The Holy Emperor's sword was still dripping with blood.

Coupled with Ye Wuchen's amazing killing power, Ye An and the others felt shuddered.

They sensed fear from Ye Wuchen.

"Kill us, hahaha......"

Ye Wuwu laughed wildly.

Suddenly, he stopped laughing and looked at Ye Wuchen and Mo Xiyan: "It's up to you, you still want to go against the sky." ”

In an instant, his face turned sharp and cold.

"Hands-on. ”

Ye Wuwu shouted.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent.

When he finished using Ye Wuchen, he would be killed immediately.

As for Mo Xiyan-

Ye An and the four of them shot directly.

Ye Wuchen's eyes looked at the four of them coldly.

These four people are only five or six in the Spirit Sea Realm.

When they moved, Ye Wuchen also moved immediately.

"Lost Ghost Walk!"

Casting the Lost Ghost Step, Ye Wuchen exerted his speed to the extreme.

The next second, he appeared in front of a person.

The man raised his sword and slashed at him.

It's just that his speed is too slow.

Ye Wuchen passed by him in an instant, and blood lines appeared on the man's neck.

At this time, Ye An and the other two came together.

The three of them joined forces and attacked from three sides.

Facing the siege of the three, Ye Wuchen was indifferent.

"Phantom Legs!"

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Ye An in the chest.

"Click......"

A series of bones shattered sounded.

Ye An spat blood from his mouth and flew out.

At this moment, Ye Wuchen's long sword reversed and stabbed into the head of the person behind him.

There is also one more person on the left.

At this time, he was already frightened, standing there trembling and unable to move.

Ye Wuchen, too powerful.

The general Tianjiao is known as invincible at the same level.

But Ye Wuchen, this is the level of the same level of seckill.

Even if it is a higher order, it can be killed in seconds.

It's terrifying.

After dealing with the two people, Ye Wuchen raised his hand and grabbed this person's neck and lifted him up.

"Rao...... Plentiful...... Destiny ......"

He blushed and begged for mercy with difficulty.

The other side.

Ye Wuwu, who was about to make a move, was shocked.

Moment.

In just such an instant, Ye Wuchen killed three people in a row.

Look at the corpses all over the ground.

Look at the frightened and desperate eyes of these companions.

Ye Wuwu was furious.

"Ye Wuchen, you stop me!"

Ye Wuwu roared angrily.

If this person dies, then the people he brought this time can be said to be a loss.

"If you tell me to stop, I'll stop, then I have no face!"

Ye Wuchen sneered.

With a twist of his big hand, he directly twisted the guy's neck.

The five children of the Ye clan all died tragically.

Now, only Ye Wuwu is left alone.

"Bastard, ahh......hhh

Ye Wuwu roared angrily: "I'll kill you!"

Angry, his eyes bloodshot.

He hurriedly attacked Ye Wuchen and wanted to kill Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen gave Mo Xiyan a look.

Mo Xiyan understood in seconds.

She instantly appeared in front of Ye Wuchen, and the Haotian Hammer in her hand smashed violently.

When Mo Xiyan made his move, Ye Wuchen took the elixir.

His cultivation skyrocketed to the Seventh Heaven of the Spirit Sea Realm.

His combat power is no weaker than that of the Nine Heavens of the Spirit Sea Realm.

However, compared to Ye Wuwu, it is still very weak.

But Ye Wuchen is confident, this is enough.

"Titan Thirteen Hammers!"

Mo Xiyan directly cast a violent hammer technique.

The power of this hammer method is that it can constantly superimpose power.

Losing his weapon, Ye Wuwu could only use his martial arts.

"Thunder Palm!"

On Ye Wuwu's hands, the yellow light bloomed.

In this light, there is a thunderstorm.

A thunderous roar.

This is a yellow-level six-rank martial art, Running Thunder Palm.

Between the waves, it is like thunder, and the power is not small.

"Bang!"

Ben Thunder Palm and Haotian Hammer collided.

Ye Wuwu's complexion changed, and he felt pain in his palm.

Haotian hammer, too sharp.

But that's not the end of it.

