Above the Purple Jade Hall, flesh and blood were flying, golden light flashed, and figures were moving. The powerful sect kings fled towards the hall one after another as if they had seen a ghost.
Compared with the so-called prizes, a small life is far more important than that. It took hundreds of years of practice to reach today's status. No one wants to perish like this.
Young Ye Chu, like a demon god, killed more than a dozen of their lives in the blink of an eye. How could anyone not be afraid of him?
This, this is too much. Murong Xianxian opened her eyes wide. She really couldn't believe what was happening above her head.
That's a strong sect king, not a cabbage. Is Ye Chu's natal holy fist really so terrifying? He actually killed more than a dozen sect kings with one move.
buzzing
The blood sword couldn't hold it in any longer, cut through the purple jade formation, and pounced directly on the golden light fist shadow above the hall.
hiss
The blood sword's momentum was extraordinary. As it traveled, it shattered the space into pieces, forming a bright vacuum belt. Due to its high-speed operation, a piece of silver light appeared in the space.
The formation was not immune to the blood sword. A large hole was opened directly, and the formation energy spurted outward, forming a purple glow mist formation.
Go to hell
The golden light fist shadow surged directly towards the terrifying blood sword.
boom
Bang
What was shocking was that the terrifying Blood Sword was actually knocked away by the Golden Light Fist Shadow. After crashing into several palaces, the Blood Sword resurfaced.
this
what's going on
That Ye Chu is so strong
The ten people in the underground secret room of Longfeng Mountain all opened their eyes wide. Ye Chu's natal holy fist was too powerful. It was a blood sword comparable to the quasi-supreme sword. It was really disappointing that he knocked it away.
Dare to believe it.
Ancestor
Everyone looked at Murong Xiao and asked Murong Xiao to make a decision. Murong Xiao's face was extremely gloomy. After hesitating for a while, he said: Give up the formation for the time being. You and I will go to the Purple Jade Hall.
Ancestor, are you not practicing now? Do we have to give up all our efforts? Murong Zhentian was very unwilling. Thinking of the scene when Murong Xue took Ye Chu's hand and fought with Long Shaoyuan that day, and then thought of how strong Ye Chu is now, Murong Zhen
The anger in Tian's heart became even stronger.
He could imagine that Murong Xue must not have died, but had eloped with this wild boy.
Even the Blood Sword is not Ye Chu's opponent, and Long Shaoyuan is even less worth mentioning. The two are not on the same level.
Yes, ancestor, the Blood Sword only wakes up once every ten years. If we don’t refine it now, we might have to wait another ten years, and it will be difficult to find the Yin-Yang Dao Infant. The Great Elder also gave advice.
The second elder also said: I don’t think this Ye Chu is that strong. Maybe it has something to do with the broken sword he just held. It looks a bit like the legendary sword.
Could it be the broken sword of the Saint of Love?
Some people immediately thought of the Saint of Love, the broken sword on Wuxin Peak, the Supreme Sword, the broken sword that carried the secret of Love Realm for thousands of years or even longer.
Murong Xiao nodded and said: It is indeed related to that sword, but if we don't go now, I'm afraid this guy will take these two yellow-haired girls away, and it will be too late for us to chase after them.
After saying that, Murong Xiao raised his hand and hit the four-legged square tripod in the field. Murong Zhentian and others hesitated for a moment, and then also removed the spirit yuan.
The four-legged square tripod immediately returned to calm, the four-legged square tripod formation was also dismantled, and the ten people turned into light and shadow and immediately rushed towards the Purple Jade Hall.
Buzz
Outside the Purple Jade Hall, the blood sword was repulsed by the golden light fist shadow. It did not choose to lose immediately, but its power increased again. A burst of blood light burst out from the sword body, just like a human figure.
This figure was extremely thin. Although it was just a blood shadow as skinny as wood, its pressure was extremely terrifying, and the golden light that was close to him was also stained with blood.
hiss
Ye Chu took a breath of cold air, and appeared in the shadow of the golden fist with a pale face. The nearby golden light also slowly disappeared, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
The opponent's strength is indeed too strong, definitely more terrifying than the Pig Saint. Could it be that this is a living Blood Saint?
The Broken Sword of the Saint of Love has some meaning. Are you the descendant of the Saint of Love? The blood shadow flashed in the void, and in the blink of an eye it came to Ye Chu. A pair of bloody palms was aimed at Ye Chu's eyebrows.
not good
Ye Chu's expression changed drastically, and he instantly used Instant Wind Technique, narrowly avoiding the pair of bloody palms.
Um
Xueying did not pursue him closely, but let out a soft cry of surprise. He murmured to himself: There is still a trace of Xuedu's breath. Is it impossible that you are still a descendant of Xuedu? Xuetu
The aura of that vein is not like this. Your aura is just accompanying it. I understand.
You slept with the female descendant of Xue Tu, so your body is contaminated with her breath, and she is the pure descendant of Xue Tu. The blood shadow and blood light rushed to Ye Chu again, and the terrifying pressure directly locked onto Ye Chu, a pair of
Bloody eyes flashed with bloody flames, staring straight into Ye Chu's eyes for a long time.
Ye Chu's eyes met his, but there was no trace of fear. Instead, they were filled with golden light.
Xueying laughed loudly and said: Sure enough, he has the guts, even the female descendants of Blood Massacre dare to sleep with him
Ye Chu naturally knew what he was talking about. He and Bai Xuan were partners and husband and wife, but they had not worshiped each other. Therefore, they were tainted with a trace of the bloodline power of the Blood Slaughter Supreme. In addition, he also knew the Blood Slaughter technique.
I have used it for several years, but it has been rarely used in recent years.
The descendant of the Saint of Love really has some tricks up his sleeve. Xue Ying looked Ye Chu up and down, and was about to say something.
But before he could finish his words, a pair of golden fists suddenly appeared in front of him and hit him directly in the face.
boom
The terrifying golden light fist shadow covered the sky and the sun, and directly pushed back the blood shadow several hundred meters. The blood shadow stood in the void, and his voice resounded like rolling thunder throughout the nine heavens: Boy, do you think I dare not kill you?
He originally wanted to see through Ye Chu's spirit and see who this kid was, but he didn't expect to be counterattacked by Ye Chu.
Even though he was only half a bloody dog, he dared to shout in front of me. Ye Chu's voice was cold, and a chilly air suddenly surged through his body, extending upward along the shadow of his golden fist.
Is he crazy? He dares to fight with this blood saint. This person is the blood spirit in the divine sword. Murong Xianxian is lying on the ground, his brain is no longer used.
He is still the same him
Qing Wenting, who was on the ground, slowly sat up, with a bright smile on her lips. If Ye Chu had surrendered to this blood saint, he would no longer be Ye Chu.
Even if you die in battle, don't let anyone break your Taoist heart, otherwise you will be unable to make progress in your life. This is Ye Chu's Tao, and his godless Tao.
You are looking for death and dare to be disrespectful to me. Today you are the son of the Saint of Love, and I will destroy you too. The blood shadow sounded, and the momentum surged. The blood sword penetrated all over the body. The blood sword turned into a ten thousand-foot divine sword, hanging on Ye Chuhe.