It's a long story, but in fact, everything is between the lightning and flint, and Yang Yan has three methods in a short period of time, such as the Soldier Technique, the Killing Will, and the Seven Killing Sword Technique, and under the terrifying sword that kills everything, any martial artist who has just broken through the Lingyuan Realm has only one way to drink hatred.

Under the will to kill, everything can be killed, and the entire space is filled with cold killing machines, Yue Wuchen can't even tell where the killing machine comes from in this extremely short moment, he only feels that the hairs on his body explode, as if he is in the middle of a killing battlefield, he can't even turn around and fight back.

Poof!

The blood-colored sword light fell, and the indestructible body protection spirit element that had resisted hundreds of sword qi under the sword momentum was like paper paste, and it was shattered in an instant just by blocking it.

The Flame Sword slashed heavily at Yue Wuchen's back with a terrifying blood-colored sword, and the armor that was no more than a human rank couldn't resist being split at all, and the sword shot straight in.

呲呲呲......

From top to bottom, there were dazzling sparks bursting from the Flame Sword, and the scene where Moon Wuchen was cut in half by the Flame Sword did not appear.

Even, not a drop of blood!

"What's that?" Yang Yan's eyes condensed slightly, and there was a green robe between Yue Wuchen's armor and flesh, and it was this inconspicuous green robe that blocked the edge of his sword without hurting Yue Wuchen in the slightest.

"It's that defensive treasure robe!" Yang Yan's mind was racing, and he immediately thought of several treasures obtained by Yue Wuchen and the others in the land of trials, Yue Wuchen's ancient bell was one of them, and there was also a defensive treasure robe, but a young man who was wearing it next to Yue Wuchen at that time was also in Yue Wuchen's hands.

How could the treasures in the four halls of the Land of Trials be mortal, if the one Yue Wuchen was wearing was really the defensive treasure robe, then everything would be reasonable.

"Wind. Yang Yan's figure flashed and he wanted to retreat by the wind, but he saw a strange force suddenly descend, and his body suddenly seemed to be bound by iron chains and couldn't move.

"You can't escape!" Yue Wuchen's voice came, Yang Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a faint starlight twinkling among the two rounds of blood moon in Yue Wuchen's pupils, which looked extremely beautiful and weird.

"It's the power of the stars!" Yang Yan seemed to feel a little starlight falling from the sky, blessing him, echoing with the power of the blood moon, making him bound in place and unable to move.

It turned out that this was the complete moon leading the star tide, and Yue Wuchen deliberately led him to be fooled, and even preferred to be hit by him, just for this moment, to use the power of the stars to bind him, and he couldn't move with the help of the wind.

"Ten Thousand Blood Glaive Nebula Palm!" "The countless blood qi on Yue Wuchen's body was surging, Yang Yan seemed to see a churning blood-colored lake, and the extremely rich bloody aura made people smell and change color, and Yang Yan even felt dizzy.

Above the sky, the sun was still exuding afterglow, but several stars with extremely faint light appeared, faintly starlight sprinkled down, Yue Wuchen bathed in it, and his breath soared a lot, soaring to the peak of the Lingyuan Realm, not only that, but his temperament also had a little more mystery and profundity of the stars.

The two rounds of blood moon in Yue Wuchen's eyes rotated rapidly, making his breath more and more powerful, and bubbles were rolling out of the blood-colored lake, and his palm slapped out, and a blood-colored disc of the size of a ruler flashed in the palm of his palm, and the power of the stars flowed on the surface, emitting a vast starlight.

As Yue Wuchen's palm slapped, the blood-colored disc was getting closer and closer to Yang Yan, and the terrifying aura that permeated his eyelids were beating wildly, the muscles all over his body instantly tensed, and the piercing crisis spread all over his body.

Don't look at this blood-colored disc is not big, it is much smaller than the Blood Shadow Palm, but the terrifying power contained in it is far from being comparable to the Blood Shadow Palm.

The Ten Thousand Blood Glaive Nebula Palm is one of Yue Wuchen's killer moves, and he can only use his exercises to urge the Moon to lead the star tide and bind the opponent to the front of him, and the power is naturally needless to say, if it hits, Yang Yan will definitely die.

"Bingzijue, open it again!" Yang Yan would not sit still, Bingzijue worked wildly, and a powerful force rippled out, making a tooth-squeaking sound with the surrounding air that seemed to be solidified.

At the same time, countless sword qi roared angrily, rushing up from his body, and the terrifying killing intent erupted in the air, resonating with the roaring sword intent, and the sword of killing seemed to be everywhere, destroying everything.

Three powerful forces erupted from the inside out, and the air around Yang Yan made an overwhelming sound, brazenly about to crack, and the binding power of the moon and star tide was rapidly weakening.

However, in the midst of this lightning and flint, the terrifying blood-colored disc had already arrived in front of him, and he would be hit by the blood-colored disc before Yang Yan could completely break free from his restraints and regain his freedom.

At that moment, the extreme crisis enveloped Yang Yan's heart, as if he had returned to the will world in the ancestral tower of the Taihua Sect, the feeling of powerlessness in the face of Tianwei.

In fact, the Ten Thousand Blood Glaive Nebula Palm issued by the Moon Tide with the power of the Blood Moon and Stars can indeed be regarded as Tianwei in a sense, if Yue Wuchen is strong enough to subvert the world and then perform this move, it will really be able to be called Tianwei.

Buzz!

