"Let me deal with the Blood Hell Emperor?" Yan Yu's expression was a little complicated, and the martial arts will that was stirring around him even stagnated.

Under the blood-red void, Yanyu's face changed.

I fought this man a few months ago, and last time I suffered a bad loss at his hands. However, today I have the help of many martial arts realms, which is enough to suppress this person. Yanyu exhaled deeply, resolutely turned around, and rushed towards the crowd below with a word.

"This person will be handed over to the two, as for the Blood Prison Emperor, today, the old man will kill him!" The cold words were filled with monstrous killing intent, and Yan Yu's expression was extremely calm.

Blood rained down, and sword qi torrented through the crowd.

Ye Chen stopped in vain, there was not a single figure within a radius of several zhang, only a piece of bloody corpses.

Raising his head, Ye Chen stared at the smoke and rain that came from the sky, and a chill flashed in his dark pupils: "In the past, this old guy escaped, and today let this guy be buried here for a long time!"

In the past, Ye Chen had not broken through the martial arts, and with the four moon god wills and the six sword corpse wills, as well as many divine powers, he severely damaged the smoke and rain.

And today, he has stepped into the martial arts, and his cultivation is the pinnacle of the first level of the martial arts.

Fusing into the Six Dao Origins, as well as the Heaven and Earth Will and the Thirty-six Heavenly Wills, Ye Chen's Martial Dao Will overrode the Martial Dao Will.

Ye Chen stepped out of the air, and hunted in white.

"Shaft, I said I wanted to take your head the other day, and I will take your head today. Yan Yu said calmly. The cold light oozing from his eyes was extremely piercing.

"Take my head. Are you sure you won't escape, old fellow?"

"In the past, you were able to escape, but today, in front of the heroes of hell, can you afford to lose this face, old guy?" Ye Chen's voice was extremely cold, and this chill was piercing.

The three hell warriors who were fighting around each other retreated to both sides, away from this killing god.

In just a moment, Ye Chen's sword had already been stained with the blood of thousands of people.

Mu Chen and Xiao Fatzi roared over, standing behind Ye Chen with a sword, looking at Yanyu with a somewhat solemn expression.

Compared to the two guys before. Yanyu is not an ordinary second-layer martial artist, his martial arts domain covers more than 7,000 zhang, which is enough to explain his horror.

"Why, the momentum from before was so strong. Now I'm looking for a helper, three against one?" said Yan Yu Ranran, holding the hilt of the sword with a few more points.

Hearing this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, "Don't you think it's funny?"

"This is a fight, not a so-called fight!" Mu Chen and Xiao Fatzi's wills surged up, and two majestic momentum rose to the sky.

These two momentum also set off a wave of space in the martial arts realm of Yanyu, and in this regard, Yanyu laughed wildly and waved his long sword. Before the sword fell, a cold shout sounded: "Deal with those two white-haired and fat people!"

As soon as the words came out, dozens of its strong will fluctuations emerged in the void.

In terms of the number of martial arts realms, the Blood Hell is still inferior to the three major hells, which is undeniable.

"Emperor of the Blood Prison, today the old man will step on the Blood Prison in front of you, and you can't stop the iron hooves of my three hells. "The general trend is condensed, the momentum on Yanyu's body is becoming more and more fierce, and the space is agitated.

Holding a sword, Yanyu walked towards Ye Chen step by step. In the 7,000-zhang martial arts realm, the rules of heaven and earth emerged, condensing into a monstrous coercion of heaven and earth.

"Step into the blood hell, heh, at least you can't smoke and rain. Ye Chen chuckled. The white teeth reflect a biting chill.

"It's a fact, just by virtue of the current blood hell. It can't resist the attack of the three hells. A mocking smile flickered in his eyes, and Smoke and Rain said disdainfully.

"It's only been ten years, and an unruly force has developed to the extent that it is now comparable to the four hell cities, which the old man has to admire!"

"It's a pity that you shouldn't have killed my son in the Sword Tomb that day, since you killed my son, then you and the Blood Prison will have to pay the price they deserve. ”

The coercion of heaven and earth rises and falls in the martial arts realm like a tide, and within this martial arts realm, the smoke and rain are the masters, controlling the rules, condensing the coercion of heaven and earth, and dominating everything.

The coercion roared, and the expressions of Xiao Fatzi and Mu Chen changed slightly.

