The purple palm shadow reaches the sky, covering the area within several miles.
Standing under the shadow of the purple palm, Yue Wuxie was as small as an ant.
The terrifying pressure tightly locked Yue Wuxie, the pressure of several Spirit Martial Realm warriors plus the pressure of dozens of Soul Martial Realm warriors.
Under this pressure, Yue Wuxie couldn't even move. He held the sword with difficulty, but before the sword came out, the pressure came upon him.
Zibo looked at Yue Wuxie with a gloomy expression, and did not notice the dull expressions on the faces of the unconventional sect disciples below.
"Even a mere sect that is not popular comes to annoy my Zixiao Sect. Do you really think that I, the Zixiao Sect, are easy to bully!" The purple python slapped it down with one hand, and its purple palm shadow that reached the sky crashed down.
Looking at the purple palm shadow getting closer and closer, despair surged in Yue Wuxie's eyes.
In front of the Lingwu Realm warriors, the Hunwu Realm warriors are so powerless. This is the Martial God Continent.
In Huangfeng Kingdom, Yue Wuxie can be said to be a strong person, but in this place where strong people gather, he can only be the bottom.
"It's just that this news still hasn't reached the ears of the sect leader!" Yue Wuxie's eyes burst out with a desire for survival, and he held the long sword tightly and swung it out.
The sword intention condensed, and a shadow of the sword intention emerged, swinging down to the purple palm shadow in the void.
Seeing this, the purple python snorted coldly: "You don't overestimate your own capabilities!" The cold snort reverberated like the sound of heaven and earth, and the sound wave directly shattered the shadow of Yue Wuxie's sword intention.
The cold snort containing only the rules broke Yue Wuxie's sword. Yue Wuxie stepped back again, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
The purple palm shadow fell suddenly, and ripples arose in the void. The ripples fell on Yue Wuxie's body, and Yue Wuxie's body shook wildly.
"I can't take this palm!" A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Yue Wuxie's mouth. However, at this moment, the terrifying palm shadow in front of him stopped in vain, and finally shattered.
A breeze blew, and its cold wind dispersed the purple sword energy that filled the sky. At the same time, a voice resounded in the sky: "I, a disciple of the Sword God Sect, you cannot move!"
At this moment, Zi Boang was stunned for a moment, but immediately, his body began to tremble violently and he suddenly raised his head.
This voice made him feel like he was in an ice cellar. He was very familiar with this voice. Not only was he very familiar with it, but also the disciples behind him and the disciples of the unqualified sect below were also very familiar with it.
The sound of heaven and earth echoed between heaven and earth, and a figure dressed in white and snow walked out of the void. His steps were light and silent.
But as the figure got closer and closer, everyone present felt a sense of suffocation.
The pressure on the purple python immediately disappeared, and he stared blankly at the white-clothed Shengxue figure in the void, feeling as if he was drowned by the tide.
The purple python's figure was trembling, and endless fear spread out in his heart. He had offended the Sword God Sect before, and the disciple in front of him was a disciple of the Sword God Sect, so wouldn't he have offended the Sword God Sect again?
Thinking of the previous words, Zi Bo's scalp went numb, and his indifferent eyes became distracted. Damn it, is this a bad year for our Zixiao Sect?
"He is a disciple of the Sword God Sect, so I have seriously injured a disciple of the Sword God Sect before. With his protective temperament, wouldn't our Zixiao Sect..." Zi Bo's eyes were distracted, and his mind went blank for a moment.
To this day, he still can't forget the scene when Ye Chen killed Lin Xuan, let alone Ye Chen's terrifying magical power today.
Yue Wuxie turned around and looked at the figure standing on the horizon in disbelief, her eyes filled with ecstasy.
Catching a glimpse of Yue Wuxie's gaze, Ye Chen nodded slightly. Immediately, his eyes fell on Zibo and said lightly: "Zixiao Sect, very good, very good!"
These two sentences were so good that the Zixiao Sect disciples were frightened out of their wits and their faces turned extremely pale.
The purple python's face changed in vain. He had no doubt at this moment that this evil star would kill him. Without any hesitation, the purple python turned around, abandoned the disciples behind him, and rushed directly towards Fengzong Island.
Nowadays, only the rules of Fengzong Island can save itself. This is the only life-saving straw for Purple Python.
The distance of just a few thousand meters continued to enlarge in the eyes of the purple python, and the speed accelerated, and continued to accelerate.
The Zixiao Sect disciples did not expect that their sect master would be the first to turn around and flee. Their expressions changed, and they rushed towards Fengzong Island following the Purple Python.
"If you do something, you have to suffer the consequences!" Ye Chen stepped out of the air in an instant, and his figure was like a rainbow, shooting straight towards Fengzong Island.
The roar resounded, and Ye Chen struck out with a palm, and his endless sword energy transformed into a palm shadow that covered the sky. He struck down with a palm, and those Zixiao Sect disciples who had not escaped were directly hit by this palm.
and turned into nothingness.
Several warriors at the peak of the Soul Martial Realm turned into dust in the world. Looking at this scene, Yue Wuxie immediately became stunned.
The fluctuations behind him made Zi Mang even more frightened. At this moment, Zi Mang noticed a figure standing on Feng Zong Island and exclaimed: "Brother Yu Fang, save me!"
Yu Fang, the master of the Yujian Pavilion! On that day, it was the Shenyin Sect, the Yujian Sect, and the Zixiao Sect who came forward to protect Li Kang.
