Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters of a person's stage (1)
Chapter 850: One person’s stage (one jump
Snowflakes were flying and blood filled the air.
In the wind and snow, three figures galloped, stirring up slush all over the ground.
Before the snowflakes could hit the three of them, an invisible layer of energy bounced them away.
If a Soul Martial Realm warrior were allowed to be here, they would definitely find that the auras of these three people have been integrated into this world, making no sound.
The Three Elders of Snowland! They have massacred dozens of third-rate sects. It is precisely because of this that the Killer Alliance has been assigned countless pursuit missions.
However, the three elders of Xueyu are all Lingwu Realm warriors and are good at combined attacks. Therefore...for those killers who come in an endless stream, the three elders of Xueyu instead launch a counter-hunt.
Therefore, in the past few years, the three elders of the Snow Region have not died, but their cultivation has become stronger.
The three of them were filled with an icy murderous aura. The murderous aura blended into the heaven and earth. As long as there was any disturbance, they would not be able to hide it from the three elders of the Snow Region.
The cold wind rolled up the snow on the ground, and at this moment, a figure emerged silently from the wind and snow.
Their clothes were as white as snow, and their sword energy was as strong as a sword. A sword was lightly hidden in the wind and snow, and the bright sword light passed by the three people's bodies. The three people's throats were splattered with blood, and they fell to the ground softly and expired.
The sword left traces, and the white-clothed figure still blended into the snowy scene, but the blood dripping from the sword tip filled the snow petals with a strange plum blossom.
This sword cut off the vitality of the three elders of the Snow Land, and also destroyed their souls.
Even before their death, the bodies of the three elders in the snowy area were still filled with terrifying murderous aura. The figure in white was standing next to the corpse holding a sword. The murderous aura seemed to be spiritual and enveloped the figure in white.
Eventually the murderous aura dissipated, or merged into the figure in white. He raised his head, and under the snowflakes, the snowflakes gently hit this young face.
"The murderous aura is getting stronger and stronger, and the murderous intention is getting more and more concentrated!" The young man in white murmured softly.
The cold wind blew against the white clothes, and under the long hair, the strange marks were filled with a faint silver light.
This sword is the Qilin Sword, this person is Ye Chen, and Fei's mark is the mark of the Moon God.
The day Ye Chen entered the Killing Alliance was destined to be an extraordinary day. In just one day, Ye Chen took on countless fifth-level tasks.
And the people pursued in these missions are all cruel people, with countless blood stained under their swords, and they are all terrifying demons.
Ye Chen didn't even remember how many missions he had taken on. He only knew that the three elders in the snowy area were not just unworthy of one mission.
Turning around, Niu Chen looked at the three corpses and murmured softly: "Where is the next target?"
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded. A giant eagle was about to fly, flapping its huge wings and rushing towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen jumped on his feet and landed lightly on the back of the eagle. The giant eagle let out a loud neighing sound, opened its huge mouth, devoured the three corpses, and carried Ye Chen into the sky.
The giant eagle is a cloud eagle, and its flying speed is extremely fast. This cloud eagle is a beast trained by the Killing Alliance.
There is a rule in the Killing Alliance. If you complete the task without a reward, you can get the assistance of the Killing Alliance. The so-called assistance means providing information about the target.
Naturally, Ye Chen didn't care about those rewards. Therefore, Shameng sent him a Cloud Eagle. The Cloud Eagle could take Ye Chen to the target without Ye Chen having to find those targets alone.
Chen Tianxia, a second-level martial artist in Lingwu.
The Chen family is an extremely powerful family. There are several Lingwu realm warriors in the Chen family. Therefore, the Chen family has also entered the ranks of the first-class families.
Although the Chen family surrenders to the empire, its influence on the empire far exceeds that of the royal family where the empire is located.
Today is the birthday of Chen Tianxia, the head of the Chen family. The entire Chen family is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and countless guests in gorgeous robes are walking around, looking happy and happy.
Although Chen Tianxia is over 100 years old, his appearance still remains that of a middle-aged man. His eyes are slightly narrowed, and he sometimes talks to his children and grandchildren, sometimes to guests, without any airs.
Today's birthday is gradually approaching. Chen Tianxia half-squinted his eyes, stood up, pressed his hands down, and the surroundings became silent in vain.
