The shattered void turbulence was surging, and the huge illusory portal had turned into a whirlpool.

Ye Chen held the bloody Qilin Sword, and his white clothes turned into bloody clothes.

The emaciated figure fell in Han Zun's eyes, but it formed an unimaginable impact: "You have condensed the fourth origin body?"

A few months ago, Han Zun had witnessed Ye Chen's condensation of the Third Origin Body.

And now, it has only been a long time, and this guy has condensed the fourth origin body.

This terrifying speed made Han Zun feel a creepy feeling, and looking at Ye Chen's eyes, a rare trace of jealousy appeared.

Picking up the sword, Ye Chen said lightly: "What do you say?"

Listening to Ye Chen's answer, Han Zun snorted coldly and took a step forward in his figure, "No wonder you dare to wait for the deity here today, it turns out that you have condensed the fourth origin body!"

"But even if you condense the four origin bodies, you don't have to seek defeat!"

"In the hands of the deity, you are still an ant!" Han Zun's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent, and Ye Chen's qualifications had already made him feel tremendous pressure.

Once this person condenses the Fifth Origin Body, breaks through his own shackles, and steps into the realm of seeking defeat, it is the time for this person to fall.

Thinking of this, Han Zun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment he hoped that Ye Chen's cultivation speed would be more terrifying, so that he could also kill as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Han Zun thought of something, and said in a playful tone, "Could it be that you think that if you condense the Fourth Origin Body, you can kill the Buddha?"

With a faint smile, Ye Chen shook his head, his white sword fingers crossed the cold sword tip, stained with a little blood, the sword body shook lightly, bringing a crisp sword sound, and Ye Chen's flat voice also appeared: "This seat stays here, I just want you to take the sword of this seat!"

"Is that the sword from before?" Han Zun said with some disdain.

If it weren't for Ye Chen's sudden outburst. Let him be a little unable to react, how can he be injured.

If he was always vigilant, it would be easy to take the sword from before!

"Sort of!" Ye Chen said lightly, the sword style he was going to perform next was somewhat similar to the previous sword style.

Saying this, Ye Chen looked down at the Qilin Sword and muttered softly: "Several times in a row, although it has not been fully integrated into the sword style, it is not much worse, let's name it the twenty-first sword!"

Former. Based on a sword falling city, Ye Chen evolved more than twenty completely different, but extremely similar sword styles.

The earth-shattering sound of the sword resounded between heaven and earth, and one after another sword lights appeared around Ye Chen, one illusion hundred, one illusion, a thousand illusions, the entire heaven and earth seemed to become a sea of swords.

The surrounding clouds and mist, the moment these sword lights appeared. Crashed one after another.

"How big the gap is between you and me, we will see under this sword!" Ye Chen said silently, picking up the sword, and his whole body shot out.

The sword light that swirled around followed closely behind. The endless brilliant sword eclipsed the heavens and the earth.

In the past, when Ye Chen took out his sword, the heavens and the earth would inevitably fall into endless darkness, and the people who were locked by Ye Chen's sword momentum. His mind was unable to extricate himself in the dark, but at this moment, this sword was a little different. The whole world seemed to be dazzling.

Even Han Zun's eyes were secretly tingling.

"This sword is called a sword ploughing the sky!"

An indifferent voice spread in the sky above, and between the bright heaven and earth, endless sword lights overlapped, and there were more than twenty sword lights.

Under this sword light, the heavens and the earth are like fields, and this sword light is like a plow.

An invisible coercion spread, Rao is as strong as Han Zun, and he also gasped, he could see that Ye Chen's sword was several times more terrifying than before, his hands immediately made a mark in the void, the mist surged, Han Zun's figure blurred again, at this moment, the twenty-one sword lights in the sky overlapped together, falling straight down towards Han Zun, a huge tearing sound came from the sky, and the entire sky was like a dry earth. Tiny cracks spread across the sky, and in an instant, they were like spider webs, densely packed.

Boom! Han Zun, who was located under it, his pupils shrank sharply, only to see his atomized body condense again, "What a terrifying sword, the sword has not arrived, and my divine power can be broken just by relying on the momentum!"