Second hammer, third hammer, fourth hammer......

Mo Xiyan danced the Haotian Hammer with all his might.

The superposition again and again doubled the power of the Haotian Hammer.

Under this terrifying series of attacks, Ye Wuwu showed a look of horror.

"What kind of hammer is this?"

This set of hammer methods is amazing.

However, relying on his strength, Ye Wuwu was not afraid.

With Mo Xiyan's hammer method, he can't beat him.

It's just that Ye Wuwu didn't notice it.

As he met Mo Xiyan's attack, his speed slowed down completely.

"It's time!"

Holding the Holy Emperor Sword in his hand, Ye Wuchen's eyes were sharp.

He pushes his speed to the extreme.

In an instant, he came to the back of Ye Wuwu.

Ye Wuchen directly attacked Ye Wuwu with a sword in the back.

Ye Wuwu seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he immediately freed up one palm and grabbed Ye Wuchen's Saint Emperor Sword.

"You, too, want to sneak up on me?"

Ye Wuwu smiled cruelly: "This sword is good, I want it!"

With this sword, he believed that he would be able to kill Mo Xiyan quickly.

He cast a thunder palm on his hand and grabbed directly at the Saint Emperor Sword.

Looking at Ye Wuwu's movements, Ye Wuchen smiled.

This is the moment he wants.

"Sword light!"

Drinking low in his heart, Ye Wuchen's breath was fierce.

The Holy Emperor Sword instantly showed a peerless edge.

"Huh~!"

The sword light is sharp, cutting gold and breaking jade.

easily broke the thunder palm, and then pierced Ye Wuwu's palm.

The stinging pain in the palm of his hand frightened Ye Wuwu.

However, it was too late.

"Give me death!"

Ye Wuchen shattered his palm, and the sharp long sword pierced his ribs.

The sword light on the Holy Emperor's Sword exploded instantly.

This sword light is too sharp, and the organs in the human body are too fragile.

The lobes of the lungs are directly crushed.

At this time, Ye Wufu hurriedly dodged away.

He was standing not far away.

Look down at the bloody wound under your ribs.

Look at the huge blood hole.

He felt the power in his body being drained.

Ye Wuwu's face turned pale, and the intense pain made his body tremble.

He looked at the long sword in Ye Wuchen's hand in shock.

"Sword light!"

He blurted out.

It was all too familiar to him.

In the past few days, he has been scared by Jianchen's sword light.

Unexpectedly, it was still planted on the sword light.

"Poof~!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ye Wuwu's aura was even weaker.

He couldn't make it.

Because the lobes of the lungs were shattered, and the heart was also injured by the sword light.

He's dead.

"I didn't expect that I, Ye Wuwu, would actually die in your hands. ”

Ye Wuwu was furious.

His eyes were full of unwillingness.

In his heart, he should have died in Ye Wurui's hands.

Only by dying at his hands did he feel not ashamed.

Dying at Ye Wuchen's hands made him feel a great shame.

"You shouldn't mess with me. ”

Ye Wuchen looked at Ye Wuwu coldly.

From the very beginning, Ye Wuwu was provoking Ye Wuchen and repeatedly died.

"Ahem~!"

Ye Wuwu coughed up blood violently,

He said angrily: "If it weren't for Jian Chen, you would have been dead long ago." ”

It was Jianchen who hurt him.

Because of that missed opportunity, Ye Wuchen was given time to grow.

In just one day, Ye Wuchen became stronger.

The two of them worked together to exterminate all the Tianjiao of the Ye clan.

Ye Wuwu fell.

With anger and unwillingness, he will not turn a blind eye.

"Whew, it's finally settled. ”

Ye Wuchen let out a sigh of relief.

Mo Xiyan also breathed a sigh of relief, and he could finally slow down.

It's just that at this time, Chu Yu appeared.

He was like a cold and arrogant emperor, looking down on Ye Wuchen and Mo Xiyan.

Ye Wuchen's sword light surprised him.

But, that's all.

"Mo Xiyan, your talent is good. ”

His eyes looked at Mo Xiyan: "This king has decided to take you as a concubine!"