The pungent smell of blood filled the air. Ye Shaohan shook his right hand, drew out the Qilin Sword, and retreated like lightning.
Every time Ye Shaohan took a step back, pillars of blood sprayed out from his body, falling from the sky like a curtain of rain, and blood lotuses bloomed.
The snow buried the blood lotuses, and the snow gradually turned blood red.
Covered in blood, Ye Shaohan's face was extremely pale. Despite this, Ye Shaohan's hand holding the sword became more firm, "I haven't felt this way for a long time, the breath of death!"
Snow is not snow, but the condensed form of the rules of heaven and earth controlled by the prince.
Every piece of snow was stronger than a sword, and the dense snowflakes formed a storm, hitting Ye Shaohan directly.
Thousands of snowflakes streaked across Ye Shaohan's body, and heart-breaking pain swept over him, not only for his body, but also for his soul. Ye Shaohan's breath became weaker and weaker.
Ye Shaohan's eyes became calmer and calmer. He did not try to escape, but accepted the baptism of these thousands of snowflakes, and the splash of blood dyed his eyes red.
Sensing Ye Shaohan's weakening aura, both Huo Qilin and Zhang Ming and others roared out, their will surged, and their attacks became more and more fierce, completely looking like a fight to the death.
Gong Ziyu's face changed slightly, and he took several steps in succession to avoid the attacks of several unicorn shadows. His feather fan spread out, and thousands of bird shadows swept out: "Supernatural Thousand Birds!"
"As expected of the third-generation Fire Qilin, even if his soul is severely damaged, his strength can also hit me hard!" Gongziyu's figure blended into the shadows of thousands of birds. He could not defeat the Fire Qilin, but it was still possible to hold him back for a moment.
The petals are all over the sky, and no matter how sad Zhang Ming's sword is, it can't affect the dancing snowflakes all over the sky.
The torrent of will around them was like a natural barrier, blocking the steps of Zhang Ming and others.
"Fudai, have you ever heard the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground? When blood falls to the ground, it arouses the murderous intention of the old man, but when snowflakes fall to the ground, what flows out is the brilliance of life!"
"I hope that at the moment of your death, I can listen to the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground!" The prince's voice gradually became gentler, and the wildly dancing snowflakes also lost their chilling meaning and became extremely gentle.
The murderous intention hidden under the gentleness was even more terrifying. The prince came walking on the snow, and his figure became more and more clear in the storm, approaching Ye Shaohan.
The killing mark faintly circulated between Ye Shaohan's eyebrows. Ye Shaohan was suffering from inhuman pain. He was waiting for an opportunity to reverse the situation.
In the endless darkness, with the snowflakes flying, the prince's figure still appeared in front of Ye Shaohan. At an extremely fast speed, he raised his slender sword finger and aimed directly at Ye Shaohan's throat.
Before the sword finger fell, the snowflakes on his fingertips arrived first. Blood splattered on Ye Shaohan's neck, and his throat was almost cut open.
The hot blood spread in Ye Shaohan's mouth, with a bitter taste.
"The body of killing!" Ye Shaohan whispered, endless murderous intent burst out from his body like a violent storm, and the killing mark replaced the Moon God mark at the center of his eyebrows.
With white hair and black robes, the body of Killing emerged, and the overwhelming murderous intent was concentrated on the body of Killing.
The rules of killing in heaven and earth, this killing rule can kill the sky and destroy the earth.
And at this moment, Ye Shaohan ignored the pressure of heaven and earth coming from all around and took a step forward. His body shape completely overlapped with the killing body.
At the strongest moment, the aura on Ye Shaohan's body surged again, the void shook in vain, and the two auras of life and death between heaven and earth became extremely violent. Their balance was immediately interrupted, forming an extremely terrifying vortex of life and death, which circled in the nine heavens.
superior.
Under the whirlpool, Ye Shaohan's eyes were extremely red, and a crisp sword chant even sounded in his body. Nine strands of will condensed and merged into the body of killing. Ye Shaohan raised his sword again, and it was still the same sword as before, one sword that conquered the city!
"It's still this sword!" The prince chuckled, the sword finger whizzed towards him, his will swirling around like running water.
The whole world is like ink, like a picture scroll, and Ye Shaohan's hand is the hand holding the pen, and the sword is the pen. As the pen tip is swung, a striking blood red suddenly appears, just like the red dripping from the pen tip, dripping into the darkness
, gradually emerged.
The sword light brought out a bright bloody light, but the prince's figure stopped in vain. His sword finger could no longer block this beautiful sword, and he was already overwhelmed by it.
Blood beads were flowing on the fingertips, and the prince's indifferent eyes were filled with waves: "Fudai, you are indeed the most unexpected chess piece!"
"The magical power of killing is no worse than that guy's pride!" The prince whispered, raising his right hand and stretching it.