"It seems that it is impossible to avoid this sword, so I can only forcibly take this sword!"

A majestic will surged out in Han Zun's body, "Forcibly collide, then this seat will let you see the gap between the martial arts realm and the defeat realm!"

"The sword is coming!" Han Zun roared, the entire heaven and earth shattered in vain, a simple style sword weapon soared into the sky, Han Zun held this long sword, his right arm shook, and with a heavy sword shadow, he swept away the sword light.

Two earth-shattering swords collided together in this turbulent world.

Boom! An earth-shattering rumble echoed, and the whole hell collapsed at this moment, the void collapsed, and a large amount of fresh air and sunlight fell down.

The sonorous body fell into his ears, and Han Zun only noticed a faint tingling sensation in his soul, and his tiger's mouth was even more shocked, and a damp feeling spread in the palm of his hand.

The sky cleared again, the bright sword light flashed like a falling star, and the soft sunlight fell on Han Zun's miserable white face, and there was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth at some point, and there was only Han Zun in the empty world.

Wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Han Zun's face was gloomy and terrifying, in the tens of thousands of zhang of heaven and earth, he did not perceive Ye Chen's breath, he knew that when he took over this sword, the five generations left quietly, under his eyelids, and left unharmed, which made him a little difficult to accept, but the tingling pain from his soul made him palpitate, "Just condense the body of the four origins, you can hurt the soul of the deity, demon!"

"Hmph, five generations, today's shame, the deity keeps it in mind, he will break through to the realm of defeat every day, and this seat will have to break you into thousands of pieces!" Han Zun at this moment was extremely aggrieved.

On a lone peak millions of feet from hell, clouds and mist filled the sky.

A ripple of space rippled in the sky above, like ripples of water on the surface of a calm lake.

A figure stepped out of it, ticking!

The scarlet blood fell on the bare mountain rocks, Ye Chen's face was extremely pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"The strength of seeking defeat is really strong!" Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked down at the blood hole on his body, in order to lock Han Zun's breath, he had previously allowed the spear to pierce his body, "I still overestimate my body, but as long as my soul is not damaged, it is not difficult to recover from this physical injury!"

If you want to be ruthless to the enemy, you must first be ruthless to yourself, which is vividly reflected in Ye Chen.

"If I use the twenty-first sword with all my strength, or even ignite the soul fire, I will have five layers of certainty to kill this Han Zun!"

Ye Chen muttered softly, "But the price is a bit high!"

After today's temptation, Ye Chen also knew the gap between himself and the Emperor's Realm, thinking about this, Ye Chen's heart was full of fighting spirit, as long as he condensed several more Origin Bodies, even if he couldn't break through his own shackles and step into the realm of seeking defeat, but if he met the Emperors, he would also have the power to fight, and even the sword would kill! Ye Chen raised his hand, bursts of red light flashed on the Qilin Sword, several martial arts souls appeared, Ye Chen smashed them with one hand, and a rich vitality appeared all around.

"Recover from the injuries on your body first, and then plan the hell of the nations!"

"Yan Zhao Chu, there are only these three kingdoms left, Zhao Zun didn't come with Han Zun here, I'm afraid he is back to Zhao Kingdom!"

Ye Chen closed his eyes and frantically absorbed the vitality around him......

Just when Ye Chen was in retreat, in a clean courtyard in the Qin Kingdom, thousands of miles away, the prince listened to the information brought by the dead soldiers of the Black Ice Terrace, and there was a wicked smile on his face.

On the chessboard representing Qi and South Korea, the general trend is surging.

"It seems that the five generations have already made a move against Korea!" the prince chuckled, but at this moment, the prince's sword eyebrows frowned in vain, "It's still coming, but fortunately, this chess game has been arranged!"

"Are you coming?" In the thatched house, Ri Gong opened his eyes, his gaze was extremely solemn, and an unprecedented coercion was pressing here, this coercion, Rao was as strong as Ri Gong, and he also felt frightened.

"Perhaps, it's also time to uncover the mystery!" the prince waved his hand, signaling the departure of the dead soldier on the Black Ice Terrace, turned around, and calmly looked at Xianyang's location, with a complicated look in his eyes...... (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )