The ancient hall is desolate, the mountain breeze is blowing, and the blood of the loyal soul is dyed in the air.

When Xuantian finally rises, the great Xuanyin...

Shock!

Just one word: But please the pavilion master, strengthen my Xuantian!

For a long time...

...

Outside the ancient hall, in front of the coffins.

'Whew...'

Ye Liang exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, his eyes were shining with a little water, and he muttered: "The general died in a hundred battles, and the soldiers will not be able to return..."

"I don't want to be honored, but I want the body to be returned. ”

As he spoke, he raised the sword in his hand, placed it horizontally in front of his eyes, stretched out his left hand, grasped the sword, and wiped his palm on the sword, regardless of the sword that had cut his palm.

Airplanes...

The sword of the river that was clear and clear, like rippling water, was soaked in Ye Liangzhi's blood, as if he felt the battle spirit in his blood, and he couldn't stop humming and trembling, wanting to come out of the sheath and kill the world.

"Everyone..."

In this way, the whole body of the Bihe Sword was dyed blood, Ye Liang ignored the blood flowing from his left hand, and stared at the corpses of Qi'er and the others who had not yet been let go of the sky above the sky, and said word by word: "I, Ye Liang..."

"With this blood vow, I will take your soul with you for the rest of my life, kill the world, and trample on the enemy with loess..."

His tone was flat and firm: "Strengthen my Xuantian, prestige!"

Seeing this scene, the dragon who was standing on the ladder and erecting the iron coffin next to the dragon was silently stepping forward.

He suddenly drew the long sword at his waist, and knelt down on one knee with the long sword as if it were on the ground: "The wind rises, send the spirit!"

"Drink!"

With Long Yu taking the lead, the remaining generals took a step forward one after another, and after a word.

They all knelt down on one knee with their swords in their hands with the sound of the armor rubbing, and bowed their heads to the corpses and heroic souls of Na Er and the other heroes, and said: "I will send you off, all the heroic souls!"

Call...

The wind is blowing, and the heroic soul is gone.

Bloodstained Battlefield... Don't look back...

At that moment, the entire top of the green mountain was filled with the sound of the generals sending spirits, spreading in all directions.

For a long time.

"Listen, everybody..."

Ye Liang's body was full of power, and his robe lightly drummed the blood-stained river, leaning into his hand, his expression was calm, and his tone was slightly cold: "Today, I have only one request. ”

"I want this place..."

His eyes suddenly froze: "The door is full of mourning!"

When the words fell, the blood-colored river in his hand was shocked, and his body directly turned into a streamer, killing Ke Shouyi, fighting fiercely with Ke Shouyi, and fighting into the palace...

Fight to the top of the nine heavens, and it will not stop for a long time.

As Ye Liang's killing came out, Long Xu, who had already gotten up, took a step forward directly, and said to the enemy: "The blood strategy army listens to the order, fights and punishes the enemy..."

"Everyone, etc., will not surrender or rebel..."

With a light sword in his hand, he directly aimed at the fake Xuantian people below, and fought away: "All of them will be punished!"

"Kill!!"

Yan Ning, Qi Xuan, Su Hengqing and the others saw Long Xuan's move, and no longer stayed, the Xuan power in their bodies swept out, and they took the blood strategy army that had already been fighting fiercely, and fought against the fake Xuantian disciples.

"The disciples of the Holy Hades Palace obeyed the order and killed the enemy with the master (elder) of the palace!"

Although they were not allowed by Ye Liang, but they secretly followed and protected Ye Liang, Lin Xining and Fang Huai, and the disciples of the Holy Hades Palace who followed, were also shocked by the blades and fell.

"Haha, interesting. ”

With all of them doing it, Han Menglang laughed, looked at Deng Xueying and another Kaiyang God Emperor, and said, "Since everyone is so happy to kill, then I will accompany you two little dolls to play." ”

When the words fell, he directly twisted Liu Kefeng's neck in his hand, and after putting Yan Yuan on his shoulder, he disdained to kill Qin Yinyan's direct attack and swept out, facing Deng Xueying and the others, killing and leaving.

With the drenched move, the fire of war in this place was completely raised, except for Feng Yusheng and others, who were protected and retreated by Shan Meng with a group of blood strategy troops, and the people on the top of the entire green mountain all joined in the killing.

None of them were 'spared'.

For a while, the bloody sound of killing, wrapped in the cold light and blood in the sky, spread here and was difficult to calm for a long time.

After a while, above the sky.

At this moment, Ye Liang and Ke Shouyi, who had already gone through a fierce battle, were standing on the clouds, facing each other from afar.

The bodies of the two were covered with scars, soaked in blood, and their breath was slightly disordered.

However, if you look closely, you can still find that Ye Liang's injuries are slightly more serious than Ke Shouyi's.

"Haha, it is worthy of being the pavilion master of Xuantian Pavilion, and he is able to exert the combat power of the next god emperor to such an extent. ”

Ke Shouyi smiled heroically: "I admire it." ”

"The admiration of defective products, the pavilion master does not need it. Ye Liang held the blood sword in his hand, and his tone was slightly cold.

