Everything was within Ye Chen's calculations, and everything seemed so neat.

The sword used the terrifying spiritual power of the fire qilin, all of which showed Ye Chen's terrifying calculation power.

Sadly, the dignified hún martial arts realm martial artist died like this, under Ye Chen's calculations, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this hún martial realm martial artist was solved, everything would be fine.

The old man and the disciples of Luoxia Peak looked blankly at Ye Chen, who was dressed in blood, and at this moment, Ye Chen's figure became an eternal in their hearts, and it was indelible!

The indifferent expression of that bloody suit was as unshakable as the Luoxia Peak under his feet.

Ye Chenshen was indifferent, and without any pause, he took another step forward. This step fell, and the billowing sword qi overflowed wildly beside Ye Chen.

Above the pool of blood, the broken sword weapon was swept up, and the blood droplets of the sword weapon made a low roar.

Dozens of figures snatched out of the crowd and jumped into the air, holding swords to surround Ye Chen's figure.

In the face of Ye Chen's terrifying strength, the man in black finally lost his previous indifference, and the momentum of dozens of Qi Martial Realms swept towards Ye Chen.

In the midst of the momentum of dozens of people, Ye Chen's figure was like a lonely boat in the sea, and he seemed so single-hugged.

The tip of the sword was raised slightly, and Ye Chen's left side gently slashed from the tip of the sword, and a little blood dripped, dripping from the body of the sword.

Raising his head, Ye Chen still looked at these people calmly, without joy or sorrow, but the killing intent contained in that gaze was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

Especially the disciples of Luoxia Peak looked stunned, on weekdays, Ye Chen always gave them the feeling that was so gentle, but today's Ye Chen made them feel depressed.

"It's time for this killing to end!" Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the sky and muttered softly.

There were so many people who died in this killing, really too many.

"He's gone, why are you staying here?" Ye Chen took a step forward, and a terrifying momentum swept out.

Ye Chen's muttering fell into the crowd, undoubtedly the greeting of death, and more than a dozen figures stepped back, a few steps, and a trace of blood dripped down the corners of the black-clothed man's mouth.

In the midst of the blood, more than a dozen black-clothed people all let out a cold snort, and their gods were hideous, revealing a crazy sword aura, like a torrent towards Ye Chen's face.

In Ye Chen's opinion, these attacks seemed so insignificant, and the energy of the fear well was circulating in Ye Chen's body, Ye Chen just waved a sword forward, and the sword qi that filled the sky appeared.

I don't know when the snow huā fluttered again, and this weak snow huā seemed to change into a sword weapon at this moment.

Zuo raised slightly, Ye Chen held Zuo Tuo, held the falling snow, and said lightly: "Break!"

The cold sound resounded, and the weak snow broke the fierce sword qi strangely.

Dressed in a martial robe, Ye Chen stood with a sword in his hand, and his thin figure stood in the snowy sky, which swirled around him.

Dissolving this sword qi so easily, the eyes of the man in black were a little complicated, this young man was too strong, and he was too strong to everyone's expectations.

However, thinking of this mission, they knew that they had no chance to retreat, and gradually the man in black also went crazy, suppressed the fear in his heart, and turned to Ye Chen again.

However, this madness seemed to Ye Chen, but he was powerless to resist the sword, Ye Chen muttered softly: "You look at these people, after all, they are going down to be buried!"

The cold wind blew, and Ye Chen's figure moved like snow fluttering in the wind.

The tip of the Qilin Sword shook with the snow, and sword shadows appeared strangely beside Ye Chen, and in an instant, several sword shadows spread out above the void.

Several sword shadows stood in the air, and their power was enough to affect the entire Luoxia Peak.

The silence was terrifying, whether it was the disciples of Luoxia Peak or the rest of the people, they all looked at this scene quietly, maybe this was the sword that decided the fate of Luoxia Peak.

The power of the sword at this moment is definitely not what ordinary people can imagine, under the support of this terrifying energy, Ye Chen's strength is skyrocketing, and the same is true of this sword.

