Its voice was shocking, with a wave of madness and domineering, echoing in all directions. ,!

In the border capital, all the warriors raised their heads one after another, and their eyes swept towards the end of the ground, the flying white clothes, like a figure like a demon god.

"Yan Guojing killed Hou Jingke, Zhao Guowanjun Hou Zhao Kuo?"

The fat fish muttered with a slightly glazed gaze.

Her pretty face changed drastically, and Liu Meiniang's eyes were firmly fixed on the hungry ghost road and the dead road walking in the distance, and the dark pupils were so eye-catching.

"The Martial God Election Clan, this entry is not the Martial God Clan, but the Martial God Election Clan!"

"Could it be that he is the target of the Warring States Hunt and Kill Order, and kill the Emperor Tai Qiantai with his strength in one fell swoop?"

Her eyes were a little messy, and Liu Meiniang subconsciously retreated a few steps back, her instinctive will driving her away from here.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away from the border capital, two sword lights roared.

"Jing Ke, Zhao Kuo, this seat is here, you dare to fight!"

There was a kind of contempt and piercing killing intent in the plain words, and the whole land trembled.

The sword light stopped suddenly, Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo slowly appeared, their expressions were solemn, their eyes were like torches, looking at the direction where the border capital was located, and the second entered seemed to see through this piece of land, and saw the figure moving in the wind above the border capital.

"It's him!" Jing Ke sneered, and the cold killing intent rose up, and flakes of snow fluttered around him in vain.

"Restraining the aura of dozens of rì, today rì came directly to the door, weird!" Zhao Kuojian raised his eyebrows slightly, and a touch of contemplation swept in the depths of his eyes as bright as stars.

"In front of absolute strength, any yīn plot is illusory!" Jing Ke said coldly, a layer of frost condensed on the snow-white sword eyebrows, crystal clear.

"That's what I said, you and I join forces, and killing him is as easy as pinching an ant to death!" Zhao Kuoyun said lightly, with absolute confidence in his flat tone.

Between the two into the chat, his figure took a step forward, and the void in front of him could not withstand the pressure of the two into the body, and the boom shattered, and the two into the figure dissipated in vain.

In the sky above the border capital, Ye Chenshen was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, looking at the empty land with no joy or sorrow, the silver light in his eyes dissipated, and the dark pupils no longer had any cover.

Below, sword lights rose one after another, and countless eyes converged on Ye Chen, revealing a pensive look.

A moment later, several figures roared in, their terrifying aura shaking the void.

"Martial Dao Realm powerhouse!" An exclamation sounded below, and I saw that in the void, three middle-aged people with indifferent expressions stepped out of the air, dressed in gorgeous clothes, obviously extremely noble.

When these three people saw Ye Chen, their eyes were full of ecstasy, and they even exclaimed: "This is the entry, dressed in white, with eyes as black as ink, he is the object of this Warring States hunting and killing order!"

As soon as these words came out, the warriors below immediately made a big wave, and all their expressions were stunned, and they immediately moved stupidly.

"The order of the Warring States to chase and kill!" "The fat fish gasped, his eyes showed disbelief, and his voice trembled a little: "The master is the object of the Warring States Hunt and Kill Order?"

Looking at the fat fish with a little pity, Liu Meiniang smiled helplessly: "The object of Jing Killing Hou and Wanjun Hou is a martial god selection clan, a few years ago, the second emperor of Yan Zhao issued an order to chase and kill the Warring States, ten **, this entry is the entry of the martial god selection clan." ”

Hearing this, the fat fish looked a little struggling, and finally found a master of the ox fork, but now he learned that the master is the entry of the martial god selection clan, if he follows such a master, he will not become the public enemy of Xiaogang, and he will be spurned.

"Damn, the fat man thought that the ancestral tomb was smoking, and the predecessors were manifested, and they came to operate in the future, but they embarked on a road of no return!"

Dressed in white and moving in the wind, Ye Chen muttered softly: "The order of the Warring States to chase and kill!" For dozens of years, the word he heard most often was this sentence.

"Since you want to make trouble, then you have to make a big fuss!" Looking at the stupid martial artist who was downwind, Ye Chen showed a smile in his eyes.

Although standing in the void, there was no land, but Ye Chen's figure seemed to be integrated into the land, regardless of each other, making him jealous.

Even the three middle-aged people who came in the air were staring at Ye Chen tightly, but they didn't make any moves.

"Capture or kill this entry, and you can get the title of Marquis!" "The title of Marquis, command the armies, enjoy endless prosperity, fame, fortune and beauty at your fingertips!" A low roar sounded in the group, this sound was like a fuse, and the long-silent capital immediately erupted in a torrential killing sound.

