Chapter four hundred and thirty fifth sudden change
A bloody sword energy that was ten feet long fell from the sky, and a boulder as big as a house was cut off from the mountain and rolled down, making loud noises like thunder.
An extremely thick and powerful fist struck, and a master who was watching the fight was unable to dodge and was thrown off the cliff. He did not know whether he would live or die.
"Demon-killing Sword Lianyu, you have become possessed by a demon. You actually dare to practice the forbidden art of the Blood Demon Sect. You risk the world's disapproval and use the essence and blood of warriors to practice and forcibly open the divine treasure. You are seeking your own death."
Just when the fight was getting fierce, an angry shout from the sky made everyone startled, and then another gloomy and evil voice sounded:
"The Sky-Shattering Hand Chengkun, you are also doing whatever it takes to break through. Everyone is like this, so why be angry!"
"No matter how unscrupulous I am, I am not practicing by absorbing other people's blood."
"So what, as long as it is useful, I have accumulated enough essence and blood. As long as I kill you and kill everyone in the Jade Dragon Mountain, I will definitely be able to break through the level in one fell swoop, forcefully open the divine treasure, become a high-ranking magical power user, and enjoy thousands of years.
Shou Yuan, rule the world!"
"Hmph! You are delusional, waiting for Brother Dugu, the Sea Sword Master to arrive, and joining forces with him will be the end of your life."
"Hahaha... You don't have to wait any longer. Not long ago, I killed the Sword Master Dancing in the Sea outside Izumo Mountain. If you want to see him, see you in hell!"
"you..."
Before Skybreaker Chengkun could finish his angry words, another loud roar came from the sky on the top of the mountain. Ye Chen felt that the entire mountain was shaking. He turned to look at the other experts watching, and some of them had quietly turned away.
Obviously, the conversation between the two super strong men in Tianqiong made them feel uncomfortable, so they did not dare to watch the duel anymore and left first.
Ye Chen didn't dare to stay here anymore, so he turned around and jumped hundreds of meters down, smashing a protruding stone into pieces, and rolled down the cliff with the person and the stone.
"Bang!" He pressed his five fingers into the mountain and forcibly hung his body on the cliff. He inserted his hands into the mountain and fell dozens of meters in one leap. He alternated his hands and descended rapidly.
From a distance of more than 2,000 meters, he could already see the foot of the mountain in just a few dozen clicks. However, when approaching the foot of the mountain, Ye Chen's movements stopped in mid-air. He saw that at the foot of the mountain more than 100 meters below, there were already densely packed army generals.
Yulong Mountain surrounded them, and a black mass of thousands of arrows poured down like a torrential rain, pinning the martial arts practitioners who had previously descended the mountain at the foot of the mountain. The surrounding area was filled with corpses, including Ningguo soldiers and martial arts practitioners participating in martial arts competitions.
In just a moment, Ye Chen knew that the martial arts conference was a trap. If he guessed correctly, all this was a trap set up by the King of Ning and the Demon-Slaying Sword Lianyu.
The Demon-Slaying Sword requires the blood and essence of martial arts masters to practice forbidden magic skills, and the king of Ningguo wants the force of the Demon-Slaying Sword Lianyu to sweep away the masters in the martial arts and stabilize his rule.
Or maybe there is some other agreement between the King of Ning and the Demon-Slaying Sword. It is said that the King of Ning is old and will not live long. If the Demon-Slaying Sword Lianyu tempts the King with longevity, it is entirely possible for the King to cooperate with him to kill all the martial arts masters.
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All in all, this is a shocking conspiracy, and the net has been closed. Sword Master Dancing in the Sea is dead, and Cheng Kun, the Sky-shattering hand, seems to be unable to defeat the demon-slaying sword Lianyu. Once Cheng Kun dies, not a single martial artist in the Yulong Mountain can escape.
All must die.
"Don't let anyone go, kill them all!"
