The blood sword in Tang Chen's hand was covered with blood-red light, and the light became more and more intense, far surpassing the sword light when Wu Chen first saw Tang Chen.

Wu Chen's heart palpitated for no reason, the hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and he read the threat of death in Tang Chen's eyes.

As a general commanding the leopard pawn, Wu Chen is well versed in the truth of "the eagle fights the rabbit and does his best". Holding the knife in his hand tightly with his right hand, Wu Chen's left fist hit Tang Chen's face directly, he would not give Tang Chen another chance to accumulate strength.

The whistling punch smashed directly into Tang Chen's face, and the young man was pushed back again. But he didn't have any expression, he just held the Blood Death Sword in his hand, constantly condensing the sword intent on the Blood Death Sword.

"One punch can't defeat you, what about the next punch?" Wu Chen smashed another punch at Tang Chen, and at the same time, a knife slashed out, and the blade had already touched Tang Chen's flesh.

Tang Chen jumped lightly and avoided the knife that Wu Chen had slashed at.

Tang Chen slowly raised his head, with a contemptuous smile on his face: "Red Light Sword, Blood Chooses Its Emperor." For thousands of years, who will resist me!"

Tang Chen's voice became gloomy and ruthless, and when he looked at Wu Chen, it was like looking at another ant. The bloody sword in his hand had lost its blood, and the sword body had turned a tragic red, and the blood on it was constantly flowing, and countless souls under the sword roared in the sword.

Tang Chen held the Blood Sword and walked towards Mo Chen step by step, like a demon god descending into the world, asking the world.

Wu Chen wanted to escape, he even had the courage to face this young man whose left hand had been abolished. When Tang Chen finished saying that, Wu Chen felt that the young man in front of him had changed, a little less immature in the primary battlefield, and more of a slaughtering aura that killed tens of millions of people.

But Wu Chen didn't run away, because Tang Chen didn't give him this chance. Tang Chen's right hand took out the sword, it was just the most basic slash, but it was like a thunderbolt. Wu Chen tried to block it with the back of his knife, but the moment the long knife touched the Blood Death Sword, it was cut off.

Wu Chen didn't even have time to speak, the sword light of the Blood Death Sword had already appeared in front of his eyes.

Wu Chen would never have thought that he would die at the hands of this young man. But now, death has indeed come, Wu Chen roared unwillingly in his heart, and was stabbed to death by Tang Chen's sword.

Tang Chen, who saw Wu Chen fall to the ground, did not stop, his hair was messy, and he rushed into the army formation with blood stained in his hand. No one could stop it, and no one dared to block it, every attack of Tang Chen was the most basic sword style, but no one could block it.

Tang Chen held the Blood Death Sword, and he was unstoppable, whoever dared to stop him, he would pierce anyone's body, and the blood and slaughter made his face full of wanton smiles.

If it weren't for my blood, how could there be a layman called the Sword Emperor!

Tang Chen had already entered a mad realm, and all he could see now was the pleasure that killing brought him. The pain of his left hand being scrapped was no longer felt, he just had to kill more people!

After Feng Mo fought with Mo Ke, he retreated to the rear to command and dispatch. When he noticed Tang Chen, he immediately secretly said bad in his heart, and rushed towards the direction where Tang Chen was with the Remnant Sun Sword.

On the other side of the battlefield, Yumo was fighting fiercely with Liu Chenxin.

Liu Chenxin is the first fierce general under Mo Ke, although he is old, he has always been Mo Ke's most important general. In the past, Liu Chenxinben and Meng Jun, Li Wensong and others were generals in Yang Yu together, and then left the imperial capital due to the change of the imperial capital and wandered around.

Later, Liu Chenxin met Mo Ke, and the two became friends. Later, he learned that Mo Ke was going to rebel against Yang Yu, thinking that he had no family and no worries in his life, so Liu Chenxin directly joined Mo Ke's subordinates.

"I have long heard that Yumo's seven-star arrows are unparalleled in the world, and I really admire seeing them today. ”

"Seniors praise falsely. Yumo held the Dust Breaking Sword in his hand, and without saying much, he rushed directly to Liu Chenxin.

Liu Chenxin came to greet him with a snake spear in his hand, and the two of them came and went, and after dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, they couldn't tell the winner.

