"Click...... Bang! ”

Watching the lightning and thunder in the sky above, the clouds rolling, and below was a mess, hundreds of figures shrouded in thunder fled for their lives, screaming and scolding endlessly.

In the past, the important place of the sect that frightened countless people was now a mess, and there were thousands of ravines, as if the end was coming.

Zhen Fengliu was worthy of being a fourth-order powerhouse in the Heavenly Xuan Realm, and he blocked the first thunderstorm with all his might.

However, his legs were swept by the sword qi of Ye Guichen, and his flesh and blood were suddenly blurred, causing his spiritual power to run poorly, and he also fell from mid-air.

Fortunately, it was only a minor injury, and it could not be life-threatening.

Zhen Fengliu cast a hideous gaze at the night return, and quickly turned around, preparing to face the second thunderstorm.

"Boom!"

After enduring a thunderbolt, Ye Guichen only felt a shock all over his body, and the spiritual power in his body was like a rolling angry wave, and a vast and majestic fluctuation surged all over his limbs.

"Fun!"

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he felt like he was back in the blood pool under the abyss.

Moreover, after the thunderstorm entered the body, his perception of the field seemed to become clear.

He firmly believes that as long as he can withstand a few more thunderstorms, his physical strength will definitely climb to another level.

Suddenly, a thought popped into Ye Guichen's mind.

If you sacrifice the furnace now and let it baptize in the baptism of thunder, I wonder if the monstrous flames that burned the space will appear again?

But only for a moment, he quickly put away this unrealistic idea of adventure.

Now is the critical moment for the catastrophe to impact the Tianxuan Realm, and there is really no energy to be distracted by preventing Zhen Fengliu and the others from escaping.

If the disobedient furnace were to do another thing, he might burn himself to ashes.

When he came back to his senses, Ye Guichen didn't think much about it, and immediately rushed towards Zhen Fengliu.

This person was the culprit who caused Jiao Menglong's unjust death, and he was not at ease if he didn't see the other party die with his own eyes.

"The long river of sword qi, the finger of the splitting sky!"

The mighty river condensed by the endless sword qi reappeared, and the golden finger pillar traversed the void, and the momentum of the night return under the shroud of the heavenly tribulation continued to rise, frantically attacking Zhen Fengliu.

Even if he can't kill him, it doesn't matter, as long as he can interfere with the enemy's crossing, he will be considered to have completed his plan.

In order to resist the catastrophe with all his might, Zhen Dazhangjiao was beaten by him and fled, and in the end, he was so annoyed that he gritted his teeth and sacrificed a bloody bronze medal on top of his head.

"Little thief, this master will kill you first!"

Zhen Fengliu turned around abruptly, his face was hideous, his killing intent was surging, and he made up his mind to kill Ye Guichen first, and then concentrate on fighting against the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Whoa......

I saw him raise his hand and shake it, and the aura within a radius of several miles was reversed, and a shocking sword qi flashed in the air, turning into a giant sword that covered the sky and slashed through the moat, and in an instant, the hurricane roared, and the monstrous coercion swept the heavens and the earth.

Ye Guichen's eyes were slightly condensed, Zhen Fengliu's strength was not far from it, even if it was not as good as Elder Lu, who had fought with him.

The most important thing is that the power of the earth-grade treasure weapon is completely blooming, which makes him feel creepy.

"Sword Spirit Universe!"

The spiritual power, physical strength, and divine consciousness power of the night return Chen instantly fused, and the sword was held in both hands, and a cloud of colorful glow bloomed.

If you look closely, it is not an ordinary glow, but a sword light burst out by several forces, the sword light condenses but does not disperse, and as soon as it appears, it will stir up the sky!

"...... Sonor"

Immediately afterwards, a melodious sword roar spread through the nine heavens and ten earths, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, like an ape roaring, and more like the roar of a god on the top of the firmament.

"Whew!"

The magnificent sword light vibrated out, and in an instant, it evolved into a sea of swords, shining on the endless sky, like a torrent of sword light descending on the top of the Nine Heavens, overturning the Milky Way and pouring down.

This is the third type of martial art recorded in the "Sword Codex", and it is also the first time that Ye Guichen has performed it since his debut.

