"Shan Xuan is willing to surrender to the Sword God Sect!"
The sound of panic echoed in the void, and the old man without regrets turned extremely pale.
"Submit to the Sword God Sect?" Ye Chen said calmly, the murderous intent in his eyes did not weaken, but became stronger.
"If the Sword God Sect is in trouble, Er Shanxuan will immediately rebel and leave the Sword God Sect, right?" During the thunderstorm, Ye Chen's figure appeared in front of the old man Wuhui.
Eleven majestic wills roared towards him, and the old man without regret broke out in a cold sweat, and his outpouring will immediately collapsed.
Kacha! The thunder came with a roar. Even if the old man Wuhui's body was strong, under the bombardment of tens of thousands of thunderbolts, his body was a bloody mess.
"I hate trouble, so instead of planting bombs around me, it's better to get rid of them directly." Ye Chen said lightly, his indifferent expression made the old man Wuhui despair.
"With the courage of the Fifth Moon God, he will definitely be able to control Shanxuan. Don't you, Fifth Generation, even have this little confidence?" The old man Wuhui took a few steps back, suppressing the blood boiling in his body.
"Why do I spend my energy to control Shan Xuan? Are you just a warrior in the martial arts field?" Ye Chen said calmly, and a coercion enveloped the void tens of thousands of feet in radius.
"I not only hate trouble, but I also lack time!" The moment he finished speaking, Ye Chen raised the Qilin Sword in his hand and drew the sword without any warning.
Ding! The clear sound of sword chants resounded in the void, the endless thunder fell silent at this moment, and a sword light that was more dazzling than thunder appeared.
In an instant, dozens of sword shadows appeared. Fifteen sword shadows merged into this sword.
The violent thunder followed the sword. Ye Chen's aura completely locked the old man without regrets.
"I don't care about my face, and I humbly surrender. Do you really think I have no trump card?"
"Fifth generation, you want me to die. Even if I die today, you will definitely have to pay the price!" The ferocious look appeared again, and the old man without regrets roared.
The aura surged again, and the old man Wuhui not only did not retreat this time, but instead faced the thunder, and the thunder entered his body.
"Thunder power!" Ye Chen's eyes turned cold, and black and white energy flowed in his dark eyes.
Kacha! The endless energy of life and death appeared strangely in the thunder pool. At the same time, an indifferent voice sounded: "Life and death are eternal!"
"The magical power of life and death, but I can't help it!" The old man Wuhui looked crazy. At this moment, he actually burned the power of his soul, his aura puffed up, and the terrifying martial arts realm appeared again.
"A moment is eternity!" Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, and the void with flashes of lightning fell into endless darkness at this moment.
"Back then, killing the city lord of Youzeng City with my sword was as easy as squeezing an ant to death, let alone the old guy in front of me who had just entered the realm." In an instant, the brilliance dissipated, and a bright bloody light appeared.
Thousands of feet away, the young man's heart rate increased in vain, his eyes fixed on the dissipating sword light. "What a terrifying sword. It actually contains several rules, magical powers, and wills!"
"I can't resist this sword!" The young man was silent for a moment, with guilt in his eyes. "I'm sorry, old man Wugui!" Without any hesitation, the young man forced Lu Qing and others back with one sword blow, then turned around suddenly, with a surge of will.
The figure is like a rainbow, retreating towards the end of the sky.
Lu Qing and others also realized the young man's intentions and tried their best to hold him back.
The young man may not be able to kill Lu Qing and others for a while, but if he wants to leave, there is no way Lu Qing and others can stop him.
It was a hundred feet away. The young man stepped back with an extremely solemn expression. "It doesn't matter if the Chu Kingdom gives this to the Sword God Sect so that we can keep the green hills and don't have to worry about running out of firewood. One day, I will get it back."
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The blood light suddenly appeared, the darkness dissipated, and the figure of the old man without regrets fell backwards like a kite with broken strings. His eyes were full of disbelief. "How is this possible? I use the magical power of thunder, which is enough to compare with those who have stepped into the realm."
Ten years of strength!"
Kacha! The thunder came with a roar, even if the old man Wuhui's body was extremely terrifying, it was torn apart by the thunder.
Holding the sword, Ye Chen looked at the scene in front of him with an indifferent expression. It was a pity. If he could control this person, he might stay, but the sword corpse mark alone could not control this person.
As the blood mist filled the air, a martial arts soul tore through the blood mist and appeared.
After losing his body, the old man Wuhui looked a little panicked. Thunder is the most powerful thing in the world and can destroy the soul of any living thing.
"Life and death dragon!" Ye Chen did not continue to draw his sword, but looked at the life and death dragon, and said calmly: "I give this person's soul to you, and the vitality in it can restore your injuries."
Overwhelmed with surprise, the dragon of life and death said ecstatically: "Thank you Lord!"
"***, Uncle Long's fortune will change from today on!" The dragon of life and death was like a hungry wolf, heading straight for the old man's soul.
With fear in his eyes, the old man without regrets was about to retreat, but the world around him turned into a shackles, roaring towards him.
At this moment, the old man discovered that there was a person standing behind him, Humanity.
Ah! The screams echoed throughout the world. This scream made the hearts of many strong men in the sect tremble. The Supreme Elder Shanxuan died.
Turning around, Ye Chen came out with his sword and headed straight for the end of the world.
The screams coming from behind made the young man's heart sink. He knew that the old man Wuhui had died.
This is the first time that the young man feels that death is so close to him. It turns out that strong men in the martial arts field are not invincible and will also fall.
"Leave this place and use all the strength of the sect to defect to the Taidong Palace!"
"Old man Wugui, you died for me today. I swear that if one day I reach the third level of martial arts, I will level the Sword God Gate."
Far away from the thunder pool, the oppressive aura also dissipated, but the young man did not relax. The true energy surged out of the body crazily. Every time he took a step, the void under his feet shattered and turned into a wave of space.
"Stay!" A chilling voice sounded in the young man's ears. The young man suddenly trembled and stopped, looking at a figure in front of him with a somewhat frightened expression.
The white clothes are whiter than the snow, and the sword with cold light is still stained with blood. The young man knows whose blood it is, the blood of the old man Wuhui.
"Damn it, such speed!" The young man raised the long sword in his hand and swung it down with overwhelming pressure.
Click! The void suddenly shattered, forming an undulating wave of spatial turbulence.
Bang bang! The sword came out, and the young man stepped back. I must not fight with this person head-on, otherwise I will definitely fall today.
"Stay!" Ye Chen's figure appeared instantly, ignoring the turbulence in front of him. He raised his left hand and shot it down into the void: "All the fires in the world, gather together!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the fires of heaven and earth surged in the turbulence, forming three phantoms of the Suzaku.
"Life and death are eternal!" Ye Chen stepped on a phantom of a red bird, and his dark eyes turned into black and white again.
Life and death are eternal, and an instant is eternal. Although the power of this magical power has increased after Ye Chen's breakthrough, it is insignificant to the young man, and his figure only pauses for an instant.
This moment was enough for Ye Chen. Ye Chen's entire body turned into a sea of fire, approaching in an instant and sweeping across to replace the sky. The whole world seemed to have become a world of flames.
And in the sea of fire, a bright sword light appeared, tearing apart the flames and bringing out a bloody light.
The sound of the sword echoed, and blood mist erupted all over the young man's body, with countless sword marks covering his body.
Bang bang! A long sword was inserted into the young man's heart. The young man's face was pale and frightened. He looked at the overly young face in front of him and said, "I lost!"
After all, I still underestimated the young fifth generation in front of me. Maybe I was not the only one who underestimated him, but many people did too. Because he knew he would die, the young man calmed down and looked directly into Ye Chen's eyes.
Ye Chen never showed mercy or mercy towards his enemies.
With eleven strands of will condensed, Ye Chen was about to destroy this body and erase the sanity from the young man's soul. However, at this moment, a voice sounded from the end of the sky: "Fifth Generation, please show mercy!"
This sound did not carry any pressure, but wherever the sound waves touched, the thunder retreated and the flames were extinguished.
Ye Chen frowned slightly and looked towards the end of the sky. Several figures appeared, among them there was a figure that Ye Chen was quite familiar with, Xianxu!
"Fifdai, show mercy!" Several figures in golden martial robes became clearer and clearer.
"Jade Emperor Palace!" Ye Chen said calmly, his eyes falling on the middle-aged man at the head.
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