The momentum was like a rainbow, and the fat fish of the trapped beast battle erupted with an extremely terrifying aura.

The rules of the dead land appeared, shuttling through the yellow sand.

Looking at the swooping figure, many warriors all smiled sarcastically.

Bang! The sound of the clash between gold and iron suddenly sounded, and a young man with a sword stepped out of the air, holding his chest with a horizontal sword, blocking the attack of the fat fish, "Dead fatty, you are too weak!"

The terrifying force came from the hilt of the sword, and the fat fish's body trembled, and then it retreated like a kite off the line, and the dripping blood splashed on the tiger's mouth, staining the ground with yellow sand.

The heart-rending pain swept in, the fat fish gasped, and just as Yu stood up with his sword, a majestic coercion roared, like a thousand mountains, falling on the fat fish.

Sweating coldly, the fat fish couldn't move, and could only watch the young man come with a sword.

"Martial Arts Realm!" The corners of the fat fish's mouth twitched slightly, and he exclaimed sadly: "Fat master, this is the first to die before leaving the school, and a generation of talents will fall!"

The cold and piercing aura permeated, and the fat fish felt a piercing killing intent on the sword weapon in the young man's hand, at this moment, the fat fish even felt a little remorseful, why did he swear to follow Ye Chen to the death in the first place, "If the fat man hadn't embarked on this road of no return at the beginning, he would be rolling the sheets with the girls in his arms at this moment." ”

"Dead fatty, where is the untouchable?" condescendingly, the young man looked at the fat fish indifferently and ruthlessly, the rules of the land appeared, imprisoning the land, and the air around him seemed to be frozen.

"Phew! The fat man is not afraid of life and death, how can he betray the master, don't look at the fat master with your vulgar eyes!" The fat fish raised his head, with a look of death, but muttered in his heart: "Mother, if Lao Tzu knows the location of that guy, how can he fall into the hands of you." Hearing this, the young man's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, but he didn't expect this little fat man to be quite backbone, the sword provoked, and a touch of extremely powerful sword qi pierced out, slashing through the fat fish's right arm, the blood was light, a piece of flesh and blood was thrown up, and the snow-white bones were clear and arrows.

The fat fish covered his bloody right arm with one hand and exclaimed, "The pain of the real mother!"

"Little fat man, if you don't say it, I'll cut off your fat with a sword, anyway, the fat man has the most meat on his body!" the young man quipped, causing the warriors behind him to laugh.

Hearing this, the fat fish's body trembled slightly, his head held high, and he said with disdain: "Come on! If your fat man frowns, then the fat man is your grandfather!"

The young man snorted coldly, and the long sword held in his right hand was raised again, bringing a brilliant sword light, and swung straight down, just when the sword was about to touch the fat fish, a flat voice suddenly sounded: "If your sword falls, then this seat will give you a thousand swords!" Its voice was like a breeze, blowing across the desert and falling on everyone's ears.

The sword stopped suddenly, less than an inch away from the fat fish, and the young man raised his head, his face showing a hint of ecstasy, and his gaze swept away, but there was no figure in sight.

The same is true for the rest of the warriors, and the only one who can stand out for this fat man at this moment is that pariah.

Looking at the tip of the sword close at hand, the fat fish's throat rolled slightly, cold sweat broke out, when he heard this voice, the fat fish burst into tears, and shouted: "Master!"

"The fat master appears, you group of dog mongrels just wait to die!"

"Quack, if the fat master doesn't tell you the traces of the master, it's not that he doesn't want you wastes to die!"

The more the fat fish spoke, the more energetic he became, and even sneered: "Mother, don't pee and see, you birds also want to hunt down my master!"

A cold light flowed in his eyes, and the young man snorted coldly, "Since your master has appeared, then you little fat man can die!"

Before the words fell, the young man's right arm shook, and the long sword pierced out like a rainbow, pointing directly at the center of the fat fish's eyebrows.

The cold wind whistled, and the fat fish's expression changed slightly, and then he laughed: "Kill your uncle!"

Since Ye Chen appeared, the fat fish firmly believed that he could kill himself without entering.

His eyes were motionless, the fat fish stared straight at this sword light, and at the moment when the sword light touched, a click suddenly sounded, the sword light collapsed, the young man's face changed slightly, and the sword in his hand became extremely heavy. It was as if an invisible wall of qi was blocking the front, and the sword could not pass half a point.