Ke Shouyi heard his words, his smile suddenly froze, and he saw through his eyes: "Do you know that you are looking for death!"

You must know that back then, he failed to break through Kaiyang, resulting in Xuanli, and he stayed at the upper god emperor forever, which became the pain of his life, and he didn't want to be mentioned.

Now, Ye Liang poked at his scars, how could he not have a strong killing intent in his heart.

"Today, there is destined to die, but the person who dies will not be me, but you. ”

Ye Liang slowly raised the Nabihe Sword with a calm expression, and his golden eyes suddenly slashed out with a sword: "Nine Swords of the Heavens..."

"A sword buries the sky!"

Airplanes... Swish...

With the spit out of his last words, the sword light that shot out, wrapped in the rhyme of the desolate and eternal, with the mysterious sword chant that seemed to bury the gods and Buddhas in the sky, attacked and swept away towards Na Ke Shouyi.

At that moment, Ke Shouyi looked at the sword light coming towards him, as if he felt that what he could see was not the sharp sword light, but a desolate ancient cemetery.

At a glance, there are all the ancient tombs and tombstones.

It seems to be buried with unparalleled power, buried in the cloudy sky.

"Oh no, Phantom Power!"

Ke Shouyi looked at the tomb in the sky, and his heart was shocked.

He didn't dare to procrastinate, and the Xuanquan shook, which made the muscles of his arms tense, and after the horizontal flesh was exhausted, he spat out fiercely: "Iron-faced blood shield!"

Rumble...

As soon as these words fell, the mysterious power in his body exploded out like a frenzy, and in front of his body, it condensed into a blood shield carved by a tiger with fangs on it, which seemed to be like a shield.

to block Ye Liang's sword.

Boom...

In the next moment, Ye Liang's sword light slashed fiercely on Ke Shouyi's blood shield, slashing Ke Shouyi's entire person above the sky, and shot back for an extremely long distance.

can be able to settle down and live.

Seeing this scene, Ye Liang's deep golden eyes stared at Ke Shouyi, who was still protected by a blood shield in the distance, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "Even the domineering Nine Swords of the Heavenly Heaven failed to kill it instantly?"

He knew that although Ke Shouyi failed to break through the Kaiyang Divine Emperor and his foundation was damaged, resulting in the fact that he could only survive in the upper Divine Emperor in this life, the accumulation of nearly a hundred years had already made Ke Shouyi's combat power comparable to that of the Yiyang Divine Emperor.

Therefore, because of such an enemy, as soon as Ye Liang came up, he used a domineering sword technique to match the blood sword of the other river, so as to kill Ke Shouyi quickly.

But looking at the current situation, he still seems to be underestimating Ke Shouyi.

"Click... Bang..."

Just between Ye Liangsi's elbows, the blood shield that was blocking Ke Shouyi's body suddenly had a crack appear, and with the appearance of this crack, there were quickly countless cracks, like a spider web, climbing the entire blood shield.

and finally made the blood shield shatter away.

"Poof..."

The blood shield shattered, and Ke Shouyi, who was connected to it, couldn't hold back, and directly a mouthful of blood gushed out, and the turbidity was in the air.

But Rao is like this, Ye Liang still has no joy.

He knew that the terrifying recovery power of the God Emperor, if he didn't crush it or take the opportunity to kill it instantly, it would not be easy to kill him again, especially an old spirit like Ke Shouyi, it was even more.

"Heavenly Sword Technique..."

Ke Shouyi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, slowly raised his head to look at Ye Liang, and said, "How can you know the Ye Clan's Heavenly Sword Technique!"

Because the Nine Swords of the Sky are practiced by everyone in the Ye Clan, they are more familiar to everyone.

'Whew...'

At his question, after Ye Liang exhaled a breath of turbidity, he let go of the Bihe Sword, let it return to his back, and the Great Sun Golden Bow in his hand appeared, and said calmly: "Have you ever heard a word..."

"The clan of Aoba has been passed down for generations, and celebrities have been shaking all directions through the ages. ”

"Nonsense, this is what described the Ye clan back then, how could I not know. Ke Shouyi said.

"So..."

Ye Liang raised the Great Sun Golden Bow, and slowly pulled the bow up, his tone was slightly deep: "Have you heard of it, Emperor Ye's family, immortal..."

"Golden Arrow!"

Airplanes...

When he spit out these words, in his open golden bow of the Great Sun, a dark gold with a deep color, and a mysterious pattern depiction, the whole body is full of brilliant heavenly might, and the indestructible golden arrow of Xuanyun is unparalleled, slowly looming out.

"What? Immortal Golden Arrow!?"

Ke Shouyi looked in the distance, the brilliant golden bow in Ye Liang's hand, the domineering golden arrow, couldn't help but change his expression suddenly, and murmured: "Luotian Sword Technique... The Golden Arrow of Immortality..."

"Could it be..."

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in a trembling voice: "You are from the Ye Emperor clan!"