Chapter 82: Yiren is like a dream

The light of the spell was shrouded, Ye Wuchen was wrapped in countless breaths, Qing Yushang pointed out, and the fire phoenix directly penetrated Ye Wuchen's shoulder, leaving a deep blood hole.

The breath of life was shattered, Ye Wuchen fell to the ground again, his golden body was in tatters, Ye Wuchen held the long sword in his hand, and slowly stood up, his pupils were extremely cold.

More than a dozen people surrounded him, and Qing Li also slowly came to Ye Wuchen, and said arrogantly: "The posture of an ant, you dare to provoke the Qing family, my father won't let you kill you! But that's his business! But you must die tonight!"

"Is it??A waste who can only rely on the family!Why didn't my lotus array burn you to death and shout in front of me?" Ye Wuchen said casually.

The blood-stained face was still flat, Qing Li roared angrily, and Ye Wuchen's words hurt his heart again.

A punch blasted out and smashed directly on Ye Wuchen's body, and the fist intent blasted Ye Wuchen away and smashed into the broken ruins.

"Mole ant, mole ant, you wait for me to step aside, I want to know the life of this mole with my own hands!" Qing Li said madly and roared.

Seeing the situation, more than a dozen people around didn't dare to say much, and they all retreated to the side, the patriarch was not there, who would dare to disobey Qingli's words.

"Young master, you can't kill him! He has shocking luck on him, the patriarch's intention, leaving him alive will be of great use!" The black-robed old man stepped forward, but was knocked back by Qing Li's punch.

"Don't use my father to press me! I'll tell you, whoever dares to stop me, I will punish his whole clan!" Qing Li stepped out, and the flame orangutan behind him roared, and the heavenly fire was resolute, directly blasting towards the ruins.

The sword curtain shrouded, and in the ruins, Ye Wuchen slowly stood up, his arm was waved, and an endless sky appeared behind him, the sky was magnificent, colliding with the flames like the heavens.

The people around exclaimed, this Ye Wuchen had reached this point, he could even fight back, and that life soul had changed again.

"The soul of the firmament of Qingcanglou! This kid is simply a demon! What else is he hiding!" the black-robed old man's face was shocked.

Qing Li's face was pale, from the Void Gate to the Burial Heaven Sword, and then there was the Nine Turns Lotus Array, this leaf dustless was like a treasure furnace, and the connotation seemed to be endless.

He is the Tianjiao of the Qing family, but in front of Ye Wuchen, he seems weak, and even has low self-esteem, and finally evolves into jealousy and hatred.

This is like a spell, trapping his proud and confident heart, and it lingers.

Ye Wuchen raised his hand, fighting the heavens and the earth, and on the thick sky, countless phantoms of the god of war stick appeared, and the god stick waved down, and the battle intent was unlimited.

At this moment, Ye Wuchen no longer left his hand, he lifted his broken body, his soul burned to the extreme, a sword stabbed out, the sky was blood-red, and the war stick slammed down.

Qing Li's eyes were hollow, his expression was a little dull, and in the face of the attacking attack, he didn't fight back, and was directly bombarded on the ground.

Someone wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the old man in the black robe, he understood that Ye Wuchen had become Qingli's inner demon, and the inner demon had to be cracked by himself.

If Qing Li didn't defeat Ye Wuchen, then his cultivation path would end there.

"Mole ant! mole ant!" Qing Li thought at the corner of his mouth, his figure stood up, and he looked at Ye Wuchen, becoming extremely hideous.

Wanhua Jue added his body, Qing Li held the Endless Heavenly Fire in his hand, colliding with Ye Wuchen, he had a divine body bonus, and Ye Wuchen was already an empty body, fighting by burning his life.

A punch was blasted out, the sky and the battle stick were worn out, and Ye Wuchen's figure retreated, but when he turned around, it was a sword intent impact.

Qing Li was insane, and in the face of the fierce sword qi, he was directly pierced through his body, his body staggered, and he fell directly from the air.

Seeing this, the old man in the distance immediately waved his hand and asked more than a dozen people to come forward to rescue, and Qing Yushang saw that Qing Li was injured and rushed directly to the front.

The phoenix flame flew out, and Ye Wuchen's palm magic stick collided with it, and the qi and blood dissipated, and he was also smashed to the ground.

"Brother, are you okay!" Qing Yushang supported Qing Li, but at this moment, Qing Li seemed to be crazy.

"Kill him, kill him, ants, ants......" Qing Li waved his arms, his eyes were blank, and he was very desperate.

Seeing Qing Li like this, a trace of hatred crossed Qing Yushang's beautiful eyes, but for some reason, when she looked at Ye Wuchen again, her mind would be extremely painful.

She shook her head vigorously, trying not to let herself think about the name Ye Wuchen as much as possible, and her figure caught up, and the phoenix flame killed Ye Wuchen again.

More than a dozen brilliant rays of light surrounded Ye Wuchen, and in the face of the spirit body sixfold cultivator, Ye Wuchen was simply unable to resist.

Qing Yushang killed, the invincible flame, mixed with anger, bombarded down, and at the same time, more than a dozen people shot one after another.

The light of the spell suddenly illuminated the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying divine body fluctuated, like the destruction of the world, swallowing Ye Wuchen.

"Boom!" The earth shook, the breath exploded, and more than a dozen people floated in the air, looking down at Ye Wuchen, who was drowned in light, and did not dare to relax a little.

Ye Wuchen's luck was shocking, and the hole cards were even more infinite, and the blood of the Nine Turns Lotus Array had killed them before.

