Chapter 632: Kill till the sky is dark



retreat?

The war has begun.

Want to quit? Did you ask me if I agree? Ye Changsheng looked at me with disdain, holding the Divine Punishment Sword, like a tyrant returning from a bloodbath.

step.

step.

Walk towards the strong man of the Ancient Holy Palace.

The killing world is released.

Killing all around.

The terrifying murderous aura crushed down and enveloped everyone, and the strong men of the Ancient Holy Palace shuddered with fear.

Everyone was trembling.

I was really scared.

It's just one step away from being scared to death.

Each of the hundred strong men was stronger than Ye Changsheng, but more than half of them were killed in an instant.

Ye Changsheng’s realm is not as high as theirs, but he has an outrageous number of cards up his sleeve, and he can kill people in various ways.

The strong men who were killed even had different postures of death.

You said you were scared.

Compared with the strength of the Earth Supreme, they envy Ye Changsheng more for having so many trump cards.

When Lin Qiye and Fang Dugu saw Ye Changsheng rushing towards them madly, their faces turned ugly. They knew it was impossible to leave.

Fang Dugu said: "Qiye, Ye Changsheng has gone crazy. If this continues, we will suffer too much loss."

Lin Qiye said: "Uncle Fang, the Illusion Sky Formation, as long as we can trap Ye Changsheng for a while, our people can leave."

Fang Dugu nodded and waved his hand. Hundreds of mysterious stones appeared in the air and a large formation slowly emerged.

Ye Changsheng found that the formation was covering him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword Plate appeared under his feet.

The trend continues unabated and moves forward.

Possessing the strength of an Earth Supreme, he can already unleash half the power of the Heaven Smiting Sword Disk.

Boundless sword energy wrapped around Ye Changsheng and spread out endlessly. Wherever it passed, a vortex of sword energy swallowed the sky.

This moment.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword Disk had already run away with Ye Changsheng, and the void turned into a black hole of sword dao. Originally, only murderous aura enveloped the strong men of the Holy Palace.

Now with the added pressure of sword energy, they suffered a double blow, and marks of explosion appeared on their bodies.

It could explode at any time.

Ye Changsheng stood proudly on the Heaven-Slaying Sword Plate, his black hair flying wildly, and his voice was like thunder, "Come, fuck me."

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

If you want to kill everyone, then kill them all.

If you want to kill, then kill until you are dead.

The sound resounded through the sky, like a punishment from heaven.

horrible.

It's really terrible.

laugh.

A sword light flew out, the Milky Way hung in the air, and hit Fang Dugu.

One hit.

Fang Dugu's figure retreated violently. He looked down and found that his body was broken. Ye Changsheng's sword was really too tricky.

The attack is three inches below the lower abdomen.

So cruel.

When Lin Qiye saw Fang Dugu's body was destroyed, his eyes narrowed slightly and a silver scholar's pen appeared in his hand.

Writing quickly.

Ancient characters appeared, flashing brilliant golden light, and flew towards Ye Changsheng.

Playing with a pen?

Ye Changsheng was embarrassed to say that he actually also had a pen, a very powerful one.

What’s it called?

This is the trouble that comes with having too many treasures.

Oh, right, the Eternal Life Pen.

Too bad he doesn't plan to use it.

As a sword practitioner, nothing is more convenient than using a sword.

moment.

A sword flew out and met the characters in front of him.

boom.

boom.

The sound of an explosion spread, and a golden light covered the two of them.

Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Qiye who was flying backwards. At this moment, he was still outlining strange characters.

No, this time he was drawing something, and he thought it was a painting.

Ye Changsheng was a little confused. This painting was not as beautiful as the one he painted with a water gun.

But he is uneducated and can only say "I'm going to make my way in the world".

This painting is quite amazing! It is like a long river of time and space, with all kinds of messy things in it, and all kinds of mythical beasts that have disappeared for a long time appear.

Fly out and attack towards him.

It turns out this guy is a painter.

Why are you here to fight and kill instead of being a good painter? Ye Changsheng was calm and composed, and the divine punishment flashed, "Judgment!"

laugh.

laugh.

The sword path reached nine heavens, and he died together with the divine beast that charged towards him.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Lin Qiye raised a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth, "Ye Changsheng, you are dead."

A picture of time and space.

This is the most powerful of his many magical powers. One scroll contains countless mythical beasts, ferocious beasts, undead spirits, and puppets.

But all this was done under Lin Qiye's orders. Now seeing that Ye Changsheng's sword light couldn't hurt him at all, he thought he had arrived at his home court.

He wanted to become the master and take charge of everything here, but suddenly he noticed a blood-red spot on his white clothes.

impossible.

This is absolutely impossible, how could he be injured? His uncle didn't come here in the past few days.

Lin Qiye was terrified, looking at the sword pattern left in front of him, "That sword light."

A shudder.

As expected of a disciple of the Sword Hall, his attainments in swordsmanship are so terrifying.

At this time.

Fang Dugu came to Lin Qiye and said, "Young Master, retreat first. Ye Changsheng still has a trump card. Even if we try our best, we can't defeat him."

Lin Qiye did not hesitate, "Retreat!"

Fang Dugu said: "Protect the Third Young Master and evacuate!"

At the command.

The two of them turned around and fled, while the other powerful men from the Taikoo Holy Palace had to stay and be killed by Ye Changsheng.

Status determines who escapes first.

That's the rule.

When Ye Changsheng saw the two men running away, he rushed out, but a strong man from the Holy Palace stopped him.

The blood mist dissipated.

Ye Changsheng was the only one left in the void.

He stood upright on the Heaven-Smiting Sword Plate, like an undefeated master.

On the long street.

Tian Yu Xiaohua's face turned pale, and her voice trembled, "Master Ye, you win."

Tianque swallowed hard, "Too strong, simply invincible."

Tian Yuxiao said: "The Budao Langjun, his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

At this time.

Ye Shiwan and Huang Yunxuan stepped forward, both of them had scars all over their bodies, but they had smiles on their faces.

Obviously, they gained a lot from the battle just now.

Another figure appeared, and it was none other than Yan Chiyu.

Huang Yunxuan asked, "Chiyu, you only killed one person, why did you take so long?"

Yan Chiyu said: "What person? That Dugu Gangdan is not a good guy. He actually ambushed strong men in secret and wanted to trick me."

"Fortunately, I was quite smart and saw through his plot. Then, I fought against the ten strongest men of Jiuyou Palace on my own."

"Do you know how brutal it was? I fought with them for dozens of rounds, and they took off their clothes because they were so hot."

Everyone: “.”

Yan Chiyu added: "Despite this, I still managed to break their defense."

Ye Changsheng said: "Akayu, stop talking nonsense. The crisis has not been resolved yet. The three of you stay here. I'm going to the Shrine."

Yan Chiyu's face changed, "Master, there are more powerful people this time, I'm afraid the three of us can't hold on!"

The words fell.

But he found that Ye Changsheng had disappeared.

“I really can’t stand it!”

Huang Yunxuan said: "Chiyu, no matter how powerful you are, is there a time when you can't hold on?"

Yan Chiyu said: "Ah Huang, you'd better not say anything, otherwise I will raise my gun and cut off all your male characteristics from the root."

Huang Yunxuan: “.”

Yan Chiyu turned around and looked up at the sky, his expression extremely solemn, "Who did the master offend? Each one is more perverted than the other."

"If you keep fighting like this, I'm going to die of exhaustion."


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