Chapter 242 is you

Chapter 242 is you

The killing aura was boundless, filling almost the entire sky, and the sound of whistling echoed dàng, overpowering the screams and cheers.

Ye Chen's killing intent pierced the sky, and with the Wind Melting Realm's Wind Transformation Technique, among the nearly five hundred people in black, Ye Chen came and went freely.

"Look at what to do, don't do it" Above the void, Feng Ge, who was originally watching from the sidelines, had a terrifying face, and with a wave of his right hand, the blue sè flame appeared in the palm of his hand, and actually formed the shape of an arrow, and then the arrow turned into a streamer and headed towards Ye Chen's figure, and where he passed, those black-clothed people who were contaminated with the blue sè flame were turned into ashes one after another.

Looking from afar, where the blue sè arrow passed, there must have been a scream, and at the same time, the screams coming from behind made Ye Chen's heart tremble in the fight, and the figure suddenly took a step forward, and at the same time the body fell to the right, however, the arrow still slashed through Ye Chen's shoulder, directly breaking through the true qi of the body, the blood bloomed, and the blood frantically came out from Ye Chen's shoulder.

At the same time, those Qi Martial Realm martial artists above the void also frantically launched an offensive against Ye Chen, even though Ye Chen's body was weird, but they were more or less attacked by several people.

The blood-stained martial robe gradually became a strip of cloth and hung on Ye Chen's body, and on Ye Chen's body, several sword marks emerged, which looked so shocking under the sunlight.

The pain swept through Ye Chen's whole body like cháo water, the more sword marks on his body meant that the more Qi Martial Realm martial artists fell into his hands, the bloodstained Ye Chen hún flickered in the crowd, Ye Chen's feet suddenly formed a lake made of blood, bright red blood water, every drop represents a life, every time a white light flashed between heaven and earth, it was accompanied by a series of screams, and several lives disappeared, and the pain from the body could only stab Ye Chen even more crazy, at this moment, Ye Chen's eyes were blood-red。

Even though Ye Chen was still invincible now, the speed at which he took out the sword also slowed down, and the sword qi attached to the Qilin Sword also became extremely dim, and only a small amount of true qi remained in the empty dàngdàng meridians in his body, however, the man in black was still as steady as cháo water, and in an instant, hundreds of cold cheers sounded, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, hundreds of people in black rushed over.

Looking at Ye Chen, who was like a killing god in the black-clothed crowd, the city name of Luoxia City, who was hiding in the surrounding attic and watching, couldn't help but feel a trace of fear, and also a little complicated.

Now there are nearly five hundred black-clothed people rushing in, plus the hundreds just now, nearly thousands, even if there are hundreds of Luoxia City guards to help, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ye Chen to escape.

Moreover, the surrounding guards of Luoxia City also woke up from their madness, looking at the corpses all over the ground, they all scattered in fear, and those men in black did not stop them.

"It's a good seedling, but, it's a pity" Feng Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, his purple hair fluttered in the wind, endless blue flames surged out from his body everywhere, and at the same time, there was a trace of misery on his face, but the Vermilion Bird mark on his forehead seemed to be alive, spinning strangely, and for a while, a phantom shadow slowly emerged from the forehead mark.

At the same time, Feng Ge's face became more and more pale, his eyes stared at Ye Chen fiery, and his tongue stretched outward, as if he had met a delicacy.

And at this moment, Ye Chen also noticed the illusory shadow on the void, the mark on his forehead was hot, and his body trembled suddenly, however, the sword in his hand was still ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the people in black around him, Ye Chen had tried to break through five times just now, but they were all united by the surrounding Qi Martial Realm martial artists, and the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to Ye Chen.

The long black hair fluttering behind the blood shadow represents the huge figure of death

, The people in black around them gradually became afraid, but this fear came too late, the number of people in black around them became less and less, even if more than 500 people in black joined again, but that could not erase the fear in their hearts, at this moment, they realized what the real killing was.

In this life, they will never forget the bloody shadow of the sword, and the mask with cold light is deeply imprinted in the depths of their hearts.

With a glance at the expressions of many black-clothed people, Ye Chen smiled bitterly in his heart, even though his cultivation had reached the Qi Martial Realm, however, being surrounded by so many martial artists was undoubtedly a life for him.

Suddenly, a breaking wind suddenly sounded, Ye Chen's body was only delayed for a breath, and a wisp of sword qi slashed through his knees, and in an instant, blood bloomed.

The true qi in the body was consumed at this moment, and the pain in his whole body almost made Ye Chen faint, Da Tuǐ began to tremble continuously, and the Qilin Sword raised up also fell, and finally landed on one knee and fell into a pool of blood, and the mask on his face also slipped off and fell into a pool of blood.

Ye Chen, who had set off a bloody storm, finally fell, but he still struggled to stand up again, and suddenly looked back, Ye Chen looked at the Ye family behind him, and a trace of separation appeared in his eyes, I don't know if Mu Chen has rescued Lan Gu at this moment, he doesn't want to die, even if there is a trace of life, he has to fight for it, he has never had a sense of crisis before, as if the god of death is slowly walking towards him with a sickle, at this moment, he actually began to fear death in his heart, and smiled self-deprecatingly, Ye Chen's right hand held the Qilin sword on the ground again, and Chang Tian shouted: "Come on"

At this moment, Ye Chen's whole person exuded an aura of destruction, and the sword qi spread around him as the center, and the sudden sword qi undoubtedly caused some black-clothed people who couldn't react to die under him, and the screams continued for a while. At the same time, the thunder god was rolling in the sky, and the faint purple light was looming in the endless sky, and the drizzle began to fall, turning into a downpour in the blink of an eye.

