Chapter 1191: Instant Kill
Thank you for the drunken reward, I was moved, and finally someone in a few months, "Heh, my name is Ye Chen, who remembers?"
The light words of the cloud and the breeze made the surroundings even more deadly silent, and millions of pairs of eyes looked at the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue.
Once the dusty memory was impacted, it would burst out like a tide, and several exclamations resounded in the void: "Sword God Ye Chen!"
Sect Master!"
"Five generations of moon gods!"
"The master of the Ye family!" exclamations sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, shocking the earth.
"Family Master!" An excited look appeared on his pale face, Ye Fanbai's pupils widened suddenly, and his voice trembled a little.
Beautiful eyes flowed, Qi Meng looked at the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue in front of her, this familiar breath, she will never forget it, this is the breath of the head of the family.
Ye Chen's name was like a magic spell, and the moment the exclamation fell, the million-strong army stopped fighting, and its body stood stiffly in place.
"Ye Chen, the master of the Ye family, the sect master of the Sword God, has shined in the great competitions of various sects, killing the powerhouses of the martial arts realm!"
"It is rumored that Ye Chen didn't fall in the Sword Tomb, he actually came back?"
In the void, Weiyang exhaled slightly, but his heart was surging again, he knew that the Wanyu Sword Sect had won this big gamble.
In the midst of the chaos, Zi Yanbei's teeth opened slightly, her sexy lips opened slightly, and a hint of surprise that could not be concealed flowed in her bright eyes, "This guy finally appeared!"
"It's really Ye Chen!" Catching a glimpse of that overly young face, Chu Sanjian had a feeling of trance.
"Sister Qian, it's really a scholar!" Ran Rou's pale face burst into a smile, dancing with her hands.
At this moment, Ran Qian's figure did not move, her clear eyes revealed a touch of ecstasy, and tears dripped down her eyelashes: "He didn't fall, he came back." ”
The surroundings fell into a deathly silence in vain, and countless eyes converged in the sky, will today's situation change because of Ye Chen's return?
"How strong is this guy's strength in ten years?" Chu Sanjian's eyes were more expectant.
"Ye Chen!" In the dead void, the old man's eyes first showed a blank look, and then his eyes showed astonishment, and he exclaimed: "Five generations of moon gods, you actually didn't fall in the sword tomb?"
In the sky, Niu Chen didn't pay attention to the old man, but slowly turned around, looked at Ye Fanbai and the others below, smiled slightly, and said, "Over the years, you have worked hard. ”
"The head of the family!" Ye Fanbai's expression was ecstatic, the familiar aura and face all told Ye Fanbai that this person was the head of the family in front of him.
Suddenly, Ye Fanbai's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed: "Family master, be careful!"
Ten thousand thunderbolts surged in the void, whistling and coming, and the place where they fell was where Ye Chen stood.
With a chill in his eyes, the old man looked directly at Ye Chen in front of him, and said, "Arrogant boy, you dare to ignore the old man." ”
The old man's sudden attack also caused the exclamations of the people below, they didn't expect that the old man of the martial arts realm would be so brazen, regardless of the face of the martial arts realm.
Under the watchful eye, the moment this ten thousand thunders were about to touch Ye Chen, they were in vain and still in the void, and the momentum dissipated, which was extremely weird.
Wan Lei was integrated into the old man's martial will, but at this moment, the old man found that he could no longer control these thunders, and his eyes were horrified.
"Didn't those people tell you that this thunder belongs to the seat tube?" A flat voice sounded in the old man's ears, the old man's heart shook slightly, and an unprecedented coercion appeared between heaven and earth, roaring, suppressing the old man's body.
"Or is it that with your strength, you are not qualified to touch things at that level?" Ye Chen turned around, and at this moment, he no longer called himself me, but called himself this seat.
Ye Chen still didn't have any aura fluctuations on his body, but he stood there, as if he had replaced heaven and earth, and his words were the rules.
At least in the old man's opinion, the moment Ye Chen's words sounded, the old man was horrified to find that the thunder pools around him had been completely out of his control, and his martial arts will was also wiped out and replaced by a new thunder rule.
"Prince, or is it a mysterious force?" Ye Chen said lightly, then shook his head again, and said: "There is no point in talking about these questions at this moment, the little minions are stunned after all, and they will know something." ”
The moment the words fell, Ye Chen took a step forward, and the ten thousand thunders that were still in the void trembled in vain, surrendering, welcoming the arrival of the Thunder Emperor.
Under the watchful eyes of all the people, the thunder in the thousand-zhang thunder pool churned in vain, and finally formed a thousand-zhang thunder dragon phantom.
