234.Chapter 234: The Black Sword

Wan Qianshan stepped back a few steps before he could barely stabilize his figure, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and even his right arm trembled faintly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmph! I thought you were something great, it turned out that you would only bluff people, suffer death!" Xiong Lie sneered, the long sword in his hand shook, and more than a hundred black sword lights suddenly formed a black net, strangled towards the thousands of mountains.

Although Wanqianshan was invincible, he still shouted angrily and fought hard, and the golden knife in his hand danced wildly, conjuring a golden sword shadow in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

The black sword net shrouded down, and after a series of dense explosions, the golden sword light instantly collapsed, and the face of the body of Qianqianshan became extremely ugly.

Seeing Xiong Lie rise up, the long sword in his hand was about to be slashed down, and thousands of mountains shouted violently, and the true yuan around him surged, instantly conjuring up a layer of blood curtain in front of him.

"Blood Domain?" Xiong Lie's eyes shrank, and he immediately sneered.

I saw that the aura around him skyrocketed, and the black light of the long sword in his hand shone brightly, and he slashed down more than ten zhang away.

Sou!

A black sword light dozens of zhang long appeared out of thin air, and the void seemed to dim a little, and this sword light slashed down with a scream, and after a short moment, it broke through the blood domain of thousands of mountains.

The corners of Wanqianshan's eyes twitched violently, and his heart was terrified.

At the same time, there was a scream from behind him, and in a short time, several warriors had died in the caravan.

"The old man is fighting with you!" Wan Qianshan knew that there was no way out, and rushed towards Xiong Lie with a golden knife in his hand.

"It's a good time, let the old man send you on your way!" Xiong Lie smiled and slashed out the long sword in his hand again.

Sou!

The black sword light dozens of zhang long appeared in the void again, and slashed down with a scream.

The golden sword of the Thousands of Mountains danced wildly, weaving a dense layer of golden sword net in front of him, but this level of defense was really a bit flashy, and in the blink of an eye, it was broken by the black sword light.

Looking at the black sword light that was quickly slashed, Wanqianshan knew that it was difficult to avoid, and he only had time to let out a frightened and angry shout, and he was about to close his eyes and wait for death.

At this moment, a white light flashed in the dense forest above Hutou Ridge, and a white wind blade more than ten zhang long suddenly burst out.

In the blink of an eye, this white wind blade crossed the void of dozens of zhang and came to the front of the thousands of mountains.

Boom!

After a loud bang, the black sword light that was slashed in the air was suddenly dispersed by the white wind blade.

Thousands of mountains were almost alive, and I was terrified, and I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the dense forest above Hutou Ridge.

"Who dares to do bad things to the old man, come out and die!" Xiong Lie's face changed, and he suddenly became furious.

"Which master came to the rescue, please show up quickly and be worshiped by the old man!" Wan Qianshan felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and immediately bowed down to worship in the direction of Hutouling.

"It's just a gesture, Uncle Wan doesn't have to be like this!" As soon as the words fell, the figure beside Wan Qianshan flickered, and Ye Chen appeared with it.

Xiong Lie frowned, looking at Ye Chen intently, and was surprised in his heart.

"Who are you, why do you bother with the old man's affairs?"

"Xiong Lie!" Ye Chen's face was dark, his eyes were cold, and the murderous aura loomed around him.

Xiong Lie was shocked by the other party's eyes, and inexplicably felt a panic.

"Who are you, do you know what the old man does?"

Ye Chen smiled coldly: "Black Water Gang, Elder Xiong Zimen, Xiong Lie!"

Xiong Lie's heart chuckled, and there was a faint hint of unease, but he looked at the other party for a moment, and couldn't help but shake his head and sneer.

Since you want to send you to death, the old man will send you on the road together!"

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled: "Xiong Lie, I don't know if you still remember what happened in Fallen Leaf City more than ten years ago?"

"Fallen Leaf City?" Xiong Lie's face changed when he heard this, and his heart was shocked.

The killers were all acting in secret, and almost no one knew about this matter except for a few parties, he looked at Ye Chen intently for a moment, and vaguely saw a certain sense of déjà vu between the other party's eyebrows.

"Ye Haotian, are you Ye Haotian's descendant?" Xiong Lie's body was shocked, and his inner uneasiness increased rapidly.

Ye Chen nodded heavily: "Your eyes are not decorations after all." ”

"I see!" Xiong Lie's eyes flickered, and his face was cloudy for a while.

"The old accounts of more than ten years ago should be settled today!" Ye Chen took a deep breath, and his gaze became extremely cold.

Xiong Lie's eyes widened, and he said viciously: "Hmph, I killed myself more than ten years ago! I killed Ye Haotian more than ten years ago, but I didn't expect you to come to the door again today, since you are so anxious to reincarnate, then I will fulfill you!"

"Have you finished speaking, let's go on the road after speaking!" Ye Chen shouted, and his right palm suddenly slapped out.

A burst of white light flashed wildly in the void, dozens of wind and thunder palms suddenly flashed, and the sound of violent wind and thunder accompanied by a powerful coercion instantly rushed towards Xiong Lie.

Seeing that he couldn't intervene, Wan Qianshan turned around and swept towards the convoy, and the golden knife danced wildly and slashed at the black-clothed killers.

"Huh?" Xiong Lie was shocked, and his face became very solemn.

At this moment, he couldn't care about assassinating Wanqianshan, so he could only deal with Ye Chen with all his might.

He shouted angrily, and the long sword in his hand slashed wildly, and dozens of black sword lights suddenly flew out.

Thundered!

In the void, the black and white aura flashed wildly, and powerful True Yuan fluctuations scattered like a raging wind.

In the blink of an eye, the Wind Thunder Palm and the black sword light annihilated each other, and Ye Chen and Xiong Lie were both unharmed.

"How can this be? Obviously only a cultivator of the Spirit Blood Realm is so strong?" Xiong Lie was shocked, and his face became extremely solemn.

"I underestimated you, this kind of strength is indeed not an ordinary fourth-layer Spirit Blood Realm, worthy of being an elder of the Blackwater Gang!" Ye Chen frowned slightly, and the surprise in his eyes flashed.

Xiong Lie was ashamed and angry when he heard this, and he really felt angry in his heart.

A junior who cultivated three orders lower than him pointed at him with such a condescending attitude, which really made him feel embarrassed.

"Extremely arrogant! I won't let you taste the power of my Xiong Lie, I'm afraid you don't know the height of the sky!"

"Black Sword!" Xiong screamed violently, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, and more than a hundred black sword lights burst out, intertwining into a huge black curtain in mid-air, covering Ye Chen overwhelmingly.

"Black Sword?" Ye Chen frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Facing the black sword curtain under the head-on hood, he did not dodge or dodge, and as soon as his right arm was raised, the powerful spiritual blood power exploded, and a red blood curtain suddenly appeared in mid-air.

"Blood Domain?" Xiong Lie's face changed, and he couldn't help but exclaim, but he sneered in an instant.

"Hmph! The first layer of the Spirit Blood Realm dares to hold it up like this, you really don't know how to write the word 'death'!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiong Lie's long sword trembled wildly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred sword lights poured out, intertwined with each other, forming a second black sword curtain.