Ye Wuchen stood there, like a sword, his eyes looked at the five people in front of him, and said, "Leave, or die." ”

These days, Qianyang's attitude has been very obvious, waiting for them to leave, and then snatching the treasures they obtained in the ruins, and even saying it openly, without concealing it at all.

During the time that Ye Futian went to the outside world, Qianyang and the others had been staring at them, and they had already regarded them as prey.

That being the case, there is no need to say more.

Leave, the two sides are safe.

If you don't leave, you are the enemy, and you can only die on one side.

Ye Wuchen's words are still not much, and a few simple words are enough to express his attitude.

Qianyang and the others showed strange expressions when they heard Ye Wuchen's words, the five of them, all of them were peak law phases, even if Ye Wuchen had magic weapons, how could they smooth out the gap in the realm?

It's just Zhao Han, he's afraid he may not be able to deal with it, not to mention that Qianyang has princely luck, and his strength has increased a lot, which is enough to kill ordinary peak law figures in seconds.

"The arm is broken, and the brain is not good?" Shi Tong said coldly.

"Qianshao, this is his murder, died here, the holy woman shouldn't be able to blame us, right?" Yue Linglong said with a smile.

"Zhao Han. At this time, Qianyang spoke: "Kill him, and the sword will be yours." ”

"Thank you very much. Zhao Han nodded, he had this intention, he was also a sword cultivator, Ye Wuchen's sword, he wanted it.

Taking a step forward, Zhao Han released an incomparably fierce sword intent, and behind him, a sword shadow appeared, as if a sharp sword was constantly unsheathed, hanging behind Zhao Han, ringing loudly.

"Since you have asked for death, I have no choice but to fulfill you. ”

Zhao Han's eyes were extremely cold, and his killing intent was fierce, he Zhao Han was the son of the head of the Imperial Sword Sect, and he was extremely talented, but in the Princely Grotto, Ye Futian and the three of them directly pressed him down, and he looked extremely unbearable with outstanding talent.

Ye Wuchen is the same sword cultivator as him, and his talent is also above him.

It's a pity that no matter how strong the talent is, it will die the same.

The sword of the law behind him burst out, and the sword light was like lightning, illuminating the day even brighter, and the light refracted by the sword light was even a little dazzling.

A sharp and piercing sound came out, and in just an instant, those swords pierced the void and landed in front of Ye Wuchen.

But almost at the same moment, the sword intent on Ye Wuchen's body exploded, and an invisible air flow surrounded his body, with him as the center, a terrifying sword storm appeared around him, and the air was filled with terrifying sword roars, and when Zhao Han's sword came, it was actually torn apart by that terrifying sword qi, and every sword was like this.

Zhao Han stepped forward, and with each step, the sword qi became a little stronger, and the sword suspended behind him continued to shoot out, as if it was about to drown Ye Wuchen.

The sword in Ye Futian's hand swirled slightly, and then a sword stabbed out, like a silk rain, and any sword that was killed was all destroyed.

Zhao Han's body moved, and a sword also appeared in his hand, and his speed was as fast as the wind, following the sword.

Suddenly, a light lit up, it was a sword light.

The brilliance of this sword light made Ye Wuchen's eyes close.

The next moment, this light became brighter and brighter, not only bright, but also cold, slashing through the void and slashing towards Ye Wuchen's body.

"What a fast sword. Yue Linglong praised, Zhao Han is worthy of being the son of the head of the Imperial Sword Sect, and his strength is still beyond doubt.

This sword is born, Ye Wuchen is falling, and there is no way to live.

A terrifying sword will bloomed on Ye Wuchen's body, pouring into the sword in his hand, and then, swinging the sword.

The sword is like rain, the sword light is like the light of the stars, and that space is like a meteor shower.

Zhao Han's incomparably brilliant cold sword light was submerged by the sword star rain, and it was full of holes, and then shattered.

Two sword lights, one touch and stop.

Zhao Han's body also stopped, standing not far in front of Ye Wuchen.

He looked up at Ye Wuchen, his pupils dilated little by little, and then revealed horror, despair, and remorse.

The next moment, his body was bleeding, and every hole in his body seemed to be bleeding, and he was soon drowned in blood.

When they saw Zhao Han fall to the ground, the expressions of Qianyang and the others were finally not so relaxed.

They were stunned and frightened, their previous casual smiles had long since disappeared, and their eyes stared at Zhao Han on the ground.

and the one-armed figure that still stood there quietly, but released the fortune of the princely on his body.

"Princely luck. Shi Tong stared at Ye Wuchen, when did he do it?

Moreover, it is the luck of the middle princely spirit, the purest sword will, Ye Wuchen bathed in this will, like the sharpest sword in the world.

Ye Wuchen's cultivation has also gone further, and now it is a fifth-order law realm.

If this realm was naturally nothing in their eyes before, but the fifth-order law realm combined with the purest prince-level sword will would already be terrifying, enough to easily cross the realm to fight, and the prince-level will would have a great amplification of his attacking power.

What's even more terrifying is that Ye Wuchen happened to have a magic weapon sword in his hand, a magic weapon sword that contained the prince's will.

Ye Wuchen urged by his own princely will, he will be able to exert the stronger power of the magic weapon, and under the double superposition, Ye Wuchen's sword is definitely the sword at the peak of the law phase.

