Hiss!

A layer of frost spread out, and in just a split second, this layer of frost covered the entire silver spear.

Yan Shoujian raised his eyebrows in vain, raised his eyes, and saw the snow flying around him surging strangely towards here.

The goose-feather-like snowflakes brought up a sharp sound of breaking wind, tearing apart the void.

This snowflake was originally transformed by the rules of ice, as long as Yan Shou is willing, as long as he has a thought, he can control the snow in the sky.

However, at this moment, this snow floc was not under his control, and at the same time, Yan Shou sensed that this snow floc contained an extremely terrifying will.

"How is this possible?" Yan Shou's heart sank, and he was about to draw his gun and leave, but the silver spear that was frozen seemed to merge with heaven and earth, and he couldn't move.

The snow swept in, setting off a stream of bloody light.

The mournful roar of the Baizhang Heavenly Dragon below, and the snow that swept across it was like a sword blade, submerging into the Heavenly Dragon's body.

It's just a blink of an eye, and Baizhang Tianlong completely turned into a vivid ice sculpture, which is extremely weird, and the frost rises up, along Yan Shou's feet.

A biting chill surged up on the soles of his feet, and Yan Shou looked down to see that his lower body was completely wrapped in frost.

The Martial Dao Realm that had not condensed the Origin Body, before he stepped into the Martial Dao World, Ye Chen could easily kill it, let alone now.

"Divine Ice Absolute Power!" Ye Chen pointed his left hand at the heavens and the earth, and the roaring snow floc condensed into a handle of solid ice, piercing down, and dense ice swords filled the heavens and the earth.

See this scene. Zhao Ku gasped suddenly. Good fellow, fortunately Ben would have retreated in time, otherwise he would not have been able to get out.

Above the dragon chariot, Yan Ruxue's face sank suddenly, Yan Shou is the most outstanding young generation powerhouse in Great Yan for hundreds of years, and he must not fall, otherwise it will be a huge loss for Great Yan.

"Shaft, look for death!" The monstrous coercion broke out of Yan Ruxue's body, and the phantom of the heavenly dragon behind it appeared.

Zhao Xiao sat down instead. Anyway, Zhao Ku didn't die, and he wouldn't regret the death of other martial artists.

If thousands of ice swords pierce through the heart, Yan Shou's fate will inevitably be ten thousand swords piercing the heart.

At the last minute. Yan Ruxue still couldn't hold her breath, and when she moved, Yan Ruxue raised her right hand, only to see the rules between heaven and earth emerge one after another, forming a palm shadow of thousands of zhang, enveloping Ye Chen, roaring down.

The ice swords condensed by the snow floc shattered one after another, unable to withstand the coercion contained in this palm shadow.

Seeing this whistling palm shadow, Yan Shou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and our emperor made a move. This person will definitely not be able to resist the divine powers of our emperor.

However, Ye Chen never paid attention to the falling rule palm, but took a step forward, and the Qilin Sword buzzed, clinging to the silver spear, stabbing out.

Poof! A flash of blood flashed, staining the snow around him red.

The terrifying sword momentum broke through the frost, and also broke through Yan Shou's protective true qi, poof, pierced Yan Shou's heart, and its vitality ended at this moment.

"You!" his eyes widened. Yan Shou didn't expect that Ye Chen would actually ignore Yan Ruxue's offensive, could it be that he was so confident that he could easily take Yan Ruxue's palm.

The cold wind blew the snow around him, whipped Ye Chen's bloody clothes, and also blew the long hair on Ye Chen's forehead. A strange moon-shaped imprint was imprinted into Yan Shou's last gaze, "Moon"

Yan Shou. Death! Ye Chen pulled out the Qilin Sword, without splashing any blood, the cold ice rules had already followed the sword body and merged into Yan Shou's body, freezing the blood in Yan Shou's body.

The cold wind swept by, and Yan Shou's body immediately shattered, like a broken ice sculpture.

Holding his sword, Ye Chen slowly took a step forward and went straight to Zhao Ku.

As for the rule palm shadow whistling in the sky, Ye Chen still didn't pay attention to it. ...,

"Yan Shou is dead?" The look of horror filled his eyes, and Zhao Ku's heart was pounding and beating faster, especially the moment Ye Chen's eyes came, he had a feeling of numbness on his scalp, and he no longer had the momentum he had before.

"He's dead, you're next!" Ye Chen said lightly, his pace seemed to be slow, but his figure was like thunder, sweeping hundreds of zhang.

