Chapter 1488: Martial God chooses the family, everyone can survive
"Did you escape?"
Ye Chen's voice was like a magic sound, hovering in the sky.
Zhai Huang's expression changed slightly, and his raised right foot suddenly stopped in mid-air.
A feeling of dismay permeated Zhai Huang's heart. Without any hesitation, Zhai Huang put his foot down and shot towards the back.
"With the power of the Heaven, Earth, Mountains and Rivers Map, even if it cannot trap this person, it is enough to buy me a few breaths of time!"
After retreating for more than a hundred steps, Zhai Huang stared straight at the figure in white.
However, as soon as this idea popped up in Zhai Huang's mind, Zhai Huang's eyes became confused. In his eyes, the majestic map of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers seemed so insignificant in Ye Chen's eyes.
Under the map of mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, Ye Chen's figure became a little blurry, and an aura that could make heaven and earth tremble filled the air.
A sword oozing with cold light appeared in Ye Chen's hand, the Qilin Sword.
Looking up at the map of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers above, Ye Chen didn't say anything. He raised his hand and waved a sword in the sky.
Boom boom! Using two original bodies, Ye Chen's easy sword contained a shocking power, tearing apart the world and mountains and rivers map in one fell swoop.
Kaka! All the pictures of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers dispersed. Ye Chen looked calm and walked towards Zhai Huang holding the Qilin Sword.
"Although the strength of these two people is extraordinary, they are slightly inferior to Marquis Xinling!"
"The strength of these two people is at most equivalent to the likes of Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo. They cannot force me to show my true strength!"
Ye Chen was slightly disappointed. Previously, he had overestimated the strength of these two people.
The map of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers collapsed. Zhai Huang felt as if the sky was collapsing. He showed an extremely strong sense of panic and screamed crazily: "The army obeys the order and traps this person!"
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhai Huang directly ordered the army. His own magical power could not restrain Ye Chen, so he could only rely on the sword formation of tens of millions of soldiers.
However, most of the offensive of the formation was concentrated on Chi You, and only part of the residual power was concentrated on Ye Chen.
Seeing this, Zhai Huang's heart sank again, and he stepped back in the rain of blood. He said plausibly: "We must trap this person, trap this person."
, Ye Chen looked calm, even if he was imprisoned by the sword formation, his pace was not hindered.
Facing the tens of millions of troops, Ye Chen's magnificence as a great master fell in the eyes of the onlookers, and Fei Yu's eyes were filled with stars of admiration: "Awesome, one word can make the dignified Prime Minister of Wei become frightened!"
With one step, Ye Chen approached the front of Zhai Huang who was retreating crazily. The sword array in front of him had only a slight restraint on him.
Staring at Zhai Huang's frightened expression, Ye Chen raised his right hand, held the long sword and swung forward several times. The swords were fierce, tearing the world to pieces, and darkness like ink swallowed everything.
The roaring sound was shocking. In the darkness, sword shadows overlapped one after another. Under the roar, they broke through the starry sky and fell directly on Zhai Huang. This sword contained a huge power. With a loud bang, Zhai Huang
Huang spurted out blood, his face was extremely pale, and he lowered his eyes. He looked at the long sword on his chest in disbelief. A fierce sword intention turned into a storm in his body. Under the sweep, his body was directly torn into pieces. Blood mist filled the air.
At this moment, Zhai Huang realized how scary Ye Chen was. The moment the sound of panic rang out, Zhai Huang's soul wanted to escape.
Raising his left hand, Ye Chenyun lightly grabbed it forward. A huge tearing force filled the air, and Zhai Huang's soul fell directly on Ye Chen's hand.
Without giving Zhai Huang any chance to talk nonsense, clusters of flames burst out from Ye Chen's palms, erasing Zhai Huang's consciousness.
Waves of frightened screams suddenly echoed. From the moment he took action to the time he killed Zhai Huang, Ye Chen only said one sentence. His clean and neat actions of killing Zi Xia and Zhai Huang shocked many of the Martial Gods.
Boom! There was another roar between heaven and earth, and scarlet thunder swam between heaven and earth. This rain of blood was even heavier, and the raindrops as big as beads were filled with the aura of Zhai Huang.
There is no doubt that Zhai Huang died.
Dressed in white, she looked extremely eye-catching in the pouring rain.
Killing Zixia and Zhai Huang was undoubtedly an unparalleled feat in the eyes of others.
But in Ye Chen's view, this was just a trivial matter.
Wow! The rules of heaven and earth disappeared, and the whole world seemed to be dead silent, leaving only the endless sound of rain.
"At this moment, if I were to face the previous Lord Xinling, it would not be difficult to kill him!" After sealing the two souls and putting them into the Qilin Ring, Ye Chen put his left hand on his back and held a sword in his right hand, stepping forward through the void towards the enemy.
