Chapter 248: A Hundred Swords

Chapter 248: A Hundred Swords

A flat voice sounded in the sky, resounding through the sky and hovering in everyone's ears.

The two men in black both had changed their faces, and they turned sharply to look at the void, where the white clouds drifted in all directions with the breeze, and there was not a single figure to be seen.

However, at this moment, an indescribable roar came from the clouds above the void, and it contained an extremely powerful aura, and the clouds instantly shattered, turning into countless water mist and spreading around.

The earth-shattering killing intent spread out silently, enveloping the entire Ye family's sky, and at the same time, the Qi Martial Realm martial artists who were fighting in the void were all stunned, looking at the sky in surprise.

At the same time, the old man who belonged to the Ye family retreated to form a sword formation, and the seven black-clothed people suddenly looked at the sky, and his eyebrows were slightly suspicious, I don't know why he was a little familiar with that breath?

And above the attic on the ground, Ye Wushuang, who was full of exhaustion, poured out a trace of ecstasy, ignoring the reactions of the other Ye family children, and danced with his hands and feet: "He's back"

The figure jumped towards the top attic, those eyes full of wisdom stared at the sky, Ye Wushuang was expecting, expecting that familiar figure to appear, he was convinced of the voice he heard.

In the crowd, a hint of ecstasy appeared on the pale face, and a trace of anticipation appeared in Qimeng's originally desperate eyes, he came

This sudden change made all the warriors here tremble, and they all looked at the whistling place in the distance

The clouds gradually spread, and a figure hidden behind the clouds appeared, and as far as the eye could see, a red and dazzling figure, as red as a pool of blood on the ground.

The man was dressed in red, said to be red, more specifically blood-stained blood, his long ink-like hair fluttered slowly with the breeze, and his expression was indifferent, especially the coldness in his deep eyes made them shiver involuntarily, and around that person was the sword aura permeated, stirring the surrounding clouds, and under the sun, the figure was stretched for a long time.

"You said that the Ye family will perish?" The blood-red figure took a step forward, his cold eyes stared at Xie Fu tightly, and a domineering aura rushed towards the man in black and Xie Fu, and the calm words fell into the ears of the man in black but were as loud as thunder, and the man in black felt a trace of coldness for some reason, and his figure was like a lonely boat in a tsunami, swaying, and almost falling directly from the air.

"Sometimes, when you speak, you have to be responsible" A faint voice slowly floated out of the mouth of the blood figure, the breeze blew, and the long hair that covered the face was also raised, and many children of the Ye family looked at the handsome face and did not exclaim, that face, they were extremely familiar, and they were also very familiar with that voice, the first person of the younger generation of the Ye family.

The desperate face of the Seventh Xiǎo Team gradually appeared with joy, and the hands full of sword marks couldn't help but tremble, and he moved: "Captain"

"Ye Chen" Several exclamations sounded from all corners of the Ye family's manor, Ye Chen's name, no one in the Ye family knows, the first person of the younger generation

Ye Chen calmly looked at Qimeng and the others on the ground, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, it seems to be late."

After Ye Chen appeared, the killing below stopped, and everyone looked at the blood shadow on the void in shock, different from the worship in the eyes of the Ye family's disciples, those martial arts realms were more mocking, this young man was so arrogant to speak like this to his superiors, but they found that the expressions of the Ye family's disciples couldn't help but be suspicious, and they each took a few steps backwards.

Xie Fu and the others stared at Ye Chen with solemn faces, Ye Chen always felt very palpitating to the two of them, especially the killing intent on Ye Chen's body, which made people shudder.

"You die" Ye Chen's voice was calm, but there was an invisible coercion shrouded him, and his body took a step forward, at this moment, Ye Chen's right finger slowly raised, and it seemed to be extremely slow and pointed towards Xie Fu's xiōng preserve, a sword qi surrounded Ye Chen's fingertips, and the coercion dispersed.

Xie Fu had just fought hard with an elder of the Ye family, and at this moment he was more or less injured all over his body, and his figure couldn't help but pause, and a figure slowly appeared in front of him, and this figure was Ye Chen who was rushing in, Ye Chen's right finger turned into a sword, his right hand was raised, and he landed directly at Xie Fu's xiōng mouth, and counted several times in a row.

Poof, Xie Fu's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes were shocked, blood spurted out, and the mouth of Xiōng immediately blurred with blood, and his figure fell down like a kite with a broken line, but at this time, a bloody flame flashed, and the space around Xie Fu was instantly wrapped in a cluster of flames, which was very weird, however, Xie Fu's figure turned into ashes under the blood flame, sprinkled into the sky, and floated with the wind.

However, this scene can be described as lightning and flint, so fast that people can't react at all, in the eyes of many martial artists, Ye Chen just took a step forward, and his body disappeared, and then Xie Fu fell and died, not even the bones remained.

The black-clothed man who Xie Fu called an old immortal was shocked, looked at Ye Chen's gaze, and let out a shocked sè, and wiped out a martial arts realm martial artist with a single move, what kind of strength does this need, cold sweat continued to drip down his cheeks, and at this moment, the black-clothed people felt that death was so close to him, not to mention the flowing sky, not to mention those black-clothed people in the martial arts realm below.

