The rain of blood was continuous, and it was not until a few days that the rain dissipated.\\

The choking smell of blood permeated the heavens and the earth, and a round of the rising sun hung above the sky, oozing with a light like blood.

The sky is like a roll, and the blood rain is like overturned paint, dyeing it a piece of blood red.

In the blood-red world, a wave of murderous intent permeated.

"Whoever kills this person is the Marquis of Yan Zhao, commanding an army of tens of millions!"

"Whoever kills this person, Emperor Yan Zhao will accept him as a disciple and teach him the way of Emperor Zun!"

A roar resounded through Tiangang, making countless warriors ready to move, and above Tiangang, ten thousand swords trembled.

Countless hermits have broken through the barriers, although the position of the marquis is noble, and it is the supreme glory to command the army of tens of millions, but the disciples of the emperor are what makes the martial arts powerhouses crazy.

Tiangang is vast and boundless, there are countless martial arts cultivators, and there are also many strong people in the martial arts realm.

However, there are very few emperors in Tiangang, and there are seven world-famous emperors.

Become a disciple of the emperor and pursue the supreme martial arts, and his status is comparable to that of the emperor.

On a sea of flowers, delicate flowers in various shapes move in the wind.

A graceful and colorful figure stood on it, and the dress as thin as light gauze could not hide the carcass as fine as mutton fat.

The slender white jade fingers swept over the petals, Wen Ran raised his head, a touch of surprise flashed in his clear eyes like water, looked at the reddened sky, and giggled: "Kill Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo, the fifth generation really has you!"

"But it's good for you to make this mess!" Wen Ranmei's eyes moved slightly, and he said faintly: "Condensing the body of the origin of killing, although it is terrifying. But he is not the enemy of the emperor. ”

"Five generations, I hope you can grow up soon!" The petals filled the sky, and the warm and dyed figure disappeared into the sea of flowers......

The wind is blowing, the blood and sand are rolling, the sky is dark, and a white robe wanders between heaven and earth.

"Move the soldiers of Tiangang, chase and kill me, this kind of honor is not easy to come by!" Raising his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the vast desert.

The roar of the Second Emperor Yan Zhao echoed between heaven and earth, like a violent wind. Lifting the blood sand in the sky, the blood sand was one after another, and three figures appeared, following Ye Chen.

"Master, there are countless strong people in Tiangang, even if it is the second kingdom of Yan and Zhao, there are many strong people in its hidden world, and there is no shortage of strong people like Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo!"

The fat fish looked a little frightened. Hunting and killing the strong people of Tiangang, I thought of the endless chasing soldiers. Fatty fish have a feeling of numbness in the scalp.

Grabbing the wine jug with one hand, Ye Chen burped and said with a smile: "If it weren't for that, how could Tiangang be messy?"

In chaos, Ye Chen openly killed Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo, in order to cause such an effect.

Seeing Ye Chenyun's light and breezy expression, the fat fish's heart sank suddenly, and he said bitterly: "Master, what should I do?" The nations have laid a net of heaven and earth, and our traces will be detected one day!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his eyes and stared at the fat fish, Gu Jing's unwavering gaze made the fat fish tremble, and the fat fish only promised: "Master, Xiao Yu didn't say the wrong thing!"

"That's right. You're right!" Ye Chen said seriously, raised his hand, pointed to the rolling blood sand in the distance, and said lightly: "Fat fish." You said you were going to cut the stars and the moon for this constellation, and you would never give up?"

Fatty Fish's expression was shocked, and his eyes showed fanatical color: "Fatty Fish braved the world to be disrespectful, and openly rebelled against Tiangang, just to follow the master!"

"Then, you will lead away these pursuers for this seat!" Ye Chen said lightly.

Hearing this, the fanatical color in the fat fish's eyes disappeared, his face was bloodless, his heart was beating faster, and he said cautiously: "Master, you are laughing!"

"It's true that it's a joke, with your cultivation, it's far from enough to lure away these pursuers!" With a sparkle in his eyes, Ye Chen took a long sip and said leisurely: "However, with your cleverness, it shouldn't be difficult to blend in with these pursuers!"

The previous sentence made the fat fish secretly relieved, but the next sentence made the fat fish feel the urge to faint.

In Tiangang, Ye Chen was isolated, even if he was extremely confident in his strength, he also knew that if he was besieged by countless Tiangang powerhouses, he would fall.

And Ye Chen needed a pair of eyes, and the fat fish was these eyes, and after a while, the fat fish looked like he was going to the soup and fire, looking at death as home, and left with a sword.

Looking at the figure of the fat fish leaving, Ye Chen turned around and continued to walk towards the desert.

"Although this man recognizes me as the Lord, his loyalty has yet to be tested. Ye Chen muttered, before the words fell, the wind was strong, blowing away all the breath.

The desert is lonely, and a white dress wanders in the middle.