Above the sea of souls, the golden sword that had been silent for a long time suddenly trembled, the golden brilliance in Yang Yan's eyes flashed, and a high and extreme battle intent burned, and even the golden brilliance flashed on the surface of Yang Yan's body, making him even more dazzling when he was already wearing golden armor, as handsome and extraordinary as the god of war.

Fighters, fearless and unretreating, indomitable, strong in battle, crazy in war, and fighting for a lifetime!

Yang Yan never gave in to the real Tianwei at the beginning, and he was able to burn his fighting intent, but now he will not have the slightest cowardice, and only the monstrous battle intent erupts from his body.

Click!

At that moment, as if something was broken, Yang Yan only felt extremely happy, and his whole body was full of strength, like a young eagle that had suddenly learned to fly, wanting to soar in the air for 30,000 miles.

"Kill!" Yang Yan burst out, the blood-colored light on the Fire Flame Sword was flourishing, and the killing intent and battle intent in his eyes were intertwined into an incomparably hot gaze, which scorched the eyes of Yue Wuchen who was facing him with great pain, and the blood-colored disc was stagnant.

Rumble!

The moment the blood-colored sword light collided with the blood-colored disc, it was as if a blood-colored sun was rising, and then exploded violently, and a terrifying blood-colored storm suddenly set off in the Valley of the Absolute Soul, drowning everything.

"Poof!" Yang Yan's face turned red instantly, a large mouthful of piercing blood sprayed out, his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string in the blood-colored storm, and his back slammed into the mountain wall, knocking out a big hole in the mountain wall, and the cracks around his body were dense, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out the chest guard that stained the armor red.

On the other hand, Yue Wuchen only retreated dozens of steps in the violent collision and anti-shock, and was not injured.

The power of the Ten Thousand Blood Glaive Nebula Palm is too strong, Yue Wuchen himself is a strong person in the Spirit Yuan Realm, and Yang Yan Cultivation is already much inferior to it, relying on the blessing of battle intent to break free from the shackles of the Moon Guiding Star Tide at the last moment, there is room for counterattack, and the Seven Killing Sword Technique has only come out to the second sword, and it is impossible to completely resist the power of the Ten Thousand Blood Glaive Nebula Palm.

In fact, even if less than fifty percent of the power fell on Yang Yan's body in the end, it would have caused his perfectly quenched body to be shocked with quite a lot of internal injuries, if it was the Ten Thousand Blood Glaive Nebula Palm that had withstood all the power, he was afraid that he would not be seriously injured now.

With a bang, Yang Yan jumped out of the mountain wall and landed on one knee, and the Fire Sword was half a foot into the ground.

Tick!

Bright red blood flowed down the hilt of the sword, making the already blood-red ground even more vivid, it was the hand holding the sword that was bleeding!

The terrifying collision almost caused the Flame Sword to fly out of his hand, but it was he who tightened the hilt of the sword and would rather damage the palm than give up the sword, so he didn't let the Flame Sword leave his hand, and now his hand holding the sword was even trembling slightly.

Pressing down the blood stasis that reached his throat, Yang Yan wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and slowly stood up with his injured right hand holding the sword.

The powerful one, the more the battle is stronger, the heart does not move, then the life is endless, the martial will is born from the potential, the momentum is indestructible, and the martial will is immortal!

When Yang Yan stopped his waist again and stood proudly, the will to sword and the will to kill climbed to the peak again, and they were even stronger than before.

God, it's snowing!

The white and flawless snowflakes slowly fall, and the contrast with the blood color of the surrounding environment is extremely beautiful.

The snowflakes fell on Yue Wuchen's body, and the boundless coldness invaded in an instant, wanting to freeze him off.

Yue Wuchen knew that this snow was not real snow, but the most natural embodiment of the will of snow, and he had learned it in the battle with Yang Yan when he was in the land of trials, so it was not surprising.

The will of the sword makes people feel as if they are in the midst of ten thousand swords, the will to kill makes people feel as if they are in a killing battlefield, the will of the snow makes people feel as if they are tortured by extreme cold, and the will power of the three martial arts blooms at the same time, which shows how enjoyable Yue Wuchen's experience is now.

It's really jealous and crazy to think about, ordinary people want to comprehend a martial arts will, even if most of the Tianxuan Realm powerhouses can only comprehend one martial arts will, only people with extreme talent can comprehend more than two martial arts wills, but several times in the Qianyu Domain, no one has ever comprehended more than four in the past ten thousand years, and the three martial arts wills are already the limit of this generation of Qianyu powerhouses, and they are all the masters of the six hegemon-level forces.

And Yang Yan is young, and his cultivation is even more advanced Qi Sevenfold, and he has already reached the point where most of the Heavenly Xuan Realm powerhouses can't do it, not to mention the word demon can be described.

"It seems that it is not possible to move the real character. Yue Wuchen opened his mouth coldly, his blood flashed, and a blood-colored Fang Tian painting halberd appeared in his hand, and Yang Yan, who released the three martial arts wills, almost wanted to make up for the gap in cultivation between them, and he couldn't look at it at the surface realm at all.

Although Yang Yan is not lightly injured now, Yue Wuchen feels that he is still getting stronger, and this kid can't handle it with common sense.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, the sky is getting colder and colder, Yue Wuchen even feels that his muscles are starting to stiffen, he can't wait any longer!

"Blood Dragon Drive!" "Yue Wuchen stepped on the ground and rushed out, Fang Tian's halberd pointed directly at Yang Yan, and the heaven and earth vitality and blood qi between heaven and earth converged one after another, and the terrifying power made it impossible for the snowflakes falling in the sky to get close, faintly like a hideous blood dragon roaring and wanting to swallow Yang Yan with a sword.