Endless darkness enveloped the young man's body. The young man shook his head and whispered: "Fudai, it's not worth it to take action for this waste!"
The young man's figure did not stop, but the sword rainbow appeared behind him. He stepped forward unhurriedly, leaping in front of the cycle of life and death. He lifted up Young Master Su with his left hand as if holding a chicken.
With a flick of his left arm, Young Master Su's body was thrown directly into the whirlpool of life and death like a sandbag. The Spiritual Emperor's domain covered a hundred feet, and its majesty of heaven and earth suppressed Young Master Su's spiritual energy, leaving him without any energy.
The power of resistance.
The terrifying tearing force pulled, no matter how much Young Master Su resisted, he could not get rid of the power of reincarnation. At this moment, Young Master Su realized that there was such a huge gap between himself and Gong Ziyu.
"Being swallowed by the whirlpool of life and death, the memory is sealed, and you are reborn in hell. Even if you want to recover your memory, it will take decades!" The smile on the corner of Young Master Su's mouth became increasingly bitter. If this continues, there is no hope of killing Young Master Yu in this life.
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Suddenly, a gleam of cold light suddenly appeared in Young Master Su's eyes. Through that cold light, Gong Ziyu saw a man in flowing white clothes behind him: "Your Majesty!"
The sword light suddenly appeared, and at this moment, the young man turned around, the feather fan in his hand disappeared quietly, and blocked the sword light with his right hand.
Bang! Bloody light suddenly appeared, and the Qilin Sword penetrated the young man's hand bones, and the sword force was stopped. The young man used the injury on his right hand to neutralize Ye Shaohan's sword.
A drop of bright red blood seeped out from the void, then fell into the wind and snow, dyeing the flying snowflakes red.
Ye Shaohan's expression changed slightly, and he grabbed forward with his left hand, trying to pass by the young man and catch the young master Su in the whirlpool of life and death.
However, the young man's spiritual emperor realm exploded at this moment. The young man's blood-stained hands tightly held the Qilin Sword and the pressure of heaven and earth gathered together to block Ye Shaohan for a moment. This moment was enough to change
Instead, a smile appeared on the corner of Young Master Su's lips. He knew that the Lord could use his sword on Young Master Yu, which meant that the Lord truly recognized him and considered him one of his own, not just a simple sword slave.
"Even if my memory is sealed and I am reborn in hell, when my memory awakens, I will become your sword slave again, Lord!" The whirlpool of life and death completely swallowed up the figure of Young Master Su, and his aura was completely in this sword.
Disappeared in the tomb.
Seeing this, the young man burst into laughter, with a hint of fear in his smile, "Young Master Su, just live in hell and come back to me when you are strong enough!"
"Fudai, you are the prince's prey. It would be bad if I hurt you!" The young man smiled faintly, retracted his right hand, and separated from the Qilin Sword. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the bones of his hand were clearly visible.
The moment the wind blew, the young man's figure gradually blurred like snowflakes until it dissipated. In an instant, the young man's figure appeared in the void again, standing beside the prince with a quiet expression, without any trace of momentum on his body.
They are completely different from before.
"Spiritual Emperor's Domain!" Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and walked towards the whirlpool of life and death, without fear of the power of life and death.
"Alas!" Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. Young Master Su had been completely swallowed up by the whirlpool of life and death and was irreversible. "Young Master Su, is this the person you want me to kill?"
"Sent to reincarnation, you can still cut off that strand of love. Compared with before, you have become more like a human being, rather than a sword!" The prince glanced at Gong Ziyu, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile that was not a smile.
Hearing this, the young man, Gong Ziyu, did not explain anything, but just smiled lightly. He knew that his tricks could not be hidden from the prince, but he did not want to cover up his actions.
"Although a ruthless sword is terrifying, a sentimental sword is even more terrifying!" The prince shook his head and glanced at Ye Shaohan with a calm gaze: "Fudai, can you accompany me to finish the unfinished chess game?"
As the prince finished speaking, the heaven and earth trembled in vain, and the gray sky became extremely gloomy.
Under the dim sky, pieces of snowflakes filled with white light danced out. At the same time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed in the void, forming a chess game of heaven and earth, with black and white stones crisscrossing. Just a simple chess game brought people a sense of wonder.
A feeling of great momentum.
The intertwined chess pieces have a will flowing through them.
Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and looked at the world that had turned into ice and snow with a somewhat solemn expression. The snowflakes were flying, appearing at the end of the world and disappearing at the end of the sea.
The prince sat curled up, looking at the chess pieces in front of him with an indifferent expression, saying nothing.
"Field!" Fire Qilin whispered, holding the falling blood red with his right hand, and his body shook slightly. Each snowflake contained a coercion of heaven and earth, which was extremely terrifying.
Endless darkness gushes out like a tide, covering the vast void. Snowflakes fly past and melt silently into the darkness.
"In the realm of ten thousand feet, this guy is really not that powerful!" Huo Qilin said secretly. The realm of the ordinary Spirit Emperor realm only covers a few hundred feet of void. How can it be like this guy, who is ten thousand feet of void.
