Dazzling sword light swept in all directions like a volcanic eruption.

There was a rain of blood, and the white clothes were like a god of death from hell, and they set off a bloody storm with every move.

Whether it is the Martial Dao Realm or the Spirit Martial Realm, in Ye Chen's eyes, they all seem so insignificant.

One corpse after another fell straight down, with a powerful muffled sound.

Below, the soldiers of the Six Nations who were watching this scene no longer dared to roar out, and even retreated.

Gao gradually narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was a little heavy, Ye Chen's strength was a little terrifying, at this moment, he was facing Ye Chen, and he had a feeling of trance, just like the feeling of facing all the Venerables.

"Could it be that he broke through his own shackles and stepped into the realm of seeking defeat?"

As if there were several mountains pressing on his heart, Gao Yuanli's breathing became a little short, "Absolutely impossible, he must not have stepped into the realm of seeking defeat!"

"It's only been a few years, it's absolutely impossible!" Gao Yuanli called out several impossibilities one after another, and the sword fingers on the strings quickly plucked, beautiful, full of afterimages, and its low and hoarse sound was slowly flooded.

This sound seems to come from the ancient era of Zhuzi, with an inexplicable vicissitudes.

The sound of the piano lingers until it finally reverberates between the world and the world.

I saw a storm in vain in the sky above Gao Yuanli, and in this storm, endless ink swayed, swirling around, until finally forming a whirlpool.

This vortex seemed to connect time and space, and an incomparably vicissitudes of life slowly appeared, accompanied by the immensity of coercion.

Ye Chen strode forward, the sword of rules in his hand came out horizontally, and with a sweep, hundreds of martial artists were immediately cut off by the waist, and blood flowed into pillars.

At this moment, even if there are a large number of people, these veterans who have been galloping on the battlefield for decades are also afraid at this moment. They knew that the Ye Chen in front of them was definitely not something they could match.

No one took the lead, and these warriors retreated with great tacit understanding.

It's just that an incomparably terrifying coercion surged out, like a rolling Yangtze River, a surging river, enveloping these people.

"Martial Arts World!" Several martial artists who had withdrawn from tens of thousands of zhang showed a look of despair in their eyes, every time they thought of it, Ye Chen's martial arts world was so big. Enveloping the heaven and earth in a radius of tens of thousands of feet.

"This seat has disappeared for three years, and this seat doesn't know how many martial god creatures you have slaughtered in these three years!"

"There are some things that come with a price to pay!"

"Your soul will stay in the world of the Martial God!"

Ye Chen said lightly, in his calm eyes, a chill sprung up, and he didn't raise his hand, and a deafening sword roar suddenly sounded in the sky. One by one, sword shadows like essence condensed out, and ten thousand swords went down together!

The momentum was huge, as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, and they met the roaring sword shadow. These warriors struggled, their eyes filled with despair, and they could only see these sword shadows, piercing their heads.

No screams echoed. There was only the creepy sound of skulls shattering.

Looking at this scene, the fat fish was a little unsteady, and said dumbly: "Old dragon." Is this scene real?"

The dragon rolled his throat slightly, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and muttered, "You pinch yourself to see if it hurts!"

"Oh!" the fat fish's heavy big hand condensed the strong rules, and slapped directly on the shoulder of the life and death dragon, and a terrible scream sounded.

There was a heart-rending pain in his shoulder, and the dragon of life and death glared at the fat fish angrily, "You are going to die!"

"Does it hurt?" asked the fat fish weakly with an innocent face.

"It hurts, it's more painful than you being beaten by Liu Dongshang!" Jiaolong of life and death gasped, wanting to cry without tears, paralyzed, Lao Tzu took you all the way to escape, fell into an injury, and was about to hang up if you were not careful, you hillbilly is so ruthless.

"If it hurts, it means that all this in front of me is true, not a dream!" The fat fish was full of spirits and said arrogantly: "Grandma's, the master has such strength, why not be afraid of those bullshit lords, in less than a year, these Tiangang puppies will go back to Tiangang!"

The dragon of life and death also remembered the humiliation he had suffered in the past few years, and said viciously: "Castrate all the puppies who want to arrest Lao Tzu as a mount, and then chop them alive!"

"Castrate and slash alive, damn, old dragon, you have a heavy taste!" The fat fish looked cold, and retreated a few steps to the side.

The dragon of life and death glared at the fat fish, as if he thought of something: "Hillbilly, you have to confirm whether this is a dream in front of you, you don't need to make a move on Lao Tzu, just pinch yourself!"

"Fat man, I'm afraid of pain, old dragon, you have rough skin and thick flesh, a little pain, what's it!" Fat Yu said righteously.

