The first thousand five hundred and forty-six chapters kill the emperor
Blood flowers dyed the snow on the ground red, and a bright sword light converged in the wind and snow.
The monstrous sound of killing was completely silent at this moment, and countless dull eyes gathered in the sky...
In the past, the all-powerful Emperor Yan was now clutching the Qilin Sword with both hands, blood continuously spilling from his mouth and dyeing his clothes red.
However, this sword still broke through Yan Ruxue's chest.
"The second sword, you are not worthy of letting me use the third sword!"
Ye Chen's eyes showed a faint cold light and his expression was calm. He held the Qilin Sword in one hand and looked at the blood-stained Yan Ruxue.
Looking directly at this gaze, Yan Ruxue smelled the long-lost breath of death, and felt a chill coming out of her.
However, when she heard Ye Chen's words, Yan Ruxue's entire face became extremely ferocious, "I, the emperor, do not deserve to let you use the third sword!"
The proud emperor's dignity was completely trampled by Ye Chen's words.
Countless Yan soldiers were trembling slightly, and they were also extremely angry. My emperor, don't you deserve to let him use three swords?
"What else?" Ye Chen said calmly, the terrifying world of martial arts spread out, covering all directions, and the flying snowflakes all around stopped.
Still such a calm tone made Yan Ruxue's eyes turn blood red.
Especially Ye Chen's lofty eyes made Yan Ruxue almost crazy. Her face instantly turned extremely pale, and a strange mark appeared between Yan Ruxue's eyebrows: "Give it to me, die!"
Roar! Under the low roar, the void behind Yan Ruxue was shattered in vain, and endless frost condensed.
At the same time, at the center of Yan Ruxue's eyebrows, the mark burst out with bright blue light, and endless frost condensed on it. The blood essence and blood in Yan Ruxue's body seemed to be drawn away, blended into the frost, and instantly turned into a spear.
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This spear is actually exactly the same as the spear that Emperor Yan used to honor Ye Chen. No matter the markings on it or the length.
"Fudai, you forced me to do this. You must die for me!"
"You cannot trample on the emperor's face!"
The roar rose into the sky, the sky and the earth changed color, and the spear headed straight for Ye Chen with an endless torrent of ice.
Yan Ruxue's almost crazy voice was raging in the sky, but in the next moment, Yan Ruxue's ferocious expression suddenly froze. It was like seeing a ghost.
Ye Chen's expression was calm. At the moment when the spear was about to touch, Ye Chen's left hand flew forward, accompanied by Ye Chen's voice: "You are not Emperor Yan, the same move cannot hurt me!
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Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen's fist suddenly fell. With a punch that shook the mountains and rivers, the strange spear immediately shattered.
This scene made Yan Ruxue tremble with fear, "Could it be that this emperor can only destroy the source of his soul to escape this disaster?"
The original body is not easy to condense! Even Emperor Yan will not detonate it easily. To re-condensate the original body will not only take a long time, but also require endless energy.
Just when Yan Ruxue hesitated, Ye Chen took a step forward. Wherever he stepped, the raging torrent of ice froze instantly. He raised his eyes and looked at the confused Yan Ruxue. Ye Chen's left hand was not clear.
He stretched out hastily, his five fingers straightened like swords, breaking through Yan Ruxue's defense, clasping Yan Ruxue's neck tightly, like lifting a chicken, lifting it high, and said lightly: "Count.
In this crusade, tens of millions of souls of our Martial God were buried here, Yan Ruxue, with this punch, I came out for the warriors of the Martial God buried here!"
As Ye Chen murmured to himself, the Qilin Sword came out of his hand. Ye Chen raised his right hand and made a fist. The thunder rules of the whole world lingered on the fist. The light of the fist flickered, and a punch that shook the world was blasted out.
Dead silence! Countless eyes looked at this scene with dull eyes. A simple punch showed the fury of thunder to the fullest. Ye Chen was like a thunder king, killing everything with endless thunder!
Hiss! Yan Ruxue took a breath and faced the punch. He felt like he was out of his mind. The martial arts will surged in his body, trying to break free from Ye Chen's hand. However, Ye Chen's left hand was like five towering towers.
It was like a mountain, holding it tightly. The more he struggled, the greater the pressure came from it. He could only watch helplessly as the punch came down, bang!
Boom! The dull sound was earth-shattering. Blood burst out from Yan Ruxue's mouth. Her whole body seemed to have aged several years in an instant. A shadow retreated out of her body. This was Yan Ruxue's original body, and this original body was
The moment he took three steps back, he shattered into pieces!