The mist was filled, and from a distance, the heavens and the earth seemed to be divided by the rain, and even the eyes seemed to be distorted, unable to penetrate the rain falling from the sky.

On the ground, the dust has dissipated, blended into the rain, forming a series of washed ditches on the ground, as the rain falls, some sediment particles are washed by the water, moving forward, and the blood red all over the ground also fades with the sudden rain, lù out of a blood-red land. No matter how the rain washes away, it can't wash away Ye Chen's bloody clothes, and the bright red blood suddenly dyes the clear rain red, as if, the heavens are also shedding bright red blood and tears for this killing, the fight is still on, and gradually there is no longer a figure of Luoxia guards around, and those Ye family disciples and sword god mén disciples have died tragically.

The long hair was tightly attached to Ye Chen's back, his eyes narrowed into one foot, and he slowly turned around and walked towards the direction where the Ye family was.

"Kill" With a shout, the calm man in black went crazy again, waving the sword in his hand towards Ye Chen, looking at it from a distance, it seemed to be a sea of sword shadows.

The extremely strange blood flame suddenly appeared on Ye Chen's fingertips, and immediately covered Ye Chen's whole body, and before the rain touched Ye Chen, it turned into a puff of white gas and bubbled up, and the white mist gradually enveloped Ye Chen. At this moment, in the eyes of others, Ye Chen's figure gradually became illusory. Blood flames, relying on the little true qi left, Ye Chen struggled to run the flames, and slashed at the black-clothed man who rushed over with a sword.

The horror of the blood flame was revealed again, before the sword weapon arrived, the rolling yīn qi made the man in black dare not approach, with the horror of the blood flame, Ye Chen once again solved several qi martial arts realm martial artists, and the killing resumed.

The killing unfolded silently and incomparably in the heavy rain of this huge Tuo, a one-to-one battle to the death.

But when the little true qi left was not enough to support the operation of the blood flames, the sword in Ye Chen's hand became no longer sharp, and the speed of the sword became extremely slow, and several sword qi hit Ye Chen at the same time, his body suddenly trembled, and his whole body was numb, and his figure fell several meters forward like a kite with a broken line, even if it was rain, it couldn't wash away the blood stains all over his body, and the blood stains were other people's and his own.

There was no strength in his whole body, looking at the void where it was raining heavily, a trace of helplessness appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, thinking of the cruel words before Qianchuan Xue left, don't really go crazy, if you really die here, then the NV people will kill all the children of the Ye family, as well as Lan Gu and Mu Chen.

The rain in front of him, born in the sky, died on the earth, the process in the middle is life, the killing sound around seems to have disappeared, there is silence all around, Ye Chen unconsciously remembered the scenes of his past.

It seems that his body is always running in the sea of blood, constantly fighting, constantly fleeing, even so, he Ye Chen has to live

A sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and dozens of sword qi slashed through Ye Chen's body again, blood bloomed, and that sense of powerlessness spread in Ye Chen's heart.

The body staggered to his feet, the breeze blew, but the seemingly weak breeze pushed him to, fell in a pool of blood, his clothes were wet with raindrops, looking at the lightning and rumbling thunder in the sky from time to time, his eyes gradually scattered, his right hand held the unicorn sword, stood up again, and fell down, is this time really going to end?

However, at this moment, a white sè figure appeared on the edge, and the sleeves of the white sè looked extremely dazzling in the almost blood-red world.

It was a pretty face that was no less than Qianchuan Xue, different from the indifference on Qianchuan Xue's face, at this moment, the face that did not eat the fireworks of the world was covered with unbearable sè, and it was a young nv wearing a white sè long skirt.

The posture was elegant, and the sword in the hand of the white-clothed young man flickered with a light blue brilliance and flew up and down beside her, and every cold light swept by, there would be an enemy roaring and losing his life, just one enemy fell, and in the blink of an eye, there were two or three or even four or five people. The thin figure rushed towards Ye Chen like a sharp knife, dressed in white. At this moment, they have all been stained red with blood.

The screams around her have gradually become numb to her ears, and those who hate death have gradually become numb to death, and she has long since lost many lives under her sword, but she just swings her sword with all her might.

The black-clothed people around him were defeated, retreating dozens of steps backwards, the white-clothed young man walked into a pool of blood, his snow-white boots gradually turned red, and a trace of unbearable sè appeared on his face that did not eat the immortal fire of the world, slowly squatting down, yù hand flicked, and the dan yào that exuded yào fragrance slid into Ye Chen's mouth for a moment, turning into a stream of heat flowing in Ye Chen's body, moisturizing Ye Chen's meridians.

At this moment, Ye Chen's sloppy eyes gradually became clearer, and the eyes were still clear eyes, like a pale butterfly that had lost its breath in the dark, his gaze slowly moved down from those eyes, looking at that face, Ye Chen's figure couldn't help but tremble, and exclaimed: "It's you" (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )