A sword pavilion reaching into the sky stands at the end of the horizon.
Endless sharp energy surrounded the sword pavilion, dyeing the clouds golden.
A broken sword was stuck around the sword pavilion. It was like a tomb of swords, and the silence was terrifying.
The breeze blew slowly across the ground, bringing with it waves of crisp sword sounds, buzzing!
Above the sword pavilion, the surging sea of clouds set off huge waves of clouds. From time to time, bursts of loud thunder sounded in the sea of clouds, and streaks of thunder flashed past in the churning sea of clouds.
These thunderbolts were like snakes, and finally circled around the sword pavilion, illuminating the whole world brightly.
The golden clouds shattered one after another, and the sharp energy around them also retreated to both sides.
A middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the sword pavilion, his eyes closed, and he was breathing slowly. The thunder around him changed with his breathing.
The middle-aged man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, but his expression looks a little cold.
A terrifying coercion filled the sword pavilion, making the surroundings even more deadly.
Boom boom! As if being pulled, the thunderbolts from heaven and earth gathered together, were several feet wide, crashed down, and landed on the sword pavilion.
The sword pavilion shook slightly and swallowed up the thunder in a strange way.
Roar! An inhuman roar sounded in the sword pavilion. The middle-aged man stood up with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the sword pavilion at his feet, and murmured to himself: "For several months, I have endured tens of millions of
The thunder bombing cannot destroy that will!"
The strong soul power spread out, and the middle-aged man closed his eyes again. He saw that deep in the sword pavilion, it was like a thunder pool.
Countless thunders were surging within it, and in the deepest part of the thunder pool, stood a martial locking frame, with a figure imprisoned on the martial locking frame.
A young man, with extremely long purple hair that danced like a snake, was allowed to be struck by thunder all around. There was no scar on the young man's body, and he roared crazily. This inhuman roar came from this young man.
A wild and uninhibited aura filled the young man's body. Every time the young man roared out, several rays of thunder merged into the young man's body.
A space ripple appeared in the thunder pool, and the middle-aged man slowly appeared. His eyes were like torches, staring at the young man, and a hint of fanaticism flashed in his calm eyes: "No matter who your master is
, that touch of will, I will definitely erase it!"
"With a terrifying body, coupled with the control over the rules of thunder, I will decide on this physical body!"
The middle-aged man smiled coldly and pointed his sword in the sky. The already agitated thunder pool became even more turbulent. Thick thunderbolts shot out and landed directly on the young man. The roar became louder and louder.
"Erase that will and refine it into a puppet that is unique to you. With the help of this puppet, even my emperor has to avoid the edge for a while!"
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, frowned slightly, raised his steps, and disappeared into the thunder pool again.
Roar! The young man roared, and a thunder mark appeared faintly between his eyebrows.
Outside the sword pavilion, the figure of a middle-aged man appeared again. Looking at the sky solemnly, he saw a sword light piercing the sky and arriving in an instant.
The light of the sword dissipated, revealing a young man in gorgeous robes, with an aura of nobility between his brows.
Seeing this young man, the middle-aged man said calmly: "The Marquis of Destruction Liu Chang!"
"Thunder God Hou Honglei!" The young man saluted slightly, grabbed a jade order in his right hand, and said in a deep voice: "Pass on my emperor's order, Thunder God Hou will lead 3,000 imperial troops to the southwestern capital to kill a prisoner!"
Saying this, the young man flicked his right hand, and the jade order turned into a stream of light and shot towards the middle-aged man Hong Lei.
"It seems that all those losers have fallen, otherwise my emperor would not have let me personally take action!" Hong Lei said calmly as he grabbed the jade order.
Lowering his head, Hong Lei glanced at the sword pavilion below and said in a low voice: "The Marquis of Destruction will take care of this place for me!"
"Of course!" The young man cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Except for that prisoner, I alone am enough. There is no need for three thousand imperial troops!" Stepping out, Hong Lei's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.
It wasn't until Hong Lei's figure disappeared that the young man came back to his senses. Looking at the sword pavilion below, a flash of fanaticism flashed in his eyes, "Hong Lei is so lucky to have found such a terrifying body!"
...
In the capital city, it was raining continuously, and an oppressive atmosphere hovered in the sky.
The rain fell in a gurgling torrent and gathered into a stream, gurgling past and washing this dead city.