"Kill my Dayan's general, then you have to keep your cheap life. Yan Ruxue said coldly, flipping with one hand, although it was far away, he controlled the rule palm.

The Regular Palm Shadow followed closely behind Ye Chen, and the terrifying coercion tightly locked Ye Chen's body.

"In the battle between the younger generations, why should the Emperor of Great Yan intervene?" A flat voice rose between heaven and earth, and I saw Mo Che holding the guqin and walking out of the vast Martial God Nebula, wearing a green shirt and moving without wind.

With his eyes raised slightly, Mo Che looked at the regular palm shadow that shot away, his left hand gently plucked the strings, and the demon sound of heaven and earth floated above the heavens and the firmament, ding!

The sound of the piano is like flowing water, condensed into a sound sword, and suddenly appeared on the regular palm shadow, a sword tore the terrifying regular palm shadow, boom, and the surging rule torrent dispersed around, and tens of thousands of soldiers were buried under the rule torrent, and the screams sounded one after another.

The screams and the sound of the piano merge to form a swan song for the ages.

"Qin Yin?" Yan Ruxue's sword frowned slightly, her gaze became extremely sharp, and her figure slowly floated up, standing on the battle flag several feet high, looking directly at the green shirt that walked out of the void world, "Condensing the body of the origin, it seems that the martial god is not as weak as he imagined." ”

Yan Ruxue knew that even if she made a random move, the power contained in her rule palm shadow was extremely terrifying, and this person only broke it with the sound of the qin, at least this person condensed the original body.

Yan Shou's death was a foregone conclusion, and Yan Ruxue was more concerned about Mo Che who had just appeared.

But Zhao Xiao couldn't sit still anymore, Da Yan's Yan was dead, but his Da Zhao's Zhao Ku was not dead.

"Zhao Ku's qualifications are the best choice among the younger generation, as long as he hones a little, it is not a problem to condense the original body, and after a few decades, my Great Zhao can have one more martial arts powerhouse, and he must not fall here. ”

Standing up, Zhao Xiao kicked his feet, his figure was like a sword rainbow, and he went straight to Zhao Ku in the distance.

At the same time, the aura belonging to Zhao Xiao spread out, locking Ye Chen.

The figure trembled slightly, Ye Chen raised his head, and looked at the sword light that burst out from the tens of millions of troops with deep meaning, and no one could stop the people who were going to be killed in this seat.

A chill came to him, Zhao Ku's heart trembled, his eyes met, and there seemed to be ten thousand thunderbolts in his mind, this person wants to kill me!

"Thunder!" Zhao Ku waved out his left hand, bringing up a fierce wind, and the thunder between heaven and earth was controlled, blending into the fist wind, forming a pillar of thunder, heading straight for Ye Chen, "Stop!"

The shouts were like thunder, and the thunder pillar swept through the void, more than 500 zhang.

"Thunder!" Ye Chen looked at this scene quietly, his pace did not stop, and he still walked forward.

Ye Chen's control of the thunder has reached the extreme, how can he be injured by the thunder, and the thunder is under his control.

Bang! Bang! Ye Chen took several steps one after another, and when he stepped down, the thunder pillar shook violently, and finally shattered, as if there was no force between heaven and earth that could stop Ye Chen's figure.

The thunder was overwhelming, and the endless thunder gathered at Ye Chen's feet, forming a thousand zhang thunder dragon phantom.

Standing with his hands in his hands, Ye Chen stepped on the thunder dragon phantom, and the thunder dragon phantom roared, turning into a long rainbow and heading straight to Zhao Ku.

"The thunder is completely useless in front of this person, terrifying!" Zhao Ku muttered to himself, but his figure retreated, blending into the army of more than fifty thousand, only in this way did he sense a slight sense of security, "My emperor has already made a move, as long as I hold on for a while." Thinking of this, Zhao Ku was a little relieved, commanded the soldiers around him, and said coldly: "Shuanglong is out of the water array, quickly change the formation, and block this person." ”

Yan was fell, and more than 500,000 troops lost their backbone, as soon as they heard Zhao Ku's words, they all set off, and their spears swept forward, and the armies on both sides rushed towards Ye Chen like double dragons out of the water.

The dark eyes were full of killing intent, and Ye Chen couldn't see Zhao Ku's thoughts.

"Kill!" Ye Chen shouted coldly, and the endless killing rules appeared in the sky above, forming a substantial sword that was suspended in the sky.

Before the armies on both sides rushed forward, Ye Chen's long sword was drawn, and tens of thousands of sword rays fell straight down like falling stars, mighty!

Ten thousand swords together, four generations of famous sword style!(To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )