"One hundred seventy-two, fifty-six, thirty-four." The corners of his lips were slightly hooked at the head at his feet, Ye Chu slowly spit out a few numbers, and slowly raised his legs while the head of the demon in his heart was contemplating......

Just now, she had a total of one hundred and seventy-two swords, one hundred and seventy-two scars, of which only fifty-six scars were exactly the same, and the rest of the scars were a little different in length and depth, and there were even thirty-four scars that were only on the body of the heart demon. Ye Chu spread her hands, but she kindly told it where the flaw of "the so-called you are me, I am you" is, as for whether it can penetrate it, hehe......

"Bang!" The leg raised high fell heavily in an instant, and in the strong wind that was raised, Ye Chu's powerful and heavy kick landed on the head of the desperate glare at her feet with great accuracy. In the terrible ghost cry, the black mist rose and scattered in all directions, and Ye Chu actually stepped on this face that was 100% similar to her without changing his face!

"You're me, huh?!" Lowering his eyes and looking at the skull that burst open, it turned into wisps of black mist, Ye Chu crushed a few more times on the ground as if he was incomprehensible, and after that, Fang Cai raised his eyebrows and shook his head with regret, "You are not me!" ”

His gaze swept around, Ye Chu looked at the black mist that had been divided into dozens and scattered everywhere, gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and with a slight twist of his wrist, several sword lights burst out with terrifying sharp intent, and the sharp sword light tore these black mist to pieces in an instant.

The black mist in this space was cleared, and a faint suction force came. Ye Chu could feel that she could withdraw from this space at any time with this suction, but ...... Ye Chu frowned, but this did not make her feel relaxed physically and mentally, a faint sense of crisis still lingered in her heart, making her intuitively feel that the hidden danger had not disappeared, and it was not the time to withdraw from this space.

With a slight groan, Ye Chu ignored the bleeding wound of "Yu Yao", endured the heart-rending pain, and sat down cross-legged. Hug Moto-Shouichi. Concentrate and meditate.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Chu opened his eyes violently, raised his arm, and flipped his wrist. The white and slender five fingers flickered with a glittering aura. Like a sharp blade, it went straight into her heart. Beads of sweat fell from his forehead. Ye Chu clenched his teeth, his arms stretched hard, and he exerted force little by little. From the mouth of his heart, there was a desperate struggle, and his teeth and claws were so thick that he almost condensed into a wisp of black mist.

The sword yuan in Ye Chu's body gushed out, and without hesitation, it was wrapped layer by layer, and a little bit of strangulation consumed the black mist that was twisting and writhing like a small snake, the dark and shiny color of this black mist gradually dimmed, and the aura on it that made Ye Chu feel extremely uncomfortable became weaker and weaker, until this wisp of black mist was completely shattered by the sword element, Ye Chu felt a loosening of his body, his consciousness was clear, and his heart was transparent.

Not resisting the pull of gravity, Ye Chu shuttled through a distorted channel of light and shadow, maybe for a long time, maybe for a moment, her eyes slowly opened, the little fluorescence on the teleportation array reflected in her eyes, a pair of dark eyes with paint as deep as starlight, and the essence flashed like a sharp sword.

Solved the demons in her heart, doubled her divine sense, untied the shackles in her heart, and perfected her state of mind, Ye Chu only felt that her heart was warm and warm, and she no longer had that heavy feeling of depression.

Jian Yuan slowly rotated in his body, Jian Yuan was full, refreshed, and relaxed from the inside out, Ye Chu bent the corners of his mouth, stretched his waist lazily, got up slowly, clenched the long sword in his hand, took a light step, and stepped into the teleportation array.

Outside the nine-storied pagoda, Tao Fatman's clenched fist loosened suddenly, touched his chin, and grinned. Xie Zilie's eyes lit up slightly, glanced at Tao Fatzi, and pursed his mouth tightly. Xie Sixteen's face suddenly froze, and after that, he restrained the smile on his face, pinched the jade plate on his waist hard, and his fingertips turned slightly white.

The rest of the people had all kinds of emotions in their eyes, but they all fell on the third layer of the tower that lit up. After a few moments, whispering voices rang out, and gradually they became one.

Stepping in, it was dark and bright again, the sky was dark, and in the gray space where the wind was blowing, a thick smell of blood filled the nose with the wind, and the manic and tyrannical aura between heaven and earth came with a mighty impact, and Ye Chu's eyes suddenly flashed a touch of blood red. With a sigh, Ye Chu pinched the long sword in his hand, and the huge divine sense rolled out wildly, and in an instant, he suppressed the bloodthirsty impulse that was churning, and when he raised his eyes, there were thousands of miles of red land in front of him, barren and inhabited. In the distance there is a city, standing alone.

Ye Chu frowned slightly, the aura flashed under his feet, his figure flickered a few times, and he flew towards the city in the distance. With his powerful divine sense, Ye Chu was able to grasp the situation of the entire city in his heart the moment he approached the city.

Cold hands and feet! Ye Chu's body stood stiffly in a dilapidated house on the edge of the city, his whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, this chill penetrated through his heart, Ye Chu's rock-like arm trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword in his hand. It took a long time for Ye Chu to recover from her state of distraction, her delicate face was violently distorted, the blood red under her eyes was surging, and a sky-high killing intent erupted from her body.

Closing his eyes slightly, silently reciting the mantra of pure heart, Ye Chu's expanded divine consciousness spread out, densely enveloping the entire city, and after a moment, Ye Chu snorted, wiped a handful of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and a hideous smile appeared on his pale face.

After stuffing a large handful of pills, Ye Chu closed his eyes and settled, and Jian Yuan was running rapidly in his body, and most of his divine consciousness was quickly recovered.

After a while, Ye Chu opened his slightly reddened eyes, took the long sword in his hand, stepped out of the dilapidated house, and marched along the silent street towards the center of the city.

The voice became noisy little by little, faintly entering Ye Chu's ears with the wind, hooking the corners of his mouth, Ye Chu pinched the long sword in his hand, the wind rose, and the sword was slightly raised.

"Where are you?" The hoarse voice followed by the dull footsteps, a tall figure covered a big shadow in front of Ye Chu's body, and with a wave of the person's arm, a long halberd was horizontal in front of Ye Chu. (To be continued.) )