"Dingding...... Whoa...... Bang! ”

After a while, only a series of metal crashing sounds sounded, accompanied by a terrifying fluctuation that could make the heavens and the earth rise and fall, the earth and stones between the two completely turned into nothingness, and the cold hurricane raged on the earth.

"Humph!"

Ye Guichen snorted, and took more than ten steps back, and the qi and blood in his body surged.

"Huh?"

Zhen Fengliu exclaimed, the two of them had a gap of five small ranks, but he didn't expect that with a blow with all his strength, not only did he not kill the little beast, but the force of the shock also made him take three steps back.

"Sure enough, you're evil, you can't be left today!"

Zhen Dazhangjiao's anger was even greater, and he was about to take advantage of the momentum to pursue, when an explosion came from the top of his head, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly.

"Click...... Bang...... Burst! ”

The bronze medal that Zhen Fengliu used to resist the thunder robbery before was torn apart in the roar, and the thunder robbery Yu Wei smashed down on his head, causing his blood to spurt wildly, his body smashed several feet away, and his breath weakened by nearly half.

"I'm not willing to teach it!"

When he found out that the injury was too serious, he finally began to regret why he couldn't calm down and attack the little bastard instead of crossing the catastrophe.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Ye Guichen also suffered the baptism of thunder.

However, the thunder entering his body not only did not weaken his momentum in the slightest, but the qi and blood in his body became more and more majestic, and his spiritual power became more and more condensed.

After seeing Zhen Fengliu's tragic situation, Ye Guichen did not continue to shoot.

Like that kind of guy who is arrogant and lascivious all day long, and has a lack of qi and blood, if he can still withstand the catastrophe in this state, God will not allow it.

Looking around, he saw that the mountains and fields were already in shambles, and all he saw were purple thunders of varying thicknesses, and under each purple thunder, there was a screaming figure.

There are also a few purple thunders as thick as wrists, and the aura of the shrouded figure is relatively strong, thinking that it should be a few elders.

Ye Guichen estimates that at least twenty percent of the disciples of Xiaoyaoguan have not escaped.

For those disciples, most of them must be innocent, and the reason why they didn't run away may be Zhen Fengliu's descendants, or they may be people who have completely lost hope in life and took the initiative to stay and wait for death.

Ye Guichen has no time to sympathize with others, there are too many injustices in the world, and he can't take care of it once he sees it.

The reason why he took action against Xiaoyaoguan this time was only because the relationship between the Jiao family and the Cangyun Dao Sect was irreversible, and Jiao Lao had saved his life, so he should repay his kindness.

"Boom!"

The third wave of thunder came, and there were less than thirty disciples left who had not died, and several elders were already peeling their skins open, and they were holding on with their last breath.

"Little brute, why do you do such an inhumane thing to me!"

Zhen Fengliu was covered in blood and his breath was sluggish, perhaps because he knew that he couldn't escape this catastrophe and didn't want to be a fool, so he suddenly yelled at Ye Guichen.

"Extermination of humanity?"

Ye Guichen slowly approached, with no pity in his eyes, and asked, "Do you remember a disciple named Jiao Menglong?" ”

"What kind of dragon is Jiao?"

Zhen Fengliu was stunned when he heard this, his face was full of confusion, and he really couldn't think of what today's catastrophe had to do with this person.

"It seems that you have harmed too many people, and you don't even know every account, right?"

Ye Guichen sneered: "If you really want to talk about the extinction of human nature, how can the young master compare to you?" Cultivating evil skills, destroying people's innocence, and taking ruthless action against innocent disciples......"

After he counted a few words, he briefly talked about what happened to Jiao Menglong, and Zhen Fengliu's eyes finally flashed a touch of suddenness.

In the process, the fourth wave of thunderstorms fell, and more than 30 people who were supported by death all died, and even Zhen Fengliu only had his last breath left.

"Boom!"

It didn't take long for the fifth wave of thunder to fall from the sky, and Zhen Fengliu sighed, and the whole person turned into a pile of coke.

"It's time for me to concentrate on the catastrophe!"

Ye Guichen took a deep breath and looked at the thickening black clouds on the top of the sky, and his voice slowly sounded.