The whirlpool frantically tugged at the white light around him, and it wasn't until the last ray of vitality merged into Ye Chen's body that Ye Chen got up.

The figure floated up, Ye Chen raised his head, looked at the condensed blood cloud in the void of the Blood Demon Peak, and whispered, "Sword Intent Tribulation!"

An extremely frightened look came out of Tian Shi's eyes, and at this moment, he realized one thing, even if the person in front of him was injured, it was enough to easily kill himself and the others.

The eyes of the two elders of the Minhou Sect also showed a solemn look, although Tian Shi had stepped into the third layer of Lingwu for less than a few months, he was a powerhouse of the third layer of Lingwu after all. With just one finger, Tian Shi's supernatural power was easily dissolved, and at the same time, the moment the two of them pointed out Ye Chen's finger before, they also felt a fluctuation of supernatural power. This person must have stepped into the third layer of Lingwu, but with this person's strength, why hasn't he heard of it in Dugu Hell?

"Who are you, with your strength, if you look at the Blood Demon Pavilion, then Tian will give this sect to you!" At the moment when Ye Chen got up, Tian Shi's figure retreated a few steps backwards again.

"Give me the Blood Demon Pavilion?" Ye Chen said lightly, a mysterious fluctuation spread, and a terrifying coercion appeared in vain, enveloping the area within a radius of hundreds of zhang.

The coercion was coming, and feeling this coercion, the only remaining fighting intent in the hearts of Tian Shi and the others immediately disappeared.

At this moment, Tian Shi and more than a dozen people retreated with great tacit understanding, turned around suddenly, and retreated towards the road they came, and anyone could see that this Tian Shi was about to escape.

"Here, then stay here!" Ye Chen said lightly, raised his foot, took a step forward, and the ripples of a circle of spatial ripples spread in the void, and in the next moment, Ye Chen's figure appeared behind Tian Shi.

The chill froze the true qi in Tian Shi's body, and at the same time, the existence of this chill made Tian Shi's body extremely stiff, which was why Tian Shi was the most backward.

An inexplicable chill welled up in his heart, Tian Shi looked behind him in shock, and what caught his eyes was an extremely bright sword light.

Heaven and earth were eclipsed under this sword light, this sword was very fast, at least in Tian Shi's opinion, this sword had broken through the limit of speed, ignoring space.

"Rain!" Ye Chen's voice resounded in Tian Shi's ears, and this voice became the last voice Tian Shi heard in the world.

After the brilliance was endless darkness, Tian Shi's eyes were gradually submerged in darkness, and that inexplicable chill completely exploded in his body, freezing his mind and wiping out his soul.

Holding the sword, Ye Chen still maintained the posture of the sword, the fastest sword, the fastest sword, the sword that was so fast that people couldn't catch it.

There was a deathly silence all around, Liu Dong's eyes widened, and a look of disbelief surged over his pale face.

A white-clothed figure of Shengxue, a long sword as cold as frost, the long sword stopped at Tian Shi's neck, and did not splash any blood, but this sword took away all the vitality in Tian Shi's body.

The ice spread out, and in just a moment, Tian Shi's corpse turned into an ice sculpture, strangely still in midair.

Holding the sword, Ye Chen still took a step forward, one step was dozens of zhang, Ye Chen's body was like a breeze, and he couldn't catch it, but everyone had a feeling of astonishment, Ye Chen's next step would be to appear behind a Blood Demon Pavilion elder.

At the same time, everyone's eyes fell on a Blood Demon Pavilion elder, and sure enough, the spatial ripples spread out there, and before Ye Chen's figure could emerge, a dazzling sword light emerged.

A fluttering sword, in which everyone felt no power, like the breeze, blowing across the calm lake only stirred up faint ripples, not splashes.

The sword light dissipated, Ye Chen's figure emerged, and the tip of the sword glowing with cold light still stopped at the neck of the Blood Demon Pavilion elder, and the ice layer instantly spread out, and another ice sculpture appeared in the void.

