Chapter 719

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Empty sky above, is full of roaring sound, the war as always tragic.

As Tianzong's ancestor said, it was only a matter of time before Tong Xuan was defeated. He, who was powerful in battle, was beaten to no avail in front of Ye Chen.

At the moment, Xutian has been covered with a bloody veil, two bloody figures are still fighting, a master, a disciple, at this moment, like an immortal enemy.

Poof!

In the roar, the immortal tongxuan is cut down by Ye Chen, and his bloody figure falls down from the sky, which is dazzling.

Boom!

Under the attention of the public, the falling body of immortal tongxuan smashed heavily on the earth.

He was hurt too much, his whole body was bleeding, an arm was torn in the war, half of his head was broken, and there was no human form any more. This is probably the worst injury he has suffered since his cultivation.

Win!

The sky and the earth were in a state of excitement.

"He... He beat his grandfather." Those who are held in Hengyue dungeon seem to be able to see the scene outside.

Seeing the bloody scene, his body was trembling and his face was pale, because they knew that when Tong Xuan was defeated, they would never have a chance to turn over again, and the consequences could be imagined.

I regret it! Regret and ye Chen for the enemy!

It is not until now that they realize what they have caused such as Zuo Qingming and Qiutian.

It's impossible. It's impossible!

Yin Zhiping, who was locked on the stone tablet, roared hysterically like a mad dog. His eyes were fierce and his face was ferocious and twisted.

Ye Chen's strong, let him not accept, Tong Xuan's defeat, but also let him not accept, because his last glimmer of hope is also dashed, he knows, waiting for him will be thousands of cuts.

Bang!

In the shock of the tide, ye Chen fell from the sky, maybe his body was too heavy, so that the earth was trampled.

He was also injured, but in the fight against Yin Zhiping, these were nothing. He had a domineering ancient holy body and a domineering resilience, which allowed him to ignore the scars on his body.

"Tong Xuan, you lost." Ye Chen looks at Tong Xuan quietly, his words are flat and light.

"I am right! I'm right Under the attention of all the people, immortal tongxuan got up, staggered and roared hysterically. Until then, he did not want to admit that he was wrong.

"You're right. You're right." Ye Chen said faintly, "but are you right or wrong? What's the relationship with us? Who will care about your right and wrong? Where is the right and wrong in this world? What qualifications do you have to discuss this issue with me? Did you ever think that there will be today

Ah!

Ye Chen's words let the immortal tongxuan roar again. His heart burst and he lay down on his back.

On the verge of life and death, he laughed a little sad.

Once upon a time, how could he not know Yin Zhiping's malignity? How could he not know that ye Chen was more suitable to be a leader than Yin Zhiping? How could he know how wrong he was.

However, he knew that he was wrong, but he was unwilling to admit his mistake, because he was the ancestor of Hengyue and the heaven of Hengyue. He believed that there was no mistake and his dignity could not be disobeyed.

Now, he is eating his own evil fruit. He is high above the others and betrays his relatives. No one will hurt him until he dies. On ghost day, maybe no one will give him a stick of incense. His ending is to turn into a pile of loess in a grave full of weeds.

How dare I go to see the ancestors of Hengyue!

Before the light of his eyes disappeared, a flash of self mockery flashed through his mouth, but his repentance came a little late.

At this moment, the cold wind is howling, and the song of death is ringing through the world, carrying sadness, vicissitudes and fatigue.

The so-called winner and loser is so cruel that the loser is doomed to a miserable end.

Oh!

Looking at the immortal tongxuan closed his eyes, Yang Dingtian sighed one after another, and there was pain in their eyes.

Although they hated Tong Xuan, he was, after all, a great teacher in the past.

Until now, they still remember the scene when they were brought to Hengyue for the first time. At that time, they were so innocent and how they thought of standing opposite to their master.

Oh!

With another sigh, Yang Dingtian moved his steps and took away the body of immortal tongxuan. Even though he hated again, he still had to give him a place to return to.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Soon, a succession of shouts to kill sounded, Hengyue Zong, such as tide figure killed out, straight to Yin Zhiping.

"No, no... no..." Yin Zhiping's eyes were full of panic, his face turned pale and his body was shaking.

"If you come out, you always have to pay it back." Xie Yun and they came up with the sword in their hands. At the moment, no one will have pity. Blood debt should be paid with blood. If you don't kill you, how can we comfort the dead.Ah!

In the shrill wail, Yin Zhiping was drowned. His blood flowed on the quilt and dyed everyone's name engraved on the stone tablet.

The end of a big play is a great delight to the people.

And here, ye Chen has come to the gate of hengyuezong dungeon with his sword in his hand. His expression is not happy or worried, and there is no emotion fluctuation at all.

"Ye Chen When ye Chen was about to enter the dungeon, Chu ling'er grabbed him, as if he knew what he was going to do. Others, such as Yang Dingtian and Tianzong's ancestors, also looked at Ye Chen.

"I'll do the killing." Ye Chen faintly opened his mouth, then lifted his feet into the hengyuezong dungeon.

"Spare us, spare us, spare us." Seeing ye Chen come in with his sword, immortal Qingyang and Zhao Zhijing plead one after another. Although they know that these are useless skills, they still hold a glimmer of hope.

Ye Chen didn't say anything. He came slowly, and his pace was very steady. He didn't hear of the real man Qingyang's plea. Some of them just kept waving the sword in his hand.

At the moment, he is coldblooded than anyone else. Behind him are a series of bloody footprints. Every time he wields a sword, there will be a lot of people falling into the pool of blood. Even if he is dead, his eyes still have a look of fear.

Come out to mix, always have to pay back!

Ye Chen's voice in the dungeon lasts for a long time. While your hands are covered with blood, you should think of today.

Ah!

The dungeon was filled with shrill screams and howls, and it was as if the dungeon was an endless hell.

Oh!

Yang Dingtian and they sigh again.

This is the cruelty of seizing power by force, full of blood.

I don't know when, the scream just annihilated.

Under the attention of the public, ye Chen walked out of the underground palace, holding the blood dripping Chixiao sword in his hand, and his whole body was covered with blood, as if he was a blood Shura coming out of hell.

I don't know why, seeing ye Chen in such a shape, everyone in the scene inexplicably gave birth to a sense of fear.