The dazzling sword lights swept across all directions like a volcano erupting.
There was a rain of blood, and the white clothes were like the god of death from hell, causing a bloody storm with every move.
Regardless of the martial arts realm or the spiritual martial arts realm, they all seemed so insignificant in Ye Chen's eyes.
Corpses fell straight down one after another, causing a powerful dull sound.
Below, the soldiers of the Six Nations who looked at this scene no longer dared to roar out, and even thought of retreating.
Gao Jianli's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart felt a little heavy. Ye Chen's strength was terrifying. At this moment, when he faced Ye Chen, he felt like he was in a trance, just like when he was facing the deities.
"Did he break through his own shackles and enter a state of defeat?"
As if there were several mountains pressing down on his heart, Gao Jianli's breathing became a little rapid, "Absolutely impossible, he must not have entered a state of defeat!"
"It's only been a few years, it's absolutely impossible!" Gao Jianli shouted several impossibilities one after another. The sword fingers on the strings of the piano began to move quickly, and the beautiful scene was full of afterimages. His low and hoarse voice
The sound of the piano lingered.
The sound of the piano seems to come from the ancient times, with an inexplicable vicissitude.
The sound of the piano lingered until it finally echoed across the world.
I saw a storm rising in vain above Gao Jianli. In this storm, endless ink was swaying and swirling until it finally formed a vortex.
This vortex seemed to connect time and space, and an aura of incomparable vicissitudes slowly appeared, accompanied by boundless pressure.
Ye Chen strode forward with rapid strides, and the sword of rules in his hand came out horizontally. With one sweep, hundreds of warriors were cut in half, and blood flowed into columns.
At this moment, even though there were a large number of people, these veterans who had been on the battlefield for decades were afraid. They knew that the Ye Chen in front of them was definitely not something they could match.
No one took the lead, and these warriors retreated in a tacit understanding.
Just a terrifying coercion surged out, like the rolling Yangtze River, enveloping these people.
"Martial arts world!" Several warriors who retreated tens of thousands of feet with despair in their eyes. Every time they thought about Ye Chen's martial arts world, it was so big. It covered the sky and earth with a radius of tens of thousands of feet.
"I have been missing for three years. I don't know how many martial souls you have killed during these three years!"
"There are some things that you have to pay for if you do them!"
"Your souls will remain in the world of Martial God!"
Ye Chen said calmly, a chill emerged in his calm eyes. Before he could see him raising his hand, a deafening sound of swords suddenly sounded in the sky. A series of solid sword shadows condensed out, and thousands of swords came down!
The momentum was huge, as if the world collapsed, facing the roaring sword shadows. These warriors struggled, their eyes filled with despair, and they could only watch the sword shadows pierce through their heads.
No screams echoed. Only the horrifying sound of skulls breaking.
Looking at this scene, Fei Yu was a little unsteady and said blankly: "Old Long, is this scene real?"
Gugu! The life and death dragon's throat rolled slightly, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and murmured: "Pinch yourself and see if it hurts!"
"Oh!" Feiyu's big, thick hand condensed with powerful rules, directly slapped on the shoulder of the life and death dragon, and a shrill scream rang out.
Heart-rending pain came from his shoulder, and the dragon of life and death glared at Fatty Fish angrily, "You are seeking death!"
"Does it hurt?" Feiyu asked weakly with an innocent look on his face.
"It hurts, it hurts more than you being fucked by Liu Dong!" The dragon of life and death took a breath, wanting to cry but without tears. He was paralyzed. I took you to escape all the way. You were injured all over. If you are not careful, you will die. You
The country bumpkin is so cruel.
"If it hurts, it means that everything in front of you is real and not a dream!" Feiyu said with high spirits and arrogance: "Grandma, my master has such strength, why should I be afraid of those bullshit lords? In less than a year,
These Tiangang bastards must go back to Tiangang!"
The dragon of life and death also remembered the humiliation he had suffered in the past few years, and said fiercely: "Cast all those brats who want to capture me and use them as mounts, and then cut them alive!"
"Cast it and then chop it alive, damn it, old dragon, you have such a strong taste!" Fei Yu had a look of disgust on his face and took a few steps away.
The dragon of life and death glared at Fei Yu, as if he had thought of something: "Country bumpkin, if you want to confirm whether this is a dream, you don't need to take action against me, just pinch yourself!"
"Fat Master, I'm afraid of pain. Old Long, you have rough skin and thick flesh, so it doesn't matter if it hurts a little!" Fei Yu said righteously.
Hearing this, the life and death dragon's eyes darkened and he was about to run away, but Fatty Fish immediately changed the subject: "Old dragon, look, the master is walking towards Gao Jianli. Damn it, this Gao Jianli is pretending to be a master and is still playing the piano.