"Killing is originally the melody of hell, in hell, killing is staged all the time, and the moment you step into the martial arts, you must be ready to be killed!"

"I killed your son, you came to seek revenge, it's such a simple reason, heh, old fellow, do you really think that there is no other martial arts realm in my blood prison?"

"I forgot to say that the Blood Hell not only created the Reincarnation City, but also the Heavenly Dao City!" Ye Chen raised his head and stared at the sky at the end of the sky, a playful smile appeared in his dark pupils.

At the end of the blood-red sky, its loud and incomparably loud roar echoed in vain: "Hell is the only one!"

"The sail of the blood hell, the sword points to the sky!"

"Reorganize the mountains and rivers, only my blood hell!"

"Those who commit my blood prison will be punished even if they are far away!"

With a uniform shout, its terrifying martial will raged in the void.

Dozens of martial arts oppression roared in, and the general trend covered the sky. Yanyu's face changed slightly, his gaze looked straight into the sky, and sword lights bubbled out in his sight.

The sword light came in an instant, and he was a famous martial artist.

With one hand on his back, Gongzi Su stepped into the air and roared with many strong men. More than 10,000 Heavenly Dao City guardians and the forces of Heavenly Dao City, dressed in white and robed, were in stark contrast to the blood-red void.

Looking at the towering bloody peak in the distance, the corner of Gongzi Su's mouth also raised a smile: "I'm back!"

"It's been ten years, and I've finally returned to the Blood Prison, it's been a long time, the Blood Prison!" Carrying the Gongzi sword, Gongzi Su looked at the battlefield below with a somewhat indifferent expression, the long sword was raised, and a long roar came out: "Reorganize the mountains and rivers, only my blood prison!"

"Those who commit my blood prison will be punished even if they are far away!" With the swing of Gongzi Su's long sword, dozens of terrifying will fluctuations spread in the void, and more than 10,000 guardians stepped on the surging spatial turbulence, like meteors, just a few breaths, and then appeared on the battlefield. The exercises cultivated by the Eight Cold Hell Martial Artists are of the cold ice category, so the Eight Cold Hell Martial Artists all have a piercing chill on their bodies.

More than 10,000 guardians roared out, and the chill filled the air, and a series of brilliant sword lights broke through the air.

Most of the martial artists who came with Ye Chen this time were elites, and although the number was small, they were strong in strength.

The guardian of Heavenly Dao City was like a sharp knife, looking at it.

More than thirty figures stood beside Gongzi Su Zhou, and Xianxu, Lin Dao, and Lu Qing were among them.

Nearly thirty wills converged and impacted the martial arts realm of smoke and rain.

In the face of this will oppression, Yanyu's eyes showed a look of jealousy, and the strength of holding the hilt of the sword increased by several points.

Looking at the more than thirty figures, whether it was the Blood Prison Army or the enforcers of the three hells, they all gasped, their eyes showed shock, nearly thirty martial arts wills, these people are all martial arts realms?

"Childe Su?" Liu Dong stood on the bloody corpse, raised his head, and looked at the scene in the void in amazement, "Grandma's, I haven't seen you for ten years, this guy has soared, and he actually pulled out so many martial arts realms." ”

"Grandma's, my old Liu has so many nobles to help him get some results, this guy is no worse than me, and he has already stepped into the martial arts realm?" Liu Dong's eyes opened widely, and although his expression was exaggerated, a smile flashed in Liu Dong's protagonist: "I really miss the feeling of fighting with this guy, the feeling of being lost for a long time!" Liu Dong roared out, and a giant sword was inserted into the crowd.

The slaughter below resumed, and blood rained.

"It's finally here!" Ye Chen also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, in order to hurry before, he went all out, so he broke away from Gongzi Su and the others first, and rushed to the blood prison earlier.

"In the past, it was the deer who died, but now, you are sleeping here today!" Ye Chen stepped out of the air, and the white-clothed hunting sounded, snapping!

A ruthless gaze swept over the opponent's martial arts realm martial artist, Ye Chen's long sword swung down, and shouted, "Do it!"

More than thirty brilliant sword lights streaked through the void and shot straight at the three Hell Martial Dao realm martial artists in front of them.

Looking at these surging sword lights, Yan Yu's heart felt a chill, "How is this possible, even if he kills Gongzi Yu and controls the Eight Cold City, but in such a short period of time, he can actually envelop so many martial arts realms?"