Chapter 994

Boom!

As soon as Yang Ye's voice dropped, the last sword light column suddenly exploded. Then, a dark red awn flashed through the scene, and directly fell into the center of Yang Ye's eyebrows.

As soon as Yang Ye's body was stiff, at the next moment, a column of blood rose from Yang Ye's body, and the whole hall instantly turned into vermicelli. At the same time, the blood column went straight into the sky, and the sword array originally guarding jianzhai peak was directly blasted out of a huge hole by the blood column. In an instant, the sky was red with blood, just like the end of the day!

All the strong men of the ancient sword room were shocked, and all the sword lights rose to the sky and rushed to the side of Yang Ye.

"What's the matter? Did the boa Saint do it? "

"It's impossible. The blood column appeared from inside our ancient sword room. Is there a traitor in our ancient sword room?"

"No, it has a strong smell of blood. It can erode people's mind. Let's use our sword to resist it."

"..."

"well, what's going on here?"

In the field, elder Hu looked at the scene in front of him, a little confused.

"What the hell is going on?"

At this time, Jian Wuchen and the four elders appeared beside elder Hu and others.

Elder Hu's throat rolled, then pointed to Yang Ye, who was stiff in place, and said, "well, the boy just said to the burial heaven," bury the sky, mix with me. "Then, the burial heaven flew into his body. Well, this thing shouldn't be like this. How could it be like this? How could the burial day choose this boy? Not at all

"Bury heaven and recognize the Lord!"

Sword dust-free look extremely dignified, not only he, but also the faces of several saints around him. Suddenly, a few people thought of what, the dignified face suddenly became ugly.

"With this boy's character and heart, this burial day is a perfect match for him. Ah, something big is going to happen! Elder Hu, I'm not talking about you, you, how can you let him contact this burial day? It's a small matter to bury the sky. If the boy is destroyed because of the burial, then our ancient sword studio will decline in the future. " An old man looked at elder Hu and said with pain.

Hu Chang's old face puffed, and then said bitterly: "Heaven can be learned, I really didn't expect that this boy could be recognized by the burial day. If I knew he could get the approval of the burial day, I would not bring him here At this time, he really regretted bringing Yang ye here.

Jian Wuchen shook his head and said: "things may not be so bad that they can't be cured. This boy is a virtual sword. Maybe he can suppress the anger and killing of the heaven."

"What if you can't hold it down?" A saint suddenly said.

"He must hold it down for me!" The sword is dust-free, the voice is cold and the eyes are cold.

"Indeed Elder Hu said in a deep voice: "if a man can't control the sword, he will be enslaved by the sword. At that time, he will not be him. If he can't control it, we have to suppress him. Otherwise, it will definitely be a disaster to our ancient sword studio. "

They nodded in agreement.

In the field, Yang Ye's whole body is completely covered by the blood column, his body is constantly shaking, and the nihilistic sword sense is constantly suppressing those murderous intentions and anger.

Gradually, the poplar leaf body began to change. His body began to change color, turning blood red.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wuchen and others' eyes shrank and their hands slowly clenched.

Soon, Yang Ye's neck, face, and finally his eyes turned bright red.

Boom!

At this time, the sword of nihilism suddenly gushed out of Yang Ye's body and appeared on the left side of Yang Ye's body. But soon, another red light came out of his body and appeared on the right side of his body. The two swords are constantly suppressing each other, but at this time, the meaning of the sword of nihilism completely falls behind!

"There is no boundary to kill!"

Seeing the red awn, Jian Wuchen and others were shocked. Among them, elder Hu lost his voice and said, "well, how can this boy be a murderous man in nothingness? Even if the burial day can improve his killing intention, it is impossible to directly promote his killing intention to nihilism."

"He was meant to kill in the middle of nowhere!"

Jian Wuchen took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said, "I can't imagine how crazy he would be if he had mastered the killing intention of nihility and was enslaved by heaven."

"This son has a firm character and a clear heart. He is almost flawless. Maybe he can hold down the funeral!" A saint said in a deep voice.

When his voice falls, Yang Ye's hair instantly turns blood red. At the same time, Yang Ye's nihilistic sword meaning is directly suppressed back into the body by nihilistic killing intention.

The meaning of nihilistic sword disappears, and a bloody red sword without a hilt suddenly appears between Yang Ye's eyebrows.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wuchen's eyes shrank violently, and he immediately said, "let's go, suppress him!"

At this time, Yang Ye suddenly opened his eyes, and the two blood awns shot out from Yang Ye's eyes and rushed to a saint in front of him.

The old sage's face changed slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, a wisp of sword Qi shot out, and the two bloody awns exploded together. A blast, the old man's sword Qi actually dissipated directly, and Yang Ye's two blood awns instantly exploded on the old man's body.Hiss!