The faint sunlight tore through the clouds and fell on the ice sculpture, and the expression on the face of the Bloody Demon Pavilion Elder was still frozen in horror from the moment before.

Killing people did not bring blood, there was no blood, there was no killing intent, there was just a fluttering sword, dancing like a breeze!

Killing people has become an art in his hands, holding a sword, Ye Chen took another step forward, two steps in succession, it was still a light sword, and each step killed a Spirit Martial Realm martial artist.

After Ye Chen took the fourth step, there were only three figures left in the void, the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue, and the two fleeing figures.

"Two Lingwu third-layer martial artists, it's a pity, if it's a martial arts realm, then you can refine a sword corpse!"

"But if the hungry ghost Dao is here, he should like the souls of these two!" Holding the sword out, Ye Chen still took a step, swept out dozens of feet in one step, and silently appeared behind one of the fleeing figures.

Wu De was an elder of the Minhou Sect, and he came to the Blood Demon Pavilion with Tian Shi this time, originally he thought that the strength of his three Lingwu third-layer martial artists would be enough to kill that person.

However, the fluttering sword from earlier undoubtedly shattered all his illusions, and at this moment, he felt the chill behind him, and he knew that the evil star had come.

Stopping in vain, Wu De turned around, and the giant sword in his hand, which was a full height of a person, slammed down, "Avalanche!"

An earth-shattering roar sounded, this sound was like the sound of a landslide and the ground cracking, and a rich sword qi emerged next to the giant sword, transforming into a mountain shadow that reached the sky, this mountain shadow was the highest mountain in Dugu Hell, Blood Lonely Mountain!

At the beginning, Wu De had been comprehending the Blood Lonely Mountain for decades, and only then did he realize that this supernatural power landslide, the mountain shadow followed the giant sword, and the terrifying coercion was directly suppressed on Ye Chen's body.

Facing the shadow of the mountain that covered dozens of zhang wide and the sword qi that swept from the sky, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, "This supernatural power is not bad, with the help of the power of heaven and earth, the power of heaven and earth will be melted!"

However, Ye Chen's eyes were only slightly narrowed, and he was still stabbed out with a fluttering sword, but a series of flickering thunderbolts appeared around the Qilin Sword, and the violent power diffused out.

This sword is light and agile, but it is permeated with a violent power like thunder, and two completely different auras are contained in this sword, this is still a rain sword technique, but with a few more changes.

At the beginning, Ye Chen was able to fuse the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Styles into one Ten Thousand Swords and Return to the Sect, and today, Ye Chen is also able to evolve them with the One Style Rain Sword Technique.

"A mere fluttering sword wants to resist my landslide!" Looking at the brilliant sword light, a little coldness appeared in Wu De's eyes, the young man in front of him was too arrogant, could it be that my Wu De didn't even have the qualifications for his supernatural powers?

People who have not seen the landslide will never imagine that spectacular scene, Wu De's momentum rose again, and when the momentum reached its peak, it collapsed, which was deliberately done by Wu De.

Bang! The mountain shadow shook, and smashed directly towards Ye Chen, and Wu De's voice overwhelmed the roar around him: "Suppress me!"

With this sword, Wu De not only wants to suppress Ye Chen's sword, but also suppresses his people.

The coercion swept in like a tide, but this coercion could not stop Ye Chen's figure, nor could it stop Ye Chen's sword.

The furious thunder was like an invisible giant palm, tearing apart this terrifying coercion, tearing the void apart, and approaching the huge mountain shadow.

"The rules of thunder!" Wu Dejian frowned slightly, the giant sword in his hand spun in vain, and the huge mountain shadow collapsed directly, the mountain collapsed and cracked, turning into a torrent and surging towards Ye Chen below, with great momentum.

