Chapter 238: One Finger Extinguishes Qi Martial Arts
Chapter 238: One Finger Extinguishes Qi Martial Arts
Chapter 238: One Finger Extinguishes Qi Martial Arts
The sky seemed to be stained red with blood, and today, the smell of blood wafted around Luoxia City.
Even the warriors outside the city could smell the pungent smell of blood, and in the city, there was a battle going on at the moment.
Almost all the warriors hid in the surrounding attics, watching from the sidelines, watching the battle below, one side was the Luoxia City Guards, and the other side was the man in black.
Although the battle between the two parties was not as tragic as the Ye family's side, it was almost the same, however, the most striking thing was undoubtedly the group of people protected by the guards of Luoxia City, and it was Ye Wan'er and a few people.
After Ye Wan'er, there is a group of young generations of Ye family children, and these children are undoubtedly the future spark of the Ye family.
Originally, he sneaked out of the Ye family, but he didn't expect to meet the man in black here, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of the Luoxia City guards, I'm afraid that all these Ye family children would be killed.
There were not only the guards of Luoxia City, but also dozens of sword god mén disciples, led by a young man, the young man's posture tǐng, that handsome face as if carved, between the eyebrows làng a trace of arrogance, cultivation is extremely strong, it is the qi martial realm, the long sword in his hands as if alive, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of countless black-clothed people.
But the young man looked at Ye Wan'er's location intentionally or unintentionally, and there was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
Even if he joined the disciples of the Sword God Mén, there were also several Qi Martial Realm martial artists, however, there was no Qi Martial Realm martial artist on the side of the Luoxia City Guards, which also led to the fact that the Luoxia City Guards were defeated and retreated under the fierce attack of those Qi Martial Realm black-clothed people, and from a distance, on the avenue of the city, countless corpses were piled up, and the blue-gray city walls were dyed red.
Her face was as white as death, and Ye Wan'er was extremely reluctant to avoid the sword qi coming from the jīshè in front of her, protecting the two young children and retreating backwards, blood dripping down the corners of her mouth.
Although most of the people in black are martial arts masters in the martial arts realm, this is undoubtedly a powerful existence for Ye Wan'er, even if it is difficult to face a person in black, let alone many people in black.
Those black-clothed people also launched an offensive against Ye Wan'er, and the sword qi in the sky went away like a torrent, directly strangling the guards in front of Ye Wan'er, even though Ye Wan'er retreated sharply, but the sword qi still appeared in front of her eyes, looking at Ye Wan'er, who was about to die, the young man headed by the sword god mén couldn't help but snort coldly: "Damn, I finally met a good girl."
The figure rushed towards Ye Wan'er, but was unexpectedly stopped by two black-clothed people in the Qi Martial Realm, and could only helplessly watch Ye Wan'er's figure being overwhelmed by the sword qi.
The cold wind brought by the sword qi made her face secretly painful, looking at the sword qi that was getting closer and closer, Ye Wan'er couldn't help but have a trace of despair in her eyes, her mouth trembled slightly, and she muttered, "Is it going to be over?"
With a sudden wave of his hands, he pushed the two young children behind him towards the side, and at the moment when the sword qi came, Ye Wan'er closed her eyes in despair, but at this moment, a light sound sounded from the sky, and after a few breaths, Ye Wan'er opened her eyes, and the sword qi around her had dissipated at some point, and several black-clothed people around her stood in place with dull faces, but each black-clothed person had an extra blood dòng in front of their foreheads.
At the same time, in the sky, which seemed to be stained red with blood, three figures emerged, led by a black-robed young man.
Almost at the same time, the Qi Martial Realm martial artists present all raised their heads suddenly, looking at the three figures, and several light voices sounded from all around.
"Senior Sister Qianchuan" dozens of hot eyes fell on the body of one of the three figures, the long hair of the nv son was fluttering, and the white dress could not cover the figure of the yòu person.
"Look, isn't that the second young master of the Ye family?" After this sound, several more cheers sounded from the surroundings, and the black-robed young man led by Ye Chen was Ye Chen. When looking at the corpses all over the ground below, Ye Chen couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart, could it be that something happened to the Ye family? The black-clothed people around him undoubtedly belonged to that mysterious force.
The arrival of the three undoubtedly attracted the attention of the man in black, and for a while, the sharp sound of breaking the wind resounded continuously, and three figures jumped out from below and landed beside the three people.
It was a triumph of Qi Martial Realm martial arts, led by an extremely ugly-looking old man, but his aura was also the most powerful, a trace of coldness flashed in the old man's eyes, and he stood dozens of meters in front of Ye Chen with his sword, and the three powerful momentum made the people around him dare not approach, especially the black sè sword qi that extended from the old man's long sword, which looked extremely weird.
Ye Chen held the sword in one hand, the Qilin Sword was surrounded by endless sharp aura, and the tip of the extreme sword glowed with cold light, which looked extremely powerful.
"Xiǎozi, I want that sword of yours," a middle-aged man at the edge said coldly, and the greed in his eyes became thicker and thicker
Ye Chen's face was calm, his eyes fell on the three of them, the black sè's sword aura was extremely dazzling, and the black sè sword aura made Ye Chen feel a sense of jealousy.
