ps: The third update has been completed, it has been seven days! But the results are becoming more and more helpless, inversely proportional to the update...
The sharp sword cry resounded, and the bright sword light flashed across the sky.
But in the next moment, the bright sword light dissipated in vain, and two slender fingers emerged, clamping the tip of the sword.
The sound of the sword disappeared in vain, and Ye Chen's figure emerged. The middle finger and index finger of his left hand clamped Master Su's sword, and the index finger gently flicked the sword.
This finger contained the terrifying will of the Moon God, and its sharp explosion sounded, and one finger immediately shattered the martial arts will of Young Master Su Jian.
In an instant, Young Master Su felt a huge shock from the tiger's mouth, and the sword seemed to be hit by a big mountain. Its majestic force exploded, and a wet feeling spread in the palm of his hand.
But at this moment, Ye Chen's hanging Qilin sword stabbed out lightly, and the cold tip of the sword came to rest on Young Master Su's neck.
This sword is still light and airy, but it is very fast, at least few people on the scene can catch its trajectory.
The shadow of the sword dissipated, and the surroundings became silent. With long hair flying, Ye Chen still looked at Young Master Su in front of him calmly. Without the will of the Moon God, he might not be able to break Young Master Su's sword so easily.
But no, there was only the reality in front of him. In the eyes of Young Master Su, Ye Chen could not see any shock or decadence, but only water-like indifference, "You have failed!"
Ye Chen's voice was very soft, like the blowing cold wind, floating in the sky and falling into the ears of Young Master Su.
Hearing this, Young Master Su smiled slightly, looked at the Qilin Sword resting on his neck with an indifferent expression, and whispered: "This is a good sword!"
"It is indeed a good sword!" Ye Chen said lightly, sheathing the sword, the tip of the sword slashed through the air, making a whistling sound.
Taking a step back, Young Master Su held his sword and saluted Ye Chen, "Young Master Su has met the Lord!"
When a proud person meets an even more proud person, his pride can only be trampled on, but this sentence cannot be reflected in Young Master Su.
Young Master Su's eyes were still the same as before, and the pride that was embedded in his bones had never changed. Even if he said these words, his words and deeds still reflected the unique arrogance of your noble Lord.
His sword skills were still so perfect and impeccable. Although Young Master Su was defeated, no one dared to underestimate Young Master Su and his Young Master Sword.
But everyone was still shocked because of what Young Master Su said, "Young Master Su has met the Lord!"
The dignified young master actually became a sword slave. This undoubtedly dropped a huge boulder into the calm lake. After a few breaths, the surrounding area boiled in vain.
His ears were filled with noise, Lin Dao's mouth was filled with bitterness, and his eyes fell on the two figures in the void, "If this news spreads to the Eight Cold Hells, how much excitement will it cause?"
"The dignified young master actually became a sword slave!" Holding the giant sword, Lu Qing also shook his head, "I don't know whether I should be happy or mourn for him!"
Compared with their status, Lin Dao and Lu Qing had to admit that they were not as good as Young Master Su.
The expressions of the guards who came with Young Master Su changed, but they did not speak out to dissuade him, because they knew that Young Master was proud, and proud people would never break their promises, and they would spend their entire lives fulfilling their words.
Therefore, these guards did not dissuade Young Master Su, but just sighed slightly.
When he said these words, Master Su's expression was still calm. Ye Chen's eyes were equally calm. Holding the sword, Ye Chen took a few steps forward and landed directly on the stone sword. The wind blew the petals around him.
, the petals fell to the ground again like snowflakes.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ye Chen's gaze no longer fell on Young Master Su. Flashing thunder appeared again in his palm. The thunder flowed like water in his palm, and finally transformed into a blooming snow lotus.
At this moment, the noise around him gradually dissipated in vain. It had only been a few days. These warriors who came from all corners of the Lonely Hell all knew a habit of the Blood Hell Emperor. He hated noise. If he made a noise here, it would inevitably cause the blood flow.
The boredom of the Prison Emperor.
The victory was decided, and the people watching had no reason to stay any longer, so they dispersed one after another. But when they left, they all looked at Young Master Su and sighed slightly, the proud man of heaven has become a sword slave.
There is a huge contrast between the status of a young master and that of a sword slave.
The world fell silent again, and thunder swam and hissed. In the palm of Ye Chen's hand, the snow lotus transformed by the thunder seemed to have spirituality, blooming with endless vitality. However, the mountain wind blew, and the snow lotus gradually withered.
When he came down, a sense of death permeated the air.
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers! The withered snow lotus turned into the swimming thunder again, and it started again and again, and Ye Chen was immersed in it.
On the one hand, Ye Chen is comprehending the rules of thunder, and on the other hand, Ye Chen is applying the rules of life and death.
Young Master Su was still standing in the void, his eyes fell on the snow lotus in Ye Chen's hand, "It's so beautiful, even the most violent thunder in the world can still bloom with endless tenderness!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and glanced meaningfully at Young Master Su, but said nothing.
Holding the sword, Young Master Su gracefully bowed to Ye Chen, "My lord, Young Master Su has something to ask of me!"
The wind blew by, but Ye Chen still half-closed his eyes and ignored Young Master Su. Young Master Su didn't take it seriously and continued: "Young Master Su wants to ask the Lord to kill someone for me!"
"Gongzi Yu!" When he said these words, Young Master Su's expression was still so indifferent, but Lin Dao and others were full of surprise. This Young Master Yu is the eldest son of Bahan City, and is also Young Master Su's eldest brother.
Ye Chen did not ask Young Master Su why he wanted to kill his eldest brother, but directly refused: "Why should I help you kill someone!"
