Four hundred and thirtieth chapters waste your eyes
I don’t know how long it took, but the aura of destruction finally slowly dissipated.
Ye Chen stood in the void and looked at the scene in front of him coldly.
At this time, in front of him, there was a desert, all the flowers, plants and trees were destroyed, and the whole space revealed an air of death and coldness.
The power of the lotus in the hands was so powerful that even Ye Chen felt a lingering fear in his heart. The lotus of the underworld, which was formed by condensing the cold air of the underworld, already had terrifying destructive power, and coupled with the bloody lotus, the lethality was even more terrifying.
puff!
There was a sudden fishy sensation in his throat, and Ye Chen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although the power of the Lotus of Hands is very strong, for Ye Chen, it also requires extremely huge Yuan Power. If he did not possess the twelve ancient totems, Yuan Hai would be comparable to a powerful person in the Hunyuan Realm. I am afraid that at this moment, he would have already
He died tragically due to the backlash of his vitality.
The powerful killing move is like a double-edged sword.
It can kill people, and it can also hurt itself.
Only if you are strong enough can you control it as you wish and use it as a killer move to defend against the enemy.
"Um?"
His eyes suddenly focused. Not far ahead, there was a sudden sound. True energy seeped out, and a figure swept out from the rubble and fell to the ground in a panic.
This person is none other than Qiao Fang.
However, he no longer had that cool and unrestrained feeling of guiding the country. There were countless blood marks on his body. The blood gushed out and spread all over his body. His eyes became dim and dull, and his aura was extremely weak.
In the pile of rubble, several corpses were lying quietly. Just when the lotus in his hands was about to devour Qiao, he grabbed a few strong men and stood in front of him.
Therefore, he survived, stepped on other people's corpses, and survived with difficulty.
Qiao Feng's eyes were filled with ferocious murderous intent. He was one of the top ten young masters. In order to set up today's siege, he spent countless efforts. Not only did he fail to kill Ye Chen, he was reduced to such an embarrassing state.
Such hatred can be said to have completely destroyed his reputation.
"Ye Chen, I will definitely bear in mind today's revenge!"
A thick stream of true energy erupted from the palm of his hand, and it was shot out suddenly, but it was not directed at Ye Chen, but bombarded in the air. With the powerful recoil, Qiao Feng's body turned into a phantom and ran directly out.
He was too badly injured to fight.
"Let the tiger return to the mountain, it will eventually become a big problem, do you think I will let you go?" Ye Chen burst out with strong murderous intent, and when he looked at his palm, a thick black mist enveloped the entire sky and fell on Qiao Wenfa.
"Disillusionment Killing Formation!"
Ye Chen let out a low cry, and his eyes suddenly became extremely dark. Qiao Wenli, who was constantly moving around, suddenly trembled and fell from mid-air.
In this battle, Qiao couldn't completely lose his self-confidence. His heart was already filled with fear. He couldn't resist the endless illusion of "Destruction Formation" and directly lost his ability to resist.
Ye Chen didn't hesitate at all, and his figure flashed out. A cold air spread from his arms, and he directly grabbed Qiao Feng's head, trying to smash it into pieces with one palm.
Since Qiao couldn't set up such a killing plan, and the entire trapped dragon canyon was blocked, then the Qiao family must also be wandering around. Now there is such a great opportunity in front of him, and Ye Chen will not be able to get rid of such a difficult enemy.
Will let it go.
Thinking of this, the cold air became more and more intense, almost infinitely approaching Qiao Fang.
"cut!"
At this moment, countless snowflakes fell from the sky, and a cold sword light seemed to come from the void, falling down and slashing towards Ye Chen's head.
"Leng Luoxue?"
Ye Chen's eyes trembled, and a stern figure appeared there. He exuded strong sword energy, his eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, emitting the sound of a sword.
It is Mr. Leng Dao, Leng Luoxue.
"Young boy with a yellow mouth, you dare to massacre members of my Qiao family. I want you to die without a burial today!"
Not far behind Leng Luoxue, a figure swept over quickly. It was a middle-aged man, his face filled with rage, and his true energy surged like a surging wave.
This person is called Qiao Pingtian, the father of Qiao Wutian, the head of the Qiao family, and the helmsman of Sifang Pavilion.
The two flew through the void and approached Ye Chen in an instant. The surging power of the true energy was enough to make people fearful even from a distance of a hundred meters.
A strong man from the eighth level of the true way is enough to occupy a place in the imperial city.
Moreover, these two people are also famous super masters. The moment they attack at the same time, they seem to tear the void apart, causing Ye Chen's body to retreat wildly and spurt out blood again.
"Father, kill him!"
Na Qiao couldn't break away from the illusion immediately. He looked at Ye Chen, his handsome face became extremely distorted with ferocious murderous intent, his arms shook, and he shouted angrily.
"Kill me? You don't have the ability yet." Ye Chen sneered, and with a flick of his arm, the Netherworld energy condensed into a frost-white lotus, flew across the sky, and headed towards Qiao Feng to kill him.
The distance between the two was too close, only more than ten meters, and the cold lotus passed by in just a moment.
And Na Qiao couldn't believe that Ye Chen could still perform such a killing move when he was under the pressure of two masters of the eighth level of the true way. He was stunned to the side, his eyes widened, and he didn't react at all.
The white lotus shattered, and endless cold air filled the entire space again.
Na Qiao couldn't let out a shrill wail, and his body was frozen by countless frosts, especially his eyes, which turned out to be a strange white color.
His eyes are useless.
"Qiao is helpless. Today you are attacking me. I will destroy your eyes first. Next time we meet again, I will kill you."
An extremely arrogant voice came out of Ye Chen's mouth, and then his figure flashed and flew deeper into the Dragon Canyon. Going forward, there were two masters, Leng Luoxue and Qiao Pingtian.
Therefore, he could not look back. If he wanted to survive, he had to go deep into the Dragon Canyon and use the vast and complex terrain to have a chance to escape their pursuit.
"Stop chasing."
Looking at Ye Chen's leaving back, Leng Luoxue suddenly stopped, stopped Qiao Pingtian, and said expressionlessly: "Although Query Dragon Canyon is a holy land for cultivation, the deeper you go, the more dangerous it becomes. If you
Breaking in rashly is no different than seeking death."
"Then according to what you said, do we have to miss this great opportunity? Ye Chen, he killed Wu Tian and destroyed Wen Li's eyes. No matter what, I will kill him!"
Qiao Pingtian exuded ferocious murderous intent. Ye Chen almost destroyed their Qiao family. How could he endure such deep hatred.
"If you want to kill him, that's your business and has nothing to do with me." Leng Luoxue withdrew her gaze, and in a flash, she left the Cuilong Canyon and disappeared without a trace.
In the vast space, only Qiao Pingtian was left, standing there blankly. He moved his gaze to the depths of Quelong Canyon, and then looked at Qiao Feng, who was blind.
In his heart, anger continued to spread, almost destroying his reason.
"Ye Chen, I, Qiao Pingtian, swear that I will personally cut off your head!"
The roaring sound echoed in circles in the canyon, carrying endless resentment that lasted for a long time.