Seeing this scene, Chen Tianxia's lips raised a smile. Although the current empire was nominally controlled by the royal family, it was actually controlled by Chen Tianxia.
Looking around, Chen Tianxia was about to say some kind words, but the space around him stopped in vain. This was a freeze in space and time.
At the same time, a brilliant sword light shot out from the void, and a sword came from the west!
The world was eclipsed in front of this sword light, and this seemingly beautiful sword light fell into Chen Tianxia's eyes and became eternity.
A sword came from the west. When the light of the sword dissipated, the falling snowflakes were dyed red by the blood splattered out. Chen Tianxia fell to the ground and died.
This scene also stopped in the depths of everyone's minds. Suddenly, exclamations sprung up all around. For a moment, the whole scene seemed extremely chaotic.
The three remaining Lingwu realm warriors of the Chen family rose into the sky one after another, looking into the void with ferocious expressions. In the void, a giant eagle emerged, its huge wings flapping, and the sharp sound of breaking wind could not be heard.
Standing on top of the giant eagle was a figure in white clothes, the clothes were as white as snow, and an inexplicable chill filled the white clothes.
"You actually killed the ancestor!" A fierce murderous aura swept over, and the auras of three spiritual martial arts warriors locked tightly on the white-clothed figure. However, they were shocked to find that they did not notice the white-clothed figure at all.
The breath of the figure.
Xue Hua couldn't figure out the face of the man, but the figure in white took a step forward.
At the moment when the white-clothed figure's footsteps fell, these three people felt as if they were in heaven and earth, facing the vast world, as if they were extremely small.
"Chen Tianxia, die!" The figure in white suddenly said, and this voice contained a majesty like the power of heaven, a majesty that towered over heaven and earth.
"Then the same goes for you, die!" The figure in white continued, and the figure in white stepped down, revealing that extremely young face. The words were calm, but they roared like thunder, and the three people took a step back.
At the same time, the figure in white's step fell, but it was like stepping on the minds of the three people, as if the world collapsed with this step.
The eyes of the three people became distracted. They could not bear the pressure. In their hearts, the figure in front of them turned into the most terrifying existence.
"Sword up!" The bright sword light flashed across the sky, and three figures fell down weakly.
The giant eagle let out a high-pitched neighing sound, opened its huge mouth, and directly devoured the three corpses together with Chen Tianxia's corpse.
The wind blew, the snow fell, and the giant eagle and the figure in white gradually disappeared in the wind and snow. Only the stunned guests were left in the audience. In just a moment, four Lingwu realm warriors died.
Chen Tianxia died. A strong man who had been famous for hundreds of years fell like this. However, Chen Tianxia was destined not to be the last one to fall. That bright sword light was still harvesting cheap lives.
The lives of ordinary people are cheap, but how can the lives of Lingwu Realm warriors be expensive? They are also extremely cheap.
This is a battlefield. The sound of killing resounds throughout the world. A fight is going on on the white snow. The blood spurting out stains the ground red and melts the snow.
Wulin, Wulin is the general of the empire. His cultivation is astonishing. He is willing to become the general of an empire with his spiritual martial arts.
The army he commanded was extremely powerful and he conquered a vast territory for the empire. He was invincible. He was called the God of War by the empire and a devil by his enemies.
No less than half a million people died in his hands, including civilians, soldiers with extremely weak cultivation, and warriors with superb cultivation. At any time, the martial arts world was always filled with shocking murderous intent.
Today, he leads his soldiers to continue to expand the territory of the empire. He is invincible. Under the iron hooves of the elite, the enemy troops are defeated and retreat one after another, while his soldiers are waving the sharp blades in their hands to harvest lives.
Wulin sat on the dragon horse and looked at everything with an indifferent expression. He knew that today, the empire had another vassal country. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his resolute face.
However, this smile froze in vain. He saw a figure in this scarlet world, dressed in white like snow, and it was dazzlingly white.
Corpses were everywhere, and the white-clothed figure was walking slowly in the midst of the war. The fighting around them had no effect on the white-clothed figure. The sputtering blood disappeared silently before it touched the figure. It was extremely strange.
Wulin Jian's eyebrows furrowed in vain, this figure gave him a feeling of heaven and earth... (To be continued