men at the same time. The bodies of the three old men were all trembling, and the pressure of heaven and earth gathered on them. At the same time, the three of them noticed that the world around them was still, except for the hunting sound in white clothes.

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Phew! - A bright sword light appeared through the sky, Ye Chen came in an instant and raised his long sword, a sword that merged with the five wills.

"I will end this endgame of Huang Feng, too!" Ye Chen said lightly. The moment he finished speaking, the light of his sword dissipated again, only a little lingering on the tip of the sword.

The falling clouds looked like blood, and the three corpses were swaying. Their heads turned to the side, falling from their shoulders, and pillars of blood gushed out.

Poof! Three martial arts souls tried to break through the air and fall down, but a terrifying will roared over.

This time, Ye Chen did not erase his mind, but directly crushed the opponent's martial soul with his martial will.

"Ah!" A scream sounded, and the martial arts soul was extinguished, turning into majestic vitality that filled the surrounding area.

Stepping on the sea of ​​corpses, Ye Chen moved his sword, and these vitalities suddenly condensed into a cloud, and rain fell, a rain of vitality.

Under the control of Ye Chen's powerful soul power, the rainwater turned into a stream of light and merged into the bodies of Ye Wen, Ye Leng, and many silver-armored cavalry.

The vitality of martial arts is extremely majestic. Even if it is divided into tens of thousands of parts, these vitality can still quickly repair the injuries in everyone's body. Ye Wen and Ye Leng's pale long hair turned black again.

"Bloodbath!" Ye Chen said calmly, looking at the enemy troops in the distance indifferently.

"No!" Three Thousand Moon God Battalion Blood Clothes shouted loudly, turning into three thousand streams of light, streaking across the sky, like fierce tigers, rushing into the enemy army, causing a bloody storm.

"Rebuilding the mountains and rivers, only I am the Blood Prison!" The Blood Prison Army roared, invincible.

Gongsu and others also took action one after another. If the Lord wants these people to be buried with him, they will die. Gongsu and others will not care about the so-called master's demeanor.

The will of martial arts fills the sky, the rules appear, magical powers evolve, and a massacre is staged on the blood-red land.

Ye Wushuang and others stared at this scene in stunned silence. The previously ferocious enemy troops completely turned into sheep ready for slaughter.

The setting sun was like blood, and this massacre did not last long.

The melodious sound of war drums sounded in Luoxia City, and the long-closed door suddenly opened, and hundreds of thousands of standing troops rushed out to join the ranks of the butchers.

Supporting Ye Wen and Ye Leng, Ye Chen walked towards the tower step by step.

The enemy troops fighting all around retreated one after another, and no one dared to stop Ye Chen's progress.

Ye Chenfang jumped up to the tower, and Ye Wushuang and Ye Muwan walked towards them.

"Master!" Seeing Ye Chen again, Ye Wu's eyes also showed a rare expression of ecstasy.

"Thank you for your hard work these years!" Looking at Ye Wushuang, who was more calm than ten years ago, Ye Chen smiled slightly and said: "It's been hard for you to guard the city!"

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang also laughed, has it been hard these ten years? Despite the oppression of various forces, he worked step by step to build the Huangfeng Empire today. Only Ye Wushuang knows the sadness in this.

"Lan Gu, Xiao Meng'er and the others followed the family's descendants to the base of the secret guard a few months ago and are not in the city!"

"As for Fei Xuan, she followed Senior Mo into the Jade Emperor's Palace to practice cultivation five years ago. She should be in the Jade Emperor's Palace at the moment."

"Over the years, Xiao Meng'er and Fei Xuan have been clamoring to go to the Jian Tomb to find the family master. Fortunately, the family master, you are back." Ye Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief. Over the years, the oppression of all forces has focused on him. He

They are always calculating how to let Huangfeng Kingdom survive in the cracks between the major forces. However, with Ye Chen's return, Huangfeng Kingdom also has the capital to base itself on the Martial God Continent, and there is no need to worry about those Liu Sects.

Having said this, Ye Wushuang turned his eyes slightly to look at the torrent of Blood Prison Army below.

"They come from hell, where I established a dynasty, the Blood Prison Dynasty, and these warriors are the Blood Prison Army from the Blood Prison Dynasty!"

"This has just begun. In a few months, tens of thousands of lions from the Blood Prison will soon descend on the Martial God Continent!" Ye Chen wrote lightly. With the foundation of the Huangfeng Empire, it will be easier for the Blood Prison to gain a foothold in the Martial God Continent.

Ye Wushuang's performance in recent years has been even better than Ye Chen imagined. He was able to develop Huangfeng Kingdom into the Fourth Empire just by relying on the power of the Sword God Sect. This is enough to show that Ye Wushuang's methods are not just a matter of exhaustive tactics.

So simply put.

"Thousands of Lions in the Blood Prison!" Ren Ye Wushuang has a super strong psychological quality. At this moment, his mind can't help but think of tens of thousands of lions. With this army, the Huangfeng Kingdom can sweep through all the countries.

Seeing Ye Muwan in Luoxia City, Ye Chen was slightly relieved. If Ye Muwan was still in the Moon Temple, this would be an extremely troublesome matter for Ye Chen.

"Ye Tian, ​​he is dead!" This was Ye Muwan's first sentence when she saw Ye Chen, and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks. "I know!" Ye Chen turned around and looked at Ye Wen and Ye Leng behind him.

At this moment, Ye Wen was holding Ye Tian, ​​who was all cold, with tears streaming down his face. There is no greater moment of silence in this world than for a man with white hair to send a message to a man with black hair.

"How did he die?" Ye Chen remembered that since the battle to defend the Ye family ten years ago, Ye Tian's legs were crippled, his true crystal was broken, and he was unable to practice.

Ye Muwan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and told Ye Chen the whole story.

Hearing this, Ye Chen fell silent.

Turning around, Ye Chen turned to look at the silver-armored cavalry in the blood-red world, and murmured: "The fireworks are bright, only for a moment, Ye Tian!"

As his cultivation level improved, he gradually looked away from the grudge between Ye Chen and Ye Tian.

"There are some things in this world worth giving your life to protect!"

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