118. Infinite Hell of Dead Silence (3)

In the ice and snow, Ye Chen seemed to be standing in the vast ice age, closing his eyes, a powerful fluctuation, like a violent wind, swept out without dead ends.

The snow was falling all over the sky, and it didn't take long for Ye Chen to open his eyes and walk in one direction.

"Lieutenant General."

After turning around the snow a few times, a hidden iceberg revealed a deep hole, and Ye Chen just happened to meet the jailer who had entered the Advance City with the golden lion before.

Originally, Ye Chen could have followed behind those jailers, but after thinking about it, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he still planned to go one after the other, and it could be seen that Ye Chen was a little too careful.

As soon as the jailer came out, he saw Ye Chen and gave a solemn military salute for this.

"This is the entrance to Infinite Hell?"

"Yes, it's guarded by the chief of the guard, Lord Hiryu." The jailer nodded.

Frowning slightly, Ye Chen said, why didn't you see this guy, it turned out to be here.

"Go ahead!" With a wave of his hand, Ye Chen raised his feet and walked towards the sixth layer, with his current identity, entering the sixth layer, there was no need to report or approve at all.

Entering the entrance, there was a cave, and sure enough, not far away, a man wearing a prison officer's hat, his feet on the table, and a long sword next to him, was closing his eyes, as if he was sleeping.

Hiryu of the Rain, as the beasts in the group once said, is the only man who can compete with Hawkeye Mihawk as a swordsman, and he is a pure swordsman.

Ye Chen didn't know if what those beasts said was right, but it must not be easy to become the second person in the Blackbeard Pirates in the future.

Also, this guy seems to be because he often kills prisoners indiscriminately and is particularly fond of killing, which leads to a few years later, he has changed from a chief guard to a suspended death row prisoner, and this life experience has to be said to be rich.

Just by taking a look, Ye Chen ignored it and walked towards the sixth floor.

"Whoosh..."At this moment, a sword light flickered, Ye Chen's long hair flew, and his two fingers were pitch black, pinching a sharp sword light.

"God, Ye Chen."

With a slightly crazy voice, Xiliu, who was originally sleeping, yawned, straightened his hat, lit a cigar, and looked at Ye Chen with a cloud of smoke.

And Ye Chen directly crushed the sword light, and finally turned into a little fluorescence and disappeared into the air without speaking.

"I originally wanted to find the other three to play, but since you came to the door automatically, and I happened to be bored, why don't we have fun?"

Very evil and arrogant, Xiliu wiped the long sword in his hand and looked at Ye Chen playfully.

His eyes remained unchanged, Ye Chen looked at Xiliu and hooked his fingers.

With a bloodthirsty face, Xiliu stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, disappearing in place, the deep cold sword light in his hand, like a rainbow in the daytime, was fleeting, and slashed towards Ye Chen's neck.

As soon as it came up, it was aimed at the key point.

Xiliu's attack made Ye Chen's gaze suddenly cold, and there was a crack in the ground, and he shot out, sinking vigorously, and a hurricane swayed, making Xiliu's originally smiling face tense all of a sudden.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the huge force collided, and Xiliu did a few backflips in the air, a few steps back, one step at a time, and the cigar in his mouth fell even more.

"Whoosh..."The faint afterimage condensed, the pupils shrank, the atmosphere flowed, and with a bang, a pitch-black fist smashed into the head.

Raising his sword, he stepped sideways, and the entire ground instantly cracked, and countless chaotic cracks were torn out.

Turning quickly, Ye Chen attacked again.

The sword light flowed, pressed down, Xiliu's face was ugly, his hands were slightly numb, his feet were deep in the ground, and he moved out directly.

"Whoosh..."

A hundred-meter-long slash destroyed the withering and decaying, and walked close to the ground.

Shining and dazzling, like thunder in the heavy rain, it was fleeting, Ye Chen stopped in front of him with both hands, and was also pushed out horizontally.

Almost at the same time, the two appeared in mid-air, and a wave of wind pressure and sword light swept the audience.

"Boom....", the air was pumped, and a whip leg tore out.

His pupils shrank, and his right hand rose, directly in front of the whip leg; Mountains were moved and reclaimed, the earth collapsed, and a black shadow rolled out.

Immediately after, the sound of breaking the air came again, Ye Chen's hair was flaring, and his fierce look was indifferent to everything.

The rubble turned over the sky, and Ye Chen kicked heavily on Xiliu's chest, and at the same time, in an instant, Ye Chen turned his head, and a blood mark appeared on his face, spilling blood.

"Poof..."

Opening his mouth to vomit blood, Xiliu covered his chest, his face was a little painful, and Ye Chen, reaching out to wipe the blood on his face, was expressionless.

With a flick of his fingers, a bead of blood, like a bullet, shot towards Hiryu.

"Rain, Absolute Slash."

In the rubble, a brilliant sword light rose up in the sky.

"Boom. Boom..."

Suddenly exploded, the sky was filled with gunsmoke, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and a layer of fire waves poured into the mountains and seas, setting off the surface.

The sword light vanished, and Hiryu's feet sank deep into the ground, his body smoking, and his face was gloomy.

"Hum..."

The air wailed, exploded out of thin air, and a black foot burst in.

"Ding..."The tip of the sword was sharp, Ye Chen frowned slightly, and a pain came from the bottom of his foot, even if he had an armed color, he couldn't resist the sharp qi, so he tore a hole and dripped blood.

Turning around, he pulled out his left foot and caused a hurricane, and Hiryu, with one hand up, stopped in front of him.

It was deafening, the whole ground shattered, and Hiryu turned into a cannonball, and flew out heavily, kicking up a cloud of rubble.

"Haha.. God's name is well deserved. ”

In the smoke and dust, Hiryu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and put away his sword.

"You're good, one of the three strongest swordsmen I've seen so far." Seeing Xiliu put away his long sword, Ye Chen's eyes were cold.

"This is the key to the sixth floor." Untied a bunch of keys from his waist, and Xiliu threw them to Ye Chen.

With the key in hand, Ye Chen turned around and walked towards the sixth floor.

"Who are the other two swordsmen!" Behind him, Hiliu lit a cigar and took a puff of smoke, still so arrogant and picky.

"Jorakol Mihawk, red-haired Shanks."

The lingering sound reached Hiryu's ears.

"Da... "It's very quiet, the whole area exudes the smell of decay, everything here seems to be desperate and dead.

The sound of heavy footsteps sounded empty, and Ye Chen carried a faint hand lamp, and gradually saw clearly that there were cells on both sides.

Some are empty, and some are all bones.

Here, the entire cell is made of sea building stone mixed with the hardest thing in the world, and the prisoners here, every other week, only have a mouthful of water and a mouthful of food, as long as they enter here, they are basically sentenced to death.

Cold, dead and dark, as if rejected by the world, staying here, only life is better than death.

"Smack..."

It's very quiet, the whole infinite hell is like no life, just like that sentence, the mouse comes in with a smile and can cry out, and even, even the mouse doesn't want to come in here, as long as he steps into here, it means that he loses his life, because the beast in it will not hesitate to swallow it with hair.

In the entire area, there was only the sound of the coal lamp burning in Ye Chen's hand.

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