As Ye Chen stepped down, this thousand-foot thunder dragon phantom happened to appear behind Ye Chen.
Seeing such a strange scene, the only remaining fighting spirit in the old man's heart was gone.
"Do you want to escape?" Ye Chen said with a smile.
"Sword God Sect Master, although you were able to defeat the Martial Dao Realm in the past, if you want to kill the Martial Dao Realm, I'm afraid you will have to pay a certain price!" the old man's tone was a little lacking.
Clothed in thunder, Ye Chen pressed on the old man step by step, and said unhurriedly: "Martial arts, this seat has also been killed!"
The moment the words fell, Ye Chen's right hand was raised violently, and a palm fell: "Heaven and earth thunder listen to my orders, obliterate them!"
The void around the old man shattered, and silver snakes roamed around.
The unprecedented coercion roared, and the old man's body froze, and his eyes were full of horror: "Martial Dao Realm?"
Click! Ten thousand thunders arrived, and the figure of the old man was submerged in an instant.
Absolute suppression, the old man has no chance to resist!
"Heaven and earth thunder are all controlled by this seat, whether it is hell thunder or martial god thunder. Under the watchful eye, the figure of the old man turned to ashes.
Ye Chen's right hand was raised, and he directly probed into the thunder, and the thunder around him retreated to both sides, imprisoning the old man's soul with one hand, not giving the old man a chance to talk nonsense, Ye Chen directly erased the old man's mind.
Cleanly and neatly put the martial arts soul into the Qilin me, Ye Chen turned around, his eyes looked around, and no one dared to look directly.
There was a dead silence at the scene, and everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, killing a martial arts realm in an instant, this is the strength of the Sword God Sect Master?
"Kill the Martial Dao Realm!" Chu Sanjian's eyes were as big as a bull's eye, "It's only ten years, killing the Martial Dao Realm is as simple as pinching an ant to death!"
The aroma came to her face, and the corners of Zi Yan's mouth raised a beautiful arc, and she smiled skillfully: "It is rumored that he killed a martial artist of the Martial Dao Realm ten years ago, let alone now?"
One after another, stunned eyes stayed on Ye Chen, his expressions were complicated, and the eyes of the silver-armored sergeant showed a fanatical look of worship.
Stepping on the Thunder Dragon Phantom, Ye Chen slowly turned around, looked around at the enemy army below, and muttered: "Hundred Nations Alliance, Hundred Sects Alliance, really think that my Sword God Sect has no one?"
"Heavenly Tribulation!" The thunder swam around the Moon God Mark, and a swimming thunder appeared in Ye Chen's eyes, his sword finger was raised, and it quietly fell, and ten thousand thunderbolts roared down, instantly submerging the surging enemy troops.
Thunder was originally the most violent force in the world, and it contained Ye Chen's will, ordinary martial artists had no ability to resist at all, the surging sword qi was torn apart, and the thunder obliterated everything, just in an instant, thousands of soldiers turned into ashes, and they didn't even scream.
The loud thunder continued to echo in the void, and this sound was also like the call of death, and every time it sounded, thousands of warriors were turned into ashes.
The boss fell, the momentum of the enemy army was greatly reduced, and Ye Chen's terrifying means shocked everything.
The enemy troops who rushed to the front finally felt fear, and this fear spread like a tide in the hearts of everyone, and under the drive of the shadow of fear, many enemy troops immediately began to retreat frantically.
With an army of millions, this retreat became extremely chaotic, and even some warriors were tripped and trampled to death by their comrades.
Thunder surged in the void, and the wandering silver snakes made everyone's faces bloodless.
After just a few breaths, a thousand feet of open space appeared below Ye Chen.
The original blood-red surface of the ground looked a little gray at the moment, and it was covered with a layer of bone meal, which was dozens of inches thick.
The cold wind swept by, the powder flew, and the entire sky was filled with gray powder, looking at this scene, even the veterans of a hundred battles felt creepy.
The defeat was like a mountain, and the Silver Armor Army would not let go of such an opportunity and immediately chase after it.
In the void, more than thirty Lingwu Realm people had gloomy faces, and at the moment when the army retreated, more than thirty people retreated back with great tacit understanding, trying to escape from this place.
How could Weiyang and the others let these people escape, and did everything they could to drag them down. Despite this, there were still more than ten Lingwu Realm martial artists who escaped.
Looking at this scene, Ye Fanbai was about to make a move, but was stopped by Ye Chen.
"It's okay, these people can't escape!" Looking at the end of the sky, Ye Chen said lightly.
"The sail of the blood hell, the sword points to the sky!"
"Reorganize the mountains and rivers, only my blood hell!" At the end of the day, several cold cheers rang out in vain.