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Behind him are four powerful men with a strong atmosphere, Yu Yichen is just a gatekeeper, and these people are supervising his movements, guarding the cell while practicing.

Time passed unconsciously, and eight hours passed in a blink of an eye, and Yu Yichen's eyes suddenly opened at this time and stood up!

"What do you want to do?" shouted a rebel martial artist at this time. Yu Yichen didn't speak, and the surging soul qi gushed out, suddenly forming a barrier around him.

The Qiuyuan Sword flew out from the Martial Palace, and a wisp of purple light flew out from the sword body, blasting towards the four rebel heroes!

"Ziqi, you are a martial arts powerhouse!" was a rebel tycoon exclaimed at this time, and one of them had his eyes rolling slightly, and he quietly wanted to leave.

It's a pity that the barrier laid by Yu Yichen is so easy to pass through, and before he can move, the Qiu Yuan Sword directly bombarded with purple mang, and his body suddenly exploded into pieces, and the blood was Linlin.

"Damn, fight with him!" The remaining three rebel tycoons trembled nervously, and they blasted out their strongest mastery!

It's a pity that the Qiuyuan Sword looks ordinary, but in fact, it is very strong and left, and with a light sound, it exudes ten thousand sword qi!

Before the three rebel clan giants could fully bloom their power, they were shattered by the sword qi of the Qiuyuan Sword, and the severed limbs and stumps flew across the sky, and the blood flew away! However, the blood was quickly evaporated by the scorching temperature on the Qiuyuan Sword, leaving only a strong taste.

Yu Yichen's face was awe-inspiring, and he took out the key and opened the door directly. Ahead is the blood pool leading to the Bairu Project.

All the promotions of the rebel clan are inseparable from the blood pool, so soon there will be a terrifying smell of blood.

Yu Yichen's pace was steady and fast, and in a blink of an eye, he passed through the passage and arrived at a place!

"What man!" a cold voice suddenly appeared from the shadows, full of murderous and cold flavor.

"Boom!" Yu Yichen didn't speak, and Qiu Yuanjian immediately slashed at the voice.

"Enemy!" the rebel Daru said with a hint of surprise in his voice, waving his Chinese pen, and soon three blood-red heroic spirits appeared.

The rebel Confucians who were able to choose to guard the place where the Hundred Confucian plans were located were all strong people at the peak of the first level of Confucianism, and their strength was very strong.

On the Qiu Yuan Sword, it was the power of the gold system that was originally slashed at the rebel Confucian, and the three blood-red heroic spirits roared wildly, and immediately surrounded Yu Yichen.

These Heroic Spirits also have the strength of the first rank of Confucianism, but their attack power and staying power are naturally inferior.

Yu Yichen raised his eyebrows, and as soon as his mind moved, the power of the gold system immediately turned into the power of purple thunder and lightning!

The power of the Nine Swords lies here, the power of the nine different attributes can be converted into each other, and the power is incomparably great!

Compared with his original martial arts, this is equivalent to simplifying the complex, and there is a taste of returning to the basics! Everything points directly to the final essence, the level of the primary level of the rules of heaven and earth.

"Hiss!" The three blood-red Heroic Spirits all showed extreme fear at this time, because the power of thunder and lightning was definitely the nemesis of these Heroic Spirits.

In particular, there is a kind of majestic power on Yu Yichen's Qiuyuan sword that is difficult to be rigorous, which is the feeling that only the top Confucian battle blade has.

"Boom!" The Qiuyuan Sword suddenly accelerated, slashing through the waist of the blood-red Heroic Spirit, and the Heroic Spirit made a loud noise, exploding instantly!

"Damn!" The rebel Confucian watched his strongest heroic spirit being killed by Yu Yichen one by one, gritted his teeth but had no choice but to turn around and flee!

The power of thunder and lightning is also his greatest nemesis, and if he is entangled, he will definitely be killed!

"Want to leave?" A sneer appeared on Yu Yichen's face, with his strength at this time, if this rebel Confucian could escape smoothly, it could be said to be a great joke.

A vine-green plant suddenly bloomed quietly at the exit, and in an instant, it continued to grow and expand, blocking it!

"Explode for me!" The Great Confucian of the Rebel Clan was about to go crazy, the enemy who suddenly appeared was simply a monster, and in an instant, he used three martial arts with different attributes.

Wenbi shot out with a trace of demonic energy, and blew up the vine-green plant, but with this delay, the Qiuyuan Sword had already blasted out a scorching flame with great speed and exploded on him!

"Ahh

"You can die!" Yu Yichen said lightly, the Qiu Yuan sword slashed through his neck, and the Great Confucian of the Rebel Clan was killed like this.

"It's a pity that the seal of the Qiuyuan Sword has not been completely unlocked, and it has lost its sword spirit!, otherwise, if it is a genuine Great Confucian peak battle blade, the power will be even more terrifying than the Great Confucian Seal!" Yu Yichen sighed lightly, the current Qiuyuan Sword was only sharp enough, but it did not have the power of being incomparably powerful.

At the exit, there was a huge mountain wall, in which many unconscious babies were hanging, and at least tens of thousands of people were at least at a glance. Each baby is connected to a flesh-colored tube at the navel and buried deep into the ground.

There was a huge heart-like sarcoma on the ground, breathing like a rhythm, and it looked extremely terrifying.

"It's too cruel!" Yu Yichen's eyes showed an unbearable look, this was the first step of the secret method of the anti-clan, extracting the innate aura from the body of a baby who was less than a year old with amazing talent, and gradually condensing it into a lower-quality anti-clan blood crystal.

Although these anti-clan blood crystals were not as good as those refined with holy blood, they were enough for the creation of anti-clan great confucians.

The Qiuyuan Sword suddenly struck, spun around the mountain wall quickly, and cut off all those flesh-colored pipes.

The huge sarcoma shook violently at this time, and stopped its rhythm! The Qiuyuan Sword flew back upside down, blasting out the yellow sword qi, and instantly turned into a boulder and slammed into the sarcoma, straight into the ground!

In the process of making this kind of reverse blood crystal, they are most afraid of the pollution of the earth-based aura, and once this happens, it will immediately be wasted.

Yu Yichen's figure flew by, his eyes flashed over those babies, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart, a little sad! These children's innate aura was robbed, even if they could survive, they would definitely be demented people, and there would be no one in a hundred who could survive.

His figure quickly left the place and entered another passage! it was a very cold and damp place, and from time to time very cool and fishy water droplets fell from all around.