The long sword was in the sky, compared with Ye Chen's golden body, although it was not so majestic and magnificent, it was dazzling and intimidating.

"Whew!"

Ahead, the ghostly wind gusted, wanting to blow people's hearts, compared with the golden mang, but it was like two extremes, which made people can't help but be convinced at the same time, and at the same time feel the biting chill.

"The emperor's sword, the emperor's sword!"

Huang Tian's expression was cold, and the solemnity in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

In front of him, this little monk whose cultivation has only reached the middle stage of foundation building, but who has broken through the late stage of foundation building because of his awakening bloodline, is a little stronger than himself, a genius boy born in the royal family!

And the awakening of the power of his bloodline made him feel a great pressure, and he almost couldn't even give birth to the heart to resist!

It's hard to believe that a guy in a desolate place can actually cultivate the foundation building period to such a powerful realm without the power of awakening bloodline!

"Destroy the body and kill the soul, the emperor is coming!"

Huang Tian shouted in a deep voice, his golden pupils were full of light, and the sound of breaking the air around him was terrifying.

The long sword slashed through the air, and between breaths, it seemed to have traveled through time and space, and instantly appeared above Ye Chen's head.

The totem phantom roared in the sky, and the roar directly shook the gravel on the stone road sideways, and then exploded in mid-air, which was extremely terrifying.

Under Ye Chen's feet, the originally scattered gravel had already been shattered and fallen by this force, and gusts of wind came out of it, evolving into all kinds of hideous phantoms, and then disappeared with the wind.

An invisible force supported Ye Chen's body, but Ye Chen was not affected by this force at all, and still stood in place with his eyes closed.

"The Imperial Dao Sword can not only kill people's bodies, but also kill monk primordial gods!"

"With such a powerful sword, how can he, a foundation building monk who has awakened his bloodline for the first time and has not yet cultivated his spiritual sense, resist it?"

One of the monks frowned and muttered to himself, with a hint of doubt in his words.

There were so many geniuses present, both in terms of knowledge and cultivation, they were extraordinary, and it was natural to see that Ye Chen had just been promoted to the late stage of foundation building!

Although it looks like it's just as strong, it definitely won't be comparable to a cultivator of the same level who has cultivated to the half-step Returning Yuan Realm cultivation and then forcibly suppressed to the foundation building stage!

What's more, with the unrivaled combat power and legends of the royal family, even if there are so many monks present, I'm afraid there are few people who can compare!

Because, the legends of the cultivation world are all killed!

"Punish people's bodies, with his strength, he is not afraid, right?" A monk's eyes were scorching, and there was no ripple between his words, "It's just to kill the Yuan Shen, it's hard to say!"

"Yes, although they are both competitors, it is inevitable to see that such an ungrown genius is about to fall!"

A beautiful female monk was dressed in fluttering clothes, her crescent-like eyebrows twisted slightly, and a trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes.

With her head lifted lightly, her snow-white neck was like the most perfect white jade, delicate and fair, and her white dress danced.

If his lips contain Dan, his teeth are bitten lightly, and his smooth face is as smooth as jade with a hint of nervousness.

Obviously, the cruelty of the cultivation world is not yet fully acceptable!

"Heh, it's inevitable that there will be some taste!"

A cold and arrogant voice came from a distance, and a blood-colored figure came in an instant.

Along with it, a blood-colored long sword with a blood glow several feet long suddenly slashed from a distance.

"Ahh

"You madman!"

"Are you going to be the enemy of all of us?"

In front of the girl, more than a dozen teenagers standing were shocked on the spot, and they all roared angrily and dodged.

It's a pity that the road surface is too narrow, and there is the suppression of cultivation, where can I avoid it?

"Poof!"

"Dang!"

Some monks couldn't dodge it, and they were hit by the blood on the spot

Mang cut it in half, stared at his frightened eyes, and couldn't even say a word, so he fell down with a bang and broke it up again.

The monks who cultivated to be stronger were also missing arms and legs, and even the dazzling spiritual weapons in their hands were shattered by that blood ray, and only half of them were left!

"So what's that?"

The arrogant and cold voice sounded again, and a blood-colored figure slowly appeared in front of the girl, with a bloody robe and a bloody sword, even the eyes were blood-red, and there was an evil smile on the handsome face, and on the long sword, the blood of those monks was still dripping.

"This ......"

The girl's beautiful face instantly turned pale, and she couldn't speak a little bit!

On top of the long skirt, it was also stained with the blood of those monks, and some of the blood was even splashed on the face, warm with cold, bright red with blood.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground in front of her, the girl clenched her fists, and her spiritual power was scurrying, but she didn't dare to move!

Cultivating for several years, due to talent reasons, every day under the pampering of the master, although the cultivation can be called the leader in the same sect, such a terrible thing, but it is the first time to encounter it!

And just a few breaths ago, he could clearly perceive that the dozen or so young geniuses in front of him were all in the same realm as himself, even if there were slightly weaker ones, they would definitely not be a little weaker!

Those monks whose aura far exceeded themselves were all slashed to death by a sword light from the blood-clothed young man in front of him, not to mention his own cultivation, what could he struggle for?

The girl's body trembled, her lips were clenched, she did not speak, but there was a trace of panic in her eyes.

"Heh, in this cultivation world, it's really hard to find a woman as simple as you!"

Silent Cang smiled coldly and glanced around, but he didn't move.

"Killing Dao Yimai, didn't he retreat?"

