Yan Chen's eyes narrowed, and his face looked a little helpless. This guy, Lonely Emperor, was serious, and he actually wanted to kill him.
Phew! Turning his right hand, Yan Chen tried to pull the sword out of Lonely Emperor's palm, but Unexpectedly, Lonely Emperor grabbed Yanchen's sword regardless of the injury on his hand.
The strength exploded, and Yan Chen felt as if his sword was inserted into the strongest mountain rock and could not be pulled out.
"Break!" The rules of ice filled the left arm, condensing into several dragons. Yanchen punched out, and the dragons shot out, tearing apart the palm shadow transformed by martial arts will.
After tearing apart the palm shadow, several dragon phantoms continued to surge towards the Lonely Emperor, followed closely by the ice blades that rolled over the sky and the earth.
As the bone-chilling murderous intent permeated the air, Lonely Emperor's eyes were still fixed on the smoke, ignoring the rewinding dragon's shadow and ice blade.
At the same time, the Lonely Emperor shook his right hand and let out a sword sound. His sword quietly appeared in his hand, and he swung the sword out. As the sword energy filled the air, afterimages emerged one after another. Almost at the same time, these afterimages were struck by the sword.
Also waved away.
The dense sword shadows met the dragon's shadow and the ice blade. The two collided together, and turbulent vortexes in the space emerged, and the aftermath spread.
Bang! Under the impact of the aftermath, Xiao Luoxue took a few steps back, but most of the aftermath was resolved by Lonely Emperor, and Xiao Luoxue was not harmed.
"Emperor Loneliness, it seems that you are really going to turn against me because of this woman! But Emperor Loneliness, don't forget your own identity. You are the young city lord of Loneliness City, and this woman is from the Martial God Continent. If Loneliness
When the city lord heard about this, I wonder what he thought!" Yan Chen sneered, immediately released his right hand, gave up the sword, stepped backwards, and retreated dozens of feet away.
The Lonely Emperor ignored Yan Chen's words, and his afterimages went straight towards Yan Chen, and the sharp sword force formed a sword net and roared out.
"Emperor Loneliness, you were the one who made the first move today, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yan Chen's eyes also turned cold, and Lonely Emperor's successive murderous intentions also touched Yan Chen's bottom line.
The smoke and dust were grabbed into the void, and the snow flakes condensed in the center of his right hand, forming a snow sword, which was as real as a real sword. On it, the rules of ice flowed.
With a graceful movement of his wrist, the snow sword in Yan Chen's hand brought out streaks of bright sword light, and the flying snow flakes condensed into streaks of ice blades again, and the dense ice blades rolled out.
Whoosh! The ice blade penetrated the sword net and shattered many afterimages.
The Lonely Emperor raised his head, looked at the shaking figure coldly, and whispered: "Yanchen, you can't escape!"
"Nian Ye, I suddenly regret handing you over to that person. No matter what, he left you here and almost died!"
"In my opinion, this is the unforgivable sin!" Lonely Emperor whispered with his back to Xiao Luoxue.
After finishing his words, Lonely City came out with a sword, and the afterimages all around gathered together. Hundreds of afterimages spun around. As Lonely Emperor swung out his sword, the afterimages immediately shot straight into the sky.
A sharp whistling sound rang in his ears. Yanchen looked at the afterimage that rolled back with a solemn expression. He paid more attention to the lonely emperor who was following the afterimage. He was extremely vigilant. This guy was not easy to deal with.
The cold wind blew against Xiao Luoxue's dress. Xiao Luoxue's expression was a little indifferent, and her dull eyes fell on the lonely emperor's retreating figure, "Why bother?"
Phew! Another ripple in the void surged up in the sky above Xiao Luoxue, and a figure emerged from it, which turned out to be a mountain spring.
Shanquan looked at Xiao Luoxue with cold eyes and whispered: "Beauty is a curse, the friendship between Lonely City and Badacheng must not be broken because of this woman like you!"
"As for this crime, I will bear it. I'm sorry, Young City Master!" The martial arts will burst out, Shan Quan held his sword and swung it towards Xiao Luoxue.
Shanquan's sword strike came without any warning and was so swift that Young Master Su and others in the distance had no time to stop him.
The lonely emperor froze, and the afterimages all over the sky stopped. The lonely emperor suddenly turned around, ignoring the smoke and dust in the distance, and roared: "Shanquan, stop!"
Yanchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that not everyone in Lonely City was that stupid, at least they had some general knowledge.
In the wave of martial arts will, Xiao Luoxue's figure is as precarious as a lonely boat on the sea.
The sword intent was condensed, and Xiao Luoxue brought it up with a sword, trying to get rid of the suppression of this martial arts will. However, its terrifying will directly shattered her sword intent.
A bright sword light continued to enlarge in Xiao Luoxue's eyes, but Xiao Luoxue suddenly stopped struggling, and a smile appeared in the corner of her mouth.
You guys are finally back!
All the eyes of the audience were focused on the void where Xiao Luoxue was, but no one noticed that the surging magma below changed, and the magma automatically surged to both sides.
At the same time, a figure in white clothes, Sheng Xue, emerged.