"You're out of the sword again!" The indifferent voice sounded again, and in an instant, a crisp sword sound appeared in vain, only to see the long Changsha rolling like an angry wave, and one after another like a substantial sword shadow broke out of the ground, and there were thousands of sword shadows, pointing directly at the vital point of the youth.

"He's down there!" Catching up with the dense sword shadow, the young man's scalp was numb for a while, and he was retreating backwards, and the yellow sand rolling below condensed together, forming a thick arm, grabbing the young man's feet, looking at it from a distance, around the young man, countless arms danced, looking at it extremely terrifying. The sound of breaking wind gradually increased, and a thousand sword shadows pierced through, instantly submerging the figure of the young man.

A series of blood flowers were brought up and landed on the fat fish's face, and the fat fish gasped and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Thousands of sword shadows bombarded its **, and in the churning of the dust, a dim soul appeared, trying to escape from this place, and then a huge bloody mouth appeared in the sky, devouring it, and the terrible screams echoed.

Seeing this strange scene, the warriors who were chasing and killing each turned white, and fled from this place, the yellow sand below it rolled up, and a huge tearing force dragged the body of the crowd, and the body sank downward.

The sound of panic was repeated, even if the martial arts realm was strong, he couldn't break free in the face of this tearing force.

After a few breaths, dozens of figures were completely swallowed by the yellow sand, silent, poof, blood surging wildly, seeping out, staining the yellow sand all over the ground.

The fat fish's scalp was a little numb, and it died, and all these miscellaneous pieces died.

Boom! Rolling yellow sand, a terrifying whirlpool slowly appeared below, as if collapsing.

A white-clothed figure slowly appeared in the whirlpool, and the yellow sand fell in a hurry.

Evolving several sword styles, Ye Chen's posture of holding a sword, it seems, as if there is a kind of posture of old age and barrenness, revealing inexplicable vicissitudes.

The fat fish looked stunned at first, and then crawled towards Ye Chen ecstatically, the old tears were all over the place, and he said excitedly: "Master, Xiaoyu finally sees you again!"

Glimpsing the fat fish's demeanor, Ye Chen's eyes rarely flashed a smile, fortunately, this guy still has some loyalty at all, if he flees to the west, then he is destined to be buried under the yellow sand for a long time, it is because of his loyalty that he saved his own life.

However, seeing that the fat fish didn't know whether it was tears or snot, wiping it on his robe, Ye Chen was still a little cold, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he said lightly: "The identity is exposed?"

When it came to business, Fatty Fish bragged about how dangerous this trip was, and he avoided the pursuit of many people with his wit, until the end he said weakly: "Master, those who are too jingti, and they really can't hide it from Fatty Fish!"

"What's the news?" Ye Chen said a little impatiently, this dead fat man is talking a lot of nonsense.

"The master doesn't know?" said the corner of the fat fish's mouth twitching as his right arm was tugged.

Ye Chen shook his head. This time, he was immersed in his own world, evolving the twentieth sword style, and did not pay attention to the outside world.

Hearing this, Fei Yu sorted out his thoughts and said slowly: "First, Yan Guo sent tens of millions of troops to lay a net to hunt down and kill the master, and at the same time, the hidden powerhouses of Yan and Zhao came out one after another. Second, Zhao Xiaoyu, the emperor of Zhao State, killed tens of millions of martial gods to choose the clan, hung tens of millions of corpses on the city tower, and released bold words, ambushing tens of millions of corpses, waiting for the master to visit, if the master does not go, he will kill all the martial gods and electors. The same is true for the emperors of the rest of the countries, all of which are now slaughtering the Martial God Chosen Clan. ”

Speaking of this, the fat fish cautiously raised his head and glanced at Ye Chen, but his heart was beating faster.

A surging killing intent appeared in the sky above, and the killing intent contained in the pitch-black ink made the creeps terrified.

It's just that to the surprise of the fat fish, Ye Chen's expression was so plain, and he didn't have the anger he imagined.

"Is there any other news?" Ye Chen said lightly, but his voice was like a yin wind, which made the fat fish shiver, and he used his true qi to resist this oppression, and said respectfully: "There is one more thing, but it has nothing to do with the master." Led by Daqian, the alliance army led by Yan Zhao gathered in Yan and Zhao Erguo**, ready to go, it is rumored that Yan Zhao's second army is crusading against the Martial God for the fifth time, maybe the army will be sent to the Martial God in the next few months!"

"Martial God!" At this moment, Ye Chen's eyes were finally a little moved

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