"Yumo, the old man's archery skills are indeed inferior to yours, but the old man boasts that he is a little better than you in this ability to rush into battle and kill the enemy. A spear stabbed out, Yumo was a little careless, the tip of the spear was already approaching his body, and Yumo had to turn over and jump. Dodged this stab, but he didn't expect Liu Chenxin to use the spear as the axis, take the opportunity to throw his body out, and kicked directly at Yumo's chest.

Yumo couldn't dodge, and he was kicked firmly, and the power of this kick made Yumo take several steps back, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"Underestimating the enemy. Yumo wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and held the dust in his hand, "Senior, this sword, call the dust!"

Yumo moved, the speed was extremely fast, and Liu Chenxin couldn't see anything except for a few sword shadows that attacked. Yumo's figure vanished in his rapid movements.

Soon, a sword light burst out and stabbed directly at Liu Chenxin's back, and when Liu Chenxin found out, it was too late. The sword that slashed directly through the armor on Liu Chenxin's body.

"Good boy, it's been a long time since I've moved my muscles like this. Liu Chenxin threw away the spear in his hand, pulled out the knife at his waist, and he held the handle of the knife with both hands, and gently closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Liu Chenxin opened his eyes and rushed towards Yumo, "Here!"

Yumo didn't even have time to dodge, and a knife mark appeared on his right shoulder.

How could it be, how could he tell where I was?

"Boy, are you wondering how I know your location?" Liu Chenxin once again tightly captured Yumo's figure, although Yumo was already on guard, he was still injured by Liu Chenxin's knife momentum.

"This knife calls for meditation. The mind of the person who holds the knife will become calm. And no matter how small the movements around me are, it is impossible to escape my control. Liu Chenxin slashed at Yumo again and again with a knife, as he said, he could penetrate Yumo's position every time.

Yumo's figure gradually appeared, he could no longer move quickly, and the injuries on his body made him feel dizzy.

Yumo stood in front of Liu Chenxin, who loved white, and was now dressed in red. Yumo held the broken dust in his hand and looked at Liu Chenxin calmly.

"Boy, after today, there will be no more seven-star arrows. Liu Chenxin's knife slashed over again, and he jumped high, as if he wanted Yumo to be directly crushed.

And when the knife was only half an inch away from Yumo's body, the person under him suddenly disappeared. "Don't be dying, you can't hide. Liu Chenxin held on to the location of Yumo and meditated, but this time, no matter how he felt, he could no longer find the location of Yumo.

This made Liu Chenxin's heart feel a little panicked, if he couldn't feel Yumo's position, it would be like Yumo sneaking into the darkness. Liu Chenxin is not afraid of a frontal blow, but an attack from the shadows is likely to kill him with one blow.

The enemy is in the dark, I am in the light, I must be calm.

Liu Chenxin held Jingxin to feel the position of Yumo, and suddenly, he felt a trace of abnormal movement around him. The corners of Liu Chenxin's mouth rose slightly, and he slashed out.

"Boy, where are you running this time?"

But the knife swung by Liu Chenxin did not hit Yumo's body, and there was no figure of Yumo where the knife was. A cold sweat oozed from Liu Chenxin's back, for this kind of contest, if a knife is swung in the air, then what will be the punishment for the short-swinger?

The sword light appeared, and Yumo pierced Liu Chenxin's back with a sword, and the first fierce general who left the army was directly penetrated through his body by the broken dust.

Liu Chenxin, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes wide, looking at Yumo in front of him, he roared angrily: "Why? Why! How can you escape my feelings!" Liu Chen's heart was full of unwillingness, in his memory, no one could avoid his feelings, even if he was as strong as Meng Jun and Li Wensong when he was young, he would never be able to do it.

But the young man in front of him, in just a few rounds, avoided his own feelings, and completely defeated himself, which Liu Chenxin couldn't accept, he must understand why he lost!

Listening to the old man's unwilling roar, Yumo slowly withdrew the sword into his scabbard: "Senior, you are very strong. But you forget, I'm the Dust Breaker Sword Master. ”

"Dust-breaking sword, dust-breaking sword......" Liu Chenxin muttered, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and finally closed his eyes, completely losing his life.

"The Ten Monarchs of the Sword Dao, the Lord of the Blue Dome, the sword shadow is impermanent, and its secrets are unpredictable. Yumo looked at the battlefield around him and rushed towards Feng Mo's position.