The scarlet blood pupils vanished in the sky above, and the blood rain fell.

The icy rain of blood washed this piece of heaven and earth, and standing in the rain curtain, countless Great Qi soldiers all felt like they were in an ice cellar.

Especially the adjutant generals, their faces were pale.

The void of heaven and earth, the rain of blood is reversed, and the wind howls angrily.

His eyes were like electricity, Ye Chen stared at the scarlet pupils that turned into invisible, and sighed with a little regret.

Although the previous sword broke Guan Zhong's magical power, Ye Chen knew that this sword did not severely damage Guan Zhong.

"No matter when, you can't underestimate the strong people in the world!" Ye Chen muttered softly, turned around, and looked at the black Qi State Iron Rider around him with an indifferent expression.

Hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Dragon Iron Riders hovered in the sky, and the moment Ye Chen's gaze came, the dragons under his crotch let out a mournful roar.

"Imprisoned my Martial God Election Clan for tens of millions, this debt should also be repaid by your Qi Kingdom!"

Ye Chen sneered, his eyes were calm and could not make any waves, just like this, he walked towards the soldiers of the Qi State.

"Start the formation!" Several lieutenant generals showed jealousy in their eyes, but they only set up a large formation.

The great array arranged by millions of soldiers is extremely terrifying.

Boom! An earth-shattering roar echoed in the sky above, and the world seemed to turn into a dead lake, without any waves.

An unprecedented coercion swept out, like ten thousand majestic mountains, falling straight on Ye Chen's shoulders.

Ye Chen's body sank suddenly, and his majestic martial will instantly burst out of his body, meeting this coercion.

Boom! The two coercive pressures collided in the air, but they did not cause any waves.

"Ten Thousand Armies Divine Array, the elite of more than five hundred thousand Qi countries on their own side will use all their strength to activate the big array, even if this person's cultivation is shocking, it is enough to trap this person for a moment!"

"Fang Shi, once the strong man in the court comes here, he will kill this person. Isn't it impossible?" the eyes of several lieutenants changed rapidly, and each of them showed a hint of hope.

"Blood debt and blood repayment!" Below, the white-haired old man had a monstrous murderous intent in his eyes.

More than a thousand Martial God Electors came out, and under the leadership of the white-haired old man and Lu Wen, they followed Ye Chen with swords.

Boom! The majestic coercion roared, and millions of Martial God Elect Clan's faces turned pale, touching a mouthful of blood, but the killing intent on the Martial God Elect Clan became stronger and stronger.

Under the coercion, even if the Seven Orifices bleed, the pace of the Martial God Election Clan still did not stop.

"Kill!" the earth-shattering sound of killing echoed in the sky above. This scene made the surrounding Qi soldiers all look shocked and shocked.

Rao is Ye Chen, feeling this cold killing intent, sighed silently in his heart, thousands of years of hatred did not dissipate with the passage of time, but was engraved into the bone marrow and imprinted into the soul.

Looking around, Ye Chen looked at the blood-red eyes of the Martial God Elector. The first to step out, the white right hand slowly raised, and the surging killing rules behind it gathered together, turning into a killing sword in an instant.

A giant sword of killing. The terrible screams on it echoed, Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and the Qilin Sword lightly brought up an afterimage, attracting this killing sword. The sword of slaughter skyrocketed to a hundred feet, from top to bottom, and swung down. It was as if it was going to cut through the world.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly rose.

Standing on the towering chariot, several lieutenant generals looked at this scene, their scalps tingling, "Concentrate the power of the large array on that person, hurry up!"

"No!" Several heralds raised their horns one after another, and the melodious sound of the horns wafted out, "Order, concentrate on dealing with that Martial God Chosen Clan!"

However, before the army could change formation, the sword of killing that carried it down had already torn a pitch-black spatial rift in the void, and countless spatial turbulence surged.

Bang bang! The Celestial Dragon Iron Riders in front of them all retreated, their faces extremely pale.

Staring at the spatial rift that appeared, Ye Chen's eyes showed a cold light, and he took a step forward, his figure rushing into the spatial rift.

Ye Chen, who disappeared suddenly, made the hearts of several lieutenants shake, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

"Gone?" said one of the lieutenants.

"This piece of heaven and earth has been imprisoned, even if he rushes into the void turbulence, he can't escape from this world!"

The other lieutenant shook his head and pondered secretly, at this moment, a clicking sound sounded behind him, and the lieutenant turned around suddenly, his gaze was extremely dull, "You?"

I saw a pitch-black spatial rift appear behind the chariot, and a majestic coercion permeated it.

Inside, a white-clothed figure like snow slowly appeared.

Bang! Out of the spatial rift, Ye Chen looked at these lieutenant generals indifferently, "As long as these generals are eliminated, then these five million troops will be like scattered sand!"