"Don't forget your identity, you are my sword slave!" Ye Chen's tone is still so calm and gentle. No matter who you are, no matter how noble your status was before, as long as you become a sword slave, everything will be the same as before.
It doesn't matter.
In the past few days, some people have failed in their challenge and found it difficult to accept their identity as sword slaves. They betrayed their trust and left. However, they never set foot in the Blood Prison again, but instead became white bones under the Blood Fiend Peak.
"My lord is comprehending the rules of thunder, so my lord is going to evolve the magical power of thunder!" Young Master Su said calmly. Although he was rejected in person, there was no change in his face.
Click! Young Master Su raised his left hand, and a ray of light flashed from the ring on his left finger. A group of purple light filled the palm of his hand. Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, Ye Chen could feel it.
The terrifying power contained in the purple light is enough to destroy the world and destroy some. Raising his left hand, Young Master Su looked at the light in the palm of his hand, and there was a little fear in his eyes, "My lord, there is no reason to replace him."
I kill people, but I have what the Lord needs!"
Crack! Thunderous sounds echoed in the palm of Young Master's hand. Within the purple light was a swimming thunder, and the purple light was constantly vibrating.
"This thing is the thunder of hell!" Young Master Su said lightly. The true energy in his body circulated and surged toward the palm of his hand, turning into an invisible energy that enveloped the purple light, and the purple light no longer vibrated.
"Hell's Thunder!" Lin Dao took a few breaths and suddenly forgot to wave the feather fan in his hand. His eyes were like lightning, looking straight at the purple light, "According to legend, Hell's Thunder was the first thunder when Hell was formed.
It was the thunder of hell that evolved into the thunder of heaven and earth today. Decades ago, Lord Bahan encountered the thunder of hell and imprisoned it. It is said that the thunder of hell contains the rules of thunder!"
Raising his head, Ye Chen's eyes showed a rare trace of astonishment. In the swimming thunder, he felt an extremely terrifying power. Compared with other thunders, this thunder was more terrifying and even had spirituality.
Ye Chen knew that his control over the rules of thunder had reached a bottleneck. What he needed now was an opportunity to break through, and this opportunity was the thunder of hell in the hands of Young Master Su.
It was not difficult for Ye Chen to kill Young Master Su in person, but he knew that Young Master Su could take out the Thunder of Hell in person, so he would not be afraid of Ye Chen killing people and taking possessions, so he must be fully prepared.
Therefore, Ye Chen did not say any nonsense. Ye Chen said directly: "This thing belongs to me, and I will kill that person for you!"
Hearing this, the corner of Young Master Su's mouth showed a smile for the first time. He took a few steps and the purple light in his hand floated out and landed directly in front of Ye Chen.
Raising his right hand, Ye Chen directly grabbed the purple light. In the light, he saw a swimming thunder, which was filled with vicissitudes of life.
The thunder immediately became violent, striking the purple light crazily. The purple light seemed to be a kind of imprisonment, tightly imprisoning the thunder in it. However, under the impact of the thunder, the purple light became more and more intense.
The darker.
"This purple light is the confinement arranged by my father. But when I took this thunder of hell away from Bahan City, the power of this confinement continued to dissipate. If this thunder of hell is allowed to impact, then this
The confinement will collapse sooner or later!" Young Master Su said lightly. The thunder of hell fell into his hands, and he also tried to understand the rules of thunder. However, although his qualifications are evil, he can only understand the origin and condense the origin of thunder.
Hearing this, Ye Chen looked at Young Master Su meaningfully. Is this considered the second test? Ye Chen knew that Young Master Su's challenge to him was just to test his own strength, and the same was true for this Hell's Thunder.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, the sword energy emerged from Ye Chen's palm, turning into a virtual shadow of a giant sword, and struck directly towards the purple light.
"He actually?" For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on Young Master Su's face. The shadow of the giant sword fell, and the originally dim purple light immediately shattered.
In an instant, its roar spread out from the top of the Blood Fiend Peak, and an extremely violent aura also filled the air.
An area of hundreds of feet in radius was enveloped by this extremely violent aura. The warriors were shocked and their faces turned pale. Under this pressure, the flow of true energy in their bodies became slower and slower, or even stopped.
An extremely purple thunder appeared in Ye Chen's eyes. Without the so-called confinement, the thunder turned into a stream of light and shot towards the sky.
However, a huge palm shadow blocked it. Ye Chen raised his right hand, and his endless sword energy transformed into a huge palm shadow, holding the thunder in his hand.
"I control all the thunders in the world, all the miles in the world, gather together!" Ye Chen pointed his left hand together as a sword, and the sword fingers were like thunder, falling in the void. In an instant, its roar echoed across the nine heavens, endless
Thunder came from all directions.
In just a few breaths, Ye Chen's surroundings became a sea of thunder. Thousands of thunders roared together, and Ye Chen stood in the middle. Beside the stone sword, whether it was Young Master Su's guards or Lin Dao and others, they all retreated.
He looked at the thunder that emerged from the void with a horrified expression. Even Young Master Su looked at the swimming thunder with a solemn expression, "This is not a magical power, but it can gather all the thunder in the world. How is it possible?"
Ye Chen raised his right hand, and the thousands of thunderbolts merged into the sky-reaching palm shadow. For a moment, the palm shadow expanded again, as if covering the sky.
"So what about the thunder of hell? I will suppress the pressure of the winged fire god with the thunder of heaven and earth!" Ye Chen's right hand suddenly fell, and the palm shadow carried the force of thunder and swung down... (To be continued)