In the midst of the churning sea of fire, the three figures were like a rainbow, crossing the sky, setting off monstrous flames.

Three terrifying pressures permeate it, and the oppression is most terrifying there.

Holding his sword, Ye Chen stepped towards the void step by step, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "As soon as the smoke and rain die, the eight hells will not be able to rise in the wind and waves!"

"As for true control of hell, this solitary hell and the lord of the Youzeng hell cannot exist. In the sky, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and Ye Chen's figure appeared above the sea of fire like a ghost, and his eyes looked indifferently at the sea of fire in front of him.

Ye Chen controlled the rules of heaven and earth and ten thousand fires, and these flames were the fires of the Qilin Origin, although they contained the will of the Qilin.

But after Ye Chen stepped down, these Qilin Origin Flames retreated one after another, and an empty avenue appeared in front of Ye Chen.

At the end of the road were three figures, seeing this, Ye Chen's expression became more and more cold, and he took a step forward, and came in an instant.

The fire was raging all around, and I felt an inexplicable chill when I was alone, and it was extremely piercing.

Bang bang! Lonely shattered a pillar of flaming swords, and its form suddenly retreated.

A brilliant sword light burst through the air in the sea of fire, piercing through the position where the lonely defeat had stood before.

Lonely's face changed slightly, and he looked at the increasingly clear figure in front of him with some solemnity, "Blood Prison Emperor!"

As the clouds and mist churned, Yun Feng also took a step back, skillfully avoiding the fire qilin's attack.

Thirty-six unicorn phantoms hovered in the void. Kirin realm. The sea of fire receded to both sides, and Ye Chen's figure emerged, wearing a thin white dress that was extremely eye-catching.

Meeting the gaze of the two, Ye Chen smiled faintly and said, "I haven't seen you for several years, Lonely City Lord!"

Ten years ago, this guy was just a junior, and today this guy has achieved no less than his own achievements.

At least after Ye Chen killed Yanyu, Lonely Defeat no longer dared to treat Ye Chen as a junior.

"Thirty years to the east of the river. Thirty years in Hexi!" Lonely Defeat said with a slight sigh, his eyes lowered slightly, looking at the three hellish warriors who were defeated below, and sighed slightly: "I never thought about it. What was already a foregone conclusion can be reversed by one person!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head and said lightly: "It's a pity, if the water doesn't dry up, you will enter the sea, at least the Lonely Emperor can see it more thoroughly than you!"

Bang bang! The will surged, and when he was about to speak out in a lonely defeat, Yun Feng, who was standing on the side, launched an offensive in vain.

The surging clouds and mist condensed into a sword pillar that reached into the sky, and the will merged into the sword pillar of the clouds.

Use the rules of the clouds within a radius of more than 7,000 zhang. Yun Feng's long sword was raised, and a sword stabbed out.

Huge pillars of clouds swung down into the void, bringing with them a monstrous coercion.

Ye Chen shook his head, took a step forward, and met the falling cloud pillar, and the falling Qilin Sword was raised again, and in an instant, there were eleven sword shadows.

Eleven sword shadows overlapped together and slashed down on the pillar of clouds. The pillar of clouds shattered, and the clouds and mist surged towards the surroundings.

And at this moment, Yun Feng's figure dissipated strangely. Its aura also vanished out of thin air, like a cloud around it.

"This guy!" Lonely Defeat's face changed slightly, and his body suddenly stepped back as he stepped into the shattered void.

"Want to escape?" Ye Chen smiled coldly and looked at the Fire Qilin.

The fire qilin also sneered: "That loneliness is lost to me." As for Yun Feng, I'll leave it to you!"

Before the words fell, the figure of the fire unicorn burst out. Tear through the churning clouds and mist, and shoot straight away from loneliness.

Holding his sword, Ye Chen took a step forward, with a light and breezy look, wandering among the clouds and mist.

I have to say that if a strong person in the Martial Dao Realm realm wants to escape, it will be difficult to leave it behind.

As for the smoke and rain, Ye Chen had set up an ambush before, and with the sudden outbreak, he left it behind.

And now, Yun Feng and Lonely Defeat were both afraid of Ye Chen's strength, and as soon as they moved, they were full of strength, and in just an instant, the surrounding clouds and mist dissipated, and the martial arts realm belonging to the two of them also disappeared.

"With the strength of me and Lonely Defeat, the two of them can join forces to kill the Blood Prison Emperor, but there is still a strong man on the side, and now the plan is to retreat first!" Yun Feng's body completely turned into clouds, like a cloud and mist.

The clouds turn into supernatural powers, integrate into the rules of clouds and mist, and wherever their figures pass, there is no sound.

Among the four Hell City Lords, Yun Feng's strength may not be the strongest, but the lead in escaping is the strongest.

Bang! The void shook, a chill surged behind him, Yun Feng's expression changed suddenly, and his figure resurfaced.

A cluster of ice flames filled with a biting chill pulsed behind Yun Feng, and at the same time, a sneer echoed: "Old boy, was it cool to pit Lao Tzu at the beginning?"

Before the words fell, a martial arts realm oppression roared.

Yun Feng turned around and met the face of the Life and Death Jiaolong full of mocking smiles, his expression changed slightly, "This guy has broken through the seal!"

The left hand is a sword, the cloud peak points forward, and the mysterious rules flow on the fingertips.