Hope is a terrible thing that can make father and son kill each other and make the weak forget their fears.

The stupid warriors came out with their swords in their hands, and went straight to the white-clothed figure in the sky, and the incomparably brilliant sword light tightly locked Ye Chen.

Lowering his eyes, Ye Chen looked at this scene and muttered softly: "The inferior root xìng is often fatal, this point, the entry of the martial god is also there, and the entry of the young gang is also there!" Before the words fell, Ye Chen's right hand was raised, only to see the surging killing storm behind him, rushing straight to the nine skies, and the killing rules between the dead places gathered, this storm turned into an undulating sea of clouds in vain, under the sea of clouds, a throne appeared, sitting on the throne, Ye Chen's right hand pressed down, and the surging angry waves were set off in the sea of killing clouds, and the dark and cold rain fell down, enveloping all directions.

"This rain is the rain of slaughter!" Ye Chen said lightly: "It is also the first heavy gift from this seat to Yaogang, slaughter!" The aura of slaughter was pervasive, and Ye Chen's words turned into gusts of wind, rolling out, blowing up the dark rain, and falling on the rain that came one after another, click!

The rain was extremely heavy, carrying the killing intent of the ground, the sword could not bear it, it collapsed, and the sound of the sword weapon breaking was endless, and one after another figures rolled out.

Countless warriors all looked at the undulating sea of killing clouds in the sky in amazement, and they wanted to escape, but the rain fell to the ground, and the rising rain curtain trapped them here forever.

The endless killing intent melted into the breeze, and the eyes of a famous martial artist gradually turned blood-red, and finally let out a roar that seemed to be invisible, and he waved his long sword at the surrounding martial artists, and the blood rain flew, and the scene was chaotic.

Looking at this scene, the fat fish gasped and took a few steps back, afraid of being shrouded in the rain.

Sinking, countless warriors were immersed in endless killing intent, unable to extricate themselves.

Even if it is the three martial arts realms, their faces are a little embarrassed.

Condensing the body of the origin of killing, Ye Chen can fully embody the rules of killing with his gestures.

"Take life!" Ye Chen said lightly, the rain trembled in vain, and the rain fell more urgently.

The rain splashed on the warrior, and a terrible sound of horror suddenly sounded.

I saw that under the rain, all the flesh and blood that entered turned into a pool of blood, leaving only a skeleton, which was extremely eye-catching.

Even the soul melted away in this rain, and the scope of this rain became larger and larger, ten thousand zhang, one hundred thousand zhang, one million zhang.

Silently taking away the vitality of his entry, this scene made the three martial arts realm martial artists in the scene terrifying, even if it was the three martial arts realm martial artists, until the end, these three entered retreated backwards, yù escaped.

With his eyes slightly raised, Ye Chen looked at the three figures, his sword pointed down, and the killing storm rolled out, devouring them like a wrenching one, bringing a reverberating sound of horror, just like an ordinary martial artist, these three entered only three skeletons, and their souls were shattered.

Fat Fish stared directly at the skeleton suspended in mid-air, and his eyes gradually became firm, "My fat master has been living desperately for more than a hundred years, but now he has not mixed anything, why does the fat master want to live so mediocre, I want to make my life extraordinary, at least one can be like the master, and kill the martial arts realm powerhouse with a gesture." Fuck Xiaogang, even if Lao Tzu becomes the public enemy of Xiaogang, you have to follow the master and break out of the ground!"

Saying this, the fat fish shouted: "The master is mighty!"

Seeing that the fat fish swept away the previous hard look, Liu Meiniang frowned slightly, and reminded quite kindly: "Fatty, he is the Martial God Election Clan!"

Hearing this, the corners of the fat fish's mouth raised slightly, his eyes showed contempt, and he said with disdain: "What's wrong with the martial god choosing the clan, master, the cultivation is shocking, and it is easy to kill the strong people in the martial arts realm, far from being comparable, my fat fish is so into the only master with a unique eye can know, such a master, can my fat master not follow?"

Hearing this, Liu Meiniang looked stunned, and immediately giggled: "The fat master is wise!"

At the same time, a touch of contemplation flashed in her watery eyes, and Liu Meiniang looked at Ye Chen above with deep meaning.

After killing the three Martial Dao Realms, Ye Chen's unsad and unhappy gaze always fell on the end of the ground, and there were terrible screams echoing around him.

"In the past, I buried the Emperor Taishang with a city, and now I will bury Er, etc." Ye Chen raised his left hand, and endless vitality surged in the void, swimming.

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