If he was not strong enough, he would not have been able to survive from Li Daoyun's hands at that time, although he paid the price of a broken arm, but with Li Daoyun's strength, if he was not strong enough, he wanted to escape with a broken arm?

And now, Ye Wuchen is much stronger than when he fought Li Daoyun at that time, his realm has broken through, and his will has become pure, which has greatly improved his strength.

"Hum. Ye Wuchen's body moved, and when he moved, the surrounding heaven and earth were instantly enveloped by a sword intent, and the aura on the four of Qianyang exploded, and the law phase bloomed.

Seeing Ye Wuchen killing, Zhenwu Sect Shi Tong strode out directly, the giant axe appeared in his hand, accompanied by a roar, an extremely terrifying force oppressed this space, Shi Tong seemed to have a terrifying giant figure behind him, he held a big axe, and slashed out towards Ye Wuchen's body, wanting to split the world and kill Ye Wuchen.

The light shone, the sword was indomitable, and with a cold sword light crossing, Shi Tong's big axe actually appeared a crack, with a soft pop, there was a blood mark on his throat, and then, blood continued to flow out.

Ye Wuchen's body seemed to turn into an afterimage, and after killing him, he went directly towards Yue Linglong next to him.

Yue Linglong couldn't help but change her expression when she saw that Shi Lian's attack couldn't stop it, her beautiful eyes became extremely charming, and at a glance, an illusion appeared in Ye Wuchen's mind at this moment.

Yue Linglong walked towards him step by step, the clothes on her body slipped down one by one, charming and moving, full of charm, and said charmingly: "Are you willing to kill people?"

She is good at spiritual illusions, she is a spiritual illusion mage, and her illusion ability is extremely strong, especially good at men and women, under her spiritual illusion, it is enough to make people sink into it and can't extricate themselves.

In Ye Wuchen's mind, she only had the last transparent clothes left, looming, but even more charming, enough to make people lose their minds.

However, Ye Wuchen's will is so strong now, the will of the princely level, in his mind, it seems that there are countless sharp swords piercing through that incomparably sexy body, directly erasing, red and pink like a skeleton.

With a soft pop, Yue Linglong's beautiful eyes froze, and her face turned pale, she was a spiritual illusion spell, but how could her defensive ability compare to Shi Tong, Shi Tong was killed with a sword, not to mention her.

Ye Wuchen seemed to have crossed a perfect arc, and two of them perished.

At this time, there were only two of the five people left, Qianyang and Dugu Leng.

Qianyang's face was extremely ugly, the prince's luck swayed up, staring at Ye Wuchen in front of him, the princely level sword will bloomed, Ye Wuchen didn't look like a fifth-order law person at all, and his momentum was not weaker than him at all.

The princely luck of Qianyang is inferior, relatively mixed, and has not been fully formed into some kind of pure will.

Ye Wuchen held the sword of the magic weapon in his hand, and walked towards the two of Qianyang step by step, and the powerful princely will bloomed, making Ye Wuchen's momentum extremely terrifying.

On Qianyang's body, an extremely terrifying aura erupted, thunder, fire, sword, and the power of a variety of different attributes bloomed from his body, coupled with the princely luck, it was by no means comparable to Zhao Hanshi before.

Behind Qianyang, Dugu Leng's body exuded a strong coldness, he held a scimitar in his hand, and an incomparably violent aura permeated from it.

Ye Wuchen's body was in the air, his sword was raised, and his endless will erupted fiercely, Ye Wuchen at this moment seemed to be incarnated as a real prince, and even, with a bit of the might of the Son of Heaven, his will was inherited from a powerful Son of Heaven figure.

At this moment, the endless air currents between the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to converge on his sword, as if he was worshipping, Ye Wuchen's momentum became stronger and stronger, and the sword in his hand turned into the sword of the Son of Heaven.

Qianyang also has princely luck, although it is inferior, but with its own strength, it is also extremely powerful, Ye Wuchen naturally has to go all out.

Finally, Ye Wuchen's sword was slashed, the sword of the Son of Heaven, commanding ten thousand laws, and the endless air currents around him converged, moving with the sword, slashing towards the thousand suns below.

On Qianyang's body, the sword of thunder and fire killed in the air, and in an instant, the void seemed to have a thunder dragon roaring and a fire dragon roaring, spells and swordsmanship were integrated, and the sword was like a law, and the law was like a sword.

Two incomparably terrifying auras collided together, and Qianyang shouted, "Dugu Leng." ”

When his words fell, Dugu Leng's body moved, and an incomparably violent aura erupted, and then he heard a soft pop.

Qianyang's body trembled violently, his face was as white as paper, his breath dissipated, and the sword in the void slashed down, directly from above.

Dugu Leng's body retreated rapidly, and there was a shocking knife mark on Qianyang's back.

He trembled his body, turned around in pain, and looked at Dugu Leng: "Why." ”

Dugu Leng didn't look at him, but raised his head, looked at Ye Wuchen and said: "His father is my master, after I go back, I will give my master, he and Zhao Han were killed by the people of the deserted city." ”

Ye Wuchen looked at him and didn't speak.

"Even if you kill me and the ancient kingdom of Loulan cooperates with you to conceal it, the master will still investigate, and there will be clues after all. Dugu Leng said again: "His death has my knife, and I will naturally hide the truth forever." ”

Qianyang stared at Dugu Leng deadly, falling in despair and anger, and he didn't blink an eye!