Qi Meng and the children of the Ye family all looked at Ye Chen in bloody clothes blankly, at this moment, Ye Chen's figure became eternal in their hearts, extremely profound

That bloody coat and indifferent expression are like an invincible, earth-shattering killing god, which makes all those who hope to worship him

Ye Chenshen was indifferent, his body did not pause, he took another step forward, this step fell, endless killing intent frantically towards the man in black, Ye Chen's foot seemed to step on the heart of the man in black, and took another step, the rolling sword qi overflowed wildly beside Ye Chen, forming a cloud of sword qi under Ye Chen's feet, stepping on the cloud of sword qi, Ye Chen looked at the man in black indifferently, and said calmly: "Die"

The same death fell into the ears of the man in black is undoubtedly the greeting of death, the figure stepped back a few steps, blood continued to drip down the corners of his mouth, and in the face of the oppression of death, a trace of madness appeared in the eyes of the man in black, since death must let the person in front of him die together. In the midst of the blood, the man in black raised his head suddenly, and let out an earth-shattering roar, revealing madness in his hideousness, but this madness, in Ye Chen's eyes, contained despair and resentment, his face was calm, and he said lightly: "A hundred swords together"

The eyes were like electricity, and a sound came out, and suddenly shook within a radius of 100 miles, this sound was like lightning and thunder, although it was not big, but within a radius of 100 miles, everyone knew it, even in the mind, it left traces At this moment, the sword cloud under Ye Chen's feet burst open, and countless sword qi formed a hundred sharp swords, and with the point of Ye Chen's right hand, he frantically went towards the black-clothed man below.

A hundred swords descended from the sky, and the power at this moment was definitely not something that ordinary warriors could imagine, the black-clothed man was shocked, holding the sword in both hands, and frantically slashed forward with several swords, but at this time, the hundred swords suddenly changed direction, and frantically swept away towards the enemies besieging the children of the Ye family below, and the enemies in the audience were shocked when they saw this.

The hundred swords came and disappeared quickly, and those disciples of the sect and the men in black fled in a hurry, but they died one by one under the hundred swords.

The moment the hundred swords disappeared, it was easy to kill hundreds of enemy warriors Ye Chen's black-haired figure was undoubtedly added with a bloody sè, but Ye Chen's face was calm, and he took a step forward again, pointing down.

The "Wind God Finger" shouted like thunder in the sky, hovering in everyone's ears.

The power of one finger directly dissolved the attack of the man in black, under this finger, the body in black immediately trembled violently, his eyes were shocked and indescribable, and the screams immediately hissed out of his mouth, and his originally majestic figure instantly sunken down, and in an instant, it was like he had aged for decades, his face was full of wrinkles, and his body staggered and fell from mid-air.

However, before the body touched the ground, several sword qi crushed it, and in just a few breaths, the two Qi Martial Realm martial artists who were full of momentum were both killed, and all the people present were witnesses.

Bursts of gasps sounded from all around the Ye Family Manor and on the void like bamboo shoots after rain, and then the audience fell into a deathly silence, and the heavy breathing of everyone could be faintly heard.

Solve the two Qi Martial Realm martial artists in a single move, Ye Chen's face was calm, as if everything was so insignificant, ignoring the shocking gazes around him, Ye Chen slightly glanced at the Ye family manor below, those golden and brilliant attics in the past all collapsed, and the corpses were scattered all over the perimeter of the attic, and blood was everywhere, the destruction of the Ye family this time was beyond Ye Chen's expectations.

Just a little glance, the black-clothed people on the ground all felt a chill, especially those in black who rushed from the entrance of Luoxia City

"There are still too many people, one time is not enough" Ye Chen seemed to say to himself, causing the surrounding Qi Martial Realm martial artists to be confused for a while, but then, Ye Chen's right hand slowly raised upward, and in an instant, a dragon-like sword suddenly sounded, Ye Chen's right hand was clenched, and the Qilin Sword came out from his back and landed on Ye Chen's right hand.

At this moment, those black-clothed Qi Martial Realm martial artists who were originally watching reacted, and four black-clothed Qi Martial Realm martial artists emerged from the crowd on the ground, and four powerful breaths instantly locked Ye Chen, and at the same time pressed towards Ye Chen, the figure moved extremely fast with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and from a distance, four streamers of light went towards Ye Chen, as dazzling as a meteor flashing in the dark night.

In this regard, his eyes were raised slightly, Ye Chen's figure took a step forward, and shouted in a deep voice: "Retreat"

In an instant, the sword qi spread around with Ye Chen as the center, and the figures of the four people couldn't help but be stunned, and under the gaze of countless eyes, hundreds of sword shadows appeared beside Ye Chen.

At the same time, Ye Chen's figure was like a dancing butterfly, swaying in the void, the long sword in his hand danced with it, and the sword moved in all directions, the viewer was like a mountain sè depressed, the heaven and the earth were low for a long time, the sharp sound of breaking the wind suddenly sounded, and a hundred swords came out like a streamer, and a hundred swords went down together