The first thousand four hundred and sixty-one chapters blood flow thousands of miles
Ye Chen held the bloody Qilin Sword and walked forward slowly, "Today, I will bury all the hundreds of princes!"
Under the blood-red sky, a man dressed in white made a hunting sound, and his sound was like the call of the god of death, reaching everyone's ears.
The breeze blew slowly, and waves of murderous intent surged out like angry waves, covering all directions.
Hearing this, the faces of the princes changed slightly. They had already given in, but they didn't expect Ye Chen to be so aggressive.
The sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a middle-aged man in rich clothes took a step forward, wearing a gold silk hat, his eyes were shining, and his whole person exuded an unspeakable temperament.
"Although your Excellency has the strength to kill Jingshahou and Wanjunhou, you also paid a huge price in the previous battle!"
"If the princes present join forces, it will be enough to hold you back for a while. At that time, the powerful men from Yan and Zhao will arrive!"
"Even if your cultivation is astonishing, you may not be able to escape the pursuit of the powerful men of Yan and Zhao!"
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, with a cold light flowing in his eyes, sweeping around, and finally landed on the bloody hole on Ye Chen's chest.
Ye Chen's steps did not stop as blood shot into the sky. What he hated most was threats.
"Delay for a moment, you are overestimating yourselves!" Ye Chen said lightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared like a breeze.
Seeing this scene, everyone standing in the void took a breath and looked around with extremely vigilant eyes, fearing that Ye Chen would suddenly take action.
Buzz! A crisp sword sound appeared in front of the middle-aged man, and a man dressed in white came with a sword. The majestic pressure fell on the middle-aged man like ten thousand mountains.
Looking at the figure so close, Ye Chen moved his right hand slightly, raising and slashing the Qilin Sword, like thousands of mountains breaking through time and space and sweeping across, with unparalleled power.
Facing the sword, the middle-aged man took a breath. It was only at this moment that he realized how terrifying Ye Chen was.
Poof! A pillar of blood sprayed up, covering dozens of feet.
In the bloody light, the Qilin Sword fell, and the middle-aged man's body was split into two halves. A dim soul appeared.
Grasping this soul with one hand, Ye Chen's eyes moved slightly, and all the thunder and fire from heaven and earth gathered together, erasing his consciousness.
Holding the bleeding Qilin Sword, Ye Chen continued to walk forward, like a god of murder walking out of hell, with cold light shining in his eyes, walking among the princes, Ye Chen waved the sword in his hand, setting off pillars of blood.
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Boom! The roar of heaven and earth is getting louder and louder, and the rain of blood is getting heavier and heavier.
There was blood in front of him. The sudden sword light made the people watching outside the city tremble with fear, and their faces turned pale.
These Tiangang princes were like ants in Ye Chen's eyes.
Fatty Fish clenched his hands tightly, his sharp nails digging into his palms. He didn't know it, and his eyes were dull, "Crazy. Master is so crazy!"
"Tiangang is going to be in chaos!" Liu Meiniang murmured to herself, with a look of horror deep in her clear eyes.
The martial arts world of more than 50,000 feet spread out, and the pressure of heaven and earth gathered like raging waves. No one could cross this martial arts world.
And Ye Chen is the master of this martial arts world. He wields his sword and kills a famous marquis.
The screams echoed, and the murderous intent on Ye Chen became colder and colder. People dared not look directly at the figure in white, and even the world trembled in front of this murderous intent.
Ye Chen didn't stop until the last scream dissipated. Looking back, he saw headless corpses floating on the road he passed.
Heads were suspended in mid-air, and dozens of generals were killed.
From the start to the end, Ye Chen only spent a few breaths of time. Such a powerful method made people tremble.
Ye Chen sealed these martial arts souls and put them into the Qilin Ring. He raised his eyes and looked at the world in the distance. Two extremely terrifying oppressions gradually emerged. These two oppressions were not unfamiliar to Ye Chen, and even a little bit...
familiar.
"The Emperor of Great Zhao, the Emperor of Great Yan!" Standing above the heaven and earth, Ye Chen remained motionless, like a stone man, "Unfortunately, you are still too late!"
"This is a great gift from me to your two countries. If you don't want to accept it, you have to accept it!" Ye Chen said calmly, raising his hand, and the floating heads rushed in and surrounded him.
At the same time, as Ye Chen lifted up, a rain of blood rushed from the sky and the earth. A wave of killing intent that made the world tremble gathered on the head, and the head flashed with bursts of blood, looking extremely ferocious.
"Emperor Yan, Emperor Zhao, one day, I will come to the capital in person and behead you!"
Ye Chen raised his sword and smiled, pointed his Qilin sword, and the heads shot out like arrows from the string, with a terrifying murderous intent, and went straight to the imperial capitals of Yan and Zhao.
Whoosh! One after another blood shadows passed through the void and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Putting away the unicorn sword, Ye Chen grabbed the wine pot with one hand, dressed in long clothes and walked toward the endless world, sometimes singing: "The wrath of the God of War, millions of corpses are buried, blood flows for thousands of miles, and all the princes are buried!"
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Her black hair danced wildly, and she disappeared between heaven and earth in white clothes. No one dared to stop this figure.
Whoosh! The Heavenly Dao and the Hungry Ghost Dao followed closely behind, causing a rain of blood all over the sky.
"The blood flowed for thousands of miles, mother, it was not just a thousand miles, but even a million miles!" The fat fish raised his eyes and looked at the bloody sky and muttered, and shouted: "Master, wait for the little fish!"
Bang bang! The fat body shot out like an arrow from the string.
Watching these four figures leave, Liu Meiniang's beautiful eyes flashed with light, "I want to inform the clan leader about this matter. Maybe this will also be an opportunity for the rise of our clan."
The wind howled, the rain roared, and heads flew across the sky like falling stars.
Clouds and mist surged, and blood rained.
A million miles away from the border capital, sword light flashed, rendering the blood-red sky and earth bright.
The sword light dissipated, and a body as majestic as a mountain appeared. There was endless killing intent under the snow-white sword eyebrows, and its threads were as clear as ice and crystal clear.
Wearing the emperor's robe, Yan Ruxue held the emperor's sword. The cold light flowing in her eyes was as sharp as the sword's light, sweeping straight to the end of the sky. Even though she was a million miles away, Yan Ruxue could detect the overwhelming murderous intention, and said coldly
He said: "Whoever kills my great Yan Jing Sha Hou will be punished for his crime!"
Whoosh! A strong man named Yan Kingdom flashed behind Yan Ruxue, and the majestic force suppressed the heavens.
However, at this moment, tens of thousands of feet of bloody light suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, and dozens of shocking killing intent surged in like angry waves.
Yan Ruxue frowned slightly and stared at the end of the world. After the bloody light, dozens of black shadows flashed. In a few breaths, these dozens of black shadows arrived in front of Yan Ruxue and others.
When they saw the true face of this black shadow, all the strong men from the Yan Kingdom behind them took a breath and said, "Jing Shahou!"
Cackling! Yan Ruxue's bones all over her body creaked as a monstrous murderous intent spread out. In an instant, the rain of blood falling all around immediately stopped in mid-air and condensed into blood crystals.
After beheading Jing Ke, he gave his head to Yan Ruxue as a slap in the face. This was a slap in the face. With the emperor's pride, how could he tolerate such humiliation?
"For hundreds of years, no one has dared to provoke me like this!" Yan Ruxue said coldly, waving her big hand, and was about to put away Jing Ke's head, but a shrill roar sounded in vain among these heads: "Yan
Ruxue will die!"
Before he finished speaking, these heads exploded one after another, and the terrifying rules of heaven and earth surged out.
A hundred miles in radius collapsed, sweeping across all directions.
Bang! Yan Ruxue took a step back, her eyes were like lightning, and she said coldly: "Let's go!"
Whoosh! One sword froze nine heavens, and the long sword tore apart the heaven and the earth, tearing apart the storm as well. Yan Ruxue rushed towards the capital with murderous intent.
At the same time, Zhao Xiao was also extremely angry. He stared at Zhao Kuo's head in front of him and roared: "Shuzi, you are seeking death!"
Both Emperor Yan and Emperor Zhao accepted the two important gifts carefully prepared by Ye Chen. When the two led countless powerful people to gather in the sky above the capital, the dead city shrouded in the rain curtain had no life left.
The streets were deserted and the Jianpai building was in ruins.
Seeing this scene, Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao were furious.
"Mobilize the army, set up a dragnet, and hunt down the people!" Yan Ruxue said coldly.
"According to this emperor's order, all the powerful men from the hidden world of Zhao Kingdom will come out to hunt down this person!"
"Inform the other countries to ban this person!" Zhao Xiao gritted his teeth and said, in the vast world, once this person restrains his aura, they can only use the power of Tiangang to kill him.
The voices of the emperors of the two countries were like thunder, spreading throughout the Tiangang Continent. At this moment, Tiangang was shocked...