Why does this piano sound so painful? It’s like it’s being listened to by a dead person.”
"That whirlpool is a bit weird. There is actually an aura inside it that makes me tremble with fear!" The life and death dragon focused his eyes and whispered.
In the void of heaven and earth, sword shadows pierced down, and thousands of corpses swayed and fell. Only the blood mist filled the air. Ye Chen held the sword of rules and walked slowly towards Gao Jianli. Finally, he stopped at Gao Jianli.
Thirty feet in front of him, Ruoyou looked deeply at the guqin in Gao Jianli's hand. On the guqin, he felt a vast will, and this will seemed to be connected to the vortex in the sky. There was something strange about this guqin.
At the same time, Ye Chen also noticed that the vitality was rapidly draining out of Gao Jianli's body.
No matter this Qin or Gao Jianli, everything is weird.
Without hesitation, Ye Chen stepped out again and galloped towards Gao Jianli. The majestic pressure came. Gao Jianli suddenly raised his head. His originally handsome face was now extremely ferocious, and his forehead was even covered with beads of sweat.
, "It's too late!"
Bang bang! The swaying strings broke in response, but the sound lingered in the void for a long time.
I saw bursts of dim light in the whirlpool above, and an incomparable aura of vicissitudes of life swept out. An illusory figure slowly walked out of it. This figure seemed to come from ancient times and was no longer real.
Looking at this figure, Gao Jianli's eyes became extremely pious and fanatical, and he murmured to himself: "Mozi!"
Mozi! Ye Chen stared at this figure, feeling a vaguely familiar aura. This aura came from the tombstones in the sword tombs of Zhuzi. "The will contained in the guqin is Mozi's will. This is
Your trump card?”
"Mozi is one of the strongest men in the era of all the disciples. Even his will is enough to make everyone fear him!" Gao Jianli's voice was slightly trembling, and he stood up, but his whole face turned extremely gloomy.
A black line covered his entire face, looking a little ferocious. He took a step forward and instantly appeared in the whirlpool. The shadow that was independent of the world was torn apart and merged into Gao Jianli's body. Endless black energy lingered in the sky.
Gao Jianli's life and death, an incomparably powerful will was tearing at his soul, and at the same time, a terrifying energy surged out of his body. This was the power of the disciples. Gao Jianli roared in his heart, his eyes were extremely red,
Like a rampaging ferocious beast, he rushed towards Ye Chen: "I will completely suppress you with the power of the disciples!"
At this moment, a coercion that shook the world and shook the mountains and rivers surged out of Gao Jianli's body. Gao Jianli formed a mark with his hands. The mark swelled up, and there was a starry sky. In the starry sky, a font flashed: Mo!
With both hands moving forward, Gao Jianli burst out with a blast, suppressing the heavens with a font.
"The power of the disciples?" There was a mysterious arc at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and the coldness surged in his black eyes. The sword of rules in his hand surged horizontally, and the sword energy poured out like the Milky Way, dazzling and dazzling. In the void of heaven and earth, there was a huge
The cracks spread out and turned into turbulence, blocking the front of Gao Jianli. Wherever Gao Jianli passed, these turbulences became dead, just like the vertical and horizontal sword energy, they also became dead, as if they were suppressed by him. No, it should be
Suppressed by the will in his body.
Gao Jianli, who broke through the turbulence and sword energy, approached instantly. The font in his hand was facing Ye Chen's eyebrows. He wanted to use the Mozi's will contained in this font to crush Ye Chen's soul.
It was only at the moment when he was approaching that Gao Jianli noticed that the latter's expression had not changed or wavered from the beginning to the end. Even at the moment when he was approaching, he removed the sword of rules in his hand and said, "Arrogant!"
"Even if Mozi comes in person, I have nothing to fear, so why fear his will!"
"Gao Jianli, all the disciples are not gods!" Ye Chen said calmly, his gaze became extremely deep at this moment, as if it contained the entire starry sky, his will surged, this was his will.
Use your own will to bombard Mozi's will.
Boom boom! Gao Jianli only felt himself in the raging ocean, a terrifying will came over him, and the word in his hand cracked to pieces the moment Ye Chen looked at it.
Buzz! At the same time, a dazzling sword light came instantly, bang!
Rain of blood splashed all over the sky, and the sword of rules that Ye Chen had withdrawn before condensed out in an instant and landed on Gao Jianli's chest.
Staring at Gao Jianli who was just a foot away, Ye Chen said lightly: "Even if he is a god, I will kill him!" (To be continued...)