Two blood skeletons suddenly appeared on the old man, and he took two steps backward.

At this time, the sword dust-free six people suddenly hand, six sword awns from different directions lock to the poplar leaf.

Yang Ye has a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth. He holds his right hand forward, and a bloody sword without a hilt appears in his hand. As soon as the sword appears, Yang Ye's hand is delimited. Then, a trace of blood flows from Yang Ye's arm blood vessels towards the Blood Sword. Under the influx of his blood, the Blood Sword became more and more solid, more and more strange.

At the next moment, Yang Ye waved his blood sword in front of him!

A piece of bloody sword Qi splashed out from the blood sword!

Boom!

The sword Qi of the six men of Jian Wuchen was suddenly dispersed, and the speed of the bloody sword Qi did not decrease. They chopped at Jian Wuchen and others.

Jian Wuchen's six people's faces changed slightly. Obviously, they didn't expect that the poplar leaves could smash their sword spirit so easily!

Sword dust-free, eyes slightly narrowed, step forward a step, with a wave of the right hand, a sword radiated out, and that blood together!

Boom!

With a loud noise, the two burst apart, and the sword was shaken back two steps!

Seeing this scene, the faces of elder Hu and others changed. Elder Hu said in a deep voice: "don't keep your hands. At this time, he has the power to bury the heaven. In addition, he has mastered two kinds of nihilistic artistic conception, which is not inferior to that of ordinary saints. We can't keep our hands, or...

speaking of this, sword Wuchen on one side suddenly lost his voice and said, "be careful!"

As soon as the sound of sword dust-free falls, Yang Ye suddenly turns into a blood vessel and disappears in the same place. When he appears again, he is already behind elder Hu. But elder Hu's body became stiff, and there was a sword hole in his chest!

Elder Hu's body was stiff in place, and his eyes were full of shock. "God level sword skill... Double artistic conception... Burial in heaven..." with that, elder Hu's body went straight ahead and fell down. Fortunately, a saint beside him quickly helped him, and then took out a Amethyst and threw it into his mouth, which relieved old Hu's injury.

"You are crazy

Seeing that Yang Ye almost killed elder Hu, Jian Wuchen roared, and his right palm suddenly chopped at Yang Ye. A sharp shot of sword Qi came out. The sword Qi was so fast that Yang Ye didn't respond to it.

Boom!

Yang Ye flew thousands of feet away directly, but he didn't have a thing, because when the sword was dust-free, the sword armor covered his body.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wuchen and others are all puffing at the corners of their mouths!

"What's that boy going to do?" At this time, a holy name.

All eyes coagulate a look, only saw at this time Yang Ye suddenly holds that blood sword to stick to own eyebrow heart, eyes slightly closed up. With the eyes closed, a torrent of murderous intent and anger swept from the poplar leaves. The space around the poplar leaves actually cracked directly, and the cracks with thick arms spread rapidly. In a short time, they spread to thousands of meters around!

Everyone's eyelids leaped, and their eyes were dignified, because elder Hu was almost killed by this sword just now!

Sword dust-free eyes slightly narrowed, right hand slowly clenched up, way: "boy, you are not awake, I can only beat you."

However, Yang Ye's momentum is getting stronger and stronger. The killing intention makes the whole jianzhai peak eroded except for the saints. One by one, they almost become killing machines!

Because of this, people like Jian Wuchen can't help but play.

Boom!

Once again, a blood column rose from the poplar leaves and stabbed the sky!

The faces of Jian Wuchen and others gradually became gloomy. At this time, Yang Ye's nihilism and sword sense gushed out. Yang Ye's blood red eyes were clear now, but they were struggling.

"Roar!"

Yang Ye suddenly roared, then turned around, flashed, and disappeared in place. Long space cracks appear at the end of the sky...

"chase?" Asked one of the saints.

Jian Wuchen hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "we underestimated him. He should not be completely demonized. His will is far beyond ordinary people. Maybe he can resist the erosion of the burial heaven! Ah, it's up to him to make it all by himself. "

...

tens of thousands of miles away, a red awn falls into a mountain range.

Boom!

With a loud noise, everything in the mountain range of tens of thousands of miles turned into powder in an instant!

Where the poplar leaves fall, the ground directly collapses and subsides for nearly a thousand feet, and a long abyss appears in the field.

In the abyss, Yang Ye knelt on one knee on his right foot. In his right hand, it was the bloody sword that was still sucking his blood!

In front of Yang Ye, there are sable and Xiaobai. The sable looks frightened and flustered, while Xiaobai hides behind the sable and looks at the poplar leaf in horror and shivers.

At this time, Yang Ye suddenly raised his head, and then the bloody sword in his hand chopped down towards the sable and Xiaobai.

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