The bright sword light continued to magnify in Xiao Luoxue's eyes, and Xiao Luoxue could even detect the sneer rising from the corner of Shanquan's mouth.
Phew! The sword light appeared through the sky, but Shan Quan felt uneasy in his heart.
Especially when Shan Quan noticed the smile at the corner of Xiao Luoxue's mouth, he felt more and more uneasy.
"Kill!" Shanquan shouted coldly, and his spiritual energy surged out like a tide: "This woman must die!"
The bright sword light crashed down, but the moment the sword light was about to touch Xiao Luoxue.
"Seeking death!" A plain voice sounded in vain, and at the same time, a terrifying coercion spread out from the magma below.
This voice fell into Shanquan's ears. Shanquan's figure suddenly trembled, and the sword in his hand also stagnated.
A feeling of disorientation suddenly spread in Shanquan's body. This feeling was like a tide that buried him in an instant. This was the voice of the Blood Prison Emperor.
Bang bang! The pressure of heaven and earth gathered in vain in the void tens of feet away from the mountain spring. Heaven and earth became silent in vain, turning into a shackles.
The mountain spring was imprisoned by shackles, and its bright sword light was shattered in vain.
The snowflakes flying all around turned into streaks of light and rushed towards the mountain spring. The thin snowflakes crossed his body, bringing up eye-catching streaks of blood, and blood beads scattered.
"Broken!" Shanquan whispered, his expression slightly ferocious, and his will burst out like an erupting volcano.
Bang bang! The will of martial arts shredded the pressure of the surrounding world, and the shackles of the surrounding world moved slightly. Shanquan took a difficult step forward, and the sword in his hand shot out again, "Even if the Blood Prison Emperor arrives, I will still
Kill this woman!"
"This woman cannot be kept!" The sword oozing with cold light brought up a rainbow-like sword energy. The mountain spring used the will as a guide, and the breath locked Xiao Luoxue.
Xiao Luoxue's eyes were slightly lowered, her expression was calm, without any panic. She saw the figure stepping on the magma at a glance, and looking at the fluttering white clothes, she knew that the mountain spring could not hurt him.
"How dare you touch this person!" The plain voice sounded again, and at the same time, a monstrous pressure surged toward the mountain spring like a tide.
A majestic momentum and coercion permeated Shanquan's whole body. Shanquan's heart was slightly shaken, and his sword force collapsed again. His body looked like he was in an ice cellar, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.
"When did his pressure become so terrifying!" Shanquan's pupils narrowed slightly, looking at the void in front of him with some horror, and faint spatial ripples aroused on it.
Phew! A dull sword light quietly emerged from the ripples. Shanquan's heart was slightly shaken, and his figure retreated like lightning.
Puff! Although Shanquan's reaction was quick, his dull sword light still flashed across his chest.
Streams of blood spurted out from the mountain spring, and the blood column spurted out dozens of feet away, and then turned into a dense mist of blood under the burning flames all around.
Ding! A crisp sword chant sounded, and a figure walked out from the ripples in the space.
Dressed in white clothes, the white clothes are as white as snow, and she appears in front of Xiao Luoxue with cold eyes. She holds a sword oozing with cold light in her right hand, and a few drops of blood drip from the tip of the sword.
As soon as this figure appeared, the entire void became filled with sinister winds, and a depressing aura filled the void within a radius of several thousand feet.
The pupils of Yanchen's eyes contracted, and his gaze was like lightning, staring straight at the figure in white in the sky. The sneer at the corner of his mouth finally froze, and his face became gloomy and terrifying: "Emperor of Blood Prison!"
His mind was shaken, and Yan Chen knew that he had made a mistake. This Blood Hell Emperor was actually able to come from the underground palace so quickly.
Holding the Qilin Sword, Ye Shaohan looked calmly at the mountain spring standing in the distance, but his calm eyes were filled with murderous intent. This kind of excessively quiet murderous intent is the most terrifying.
Shanquan's clothes were in pieces, and his long hair was messily draped over his shoulders. A striking sword mark appeared on his chest, and blood surged out, dyeing his whole body red.
Facing this calm gaze, Shanquan's scalp felt numb. When he used the sword just now, he knew what the result would be waiting for him.
However, when he actually faced the Blood Hell Emperor, he couldn't be as calm as he imagined.
Ye Shaohan's expression was indifferent, his slender left hand was pressed in vain in the void, the terrifying ice rules were flowing on his fingertips, and then, Ye Shaohan took a step forward and walked slowly towards the mountain spring.
Bang! Ye Shaohan's footsteps seemed to fall on Shanquan's heart, and Shanquan's heart trembled.
In the distance, Anran, Jiuxun and others exclaimed: "Shanquan, retreat!"
At the same time, Anran and Ecstasy also came out with swords in hand and ran toward the mountain spring.
Whoosh! Two streams of martial arts will burst out in Anran and Juhun at the same time. Their figures were like rainbows, but the moment Ye Shaohan looked at them, Anran and Juhun's figures stopped in vain, and their scalps felt numb.
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The martial arts will in his body was also stirring at this moment, and the pressure of heaven and earth gathered together to form a shackles, imprisoning the dejected and ecstatic figure.