"Who plays the chess game of the common people, and who steps on the road of heaven and earth!" The prince suddenly roared out, and the surrounding snowflakes fluttered up. The heaven and earth roared, and a will crazily descended, imprisoning the vast void, and the Spirit Emperor
The domain was completely operational at this moment, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was condensed into thin lines. If this scene was seen from the nine heavens, in the vast void, the thin lines formed by the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth were intertwined.
, forming a huge chessboard.
The wildly dancing snowflakes condensed into white stones. On the white stones, the will flowed, and the surrounding space even shattered.
The moment the chessboard of heaven and earth appeared, an unprecedented coercion roared over the nine heavens.
In an instant, the martial arts will in the vast void immediately collapsed. The various Spirit Emperor realms raised their heads and looked at the void in horror. Although the spiritual energy in their bodies was still flowing, their bodies involuntarily bent downwards.
"This is the strength of the prince, cough!" Luo Rui coughed out and looked into the void with a complicated expression, "But, fifth generation, can you stop the real prince?"
Densely packed snowflakes, hundreds of thousands of white seeds, millions of white seeds, whizzing down.
Millions of white particles are filling the sky with this overwhelming pressure. Together, they are enough to destroy an entire world.
And as the prince slapped his palm down, the thousands of white particles turned into a stream of light and shot straight towards Ye Shaohan, suppressing Ye Shaohan's sword and erasing the bright sword light.
This is almost hundreds of martial arts will bursting out at the same time, which is unstoppable.
"Damn it, this guy is still hiding his strength!" Fire Qilin roared out. He knew that Ye Shaohan, who had gathered the will of the nine moon gods and merged with the killing body, had the strength to kill the Ling Emperor at the second level.
But facing such a terrifying impact, even if Ye Shaohan's body was extremely frightened, he still couldn't bear it.
"I said, this is a battle between the Crown Prince and the Fifth Generation, no one can interfere!" Gong Ziyu chuckled, thousands of bird shadows neighed, and the sound waves penetrated several unicorn shadows, even if this guy was seriously injured
We must also hold back the Fire Qilin.
Millions of chess pieces covered the entire void and came with a roar. Ye Shaohan's figure stopped and could no longer move. The pressure from all around imprisoned him.
Crack! The sound of broken bones echoed in Ye Shaohan's body. His flesh and blood had cracked, and his flesh and blood were clear, like a porcelain doll full of cracks, and his whole body was stained with blood.
Facing the roaring Bai Zi, Ye Shaohan roared out, he must not fall again, he must not die, even if the gap between the two is huge, he must resist,
The mark of the Moon God circulated in the center of Ye Shaohan's eyebrows. The three strands of the Moon God's will were driven to the extreme by Ye Shaohan. Carrying Ye Shaohan's murderous intention, Ye Shaohan punched into the void. The bombardment of this punch was earth-shattering, causing a roar from the front.
The white child suddenly collapsed.
But facing the overwhelming chess pieces, Ye Shaohan's punch seemed a bit insignificant.
One punch after another, bringing up afterimages, Ye Shaohan roared, he was unwilling to give in, he has practiced so far, he has killed the Spirit Emperor realm, and even the strong ones in the realm, he is unwilling to die here, because in this world
There is something he misses.
From one punch to a hundred punches, each punch contained the power of Ye Shaohan's body. Looking at Ye Shaohan who looked like a trapped beast fighting, the prince said indifferently: "The Five Generations are over!"
"After all, you are not in the Spiritual Emperor realm. Even if you can use martial arts will, the will of the Moon God is not yours after all!" The prince stepped forward, and millions of snowflakes circled away.
And at this moment, a deep voice sounded over the dead city: "I have said this to him before!"
"However, Prince, you cannot touch the fate of the fifth generation!" A terrifying will burst out, and this will suddenly tore a crack in the Prince's Spiritual Emperor Domain.
The flying snowflakes stood still in the void, and a slender figure came through the air, with its military uniform fluttering.
Several extremely powerful sword lights surged from behind, and several monstrous wills rolled out.
Ding! A clear sword chant sounded, and a sword energy visible to the naked eye expanded, tearing up a crack.
After this crack emerged, the prince's domain was no longer flawless.
Bang! One step was missed, and the roar seemed to resound in everyone's ears, deafening.
Space ripples echoed in the cracks, and several powerful auras filled the air.
Almost at the same time, everyone's eyes turned toward the ripples in space. In the flash of sword light, a slender figure emerged.
Walking out slowly, with a calm expression on his face, the man raised his head, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and his star-like eyes looked down, meeting the prince's gaze.
"You still took action!" the prince whispered, with a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth: "You have always been unwilling to become a pawn!"
When they saw that person, Zhang Ming and others were shocked in their hearts: "The proud son of the God of War!"
"Among the three legends, only the proud man has no murderous intention towards me!" Zhang Ming remembered Ye Shaohan's words, but now that the proud man has appeared, is he going to interfere in this matter?
The chess pieces made of snowflakes stopped in the void, and a wave of domain fluctuations spread around. This is the domain of the proud man.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Ye Shaohan swung his fist out again, crushing the flying white pieces.