After a few hours, Ye Chen stopped his figure, and the look of vigilance in his eyes flowed, sweeping over this world.

"There is still a period of time before the date of meeting, and the nameless strength is enough to bring the future and others out of the Great Qian Empire!"

Ye Chen muttered to himself, and the rules of heaven and earth appeared all around, merging into heaven and earth, forming a series of prohibitions.

At the same time, the desert where Ye Chen was standing trembled in vain, the blood sand rolled, and a whirlpool formed below, rolling the blood sand, and Ye Chen's figure was swallowed by the blood sand.

Even the Heavenly Dao and the Hungry Ghost Dao were the same, sinking into the depths of the desert of more than 10,000 zhang.

The yellow sand rolled in all directions, and an empty space appeared below Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's knees were crossed, suspended in mid-air, his eyes were slightly closed, and a mark was formed, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth surged wildly, penetrating into his body, condensing the first killing origin body, and the improvement it brought was also extremely huge, whether it was cultivation or soul power, it had skyrocketed, "If I meet the second emperor of Yan Zhao, I will have a few chances of winning, but it is obviously a little reluctant to have more than one enemy!"

"But if I evolve the twentieth sword, my combat power should be able to increase by a few points!"

A dead and cold aura permeated Ye Chen's body, and the perception brought by condensing the Killing Origin Body made some progress in his stagnant sword style.

"Although with the help of the opportunity of sentient beings, the twentieth sword is reluctantly used, but it is not the real twentieth sword, the twentieth sword, it should be integrated into the path of the origin of killing!"

The killing intent was in vain under the desert, and Ye Chen's long hair behind him moved without wind, and he got up with his sword and raised one sword after another.

In this small space, Ye Chen's frantic evolution of the sword style was bound to evolve into the twentieth sword.

In the sky above the desert, sword lights swept across, bringing the intent of slaughter.

The clouds moved in all directions, and countless hidden powerhouses broke through, and there were Tiangang warriors everywhere.

But Ye Chen seemed to evaporate from the world, allowing Yan and Zhao Erguo to cast a net of heaven and earth, but there was no trace.

In the imperial capital of Yan Kingdom, Yan Ruxue stood with her hands in her hands, listening to the information that came, her sword eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and she said in a low voice: "You haven't found any trace of that person yet?"

Bowing his head, a soldier resignedly said: "Countless strong people have gathered in the land of Yanzhao, Han and Wei, but they still haven't found their traces!"

"The general is rumored to send out a crusade against the army?" The soldiers did not dare to look directly at the emperor's majesty, and their bodies were completely lying on the ground.

"Tens of millions of crusading armies can't move, and the crusade strategy must not be delayed because of this trivial matter, pass on the emperor's order, and the rest of the capital have mobilized 500,000 troops to join the chasing soldiers, the emperor doesn't believe it, pour the power of Yan Guo, dig three feet into the ground, and still can't find this person!" The shouts were as loud as thunder, Yan Ruxue's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and a chill turned into a storm and rolled out.

"No!" the soldier replied suddenly, bowed to Yan Ruxue slightly, and got up to withdraw from the palace.

It wasn't until the soldiers retreated that Yan Ruxue sat down, looked at the empty palace, and muttered, "This person can use the seven rules of heaven and earth, could it be him?"

"No, it's definitely not that person, when the emperor personally took action to block that person, even if that person escaped the killing, his cultivation would not be so terrifying, in the past, that person had never stepped into the martial arts world!"

"And this person has condensed the body of the origin!"

Yan Ruxue said to herself, thinking of the loss of dozens of generals in Da Yan this time, and Jing Ke was such a strong person, Yan Ruxue felt a little heartbroken.

"The crusade must not be delayed because of this, this expedition, the emperor must break the last seal of the Martial God, and chase the Martial God!"

The majestic coercion permeated the palace, and Yan Ruxue's voice was full of categorical meaning.

Zhao Guo, in a magnificent palace, Zhao Xiao is playing against a white-haired veteran, and black and white chess pieces crisscross and land on the chessboard.

Staring at the chessboard, Zhao Xiao said in a deep voice: "Ancestor, the Yan Kingdom has already sent out the scattered troops to hunt down and kill this person, what should my Zhao Kingdom do?"

Hearing this, the white-haired veteran raised his head, and a hint of killing flashed in his clear eyes, "Emperor Yan's move is really the next step, this person can kill Zhao Kuo, his strength must be extremely strong, if this person intends to restrain his breath, how can ordinary martial arts realm martial artists find his traces! Hehe, in Lian's opinion, with his initiative, it is better to let the other party throw himself into the net!"

"Self-casting?" Zhao Xiaojian frowned slightly, slightly puzzled.

"This person is the Martial God Election Clan!" insisted on falling, the veteran looked at the endgame, and said lightly: "My emperor, this chess game, Lian has won, send off!"

Before the words fell, the figure of the veteran suddenly disappeared into the palace......

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