General Yang Kai, who had been presiding over the competition in a low-key manner before, now showed his ferocious fangs and stood on a high platform wearing a silver-white light armor, commanding his subordinates to surround and kill the dozens of martial arts masters who were divided and surrounded one by one.
Ye Chen raised his head and glanced at the top of the mountain where the vigor was surging and the winner had not yet been decided. He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and jumped down from the mountain, shouting like thunder:
"I am Duke Mu's man!"
Suddenly, hundreds of eyes turned towards him, and at least hundreds of archers were already aiming their arrows at him. The Zhenguo General looked at him intently for a while, then waved his hand, and hundreds of archers moved away from their targets.
Ye Chen felt relieved and knew that he was fine. He jumped down and strode towards the surrounding military formation.
At this time, the loud voice of the Zhenguo General came:
"I know you, lucky boy, since you are Duke Mu's man, help me kill these traitors."
Ye Chen looked up and saw that the general of Zhenguo was referring to an old man with white hair and beard. It was said that he was the supreme elder of a certain major sect in the martial arts world. He was known as Mo Yun, the Cloud Destroyer. He had extremely high martial arts skills and was a real person.
His Qi was extremely strong, and the Gang Qi that protected him was as thick as three feet. Even if thousands of arrows were fired at him, it would be difficult to catch him. If several military masters hadn't stopped him, he would have been able to escape.
Ye Chen nodded without hesitation:
"Serve His Majesty!"
The general nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and the soldiers in front of him separated to reveal a highway. He strode forward towards Mo Yun, the Cloud Destroyer.
Mo Yun saw him and snorted coldly:
"I thought you had a righteous appearance and heart, but I didn't expect you were the same person."
Ye Chen cupped his fists and saluted, and said in a deep voice:
"I can't help myself, but I still look to Haihan!"
"snort!"
Mo Yun, the Cloud Destroyer, showed disdain on his face, waved his sleeves, and his strong internal energy turned into a wave that pushed the air and exploded with layers of Qi.
Ye Chen's expression was solemn, and the palm of his hand turned into a knife and he slashed hard. The force of more than three hundred tons tore through the air and slashed out an indestructible white sword light.
The sword light collided with the air waves, making a harsh roar, and the air waves flew around. The condensed sword light cut through the air waves, plowing a deep ravine into the ground and heading straight towards Mo Yun, Destroyer of Clouds, and was smashed to pieces by his palm.
A tall body smashed through the flying air waves and rushed in front of Mo Qu. A huge fist smashed down like a falling meteor. The fist tore up the air and formed a layer of white air waves around the edge of the fist, making bursts of roaring sounds.
Mo Yun looked solemn, turned his palms together, and faced the falling fist.
"Boom!"
The exchange of fists and palms was like thunder from the sky. The rocks under the two people's feet turned into powder on the spot. The two of them sank down nearly a foot. A condensed aura spread crazily around the two people, and bursts of piercing screams shook the air.
The nearby soldiers couldn't help but cover their ears. The rocks on the ground collapsed and shattered, turning into a tornado column rising into the sky with them as the center, blocking the sight of the surrounding soldiers.
In the storm, Ye Chen was completely naked, even his underwear was shattered to pieces, and the three-foot air wall of Mo Yun's protective body was also shattered, and his white robe was torn into strips.
In comparison, Ye Chen looked even more embarrassed, but his aura was balanced and there was no scar on his body, while Mo Yun, the Cloud Destroyer Hand, had a somewhat disordered aura. He took deep breaths continuously to calm down the boiling energy and blood, and sighed:
"The waves behind the East River push the waves ahead. I am indeed old. Now the world is dominated by you young people."
Ye Chen cupped his fists and saluted, saying:
"I can't help myself, it's not what I want, I'm offended!"
Mu Yun sighed and said:
"Everyone is his own master. No matter what crime he is guilty of, I cannot escape death today. I have a favor to ask you. Please leave a trace of incense in my Wu Nian Sect."