The tip of the sword... Passing through the void, there were spatial bō lines, and finally the spatial cracks spread out, and a terrifying tearing force spread out in the cracks, pulling the figures of dozens of black-clothed people.

In front of this sword, the Qi Martial Realm martial artist looked so weak.

The screams converged, the sword came and disappeared quickly, and dozens of Qi Martial Realm martial artists were directly wiped out, but this sword did not end, but under Ye Chen's control, the sword went towards the black-clothed man shè downward.

Seeing this, the faces of the black-clothed people changed drastically, and they were extremely embarrassed to dodge the sword shadow that came from the "jī" shè.

The moment the sword disappeared, several black-clothed people were left with only a name, and it was easy to kill several enemies, Ye Chen's black figure was undoubtedly added with a bloody sè, but Ye Chen's face was flat, and he took a step forward again, holding the sword, his body turned into a long rainbow, and slashed down from the void, and a slaughter was staged again in Ye Chen's salamity.

The disciples of Luoxia Peak all looked at this scene sluggishly, and the black-clothed people who were still fierce before looked so weak at this moment.

This is a slaughter, Ye Chen is like a wolf in the flock.

On the way of the sword, the corpses were everywhere, and the blood flowed like a river, and at this moment, Luoxia Peak was undoubtedly saved!

After a few moments, the screams seemed to slowly dissipate, and from a distance, there was no one in black on the sword path, and they all died under Ye Chen's sword.

Turning around, Ye Chen glanced at the Qilin stone statue and breathed a sigh of relief, this Luoxia Peak was saved.

However, thinking of the fall of Emperor Wushuang, Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and he turned to look at the person on the Sword God Peak's body, and the killing intent was permeating!

"I'm here for you、。 With his back to everyone, Ye Chen said lightly, took a step forward, and his figure turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the void of Sword God Peak, your unfinished regret, then I will finish it for you today!

Above the void, different from the bloody picture at the Five Peaks, however, there are hidden murderous sword qi everywhere, flying around like a torrent, the space is shattered everywhere, and there is a slow coincidence, and a terrifying coercion continues to spread towards the surroundings.

The battle here can be divided into two places, one is naturally the Moon Horror Immortal and the Emperor Ling Tian, and the other is the battle of Liu Yuyan and the Hún Martial Realm, and a certain trace of the dark banquet room appears around from time to time.

Sword God Mén: In addition to the three peak masters, there are also four hún martial realm martial artists, but the man in black also has eight hún martial arts realm martial artists.

The two forces are equal, as long as one is resolved, the balance of victory will be tilted in favor of the other, but this battle will not be able to end in a short time.

The face was extremely white, and Liu Yuyan avoided the sword light that came from the jī shè, and the face was dignified, and the current situation was undoubtedly biased towards Huang Ling Tian.

When Liu Yuyan's gaze touched the figure in the distance, a cold killing intent flowed out of her eyes, and an extremely powerful momentum burst out of her body, and she murmured softly: "Senior brother, let me finish your regrets for you!"

When Liu Yuyan was muttering to herself, those black-clothed men and the masters of the outer sect drew their swords one after another.

The eight extremely powerful sword qi rushed towards Liu Yuyan like a poisonous snake, and the terrifying momentum oppressed Liu Yuyan's body and couldn't help but retreat a few steps, and a burst of blood qi rolled in front of him, and there was a touch of blood red at the corner of his mouth.

The white snow-like dress was already stained with blood, and at this moment, the willow swift seemed to have reached the point of running out of oil and drying up.

The sword god mén, the hún martial arts realm warriors, all roared angrily, and they all moved closer to Liu Yuyan, but they were blocked by the men in black one by one.

"Is it over?" In the face of the sword qi that came from all over the world, Liu Yuyan had a trace of despair on her face, and looked at the sword god Wufeng behind her reluctantly, who had been cultivating the sword for more than thirty years, and this glance seemed to be deeply imprinted in the depths of her memory.

At this moment, Liu Yuyan's eyes couldn't help but appear a figure and a tǐng figure.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, maybe I can't finish it for you!" Liu Yuyan muttered softly. ！。