The scarlet thunder appeared in the pupils of his eyes, Ye Chen raised his hand, pointed and landed in the void, and said lightly: "Thunder!"

Ye Chen's words were like the call of the Emperor of the Thunder, and countless thunderbolts swam between the dead and silent heaven and earth, and went down towards several lieutenants, who had not yet reacted, and were shocked to find themselves in the thunder pool, surrounded by thunder.

Several of them showed signs of struggle, but just when they wanted to resist, they didn't notice that a cluster of fire flashed at the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows.

A condensed Suzaku phantom appeared behind him, and a raging sea of fire surged down.

With a desperate roar, the lieutenants were immediately engulfed in flames, and their bodies turned to ashes.

Its roar still echoes in the heavens and the earth.

Dealing with these generals, Ye Chen turned around, calmly looked at the Tianlong Iron Cavalry around him, without any words, and rushed into the Heavenly Dragon Iron Cavalry with his sword.

Master demeanor, this thing can never be reflected in Ye Chen.

In the ordinary martial arts realm, he disdains to shoot at the weak, but Ye Chen will not.

Whenever the sword is released, the sword will be stained with blood, like a god of death holding a sickle, and wherever Ye Chen passes, blood flies.

In the distance, everyone full of murderous intent looked at Ye Chen, who was slaughtering the soldiers of the Great Qi, and secretly gasped.

"Engong, what a terrifying killing intent!" Lu Wen smacked his tongue secretly.

"Ahem!" the white-haired old man nodded secretly, he had cultivated for thousands of years, and he had never seen a martial artist with such murderous intent.

Bloodshed rained, and countless corpses fell.

The remains of dragons are all over the ground, suspended above the sea of clouds.

In the vast void, except for the proud white clothes, there is no existence of the Heavenly Dragon Iron Horse.

Wiping away the blood stains on the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen raised his sword, and a sword slashed through the void, and with a dazzling sword light swept by, this imprisoned heaven and earth clicked and shattered, and the Ten Thousand Armies Divine Array completely collapsed.

"Lu Wen, you have set up a ban and imprisoned this world!"

"The rest of you, follow me to break this Great Qi Iron Horse!" The cold sword light crossed the void, Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword high, pointed obliquely at the pale Qi soldiers in the distance, and said coldly: "In the past, hell buried tens of millions of martial gods, and today, hell will bury millions of Qi soldiers!" Before the words fell, tens of millions of martial god clans raised their swords one after another, and the sound of gold and iron resounded in the sky.

The faces of the various Martial God Electors were full of hideousness and madness, and their eyes were red.

"Kill!" Ye Chen strode away and walked forward, more than a thousand Martial God Elective Clans followed, and the killing intent was overwhelming.

In the face of this scene, Rao is the elite of this Qi army has experienced countless baptisms of war, and he also feels frightened at this moment, plus the commander and general in the army have fallen, and they have lost their backbone, like a plate of scattered sand.

The slaughter swept through the heavens and the earth like a tidal wave, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the blood was flying.

This massacre of disparity in strength only lasted for a moment, and the Qi State Iron Cavalry, which was struggling to support them, fled one after another.

And Lu Wen stood in the forefront, laying down one prohibition after another, blocking the way of many Qi soldiers.

A massacre was staged again, the sea of clouds shattered, and below, on the bare peaks, countless corpses were piled together.

In this battle, more than 3 million elites of the Qi Kingdom fell here.

The terrible screams gradually dissipated in the void, and after losing their enemies, the various Martial God Electors stood silently, silently watching the sword hall that seemed to be in ruins below.

There, their ancestors, their wives, were buried.

All the time, they are eager to slash their enemies.

And now, after slaughtering three million elites of the Qi State, they have an inexplicable sadness, even if they slaughter tens of millions of Qi State soldiers, will those who have left come back?

Ye Chen was silent, staring at the surging clouds and mist in the distance, thinking about how to arrange the more than 100,000 Martial God Elective Clan.

After a long time, Ye Chen turned around and looked at the white-haired old man with an extremely respectful expression, "Ye Chen, what do you call Your Excellency?"

"Old man Demon Thousand Blades!" The white-haired old man raised his head and looked at Ye Chen, his eyes full of fanaticism.

"Do you know the Great Qian Empire?" Ye Chen asked.

"Yes!" replied the Demon Thousand Blades respectfully.

"Then you lead these more than 10,000 Martial God Election Clans and immediately set off for the Great Qian Empire!" Ye Chen pointed to the northwest direction and said softly: "There are clansmen there to answer, if anyone asks, just say that Ye Chen asked you to come!"

Hearing this, Demon Thousand Blades looked stunned, "Engong, don't you go to the Great Qian Empire with us?"

"I still have some debts to collect!" Ye Chen said calmly, but his bland words made Demon Thousand Blades and the others smell the monstrous smell of blood...... (To be continued.) )