The two black-clothed men stepped out, their figures turned into a phantom and rushed towards Ye Chen, the black sè sword qi beside them drowned the figures of the two of them, the sword shadows slowly unfolded, and the sword shadows of the two gradually coincided together, and the old man stared at Ye Chen coldly, if Ye Chen and the three of them moved, he would launch an offensive.
Ye Chenshen was calm, not at all, his right hand was raised, and he pointed forward, and the endless sword qi surrounded his fingertips, and he pointed a few fingers forward.
At this moment, with the deepening of his understanding of the origin of the wind, Ye Chen's Wind God Finger has changed a lot every time.
The sword qi extended out at the fingertips, and suddenly formed a phantom, the phantom continued to change, like an air sword, almost instantly, the first two men rushed in, before they could show any sword skills, their bodies trembled, and a terrifying momentum appeared out of thin air, crazy bō and the whole body, the two of them were shocked, gasped, raised their right hands without hesitation, and slashed it with a sword.
The corners of Ye Chen's mouth sneered, his fingers moved slightly, and the qi sword turned into a phantom and slashed towards the two, with endless domineering and terrifying energy.
There was a burst of wind around them, not only breaking the wind, but also breaking through the space, the air was extremely compressed, the air sword was not coming, the explosion continued to sound around the two, and the sleeves of the two were broken.
The qi sword broke through the true qi of the two people's protective bodies, and the sword qi emitted directly crossed through the xiōng breasts of the two, and then the bodies of the two exploded like inflated balloons, and in an instant, blood spilled into the sky.
With just one finger, he could easily wipe out two Qi Martial Realm martial artists, even though they were only at the first level of Qi Martial Arts, but this was enough to shock people
"How is it possible?" The indifference on the old man's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a sense of fear, and the figure quickly jumped backwards, trying to escape from Ye Chen's hand.
With long hair fluttering, Ye Chen's face was cold, and when he saw the old man retreating, he pointed to the sky with his left hand, and said slowly: "Die"
The qi sword suddenly burst open, turning into countless sword lights and rushing towards the old man, the old man swung dozens of swords forward in a panic, but it couldn't stop Ye Chen's sword qi at all, just at the moment when the old man was desperate, a sword qi fell, and then an old man in a purple robe fell from the sky, and the old man was surrounded by countless black sword qi.
The sudden arrival of the purple-robed old man undoubtedly brought hope to the old man, and he couldn't help but shout with tears in his eyes: "Elder, help"
The right hand slowly fell, the martial clothes were slow, Ye Chen's face was cold, and he said lightly: "Whoever I want to kill, I must die."
As soon as the word death came out, a white light flashed between the heavens and the earth, and in the sight of the old man, there was a white light
The endless momentum oppressed the old man, and the old man's body trembled in retreat, his eyes immediately dimmed, and a sword shadow slashed through the old man's neck.
With a desperate roar, blood came out of the old man's neck like a fountain, and only the aftermath of the roar still echoed dàng.
The purple-robed old man slowly stood in the air less than half a meter above the ground, his face was sinking, his whole body was black and his sword qi was swimming, and the whole person seemed to be blackened by ink.
"Second Layer of Qi Martial Realm" Ye Chen slightly glanced at the old man in front of him, his eyes were full of coldness, and the aura flowing from the old man's body made Ye Chen feel a trace of jealousy, but it was just jealousy.
"Death" At the same time, the cold voice returned to the heaven and earth, revealing ruthless indifference, Ye Chen suddenly took a step forward, and the cultivation of the peak of the Qi Martial Realm instantly burst out, sweeping the entire sky.
The old man smiled slightly, and laughed at Ye Chen's attitude, the momentum on his body suddenly exploded, and the momentum of the second-layer martial artist of the Qi Martial Realm was brought into full play, and the surrounding Luoxia City guards all looked towards this side in shock, their faces were pale, and they clearly felt a huge pressure coming from the old man, as if they could crush them at any time.
"xiǎozi, you are very crazy, you are so arrogant just on the first layer of the qi martial realm, today the old man will let you see what the gap is?" the old man stroked his beard and looked at Ye Chen with a confident expression, even if he knew that Ye Chen's current cultivation was in the qi martial realm, but in his subconscious, the young man in front of him only relied on the effect of Dan yào to have his current cultivation, how could a yellow máoxiǎozi confront his experienced self.
Suddenly, the figure of the old man paused, and a bō pattern suddenly appeared a few meters in front of him, and a strong aura spread instantly, and from within that bō pattern, Ye Chen's figure slowly appeared
Everyone gasped, when Ye Chen left the place and when he appeared here, they couldn't see when they entered.
Like the wind, silent, this elusive body made them shocked, and the power of the Melting Wind Realm was reflected in Ye Chen's gestures.
The surprise in the heart of the purple-robed old man was no less than that of the martial artists around him, and a trace of solemnity gradually appeared on his face, and he sighed: "Xiǎozi, your speed is good, but if you want to rely on speed to evade my pursuit, it is almost impossible" In the eyes of the purple-robed old man, in the face of absolute strength, the speed of any huā whistle seems so weak
"There's too much nonsense" His eyes raised slightly, looking at the purple-robed old man, a trace of chill flashed in Ye Chen's dark eyes, and his voice was extremely cold, blowing everyone like a cold wind