Tens of thousands of soldiers walked over, "Senior, if you don't mind, you and I will join hands to deal with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals!" The shrimp soldiers and crab generals, if Ye Chen had said these words before, these Wei soldiers would have been extremely angry. However, at this moment, tens of millions of Wei soldiers
There was a moment of silence.
In full view of everyone, Zixia and Zhai Huang fell. This scene was undoubtedly a major blow to the tens of millions of soldiers. The morale was extremely low, and some soldiers even had the urge to run away.
"General, what should we do?" a deputy general said to the chief general, his face a little solemn.
"The battlefield is always the final destination of soldiers. There are only soldiers who die in battle, and there are no soldiers who run away in defeat!"
"Hold on to the position, even if the whole army is destroyed, we still have to make these prisoners pay the price." The general said coldly. As he spoke, a monstrous murderous intention burst out of his body. He raised his arms and shouted: "Live as a Wei man, die as a Wei man."
Wei Hun!"
A general is extremely important to the army, and the general's words immediately aroused the morale of the army.
But before he finished speaking, a rule of heaven and earth that was several feet long came down and directly shattered the general's body.
"For tens of thousands of years, the ancestors of the endless Martial God Chosen Clan died tragically at the hands of Tiangang's dogs. For the continuation of the Martial God Chosen Clan, countless seniors have embarked on the road of no return. The Martial God Chosen Clan has allowed everyone to survive!"
"This hatred, this hatred, this shame, Chi You will never forget it in his life. Chi You will spend his whole life. I hope that the God of War will choose a clan, and everyone will be like a dragon and live forever!"
The green-white jade finger had stopped in mid-air. Chi You said coldly, the rules of heaven and earth were spinning around her fingertips. It was obvious that she had taken action to kill the opponent's general.
The Martial God chooses a clan, and everyone can survive! The Martial God chooses a clan, and in Tiangang Continent, it is extremely difficult to survive. For more than ten million years, only Chi You dared to speak out, and let the Martial God choose a clan, and everyone can live like this.
Dragon, immortal.
Standing on the peaks, more than a million of the Martial God's Chosen Clan looked excited, their eyes were shining brightly, their hands were clenched, and they roared: "I hope that in the Martial God Chosen Clan, everyone will be like a dragon and live forever!"
Waves of powerful aura surged out from the bodies of the millions of Martial God Chosen Races, converging in the sky above to form a majestic general trend. This general trend vaguely competed with the momentum of tens of millions of troops, regardless of top or bottom.
Boom! The roar echoed in the sky. Under the impact of the general situation, the imprisonment formed by the sword formation was slightly loosened.
"The God of War chooses a clan, everyone is like a dragon, immortal!" Ye Chen murmured to himself, walking up to Chi You's side, and a general trend also emerged from his body. The majesty of this general trend made everyone present feel excited.
He was shocked and said, "It's not enough. We will stain the blue sky with blood. I only wish that the God of War will live on the common people, and everyone will be like a dragon!, and live forever!" This general trend is worthy of the God of War. Dressed in white, he suddenly danced wildly, and before he finished speaking,
The Qilin sword in Ye Chen's hand was raised, and the rules of heaven and earth condensed on it, and then it fell, "Broken!"
A sword pillar with a length of ten thousand feet reached the nine heavens and roared down!
Kaka! The majestic power of the God of War was integrated into the sword pillars. The seemingly terrifying sword formation was shattered by this cut. The faces of the army maintaining the sword formation turned pale and they were spitting.
Blood.
With his eyes slightly narrowed, Chi You stared at Ye Chen, with a hint of shock in his watery eyes: "Even if I led thousands of warrior gods to choose tribes in the past, the gathered momentum was not so terrifying. Who is he?
Such a majestic trend?”
In the face of this great trend, the tens of thousands of Wei soldiers seemed so humble.
Chi You even suspected that even the might of Wei as a country would not be able to match this general trend.
"There is mystery everywhere, it's really curious!" At this moment, Chi You felt more and more that Ye Chen was by no means as simple as a descendant of the martial god.
A sword cut through the sword formation, Ye Chen raised his drooping left hand, formed a seal, and the strong wind roared out, "Transform into wind!"
Magical power transformed into wind! The strong winds transformed into Ye Chen's figure, rushing straight into the tens of millions of troops, causing waves of bloody storms.
The blood boiling all over the bodies of the onlookers of the Martial God Chosen Clan, holding their swords, rushed straight into the sky without hesitation, and followed Ye Chen.
Looking at this scene, Chi You and Wuming both felt a trance, as if they had seen this scene a long time ago. This feeling came from their souls. Strictly speaking, it came from the inheritance of their souls...