The moment the thunder spread, Zhang Ming and others retreated one after another, but their martial arts will still locked Murong Yu tightly.
"How did this guy realize such a terrifying magical power!" Fatty Xiao's expression changed slightly. Now he is a Spirit Emperor realm warrior, but facing those hundreds of thousands of thunderbolts, he also felt a wave of heart palpitations.
"His strength is not just that, this is not all his strength!" Zhang Ming said lightly, his empty eyes staring at the scene in the void.
"Not with all your strength?" A playful smile appeared on Fatty Xiao's lips. With Ye Shaohan's current strength, those old guys in the Jade Emperor Palace should also shut up. Fatty Xiao was looking forward to the look on those people's faces.
The scene of hundreds of thousands of thunder crashing down was extremely spectacular, and this scene lasted for dozens of breaths.
Tens of breaths later, under the gaze of countless eyes, the thunder reverberating in the sky retreated towards the surroundings, and a hazy figure gradually emerged from the thunder pool.
Endless sword energy stirred in the void within a few feet, and the surrounding turbulence was shattered before it could reach. Murong Yu's figure appeared in everyone's sight again. After being baptized by hundreds of thousands of thunders, Murong Yu had no injuries on his body.
Even his robes were wrinkle-free. Even so, Murong Yu coughed slightly, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and said lightly: "It's a very good magical power, if it weren't for my domain-transformation part."
If the power is enough, then this magical power is enough to severely damage me!"
"However, just relying on this magical power to kill me is far from enough!" The black dragon under his feet had been shattered, but a sword lotus appeared at Murong Yu's feet again. Murong Yu waved his sleeves and dispersed the thunder around him.
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Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled indifferently and said slowly: "Although it didn't seriously hurt you, it made your injury worse, didn't it?"
Murong Yu was able to accept hundreds of thousands of thunderbolts so easily, but he also paid a certain price. Originally, most of Murong Yu's spiritual energy was used to suppress the injuries on his soul, but when he used all his strength to deal with Ye Shaohan's thunderous magical power, the damage to his soul was
The injury began to worsen.
Ye Shaohan's eyes were so vicious. How could he not see this?
Hearing this, Murong Yu's expression changed slightly, but his heart was filled with excitement. This little guy's vision was much more sinister than those of Xuan Wuye.
But at this moment, a chill surged into Murong Yu's heart. Murong Yu's eyes changed slightly, and his figure immediately took a few steps back.
Bang! A figure in white arrived in an instant, its bright sword light appeared through the air, and appeared where Murong Yu was standing before. It was Ye Shaohan.
"Fifth Generation, have you reached your limit? Will the reincarnation of life and death be the next step?" Murong Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the little guy in front of him has not yet broken through to the Spiritual Emperor realm, otherwise he might really fall here today.
"Reincarnation of life and death?" Ye Shaohan shook his head, his eyes fell on the Qilin sword, and dozens of feet of sword energy immediately emerged from the Qilin sword, "The magical power of reincarnation of life and death can't do anything to you!"
"In that case, Wudai, just go ahead and capture him!" A majestic situation broke out on Murong Yu. Murong Yu said solemnly. When several elders of the Sword Temple fell into the hands of Xianxu and others, Murong Yu realized the seriousness of the situation.
Changes, dealing with more than a dozen Spirit Emperors in his current severely damaged state is also a burden for him, but after removing the fifth generation first, the rest can be defeated individually.
Murong Yu really had murderous intentions. Even if his soul injury worsened, he would quickly kill Ye Shaohan.
"Capture him without mercy?" Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly, looked dimly at the blood-red void rendered by the flames, and murmured: "I am not the one who died, it is you!"
"Murong Yu, have you ever heard of such a sentence?" Ye Shaohan said calmly: "For thousands of years, foreign enemies have been rampant, driving straight down, sweeping away the God of War. Foreigners have done cruel things to the people, and great evil has been forced from heaven. Generation by generation.
The Moon God established the Sword God. The Sword God raised his sails and was invincible. Wherever the sword pointed, foreign enemies were slain. For generations, the Moon God led the guard and attacked the foreign enemies on the battlefield outside the territory, slaying millions of foreign enemies!"
"Anyone who openly offends the God of War will be punished no matter how far away he is! It was an era full of legends, like an epic, wasn't it?" Ye Shaohan smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his laughter: "The ambition of a strong man is not a square one.
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"I have never understood your three major palaces, and I also don't understand the Jade Emperor Palace. Why are my eyes limited to the Martial God Continent which is just a radius!"
"Perhaps this is caused by human nature/desire, and the contradictions of human nature, but I don't need to understand your actions!"
"The only thing I know is that murderers will always be killed. If you want to kill me, what reason do I have to let this threat continue to exist!" The moment Ye Shaohan finished his words, a monstrous murderous intention fell on Ye Shaohan.
diffuse out.
A killing mark loomed between his eyebrows, and a biting chill reverberated.
A killing mark appeared between Ye Shaohan's eyebrows, and overwhelming murderous intent surged out of his dark eyes.
Endless killing energy surrounded Ye Shaohan. In just a moment, Ye Shaohan's entire temperament changed.