Hearing this, the life and death dragon was dark, and he was about to run away, but he was immediately changed the topic by the fat fish: "Old dragon, look, the master is leaving the high gradually leaving, grandma's, this Gao gradually leaving what kind of master demeanor, is still stroking the qin, how does this piano sound so painful, as if it is for the dead." ”

"That whirlpool is a little strange, and there is an aura that makes my heart tremble!" the Life and Death Dragon whispered.

In the void of heaven and earth, one after another sword shadows pierced down, thousands of corpses swayed and fell, only the blood mist was filled, Ye Chen held the sword of rules, and walked towards Gao gradually and slowly, and finally, stopped in front of Gao gradually leaving thirty zhang, if there was a deep meaning to look at the guqin in Gao Yuanli's hand, on this guqin, he felt a vast will, and this will, as if connected to the whirlpool in the sky, this qin is strange, at the same time, Ye Chen also noticed that the vitality was rapidly draining in Gao Yuanli's body.

Whether it is this piano, or Gao gradually leaves, it is strange everywhere.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen stepped out again, galloping towards Gao Yuanli, the majestic coercion roared, Gao Yanli suddenly raised his head, his originally handsome face was extremely hideous at the moment, and his forehead was even covered with beads of sweat, "It's late!"

Bang bang! The light strings snapped in response, but its sound lingered for a long time, hovering in the void.

I saw that in the whirlpool above, there was a burst of ghostly light, and an incomparable aura of vicissitudes swept out, and an illusory figure slowly walked out of it, this figure seemed to come from ancient times, and it was no longer real.

Looking at this figure, Gao Yuanli's gaze became extremely pious and fanatical, and he muttered to himself: "Mozi!"

Ye Chen stared at this figure, and there was a faint familiar aura, this aura came from those tombstones in the sword tomb of Zhuzi, "The will contained in the guqin is the will of Mozi, is this your hole card?"

"Mozi is one of the strongest powerhouses in the Zhuzi era, even if it is just his will, it is enough to make all the Venerable Ones jealous!" Gao Yuanli's voice trembled slightly, he got up, the whole person's face became extremely dark in vain, black lines covered his entire face, a little hideous, took a step forward, and instantly appeared in the whirlpool, the phantom independent of heaven and earth was torn apart, integrated into Gao Yuanli's body, the endless black gas swirled in Gao Yuanli's life and death, an incomparably powerful will was tearing his soul, and at the same time, a terrifying energy surged out in his body, this is the power of the sons, Gao Wanli roared, his eyes were blood-red, like a violent beast, rushing towards Ye Chen: "With the power of the sons, I will completely suppress you!"

At this moment, a coercion that shook the mountains and rivers and lost the color of the heavens and the earth surged out of Gao Yuanli's body, and Gao Yanli formed a mark on his hands, and the mark rose sharply, and it was a starry sky, and in the starry sky, a font flashed: ink!

The hands stepped forward, and Gao gradually burst out, and a font suppressed the heavens.

"The power of the princes?" The corners of Ye Chen's mouth flashed a treacherous arc, the cold in his black eyes was surging, the sword of rules in his hand was agitated and horizontal, the sword qi was like the Milky Way pouring down, dazzling, between the void heaven and earth, huge cracks spread out, turning into turbulence, blocking the front of Gao Yuanli, but where Gao Wanli passed, these turbulences were dead and silent, just like the vertical and horizontal sword qi, they were also dead and silent, as if they were suppressed by him, no, they should be suppressed by the will in his body.

Breaking through the turbulence and the high gradual departure of the sword qi was approaching in an instant, the font in his hand was facing Ye Chen's eyebrows, and he wanted to use the Mozi will contained in this font to shatter Ye Chen's soul.

It was only at the approaching moment that Gao gradually left Fang to notice that the latter's face, from beginning to end, had never changed, and there were no waves, and even at the moment when he was approaching, he withdrew the sword of rules in his hand, "Arrogance!"

"Even if Mozi is in person, this seat has nothing to fear, so why be afraid of his will!"

"Gao is leaving, the sons are not gods!" Ye Chen said lightly, his gaze became incomparably deeper at this moment, as if it contained the entire starry sky, and his will was surging, this was his will.

With his own will, bombard Mozi's will.

Boom! Gao gradually left only to feel that he was in the midst of the raging sea, and a terrible will came to him, and the word in his hand clicked and shattered the moment Ye Chen's eyes came.

At the same time, a dazzling sword light came instantly, bang!

Blood rain splashed all over the sky, and the sword of rules that Ye Chen had withdrawn earlier condensed out in an instant, and landed on Gao Yuanli's chest.

Staring at the height of the foot, Ye Chen said lightly: "Even if it is a god, this seat will kill it!" (to be continued......)