On another path, the Heavenly Sacrifice looked at the lonely sky in the distance and frowned and muttered to himself, and his heart was also flooded with huge waves.

Obviously, the silence was deliberately frightened away by the emperor, and it is unknown what its purpose was!

"Again, this time, can you still help him?"

The girl holding the willow branch raised her eyebrows slightly, and her light blue dress fluttered gently, looking at the lonely cang's face in the distance.

The only person present who had fought with him was the only one who had fought with him, so he naturally knew his terrifying strength!

If it weren't for the wicker in his hand being a sacred object in the clan, I'm afraid that even he would be killed and swallowed by that long sword.

In addition to the royal boy, only the strength of the masked man makes it difficult for him to find out!

This is the biggest enemy!

Thinking of the masked man, the girl turned her head to look around, but there was no shadow of him!

"Is it ......?"

The girl frowned, and was about to say something, when she suddenly felt a cold and bloodthirsty gaze coming from a distance, like a thorn in her back.

"Humph!"

The girl snorted coldly, and as soon as she raised her head, a glimmer of light also flashed in her bright eyes, and a looming silk thread shot out of her eyes, and instantly greeted her.

"Poof!"

In the void, a flash of fire appeared inexplicably, and two invisible powerful coercions made countless monks with low cultivation feel a pang in their chests, and they couldn't help but gasp for breath.

"Hey, hey!"

"I'm out, I'll settle accounts with you again!"

Silent Cang retracted his gaze and sneered, which made the girl on the side tremble even more!

Beside Lonely Cang, she really felt the power of Lonely Cang, in a certain way, the realm suppression here seemed to be useless to a genius like them!

It's still so powerful that it's desperate!

"Now, I want to see what is so extraordinary about you, a guy from a neglected deserted place, that can compete with the genius of the royal family!"

Lonely glanced at the girl on the side,

There was no movement, the corners of his mouth slanted, and he muttered to himself coldly.

"Huh?"

Ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes, but he didn't know anything about what was happening in the outside world!

I just felt that whether it was the dantian or the meridians of the whole body, they were all roaring, and the power of the whole body seemed to be about to explode themselves!

"The power of the bloodline, how can it have such an effect?"

Cultivation, shedding bones and muscles, is a process of human evolution.

And the power of the bloodline, to a certain extent, is predestined by nature, or manifested, or hidden until death will not be activated in the slightest.

Obviously, a monk who has activated the power of the bloodline, fighting with others, will form a sense of oppression in the momentum, even if it is the same realm of cultivation, the strength of the bloodline will also make the opponent feel a kind of momentum suppression from the heart, and it is difficult to exert it with all his strength!

It's like the lonely sky of the killing vein and the emperor in front of you!

Just a kind of momentum oppression is enough to deter countless geniuses!

"Emperor Dao Sword, that sense of familiarity originally came from you!"

Looking at the long sword that was also flowing with golden light, Ye Chen's expression was solemn, and he suddenly understood something.

Close at hand, what was reflected in Ye Chen's pupils was not the terrifying long sword, but an ancient fragment the size of a grain of rice.

The fragment was very small, embedded in the boss of the hilt of the sword, coupled with the dazzling and rich golden light, if it weren't for the close proximity in front of him, and it had a special sense of it, I am afraid that even Ye Chen would not have noticed its existence at all.

"Buzz!"

When Ye Chen stared, the dantian suddenly shook, and a vast and powerful force gushed out again, but with a hint of unfamiliarity.

This is a feeling that Ye Chen has never had, and before he has time to investigate his own situation, the horizontal sky long sword on the opposite side is also shining stronger and stronger, sending out a power to compete with it, but it faintly carries a suction force.

And Ye Chen clearly saw that while vibrating in his body, the fragment the size of a grain of rice on the hilt of the sword on the opposite side also vibrated at the same time, and the golden light that came out of it seemed to be endless, revealing from the fragment, enveloping the long sword, like substance.

"Heh, is it an old enemy, or fate!"

Ye Chen muttered to himself, a trace of essence appeared in his eyes, and the palm fingers that poked out turned directly into gold, and he grabbed the long sword that slashed at him.

"How can he pick up the divine soldiers cultivated by others with the Yuan Shen with his bare hands?"

Countless pairs of eyes stared at the battle between the two, and they were all shocked!

Many monks saw that before taking a few breaths, Ye Chen's fist was also pierced by the long sword, and although he recovered in an instant, he was injured after all!

If it is hard-wired this time, it is very likely that the result is that Ye Chen was directly split in half by that sword, and there is no possibility of recovery at all!

"You ......"

The girl holding the wicker was startled, and was about to fly out, when the eyes full of warning in the distance looked at her again, which made the girl a little jealous.

"Hopefully, you can still get through this time!"

The girl glanced back at the lonely firmament, stopped her steps, and said softly.

There is no doubt that once he makes a move, the Lonely Cang, who is a killer, will definitely stop it!

"Heh, you dare to grab my Dao Sword with your bare hands?" Huang Tian sneered, unconcealing the disdain in his eyes, "Even if your physical body has also undergone tempering and transformation, it is a fool's dream to catch the Dao Sword that I have cultivated with my mind!"

"Have you forgotten the injury on your hand?"

With a hint of a smile on Huangtian's face, if this sword is implemented, even if this guy in front of him has the same opportunity as himself, coupled with the awakening of the bloodline, it will definitely be difficult to resist!

The Dao Sword that destroys the body and destroys the soul, is it just talking?