The crescent-shaped white light blade was shot out from Ye Chen's Divine Mansion, and then sank directly into the void and disappeared without a trace!
"What is that?"
An Hedao felt a huge shock in his heart. The moment the white light blade appeared, he had already noticed an extremely ominous premonition. He immediately made a thought and prepared to strike out with the sword.
But at this moment, a flash of white light flashed in front of his eyes, and then passed through lightly.
The moment he first thought about it, he felt that the power of his soul was draining away rapidly, as if it had been extracted by something. The shadow of his soul suddenly became more illusory, and it was still moving in the same direction.
.
"How come?"
His soul power was damaged and he was no longer able to execute the sword, so he could only look back in shock.
I saw a white light blade floating quietly, and the power of his soul poured into this light blade like running water. The sword spirit next to him was also full of fear, but the shadow was still uncontrollably weakened, facing
dissipate.
An Hedao's eyes welled up with despair. In his state of soul, he could no longer resist the slightest thought under this white light blade. The sword spirit next to him had been completely drained, leaving only
A wisp of smoke dissipated.
There was only a little thin shadow left of him. He immediately smiled bitterly and turned to look at Ye Chen.
"You...what kind of magical power is this?"
"This is called the soul-absorbing knife!" Ye Chen's eyes were indifferent, "It specializes in killing souls, absorbing soul power, and using it for whoever you want!"
"That's why I said, you can't kill this sword!"
"Really?" A sad smile appeared on An Hedao's face, but soon, he changed his expression and looked down at Yang Miesheng, who had just grabbed the spiritual energy light group from his spiritual veins.
A touch.
"Headmaster, the sword servant can no longer serve you. I only hope that I can be saved by you in the next life and continue to be your servant!"
"My relationship with you has always been not a servant's relationship with a master, but... the love between a man and a woman!"
At this point, a sad and beautiful smile appeared on An Hedao's young face, and then his soul was completely drawn into nothingness by the soul-sucking knife and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.
Ye Chen frowned slightly and was shocked. An Hedao, who was so powerful in the galaxy, was actually a woman?
This point, even after several fights, he has never discovered, let alone thought about it!
Now, he finally felt where that weird feeling came from. It turned out that An Hedao had been working so hard all this time, not for himself, nor for the ambition of Yang Deisheng, but for the sake of his own heart.
The love for Yang Misheng.
The moment he watched An He Dao disappear, Ye Chen was also distracted for a moment. Although this opponent was ruthless, his persistence for the love in his heart reminded him of himself who had risked everything to save Hua Nongying!
But in this tiny moment of confusion, a strong wind had already pressed in front of him.
A flawless white palm, like white jade, lightly touched his chest.
"Boom!"
Ye Chen's heart was greatly shaken, and his internal organs were as painful as a knife. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure also chased down, slamming into the ruins below.
Due to the terrifying speed and gravity of its landing, the ground was torn in half, sending up hundreds of meters of smoke and dust.
He wiped the ground in the smoke and dust and retreated for hundreds of meters before stopping, and another mouthful of blood came to the corner of his mouth.
Ye Chen stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood, opened his palm, and saw a palm-sized inkstone in his palm, which he held tightly, and then he breathed out.
Just now he was knocked away by a sudden attack, but fortunately he came back to his senses at the last moment and used his true strength to grab the Tiansuo Tianyan in his hand.
The Suotian Inkstone uses the soul imprint imprinted on it to activate its effectiveness. An Hedao's soul dissipates, and the gravity field within it also disappears.
Just to release Feng Hou and others, Ye Chen needs to imprint his new soul mark on it again and seize control of Suo Tianyan!
But now that the enemy was facing him, he had no extra time. He could only put the Suo Tian Inkstone into the Divine Mansion with a flash of light in his eyes!
After doing all this, he waved his hand to blow away the surrounding smoke and dust. He looked up and saw Yang Miesheng standing in the void, looking down at him condescendingly.
There was no trace of joy or anger on Yang Miesheng's face, and he couldn't distinguish his emotions. However, his voice was a bit colder than before.
"I didn't expect you to be able to kill the sword servant!"
"But her sacrifice is worth it!"
"I will use your life to comfort her soul in heaven!"
Yang Miesheng held the spiritual energy light ball in his left hand, and the five-color bloodline light group in his right hand. Then his two hands gradually came closer. The light ball and the light group also collided with each other to create strong sparks of power, but they were blocked by him with his true power.
Forcibly suppressed and gradually integrated towards the center.
"Yang destroys life, you are delusional!"
When Ye Chen saw this, his eyes immediately focused and his palms suddenly raised.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds between the sky and the earth turned around, and the thunder in the sky gathered from all directions. Finally, a blue-purple thunder lightsaber formed in his palm.
As soon as the lightsaber was completed, Ye Chen did not hesitate, shook his palm, and immediately slashed out diagonally.
"Wow!"
The terrifying power of the Zhenwu Thousand Thunder Sword descended from the air, and countless thick blue-purple thunder fell from the sky, bombarding every inch of space where Yang Miesheng was, reaching the ground, turning into a sea of destructive thunder!
"Zi la!"
The roar of thunder and the sound of electric arc jumping are endless, resounding on the Yangshen Star, and the breath of destruction sweeps across a two-kilometer radius, which is equivalent to compressing the power of a 10-million-ton nuclear weapon into a two-kilometer radius area.
One can imagine the destructive power!
This is the power of Ye Chen's Zhenwu Thousand Thunder Sword after reaching the divine level of golden elixir!
With this sword, he did not hold back at all, he only intended to kill Yang Miesheng with one blow. Even if he could not kill him completely and severely injured him so that he could not smelt the Five Spirit Blood Beads, it still achieved his goal!
The terrifying thunder roared tens of thousands of kilometers away, deafening. Mei Ruoleng, who was sent far away by Ye Chen, also woke up slowly at this moment!
A sharp pain spread from the depths of her body, causing her to clench her teeth as she just woke up, and her expression changed a bit.
But in the end, she still got over it. After taking a few deep breaths, the pain gradually subsided. Her breath was also extremely unstable, rising and falling, up and down, which was obviously a sequelae after the blood essence was extracted.
!
It was at this moment that she noticed the sea of thunder that was constantly raging in the distant sky, and her eyes immediately focused.
"Is that...Ye Chen's trick?"
With a thought in her mind, she immediately soared into the sky and flew towards the direction of the sea of thunder.
And just when she arrived at the edge of the battlefield, she saw a scene she would never forget.
In the endless sea of thunder that contained the power of destruction, a figure that she hated so much walked out of the sea of thunder step by step, holding a colorful blood bead blooming with light in his hand!