Chapter 85 (Second Update)

"Avenge the regimental commander!" several cheers exploded from the crowd like thunder, and then several more cheers rang out.

As the cheers became louder and louder, the faces of the surrounding big men also swelled with grief and indignation, and the blood in their hearts was also stimulated.

Ye Chen's eyes scanned the surroundings coldly, and then his figure retreated in vain, helping Mu Chen who was lying in a pool of blood, a fresh breeze slowly entrusted Mu Chen, pulled open the broken cloth, tightly tied Mu Chen's body with himself, glanced at Mu Ye, who was full of pale face, and said lightly: "Give me your hand!"

"En!" Mu Ye's eyes still fell on the blood sword lying in a pool of blood, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but give his hand to Ye Chen.

The jade hand entered, and the cold and soft feeling came, and Ye Chen's gaze slowly looked towards the city gate of the Waste Domain, where a strong momentum suddenly erupted.

The eight old men constantly changed their positions and formed a sword formation, and the momentum was enough to imitate the peak of the second layer of martial arts.

"Follow me, remember, hold my hand, I'll take you to kill!" Ye Chen's figure suddenly shot forward, the fire true qi gushed out of his body like a tide, and an invisible energy enveloped it and Mu Ye, and the figures of the two shot forward like arrows.

The feeling of dizziness came slowly, Mu Ye's spirit was in a trance, and his vision became hazy, but the figure was still faintly visible.

Ye Chen was like a sharp blade, piercing deep into the crowd, and the long sword in his hand kept waving, frantically reaping the life of the big man.

A large number of people around him fell, getting closer and closer to the city gate, the resistance suffered by Ye Chen became greater, and the sword momentum became more and more cold, killing several people with one sword.

God seems to can't bear to look at the tragic picture, there is a heavy rain, the sunset does not know when it has disappeared, at a glance, the sky is gloomy!

The blood flowed at the feet of everyone, but no one paid attention, only decisive killing!

In the heavy rain, Ye Chen was like a whirlwind, turning into a black shadow that was almost invisible, and the blood suddenly dyed the clear rain red.

The merciless slaughter unfolded silently in this heavy rain, and the incomparably tragic column, a battle of one to hundred.

On this occasion, the surrounding people truly understood the origin of Ye Chen's demon title, and the ruthless killing was vividly reflected in the long sword.

The white figure covered in blood easily took away one life after another, no matter whether this life was old, young, male or female.

The surface of the Qilin Ring was full of colorful light, and the Fire Qilin always observed everything around it, and immediately sighed secretly: "Ye Chen, you are going to embark on this road of no return after all, since the moment you get the Qilin bloodline, you are destined to go to killing, there will be gains and losses!"

The figure that was stained with madness, flickering in the crowd, the blood was washed by the rain, at the gate of this city, it was as if a lake was formed made of blood, and the bright red blood water, every drop, represented a human life buried on the sword in Ye Chen's hand.

Each flash of sword light was accompanied by a series of screams, and several lives disappeared.

The rain has blurred Mu Ye's sight, and the whole eye is a red world, red rain, red figure, red sword, everything is red.

The smell of blood and screams continued to stimulate Ye Chen, and at this moment, a trace of horror appeared in Mu Ye's eyes looking at Ye Chen's back, and his clenched hands couldn't help but let go, standing in place with a dull face, and chanting words in his mouth: "Demon, demon, red demon!"

Ye Chen's figure paused slightly, his eyes glanced at Mu Ye indifferently, and then he grabbed Mu Ye's hand again and shot forward suddenly.

Constantly approaching the city gate, the sword in Ye Chen's hand became more and more powerful, as if the sword in his hand became more and more powerful with the increase in the number of blood stains, and the remaining elixir was stuffed into his mouth as if he didn't want money, as the true qi slowly recovered, the momentum of Ye Chen's whole body rose again, as if there was only that sword left between heaven and earth!

The shadow of the sword filled the sky, surging towards the eight people at the city gate like a tide, rolling up pools of blood all over the ground, and blood splashed wildly.

However, the sword shadow still couldn't break through the sword formation composed of eight people, seeing this, the confidence in the hearts of the blood sword members couldn't help but rise, and they launched a frantic attack on Ye Chen again.

Although Ye Chen's cultivation was much higher than that of the Blood Sword members, in the face of the endless stream of Blood Sword members, when the enemy slashed across Ye Chen's body again and again, the True Qi shield covering his body could not resist the terrifying energy after all, and unconsciously, the sword marks on Ye Chen's body also appeared a few more.

The pain could only make Ye Chen more and more calm, more and more ruthless, and once again cast a sword qi slash.

The rain was flying all over the sky, carrying terrifying sword qi, and swept towards the eight people like a raging storm, the roar was endless, and the eight figures shook, but they still resisted the attack. Dozens of cold sword qi rushed to his face, and the long hair on his cheeks fell with it, Ye Chen's body fell backwards with difficulty, and a crack slowly appeared on the silver mask.

Undoubtedly, this move further stimulated the madness of the Blood Sword members, and countless giant swords swept towards Ye Chen.

His eyes were raised slightly, and he immediately pointed out, and a trace of brilliance flashed on the surface of the unicorn ring.

The extremely strange purple flame slowly appeared in the air, and the terrifying energy around it also dissipated.

As soon as the purple flame appeared, it turned into a streamer of light and shot towards the eight people at the city gate, and a sharp explosion sounded in vain.

The eight old men jumped backwards in vain, the giant sword slashing forward frantically, and dozens of sword shadows slowly overlapped together, trying to resist the small cluster of purple flames.

However, when the greatsword touched the purple flames, it turned into molten iron and sprinkled down, and in the horrified eyes of several old men, the purple flames wrapped around their arms.

Before the screams could be heard, the eight of them were reduced to ashes and scattered, and the audience fell into a deathly silence.

Indifferently looked at the falling ashes, grabbed Mu Ye's hand tightly, held the sword in one hand, stepped slightly, and shot away in vain.

The big men at the city gate also forgot to stop them, and hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the figure that was fading away in shock.

There was only enough true qi left in his body, Ye Chen's figure swayed, as if he would fall at any time, and felt that there was no breath coming from behind, so he slowly exhaled, caught a glimpse of Mu Ye's pale face and sluggish face, and laughed at himself: "Don't you feel that I am cruel and ruthless!"

Although the words were low, they fell into Mu Ye's ears like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Qiaoying shook slightly, broke free of Ye Chen's left hand, and immediately realized something, a trace of guilt flashed on Mu Ye's face, and said softly: "I'm sorry!"

smiled faintly, but his face changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, where several figures slowly emerged, and then several not weak momentum swept over, and the speed of the several figures was obviously extremely fast, and in just a few breaths, they jumped into the sight of Ye Chen and Mu Ye.

Mu Ye's face couldn't help but have a hint of joy, regardless of the injuries on his body, he waved at the figure: "Father, I'm here!"

The leader is a middle-aged man, with a majestic face and the strongest momentum on his body.

With a slight glance at his eyes, he untied Mu Chen behind him and gently placed it on the ground, Ye Chen's feet kicked slightly, and at this moment, the silver mask also cracked and fell to the ground, and his body shot away in the other direction in vain.

A sharp popping sound suddenly sounded, and Mu Ye suddenly turned around and looked to the left, but in the blink of an eye, Ye Chen's figure disappeared from Mu Ye's sight.

At that moment, Mu Ye caught the miserable white face, the face that belonged to Ye Chen.

His face was pale, as if he was sluggish, standing in place stupidly, Mu Ye said stupidly: "Ye Chen, it's really you!"