"I don't believe that I can't suppress your sword!" Wu De said lightly, his figure took a few steps one after another, indeed, with his terrifying landslide divine power, he could indeed suppress Ye Chen's thunder rules, but Ye Chen's sword not only contained the rules of thunder, but also the most terrifying four generations of the moon god's will!

With a fluttering sword, the will of the moon god melted into it, and this will of the moon god erupted in vain like an extinct volcano that had been silent for decades.

At this moment, Wu De's figure shook suddenly, and a look of horror permeated his eyes, "How is this possible!"

The Moon God's will destroyed the mountain shadow torrent directly, and at the same time, the extremely bright sword light continued to amplify in Wu De's pupils, and the last cold spirit diffused out of his neck, after which, Wu De will immediately dissipated.

The ice spread out, directly freezing Wu De's whole body, and under the faint sunlight, another ice sculpture emerged.

Putting away the sword, Ye Chen's figure directly swept over Wu De's corpse, and looked at Elder Lin with a frightened expression in the distance with an indifferent expression.

At the moment when the Moon God's will erupted, Elder Lin's figure suddenly shook, this terrifying will was the will of the Martial Dao, he had felt it in the ancestor, could it be that this young man was a martial artist of the Martial Dao Realm.

"Don't be an enemy, retreat!" In order to escape, this Elder Lin burned part of his soul power, in exchange for a short period of strength, and his body speed increased a lot, but at this moment, his figure suddenly stopped, looking at the void in front of him in disbelief.

A faint spatial ripple emerged in the void in front of him, and then a white-clothed figure of Shengxue walked out in the endless void, white clothes like snow, a sword like frost, and the tip of the sword was still stained with a little scarlet.

Blood dripped down the tip of the sword, dripping onto the mountain rock below, and a plum blossom mark spread out.

"How is it possible, it's just a moment!" Looking at this figure in front of him, Elder Lin's eyes were full of horror, he burned his soul power, and he still couldn't escape.

"You can't escape!" Ye Chen said lightly, took a step forward, his body turned into a breeze, and dissipated silently, and the moment Ye Chen raised his feet, Elder Lin's body shook suddenly, and an extremely terrifying will fell on him like a mountain.

Before the sword came out, its terrifying will permeated the void, tightly imprisoning Elder Lin's figure.

In an instant, his cold sweat penetrated his whole body, and a sense of crisis that he had never felt before surged into his heart, and at this moment, he was horrified to find that his body could not move.

The sword came out in an instant, and in the same way, killing people was only in an instant!

A brilliant sword light emerged, the sword light dissipated, the tip of the sword with a cold light slashed across Elder Lin's neck, the ice spread out, and after just a few breaths, there was another ice sculpture in the void, and in this ice sculpture, there was no life, only endless death intent.

Six steps, one step to kill one person!The six ice sculptures were so strangely still in mid-air, Ye Chen's eyes lowered slightly, and with a slight tremble, the blood stains on the Qilin Sword floated down again, "Although the injuries on the soul have been completely recovered now, the blood crystal is indeed a good thing, and the essence and blood of these people cannot be wasted!" With a wave of Ye Chen's right hand, its six ice sculptures fell lightly on the bloody peak below like falling leaves.

Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the blood cloud hovering in the sky and whispered, "Sword Intent Tribulation, Sword Intent Tribulation in Hell!"

"The clouds condensed by blood and qi, the blood thunder that is extremely scarlet, whether it is hell or the Martial God Continent, the rules of thunder are everywhere!" Looking at the swimming thunder, a hint of contemplation flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

The thunder swam, and its roar echoed above the nine heavens, stirring up faint spatial ripples.

The furious aura filled the void, and the demonic blood cloud, its suppressed aura gushed out, enveloping the entire Blood Demon Peak! The disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion had to use their true qi to resist this oppression.

The martial clothes hunted, but Ye Chen was not affected by this oppression.

"The all-pervasive thunder contains terrifying power!" His eyes fell on the thunder, and Ye Chen realized something in his heart