Even if more than a dozen people surrounded them, they still didn't dare to take it lightly, because this person was strong-willed to a certain extent, which made people fearful.

His eyes focused, the light dissipated, and sure enough, Ye Wuchen was not shattered, but even brighter!

"This! This is simply a demon!" someone said in fear, because under the light, Ye Wuchen actually stepped out again.

Countless formations appeared, the long sword circled, turning into a layer of shield, blocking everyone's attacks, Ye Wuchen's body was stained with golden blood, and under the light of the array, he was like a god of war.

The black-robed old man's eyes condensed, he had seen this sword array, in the void, those dark eyes flashed a dark color.

The sword array coiled, containing a terrifying sword will, Ye Wuchen's fingers slashed, and the sword array surged, condensing a pitch-black long sword in the sky.

The long sword was sharp, Ye Wuchen pointed out, and the pitch-black giant sword slashed directly at a spirit man, and the formation was mixed with the power of the Great Dao, and the qi ran through Changhong.

A wall of magic light floated in front of the man, and the giant sword slashed down, bursting out with countless formations and power, the wall of light shattered, and the giant sword slashed at the man, instantly taking his life.

The aura drifted and the man fell.

This scene happened so fast that everyone didn't even react, and a spirit sixfold cultivator was killed like this, which was too domineering.

Ye Wuchen stepped out, he burned his essence blood, and directly swung the giant sword to sweep the Eight Desolations, the array was shining, and the breath exploded, like a shock.

There was a man with a physical cultivation, and the six purple divine bodies on his body bloomed, and with the power of the mountains behind him, he smashed into the giant sword.

The sword array dissolved, and at the moment of contact, the man was wrapped inside, the sword qi roared, and the long sword pierced the man's flesh and blood, passed through the chest, and killed another person.

Ye Wuchen was furious at this moment, his blood was boiling, his body controlled the giant sword, crushing everything, and more than a dozen Qing clan people were beheaded at the beginning alone.

The invincible posture pushed everyone present, the formation was added, and the rest of the people did not dare to resist hard, and retreated one after another.

The blood roared, Ye Wuchen directly caught up, the sword intent was fierce, and the giant sword slashed through the sky, like a life-threatening god of death, plundering life.

At this moment, the Qing's Tianjiao Gate is like a dying mouse, there is no trace of arrogance, the formation is dead, and the sword qi is invincible.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and a spiritual light reappeared in the sky, and the divine body shattered, turning into a breath to feed back the heavens and the earth.

Ye Wuchen had no intention of stopping, he was surrounded and suppressed by everyone, and the anger in his heart was rolling, and he was completely released at this moment.

The invincible posture, chasing the Qing's Tianjiao, frantically fell, and the phantoms of more than a dozen people were directly left.

The fire phoenix burned the plain, Qing Yushang was also flustered at the moment, Ye Wuchen was actually approaching her at this moment, and the golden body, although it was broken, was endless.

Ye Wuchen's clothes were soaked in blood, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and the manic sword qi raged up, and she was directly wrapped in it.

The beautiful woman in the red dress, her long hair falling, is so moving and charming, the fire phoenix looks up to the sky, and the green feather dress urges the body and blasts down the sword array.

But the formation pattern is invincible, with her no solution at all, a sword slashed through her arm, and blood flowed out, but Qing Yushang was extremely tough.

Shrouded by the sword array, the sword qi was raging, her breath was still cold, and another sword stabbed out, directly slashing Qing Yushang to the ground, and there was no trace of fear on her face.

Qingyu is an extraordinary woman, she has her pride, she has her spirit, even in the face of death, she is not afraid.

Ye Wuchen didn't pity the jade, just now this woman was very decisive in his attack, and the cave on his left shoulder still had blood left.

The array converged, the sword qi was crushed, and the green feather clothes were almost wiped out.

"Wait! I have one more question!" said Aoyushang softly.

Ye Wuchen's gaze swept over the woman's serious cheeks, his sword qi contracted, and he said indifferently: "Say!"

"I just want to ask you!Why does this bead on my neck come to me every time I pick her up!" Qing Yushang said sincerely.

The phoenix beads were shining, and the green feather dress was still carrying the string of ornaments that Ye Wuchen gave her, her eyes flickered, and Ye Wuchen recalled the night when she picked the star tower.

The woman leaned on her body, her beautiful face, charming and charming, he photographed this thing, wore it with her own hands, and the woman made a dance promise.

It's just that when we meet again, the promise has become an enemy, and I haven't danced, but I have compared it to a sword, and all this is like a dream.

Ye Wuchen remembered the past, if it weren't for the demon mountain to wash away his memories, would all this happen?

Qing Yushang was innocent, she was sincere, but she was ruthless, and he was wrong?

Looking at the woman's beautiful face, she was sad and pitiful at the moment, the beads flickered, and Ye Wuchen's heart seemed to be a little painful.

This feeling reminded Ye Wuchen of Lin Shiyin, he made a mistake once, and now Qing Yushang's move is not another mistake?

Guilt, self-blame, this series of thoughts came to his heart, Ye Wuchen doubted himself and doubted what he had done.

The formation dissipated, but the corners of Qing Yushang's face crossed a trace of coldness, she was also testing Ye Wuchen.

This string of phoenix beads did make her very painful, but the memory had been erased, and she had long wanted to throw away this painful thing.

I didn't expect that at the critical moment, she could interfere with Ye Wuchen, she pretended to be sad and pitiful, it was a temptation, and now it has worked!