The coverage of this domain also indirectly expresses the strength of the warrior. Now, the injury on Fire Qilin's soul has not recovered, and the coverage of its domain is only more than eighty feet.
Bang! Ye Shaohan glanced around, came out with his sword, walked to the chessboard, slightly bent his legs, and sat cross-legged in the void.
In the endless darkness, a majestic chessboard of heaven and earth emerged above it.
The snowflakes fell, covering the entire chessboard, and the aura of heaven and earth condensed into lines, crisscrossing each other.
Coming out of the air, Ye Shaohan sat down casually, his eyes falling on the chessboard, and he said calmly: "The final chess game!"
With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Shaohan could sense the terrifying oppression around him. He knew that he and others were already in the prince's territory.
A mysterious realm like a dead city. Today, there are only two outcomes: falling into this realm or walking out of this realm.
The sword energy circulated on Ye Shaohan's fingertips, forming a sunspot.
Ye Shaohan pointed his sword, and his sunspots whizzed down. In an instant, the entire chess game collapsed.
"It's a pity that I have no intention to play chess, but I have the intention to kill!" The chessboard filled with majestic momentum shattered like a mirror, and the fragments flew, and a beautiful sword light emerged.
This beautiful sword light made the world even more pale, and even the flying snow flakes were stained with a layer of ink color.
The world stood still at this moment, and the light of the sword suddenly appeared in the prince's eyes without any warning!
The prince looked at the sword with an indifferent expression. No matter how he looked, his figure was like an eternal mountain. Nothing could shake his figure. The invincible mountain, not even the most beautiful sword light in front of him.
in this way.
"What a pity, this may be destined to be an unfinished chess game!" The prince whispered and sighed. This sigh was not loud, but it echoed in the nine heavens.
Anyone can hear the helplessness and regret in this sigh.
At the same time, a terrifying coercion emerged from the void.
Most of the warriors could not bear the pressure and drew their swords one after another. Zhang Ming, Fatty and others also looked solemn, and the wildly dancing snowflakes around them were like sharp swords, blocking their way.
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The extremely beautiful sword light appeared and disappeared in an instant. Two slender and white fingers clamped on the tip of the Qilin Sword, gently stopped the Qilin Sword, and also melted away this terrifying sword.
The dancing white clothes were floating in the air, Ye Shaohan looked at the prince who was so close with a calm expression. He was too strong.
The power of the body and three strands of the Moon God's will are integrated into this sword. One sword can overwhelm the world, but it cannot overwhelm this person's sword finger.
Turning his right hand over, the Qilin Sword in Ye Shaohan's hand trembled slightly and fluttered away from the prince's sword tip. At the same time, Ye Shaohan's figure also fell backwards like the fluttering snowflakes.
"It's a very beautiful sword. Only you, the fifth generation, can make the murderous sword so beautiful?" An evil smile rose at the corner of the prince's mouth. The prince slowly stood up. As he stood up,
Everyone present felt a majestic trend gathering around him. This majestic trend made people feel as if they were facing a mountain, and they seemed extremely small.
The prince's sword finger quietly landed in the void, and the snowflakes dancing in the sky made a slight trembling sound.
At this moment, everyone's whole body trembled slightly, and they looked at the flying snow around them with a somewhat solemn expression. The white snowflakes already carried a sense of solemnity.
Like the breeze, Ye Shaohan's figure seemed extremely light. The moment he exited Baizhang, bursts of light trembling sounds filled his ears, and the surrounding snowflakes began to spin crazily as if they were wailing.
As the snow flakes entered his eyes, Ye Shaohan's entire body tensed up completely, and the majestic Moon God's will surged out like a tide, filling the surrounding void.
But this terrifying Will of the Moon God could not stop the wildly dancing snowflakes. The snowflakes silently passed over the flowing Will of the Moon God and landed lightly on Ye Shaohan.
As the snow fell, a vast ocean-like force burst out, and at the same time the pressure of heaven and earth concentrated on Ye Shaohan. At the moment of the impact, Ye Shaohan could hear a crisp sound, which was the sound of broken bones.
Kacha! Ye Shaohan's figure was like a kite with broken strings, flying upside down from a distance, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
The moment the blood dripped, Ye Shaohan's eyes were already full of fear: "My body can't withstand the force of this blow!"
Suppressing the tumbling blood energy, endless strong wind emerged around Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan stepped back, and the strong wind condensed into phantoms. The phantoms filled the sky, and the illusion was indistinguishable.
The falling snowflakes streaked across the shadow, and the snowflakes and the shadow were extinguished at the same time.
"Transform into the wind!" Ye Shaohan's voice was slightly low, and the shadow condensed into a hundred-foot green dragon shadow with the power of destroying the world. With a flick of its giant tail, the green dragon shadow roared out and went straight towards the prince.
"Wind belongs to the magical power, but this is my domain, Fifth Generation!" The prince chuckled, and the flying snowflakes made ripples, bringing a chill.