Ye Chen's right hand was spread out, and a trace of air flow was drawn between his fingers, and the air flow contained the intention of killing, and when the green tendons on the back of his hand were raised, the cold sword spun rapidly between his palms, emitting bursts of crisp sword sounds.

The eyes that looked at the five people were full of coldness, as if there was sword intent flowing on the two sword eyebrows.

The moment he held the sword, the sword intent in his eyes was instantly released, and the whole person was like a peerless divine sword that suddenly came out of its sheath.

The first target, the steel hand who is good at getting close to the opponent with jiu-jitsu and assassinating by surprise, is the first time since cultivating the immortal sword body that someone can break through the defense and leave a wound on the body.

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Chen's wrist flicked, and the blade of the cold sword and the air emitted a strong friction, as the speed of the sword reached one second light year, the air that had not had time to divert and the sharp blade emitted a magnetic vibration, which shocked the eardrums of several people around to follow the resonance.

The puppet summoned by the sand ninja wanted to resist the sword in Ye Chen's hand, but he took out the sword too quickly, and before the puppet got close to Ye Chen, a gray sword light had already broken through the air, locked the position of the steel hand, and galloped away.

"Buzz!"

Under the strong shock, pieces of ice crystals shook off the sword, and under the hum of gold and iron, the steel hand stared at the gray sword with wide eyes, and when his pupils contracted sharply, his breathing and heartbeat instantly stopped.

This was a fear he had never felt since he became a Dao Realm powerhouse.

When the danger came, the steel hand, who was a Dao Realm powerhouse, suddenly seemed at a loss, and his feet just instinctively kept falling backwards.

"No, you can't sit still. When his back leaned against the trunk of a century-old giant tree, he suddenly shook his head and suddenly came to his senses.

Between life and death, the light on the steel hand flickered, and a piece of gold wire software was put on him, and his body was suddenly shrouded in a faint golden light.

He once asked people to personally experiment, even if a cannonball bombarded the body of the Dao martial artist wearing the golden silk soft armor, it would only receive serious injuries, and the defensive power of this soft armor adjusted with the strength of the wearer, as a Dao realm powerhouse, after urging the golden silk soft armor, his body was like pouring a layer of golden light, but instead he changed his retreat to advance, and suddenly slashed out a punch and rushed towards Ye Chen.

This punch burst out, containing his lifelong jiu-jitsu power, and at the moment of the punch intent, the branches and leaves on the surrounding trees began to rustle, forming a distorted mark in the air, and if this punch hit, even a mountain would be shattered.

"It's just ants!"

In the face of the steel hand's counterattack, the awe-inspiring appearance at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth between his sword flashed away.

With a flick of his wrist, he controlled the cold and left a long series of phantoms in place, pointing at the steel hand.

"Hum!" lingered in the instant of the icy sword, and the sword qi burst out like a meteor across the evening of nightfall.

The sword flickered, and the true intent of the fist blasted out by the steel hand instantly collapsed, only to feel that the cold and domineering sword qi was transmitted on his arm, and he had to give up the attack and urge the golden wire software with all his strength, as long as he was in position for two seconds

time, the long knife of the swordsman will give him life.

Just when he thought that the golden silk software could resist the sword stabbed by Ye Chen, he suddenly found that the golden silk soft armor showed signs of loosening.

"What a fast, such a domineering sword!" Steel Hand's face turned pale, he didn't expect the golden silk soft armor to look so vulnerable in front of the other party.

In desperation, the knife light and the yellow sand puppet slashed out by the simple knife man had already appeared between the two, and the steel hand did not dare to slack off, and he didn't even have time to ventilate, and with a kick of his legs, the whole person was like a spring, and he instantly withdrew more than twenty meters.

"What kind of monster this guy is, it's horrible. The steel hand leaned against the trunk of the tree and gasped for air, and when his gaze returned to the battle, his widening eyes suddenly became bloodshot.