Broken! Ye Chen's punch shattered Yan Ruxue's original body.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt chills in their hearts. Even the eyes of Xing Tian and others changed, "What a terrifying body, what a terrifying punch!"
"No matter who you are in attacking the Martial God, from the emperor to the new recruits, you will have to pay the price!"
Ye Chen said calmly, carrying Yan Ruxue, turned around, and faced the Tiangang army who was fighting in the distance. He deliberately raised Yan Ruxue so that the Tiangang army could clearly see Yan Ruxue's embarrassed appearance at the moment.
Insult, this is undoubtedly a great insult to Yan Ruxue.
However, for the Tiangang army, this is a kind of shock, a silent shock.
The cold air was blowing out, and many Tiangang warriors thought of quitting.
"Eryan Kingdom has locked up the Martial Hell, and for thousands of years, it has imprisoned countless people of my Martial God!"
Ye Chen said calmly, the rules of the heavens appeared in the sky, and the power of the gods of war gathered together, forming an unprecedented pressure that fell on Yan Ruxue.
Crack! The crisp sound of broken bones resounded in Yan Ruxue's body. Yan Ruxue's lower body, down to her knees, turned into blood mist.
"There are as many bones as autumn grass, and tens of millions of corpses are buried in a foreign land!" Ye Chen's eyes plundered the army in the distance, and finally fell on Yan Ruxue.
Click! There were two more bones breaking sounds, coming from Yan Ruxue's left and right arms. Only his arms were seen, and the flesh and blood turned into a pool of blood flowing down, revealing the eye-catching white bones, which was shocking.
Gugu! Looking at this scene, the throats of countless Tiangang troops rolled and made a strange sound.
"This punch will replace those tribesmen!" Ye Chen said lightly, and raised his right fist again, the sky and the earth roared, and endless rules were implemented, including the rules of the sea of fire and the rules of the Gangfeng.
The rules formed a huge fist shadow. Looking from a distance, the entire world was covered by this fist shadow, and it descended with a bang.
Yan Ruxue's eyes showed a crazy look, and at any moment, pain swept over her hands and arms like a tide, but Yan Ruxue had no time to take care of it. With his cultivation level, he felt that the power contained in this punch was stronger than
It was scarier before.
"It must not fall on me, otherwise the vitality in my body will collapse under this punch!"
Blood seeped into Yan Ruxue's eyes and fell. Yan Ruxue roared, and her long hair suddenly danced wildly. Two cold lights surged down from her eyes, affecting the phantom of the sky dragon behind them, forming two hundred-foot-long ice dragons.
, to meet Ye Chen's punch.
Boom! With one punch, the two hundred-foot ice dragons collapsed immediately.
This punch was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and it hit Yan Ruxue's body again. Yan Ruxue's figure shook wildly, showing endless fear, and a mouthful of blood came out again. At the same time, another phantom retreated out of his body and shattered!
The second source body is broken!
Toughness, Ye Chen's toughness was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds. Maybe in this life, they will never forget this figure in white.
"With this little strength, you dare to lead an army to conquer my Martial God, Yan Ruxue. You are not qualified enough to compete for the Martial God!"
Ye Chen said calmly, and loosened his left hand in vain. Yan Ruxue, who was like a dead dog, immediately fell from the sky, and her entire body lay completely on the frozen torrent of ice.
With her legs and arms completely shattered, coupled with the might of the God of War hovering above, under the gaze of countless eyes, Yan Ruxue lay completely at Ye Chen's feet, as if worshiping, without any imperial majesty.
Yan Ruxue's face was extremely ferocious, and the gazes coming from all around were like the light of a solid sword, reaching down to his soul. This kind of shame, even if he died, Yan Ruxue would never forget it.
Anger, endless anger filled Yan Ruxue's body, "explode the original body and die with him!"
Crazy, Yan Ruxue is crazy at this moment. She has no scruples and is about to detonate her original body. Ye Chen's voice sounds again, "The emperor of the Yan Kingdom is not worthy of my third sword, nor is he worthy of my third punch." , you are only worthy of me taking action!"
Take action! In front of countless eyes, Ye Chen raised his right foot, condensing endless rules. Like a falling mountain, he stepped hard on Yan Ruxue's face. This kick was more terrifying than the previous two punches. .
Poof! Rain of blood flew across the sky, and Yan Ruxue's head shattered under Ye Chen's step, accompanied by a shrill roar.
This foot crushed Yan Ruxue's head, crushed Yan Ruxue's soul, and even crushed the remaining fighting spirit in the hearts of countless Tiangang warriors.
"The fate of Emperor Yan is the fate of you all!"
Ye Chen's voice fell on everyone's ears like a cold wind in the depths of winter...