The rules turned into a strange mark, turning into a streamer of light and shooting towards the dragon of life and death.

Seeing this mark, the dragon of life and death smiled, "Grandma's, you still want to control Lao Tzu!"

Before the words fell, the dragon of life and death threw a punch forward, and the torrent of will it brought directly shattered this mark.

"It's a pity that the Lord has long found out about the insidiousness of your old boy!" the Life and Death Jiaolong said coldly, and the martial arts realm surged like a tide.

"That mark has been erased by this seat, and your Excellency wants this seat too?" A flat voice sounded in Yun Feng's ears, and the cold wind surged behind him, and Yun Feng suddenly retreated to the side.

Its black tornado emerged, shattering the void where Yun Feng had previously stood.

The six sword corpses stood in different directions, Ye Chen stepped out of the air, looking at Yunfeng dozens of meters away, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Your Excellency has come to the Blood Prison thousands of miles away, as the host, how can this seat snub Your Excellency so much!" Before the words fell, Ye Chen's figure disappeared strangely, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Yanyu's eyes, and the Qilin Sword in his hand was raised and swung down.

The sword rainbow appeared, and Yun Feng blocked it with a sword, bell!

Bang! The sparks splashed around, Yun Feng's figure retreated a few steps back, and his eyes showed horror: "It's so terrifying!"

"Time is running out, I can only use all my strength!" The dark pupils were full of coldness, Ye Chen did not have any temptation, and took a step forward again, the sky and the earth were dark, and in an instant, sword shadows appeared in the sky.

Catching a glimpse of the chill flashing in Ye Chen's eyes, Yun Feng's face suddenly sank, and Yan Yu had died under this sword before.

Sixteen sword shadows overlapped together, and they came in an instant!

Catching a glimpse of this sudden sword rainbow, a look of surprise flashed on Yun Feng's face, the long sword in his hand had just been raised by half an inch, and his gesture was in vain.

In Yun Feng's perception, Ye Chen's aura surged in vain, even more terrifying than before, but even so, Ye Chen's face turned pale.

And it was this stagnation, the seventeenth sword shadow appeared in Yun Feng's gaze, overlapping together.

"Seventeenth sword?" Yun Feng's face turned pale, the brilliant sword light had already pierced through his chest, and the tip of the sword appeared to the back, and blood surged!

The bright sword light dissipated, and the darkness in the sky suddenly disappeared, in front of Yun Feng, Ye Chen stood quietly, maintaining the momentum of the sword, the unicorn sword in his hand was inserted into Yun Feng's chest, the white-clothed hunting sounded, and the long hair on the back of his head danced wildly.

"It's already at the limit, and the eighteenth sword can't be controlled!"

"Heh, You Zeng Hell, it's a pity, you shouldn't come here with Yanyu!" Ye Chen said lightly, and the sword was pulled out slightly.

Hearing this, Yun Feng's expression was still frozen at the previous moment, and a striking blood mark appeared on his eyebrows, spanning his entire body.

Yun Feng's body staggered, turning into a blood mist. A martial arts soul was permeated in the blood mist, but as soon as this martial arts soul appeared, the thunder of heaven and earth exploded, and the martial arts soul of Yun Feng dissipated in the thunder! Standing behind Ye Chen, the life and death dragon looked at this scene in shock, secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered: "What a terrifying sword, each divine power is integrated into a sword style, plus rules, will, seventeen sword styles gather, terrifying!"

"Although the cost of burning part of the soul power is a bit heavy, it is worth it to be able to kill this person!" Ye Chen reached out with his left hand and grabbed it towards the void, and the majestic vitality condensed out in the blood mist.

These vitality turned into a streamer, impacting Ye Chen's body, merging into Ye Chen's soul, and the originally gloomy soul brightened a lot again.

Even so, Ye Chen's aura was still a little weak, "Although this guy has a lot of vitality, it's a pity that it's far from enough!"

Withdrawing the Six Wills and Killing Divine Powers, Ye Chen turned around, like a hungry wolf, and looked at the martial artists who were fighting below.

The will surged like a torrent, Ye Chen rushed into the crowd with his sword, and everywhere he passed, blood flashed and corpses were everywhere.

One by one, the free vitality was forcibly pulled out by Ye Chen and integrated into his body.

No one could resist Ye Chen's sword, not even the Martial Dao Realm, just a few moments, and three Martial Dao Realms had fallen again.

The Eight Great Cities and the Youzeng City Lord fell, and the three hells were already difficult to maintain their fighting spirit, and many law enforcers retreated one after another, escaping from the battle.

The formation was chaotic, and the offensive of the Blood Prison Army became more and more fierce, and they chased and killed with their swords!

The outcome was a foregone conclusion at this moment, the pungent smell of blood spread in the void, hundreds of thousands of corpses were piled up, and the sea of blood was everywhere, and it was shocking to look at the past.

The night was already dark, and the blood-red moonlight flowed, and the surrounding sounds of killing dissipated in the moonlight.

The surroundings became dead and silent in vain, and the red-eyed Blood Prison Army all looked sluggish, standing in a pool of blood.

Of the more than 500,000 blood prison soldiers, only more than 300,000 blood prison soldiers are alive now, and more than 200,000 blood prison soldiers have turned into cold corpses and are lying in a pool of blood.

Together with the three major hell warriors, nearly more than 300,000 corpses are buried here.

A blood-red world, red and dazzling!