Under the combined siege of the sword light and the yellow sand puppet, I saw Ye Chen, who was holding the gray long sword, out of thin air, and the illusory figure suddenly disappeared.

"Not good!" Steelhand looked panicked as he stared around, reason telling him that the Grim Reaper was getting closer, and he instinctively wanted to escape.

However, the space in front of him suddenly distorted with jealousy, and a simple and gray sword light suddenly appeared.

"Poof!" erupted with the sound of the sword plunging into the flesh.

When the steel hand reacted, the cold figure appeared in front of him with an indifferent smile, and between his head and his head, crimson blood flowed from his chest, and the gold silk soft armor on his body was already in tatters.

A cold cold was transmitted from the toes of the toes to the cerebral cortex, followed by the pain caused by the shattering of the heart, and the violent killing intent rushed into the dantian, and a Yuan Dan was cut to pieces by the sword qi.

Steel Hand's eyes were lowered, his gaze was dim, and he looked at the cold and handsome face unwillingly, and then his hands fell, and he fell to the ground with his back against the trunk of the tree, and completely stopped breathing.

"The first one!"

Ye Chen withdrew the cold sword with the killing.

Steel Hand, the premier assassin in the Emperor's Shrine, a world-famous Jiu-Jitsu realm powerhouse, was killed by a sword.

And this person was the Huaxia Sword Immortal standing in front of him.

"When did the Dao Realm powerhouse become so vulnerable?" Leng Feng and the three central councilors behind him looked at the steel hand that fell under Ye Chen's sword in disbelief.

With just one sword, this Dongying Dao Realm powerhouse, who was listed as extremely dangerous by the Huaxia military, died in front of him like this, which was completely different from the battle between Dao Realm powerhouses in his impression.

As for Peng Lao, who had been doing everything possible to target Ye Chen, he was instantly speechless, squirming his Adam's apple, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Instructor Ye really deserves to be a young sword immortal who has spread the word about Huaxia, just one sword can take the life of a Dao Realm powerhouse, I Huaxia has him, it's really a great luck!" Leng Feng, who had always been low-key and calm, couldn't help but clench his fists, completely ignoring the iron-colored Peng Lao behind him.

In the clearing, the four of them watched their companions fall, and they were all stunned, they still hadn't figured out how Ye Chen disappeared from their eyes, and stabbed the sword into the heart of the steel hand without everyone noticing.

At the same time, Wang Yue and the rickety old man, who were fighting side by side, suddenly condensed their eyes

。

"They were all stunned for what to do, and they killed him together. ”

Losing the help of a Dao Realm powerhouse, Wang Yue immediately fell into a rage, this was not only a big loss for Dongying, if he couldn't get the source of life, he wouldn't be able to return to the Emperor God Realm at all.

"The rules of time and space, this guy has completely comprehended the rules of time and space. The old man of the Blood God Sect with a clumsy back muttered in his heart, putting the hat in his hand back on his head, it took him hundreds of years to barely comprehend the rules of space, and with the assistance of essence blood, he could barely perform a short teleportation, but this Ye Chen could disappear out of thin air in an instant, it was simply appalling.

"This kid is too weird, it's better to go and take the source of life. The rickety old man stretched out his hand, and the thousand-year-old blood slave suddenly turned into a puff of blood mist and disappeared on the spot.

Before Wang Yue could react, the old man with a rickety back had already broken through the air.

"Damn it!"

When Wang Yue reacted, the old man had already turned into a blood light and disappeared at the end of the dense forest, and the direction was the research institute where Qin Mei and Fan Youzhuan were.

Looking at the direction in which the old man of the Blood God Sect left, a contemptuous smile suddenly appeared on Ye Chen's face, and then he whispered: "Bloodline, Sword Soul!"

Facing Ye Chen, the eyes of the remaining three people looking at Ye Chen were full of jealousy, but they didn't dare to hesitate, let alone separate, because the sword in his hand was too weird, and he could take his life at any time, and once they were separated, there was no possibility of survival.