Previously, if Ye Shaohan was an indifferent and ruthless Tiandao, now he is a murderous god full of killing.
His glance could shock the heavens, and his words could destroy the earth. The aura on Ye Shaohan's body surged, and this surge of aura barely reached the level that made Murong Yu afraid.
"Killing Rules, this guy must have evolved the magical power of killing!" Murong Yu looked extremely solemn. Compared with the Thunder Rules, this Killing Rules is more terrifying. Murong Yu has been practicing for nearly a hundred years and has seen various rules, but he can
There are only a handful of people who understand the rules of killing. Among the people Murong Yu has ever met, there is only one person who understands the rules of killing, the proud son of the God of War.
"Today, you must die!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, holding the Qilin Sword in his hand, and took a step forward unhurriedly.
One step failed, and Ye Shaohan's figure disappeared silently into the void.
Endless murderous intent surged out like a tide, and in an instant, the void within a radius of several thousand feet was shrouded in this bone-chilling murderous intent.
The murderous intent was piercing the bones, and the churning flames were extinguished one after another.
Anyone could feel Ye Shaohan's murderous intention towards Murong Yu, especially Fatty Xiao, who felt it the most deeply, and the amusement in his eyes became stronger. He knew that when Ye Shaohan made up his mind to kill someone, that person would definitely die.
"Back then, this guy only realized the magical power of reincarnation and could choose the Holy Son, let alone now!" Fatty Xiao muttered, still wearing a harmless smile on his lips.
In the void, Murong Yu saw Ye Shaohan's figure disappearing in vain, and his heart sank slightly. His powerful soul power swept out, filling the Spirit Emperor's domain. Even so, he still could not feel Ye Shaohan's aura.
No, he should have felt it, but Murong Yu couldn't tell where Ye Shaohan was.
The biting murderous intent all around was Ye Shaohan's aura. The only thing Murong Yu could be sure of was that where Ye Shaohan appeared the next moment, it must be in front of him.
Suddenly, Murong Yu's feet stepped on the void, and his body turned into a rainbow and jumped forward. At the same time, he turned around and suddenly swung his sword forward.
A bright sword light appeared through the air, and the sharp sword energy was wrapped around the side. The sword light fell, and an explosion of gold and iron clashed.
Ding! It was extremely crisp, and the remaining energy stirred up faint space ripples. Among the space ripples, a figure emerged, with white hair like frost, and a chilling look permeated in the black robe.
The moment he saw this figure, Murong Yu's retreating figure suddenly froze, a look of horror appeared in his eyes, he turned around hastily, the sword energy in his left hand was entangled, and his will condensed, turning into swords.
Shadows pierce through.
The sweeping sword shadow spread out, but when it spread to a certain place, endless thunder and glaciers spread out and shattered it.
At the same time, a figure in white appeared silently in front of Murong Yu. Thunder flashed, flames filled the air, and the rules of killing flowed on a fist. This fist was punched out, shattering the sword shadow that penetrated like a broken bamboo, but it was ruthless.
He blasted out fiercely, scattering the sword energy surrounding Murong Yu, and his fist landed heavily on Murong Yu's chest.
Bang! A punch hit hard, and the sound of broken bones came out. The corners of Murong Yuqi's mouth twitched, and his face turned pale.
Incorporating the rules of thunder, fire, and killing, as well as Ye Shaohan's physical power, the power of Ye Shaohan's punch was beyond what Murong Yu could have imagined.
Zhang Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He had seen the horror of Ye Shaohan's body. He must have felt uncomfortable after receiving this punch.
Young Master Su and others also twitched at the corners of their mouths, especially the sound of broken bones, which they could clearly hear.
The remaining energy has spread throughout Murong Yu's body. With the help of this remaining energy, Murong Yu's body flew out like lightning.
Ye Shaohan's figure was like a ghost, following Murong Yu. Just for a moment, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared in front of Murong Yu again.
Looking at this overly young face, Murong Yu felt an inexplicable chill, especially when he saw a sinister smile on Ye Shaohan's face. His heart sank slightly. He held the sword with his right hand and slashed it open, trying to block Ye Shaohan's figure.
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Ye Shaohan's dark eyes surged with piercing murderous intent. The moment Murong Yu drew his sword, Ye Shaohan's figure stopped in vain. He was as still as a virgin, and moved like a stray rabbit. Every movement and stillness changed in an instant.
Seeing Ye Shaohan's figure stopped, Murong Yuqi's heart grew colder, his pupils shrank in vain at this moment, Chang Rao's sword energy condensed around him almost like a reflex, "Damn it, that guy behind you!
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At this moment, Murong Yu finally realized why Ye Shaohan stopped. He had no time to turn around. Murong Yu just wanted to turn aside. As soon as he stepped out with his front foot, before he could reach the air, his figure came in vain, and the fist filled with the rules of killing was fierce.
It hit him on the back.
Bang! Even Murong Yu couldn't react in time to this swift and violent attack.
Under the gaze of Zhang Ming and others, endless murderous intent exploded behind Murong Yu and rolled out.