Ye Tianchen felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, the hairs on his body stood on end, and an unprecedented breath of death spread throughout his body.
Um.....?
He looked nervous, what happened?
The Blood Burial Sword in his hand actually made him feel death and terror.
In an instant, the Blood Burial Sword began to shake slightly, as if some big terror was about to rush out from it.
The twelve god kings standing in front of Ye Tianchen all had sinister expressions and murderous intent on their bodies, ready to launch a fatal blow to Ye Tianchen at any time.
The first god-king of the Western Holy See showed a fierce look, with a cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes. He laughed ferociously and said angrily: "Ye Tianchen, I didn't expect you to push our twelve-way god-king to this point."
"You will be able to stand out from the crowd in this life."
"If you can die in the hands of our twelve god kings, I can brag about it when I see more than 800 people in your Ye family."
When he said this, he seemed to have thought of something, and said with a hint of evil in the corner of his mouth: "Oh... I forgot."
"I am afraid that everyone in the Ye family has lost their souls and disappeared forever. There is no reincarnation."
"Tsk tsk tsk...what a pity!"
"The great Xia Shuai Ye is going to die here today."
The Xixuanmen God King next to him had dark eyes. He interrupted the Holy See God King and said angrily: "Okay... do it quickly."
"Kill him, this kid is very evil."
"It will save you long nights and many dreams."
Although the Western Holy See God King was unhappy, he still nodded and said: "Let's do it together."
"Kill him while he's sick."
Boom boom boom...!
The terrifying auras on the twelve people burst out instantly, and the vast and surging energy gathered crazily in front of everyone, and different attack methods targeted the vital parts of Ye Tianchen's body.
Boo hoo hoo hoo...!
Twelve terrifying attacks came with the sound of breaking through the air. They were majestic and filled with murderous intent. They could crush everything and kill everything.
Ye Tianchen's heart was filled with anger, and his body was trembling slightly. Looking at the twelve people rushing up, he held his sword with both hands and swept out with a fierce sword.
scold!
It seemed like a light sword, but the space in front of him shook slightly. The bloody sword light was like a shooting star, extremely bright and dazzling, and he didn't know how much stronger it was than before.
Ye Tianchen suddenly felt a bone-chilling pain in his palm. The energy in his body seemed to be drained away. His mind went blank and his body was knocked back hundreds of meters. At the same time, the Blood Burial Sword broke away from Ye Tianchen as if it had a soul. The palm of his hand inserted quietly into the snow, like a child who had done something wrong.
The twelve people who had just charged stiffened, and their attacks were destroyed like brittle paper under the bloody sword light. They disappeared in the air instantly, and at the same time, twelve bloody heads flew out.
Hee hee hee hee hee...!
The column of blood surged crazily, like a fountain staining a large area of snow.
In the distance, Ye Tianchen's face was extremely pale. Looking at the horrifying scene in front of him, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.
The pretty face of Hong Yao in the blood coffin changed drastically, and she said angrily: "Blood burial... what are you doing?"
The Blood Burial Sword that had been quietly inserted into the earth trembled slightly, and the bloody glow was blazing. A voice that was both aggrieved and speechless appeared in Hong Ying's mind: "Master... he is really too weak, even for me I can’t stand even one ten millionth of the sword energy.”
"This is the limit of what I can control."
As he spoke, the sword spirit in the blood burial sighed softly.
She is so difficult.
However, Hong Yao never reprimanded Blood Burial because she knew how powerful the Blood Burial Sword was.
Ye Tianchen's body outside was a little exhausted. Although he was an ancient warrior, activating a trace of sword energy in the Blood Burial Sword required strong energy as a support, and he had been drained.
His eyes were scarlet and filled with endless suspicion as he stared at the Blood Burial Sword in the distance. He was stunned in shock and could not utter a word.
He raised his hand and looked at his palm, which had been in terrible shape for a long time, and said with surprise on his face: "What happened just now?"
"Why is that sword so powerful?"
He looked up and saw twelve human heads in the distance and was stunned.
Isn't this too outrageous?
One sword actually killed twelve martial arts masters?
this......!
Ye Tianchen's eyes were dull and full of disbelief.
He was ready for a fight to the death, but in the end he didn't expect to be able to solve it with just one sword.
On the other side, Black Rose, who was waiting to break through the 78th Formation, was interrupted by the words of an old man behind him.
"Saint... Something happened!"
Black Rose was focused on breaking the formation and didn't care about other things.
She said impatiently: "What could happen?"
"No big deal is as important as this saint's breaking of the formation."
The old man looked horrified and said urgently: "Holy girl, look over there."
Black Rose turned around suddenly and was about to get angry and said: "Your fucking ears...are deaf...!"
Before she could finish her words, she froze on the spot, her pretty face changed drastically, and her eyelids kept trembling.
With a look of disbelief on his face, he trembled: "What's going on...?"
"Where are the Twelve God Kings of the West?"
The old man beside him had a numb scalp and whispered: "Dead...all are dead."
"All twelve people died."
Gudong!
Black Rose's eyes were horrified, and she swallowed involuntarily. Her heart was already filled with turmoil, and she quickly asked: "Who killed him?"
"Is there anyone else here?"
The old man beside him quickly said: "The saint was killed by Ye Tianchen!"
"He... only used one sword."
"A sword?"
Black Rose's face was full of shock and she said coldly: "Twelve god kings were killed with one sword?"
"Old man, do you think I'm an idiot?"
Black Rose's murderous intent surged, and an icy cold air swept out. Her eyes were like eagles, staring at Ye Tianchen who was lying on the ground with the same confused look on his face and said angrily: "Impossible!"
"How could he kill the twelve god kings with one sword? I don't believe it!"
"Heixiazi, it's your turn to take action."
"I thought it would be useful to have you with me, but I didn't expect you to show up early."
Black Rose's expression was indifferent, and a cold light flashed in the depths of her eyes. The aura on her body could vaguely be felt as she continued to unblock, and her cultivation level was slowly improving.
For a moment, a tall man with droopy ears and gray temples appeared, with a slightly larger head and a high nose. He held a scimitar in his hand. His aura was vast and surging, like a vast ocean, inexhaustible.
When he appeared, he was like a big mountain, giving people an unprecedented sense of oppression.
But his eyes were covered by a black strip of cloth, adding a bit of mystery to the originally weird and powerful image.
blind?
Black blind man?
The blind man bowed respectfully to the black rose and whispered: "Saint, please don't worry, I will kill every ant."