More than 400,000 troops were suppressed in the ancient alley. The undulating ice sculptures obscured everyone's sight. Ice rules permeated the ice. Even after several days of rain, the frost has not melted.
The entire capital was in a terrifying deathly silence. More than 400,000 pairs of eyes were focused on the surrounding pavilions. Corpses were outlined by chains and hung in mid-air, which was shocking.
Crash! The sound of rain falling to the ground could be heard continuously. Standing on the pavilion, Ye Chen grabbed the wine bottle and took a sip. The spicy wine dispelled the chill of autumn that had just entered.
In the past few days, nineteen generals had fallen into his hands.
Seven rules of heaven and earth appeared in the sky, and Ye Chen murmured softly: "With a martial arts domain of more than 50,000 feet, and a million murderous intentions, even if the rumored Daqian Supreme Emperor exists, I will not be afraid at all!"
His dull eyes swept across the millions of ice sculptures. Ye Chen used the rules of ice to freeze these millions of soldiers, and even froze the essence, blood and cultivation in their bodies.
If the Supreme Emperor of Daqian comes in person, he will extract the vitality of these millions of blood essences and integrate them into the sword style. In the past, he once cut off the arm of the Emperor of Daqian like this, but now he has evolved a martial arts of more than 50,000 feet.
The world is not just as simple as cutting off an arm.
Time passed like water, Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, looking motionless at the hazy sky.
After a while, a bright sword light suddenly appeared, dispersing the dark clouds in the sky, followed by a loud thunder.
Kaka! The void shattered into pieces, and the roar echoed throughout every corner of the capital.
The eyes of the army below raised their eyes one after another, looking at the whistling sword light through the gaps in the drizzle.
"The original body is fluctuating, but it is not the Daqian Emperor!" Ye Chen murmured to himself, grabbed the wine bottle, and took a sip of the spicy wine.
In the courtyard, Marquis Anyang trembled suddenly, his eyes widened, staring at the roaring thunder in the distance. He was very familiar with this aura.
"Gah, you lowly people, my strong men have finally arrived, I want to see how you deal with it!" Anyang Hou swept away his previous decadence and sneered, "Thunder God Hou, this time it is actually Thunder God Hou who takes action in person,
One sword can level the mountains and rivers, one thunder can destroy all souls, Lord of Thunder!
Ye Chen didn't even raise his eyelids and ignored Marquis Anyang's words, "The Emperor of Daqian is really patient. How many other famous generals and princes in his Daqian Empire do you want me to kill?"
"Tsk tsk, the strongest generals in the past were only in the world of martial arts, but the Thunder God Marquis condensed the original god ten years ago. Thousands of thunders will come together to kill you, easily!" At Ye Chen's ignorance, Anyang Marquis sneered. , he wanted to see how long this untouchable man could be able to win. Among the powerful people recognized by the Emperor Daqian, apart from the legendary Emperor Daqian, the strongest was undoubtedly the Emperor Daqian, followed by the Thunder God Marquis and Destruction Hou two people.
Still ignoring Marquis Anyang, Ye Chen called to the future, handed her the wine bottle in his hand, patted the future on the forehead gently, and said softly: "Help uncle warm up this pot of wine, I will drink it later!"
Taking the jug, Mirai nodded obediently and looked up at the sky. In the distance, he saw dark clouds dispersing, thousands of thunders roaring, and a flood of sharp energy following closely behind, rendering the entire sky red. A piece of golden color.
"Uncle Ye Zi, please come back soon!" The slender and white jade hands held the wine bottle tightly, and Future bit her lips and whispered softly.
"Uncle will be back when the wine is warm!" Ye Chen smiled warmly, walked towards the outside of the building.
"Xiao Nizi, your uncle will never come back!" Anyang Hou joked, feeling relieved.
Ignore, and in the future, I will directly ignore Marquis Anyang's words and turn around, leaving behind a silhouette of his back and his ponytail swaying in the wind.
Seeing this, Marquis Anyang was furious for a moment, "Mother, this pariah ignores me, this little girl dares to ignore me too."
Buzz! The Qilin Sword turned into a stream of light, rose up from the ground, and shot directly at Ye Chen. The sudden sword light made Anyang Hou immediately shut up.
Bang! Holding the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen looked at the Qilin Sword for a few breaths, and chuckled: "Old man, you have been stained with blood in the past few days. If you are stained with more blood, you can return to your previous self. Sharp!"