Yu Fang had noticed everything happening here before, but when he saw this scene, Yu Fang's scalp felt numb when he saw the figure of Shengxue in white clothes.
However, he knew that after Lin Xuanbie, the leader of the Divine Seal Sect, was eliminated, the only ally of his Yujian Sect was the Zixiao Sect. If the Purple Python was killed, his Yujian Sect would have no allies in the future.
Thinking of this, Yu Fang suppressed the fear in his heart. Although his scalp was numb, Yu Fang still had to stand up, took a step forward, and swept hundreds of meters away.
"Master of the Sword God, this matter..." With a very respectful face, Yu Fang held a feather fan and was about to speak out. However, Ye Chen didn't care about Yu Fang's words in front of him. After Yue Wuxie came here, Ye Chen felt uneasy in his heart.
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Seeing Yu Fang blocking the front, Ye Chen raised his right hand again and pointed it as a sword. The sword energy was flowing in the fingertips, and the death energy was contained in it.
"Wind God Finger!" In an instant, Ye Chen's figure appeared directly in front of Yu Fang, and the sword finger suddenly pointed out. A monstrous coercion circulated at the fingertips, and the waves of strong wind condensed into the sword, slamming it down.
fall down.
A roar suddenly sounded, and this shocking finger directly broke through Yu Fang's body-protecting Qi. Its pressure came upon him, and terrifying strength exploded!
Bang bang! Yu Fang, who was in the Lingwu realm, was unprepared, and his body collapsed directly, and his soul was crushed in the gusts of wind.
Screams suddenly sounded, and everyone who saw this scene felt their scalps numb. This second-rate sect leader would kill him at will.
The screams behind him made the purple python tremble, but Yu Fang's death also bought him a moment of time to step into the sky above Fengzong Island.
At the same time, a figure emerged from behind the purple python. The purple python turned around, looked at the old man, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as the sect leader is here, even the master of the Sword God Sect will not dare to act recklessly on Fengzong Island. Looking at the disciples of the Zixiao Sect who are exclaiming, Zi Mang feels guilty in his heart.
"If I become a martial artist one day, I will definitely be stained with blood as the Sword God!" Suppressing the fear in his heart, the purple python was roaring in his heart.
The sword finger pointed out again, and its sword energy emerged around Ye Chen like a torrent, drowning the figures of the Zixiao Sect disciples in just an instant.
Phew! Thousands of swords piercing the heart are nothing more than this. The blood light blooms in vain in the sky, and the blooming blood lotus dyes the sky red.
Clusters of silver flames appeared out of thin air. As soon as those blood-stained figures touched the flames, they turned into the sky and spread out. If it weren't for the pungent smell of blood, who would have known that a massacre had occurred here.
It was clean and neat, from the moment it was taken to now, it only took a moment. Looking at this scene, everyone's hearts were shocked.
The clouds and mist surged, Ye Chen stood above the clouds and mist, and an elderly figure emerged in front of him.
As the sect leader, the old man looked at Ye Chen with the same complicated expression. This man's murderous intention was too shocking. However, remembering the rules of Feng Zong Island, the old man took a step forward, blocked Ye Chen's figure, and said lightly: "
Sword God Sect Leader, I won’t mind no matter how many people you kill outside Fengzong Island, but this is Fengzong Island, and you should know the rules of Fengzong Island!” After saying this, a terrifying will burst out from the old man’s body,
The will of martial arts confines an area within a few miles.
Martial arts will! Ye Chen looked indifferent, his eyes passed over the old man, fell on the purple python, and said calmly: "No one can stop the person I want to kill!"
Ye Chen's voice circled around Zi Bo's ears like the sound of heaven and earth. With just this sound, Zi Bo's body stuttered and took a few steps back.
Ye Chen raised his right hand, his sword energy flowing on his fingertips, and he gently looked forward into the void, grabbing the invisible air.
Bang bang! Just when Ye Chen made this discovery, the color of the world suddenly changed, and a terrifying force erupted directly on the purple python.
A wave of dizziness swept over him, and the Purple Python's figure fell to the sky in vain, rushing towards Ye Chen. Seeing this, the Purple Python's pupils shrank in vain, with a look of horror in its eyes.
"Senior, save me!" Purple Python exclaimed, and its figure suddenly flew away from the sky above Fengzong Island.
"Master Sword God, this is Fengzong Island, please pay attention to the rules of Fengzong Island!" the old man whispered, taking a step forward, the pressure around him became more and more terrifying.
"Luo Shen Zhi!" Ye Chen ignored the old man's words and raised his right hand again. The coldness filled the fingertips. When the fingertips touched, overwhelming pressure filled the air.
This biting chill caused some fluctuations in the old man's martial arts will. It was this fluctuation that caused the surrounding confined space to dissolve in vain.
In just a blink of an eye, a giant sword made of condensed coldness emerged, and fell on the purple python in vain. Before the sword fell, the coldness came to the body, and a layer of frost condensed on the purple python.
Bang bang! The giant sword fell, and its blood column sputtered into the sky, dyeing the sky red.
The whole world shook in vain, the void shattered, and the surging space turbulence drowned the crushed corpse and the dissipated ice sword.
Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the old man calmly and said calmly: "The rules of Fengzong Island are that killing is not allowed in Fengzong Island without taking action. This person died outside Fengzong Island, didn't he?"
After saying that, Ye Chen turned around, and the surrounding area also fell into deathly silence...