For now, there is only one last battle.

Under the control of the sand ninja, the yellow sand puppet instantly turned into quicksand, and the sand and gravel on the entire dense forest ground turned into quicksand in an instant, and the back mountain was like a desert, and all the yellow sand slowly swam like flowing water.

"Seal!" As the ninja pressed his palm into the yellow sand, the yellow sand gathered towards Ye Chen like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen was wrapped in yellow sand, and the whole person stood in place like a stone sculpture.

"Chop!" At this moment, the warrior who was waiting for the opportunity to move clenched the long knife with both hands, and the green tendons on his arms bulged like knots, and the whole person rose into the air, slashing out of thin air, and a snow-white knife light suddenly appeared in the air, and the whole person swept like Ye Chen like the wind of Longquan.

With such a good opportunity, Huo Wu naturally would not give up, and the flames in her beautiful eyes suddenly turned into two fire pythons entangled with each other, condensing into a flame dragon and rushing towards Ye Chen.

There was no grass where the flame dragon passed, and the leaf dust wrapped in yellow sand instantly turned into a charred black.

The three of them did not hesitate to sacrifice their strongest kill, and Wang Yue, who was standing on the periphery, actually stepped into the occupation and blended into the swimming yellow sand.

Just as the long knife in the swordsman's hand was about to slash down on Ye Chen, who was wrapped in a black stone carving, the yellow sand wrapped in the icy sword was blown away like wind erosion, revealing a gray color that symbolized death and killing.

The cold sword in Ye Chen's hand was the manifestation of the divine channel technique that contained killing, and how could it be imprisoned by the yellow sand.

When the sword light fell, Ye Chen raised his hand to make a sword, and the gray sword qi on the sword suddenly twisted, wrapping around the sword body like a dragon pattern, and rushed straight up.

The snowy sword curtain was cut open by the sharp sword in Ye Chen's hand like tofu, and the gray sword rays instantly dispersed, turning into hundreds of sword rays, like ten thousand swords returning to the sect, gathering in the dantian part of the swordsman.

A cool breeze passed by, and the swordsman knelt in the yellow sand with the broken blade in his hand, slowly looking down at his dantian, and when he looked inwardly at the layer of gray wrapped in the dantian yuandan, his pupils instantly turned crimson.

"Poof!" A sword shot out of the dantian, cutting off his second vein.

One, two, three......

Thousands of killing sword qi erupted with Yuan Dan as the center, constantly bursting out from his body, and the whole person was trapped in a blood mist.

"Puff puff!"

The swordsman's body was raised to the sky, his arms were vertical, and his body was constantly shaking, like the scene of being strafed by a machine gun, and the blood lines were like a fountain that suddenly erupted.

"Bang!" A thousand sword qi burst out at the same time, and his body was like a bomb exploding, filling the sky with blood mist.

When the blood mist dissipated, what was half-kneeling on the ground was a skeleton frame as white as jade.

Looking at the skeleton frame kneeling in front of Ye Chen, the three central councillors had dull faces, their jaws were about to fall to the ground, and Leng Feng smashed his fist on the trunk of the tree, sighing suddenly: "Another sword kill!"

Ye Chen trembled his shoulders and walked out of the confinement of the mud and sand, looking at the flowing yellow sand on the ground with interest, the spiritual power of the earth was condensed on his right foot, and he stomped his foot suddenly, and the entire back mountain suddenly shook violently, and the flowing mud and sand instantly returned to its original state, kneeling on the ground and scattering the skeleton shelf.

The swordsman's head rolled directly towards the sand ninja standing on the edge of the sand and stone, and it was only by touching his feet that the Dao realm powerhouse who was good at controlling the mud and sand woke up from the shock.

Looking at the skull of his companion, the Sand Ninja shuddered, and couldn't help but look at the ground and shout, "Lord Wang, save me!"

(End of chapter)