Chapter 2147

Poof!

The bloody light was so dazzling that the old man in the blood robe was pierced or pierced by his own sword. The power of this sword was called a tyrant, which almost gave him seconds. What was embarrassing was that he didn't know what happened from the beginning to the end.

He was seriously injured, ye Chen and spurt blood, fell from the void, landing in a pool of blood.

As previously said, this is a great battle in which one thousand enemies are wounded and eight hundred are lost. The blood power has been weakened a lot after several times of using the secret method, but the power of the counterattack is more and more fierce.

"Who is it? Who are you?" The old man in the blood robe was gnashing his teeth, and his eyes were scarlet. He carried the bloody sword and came unsteadily to cut off Ye Chen's head.

Ye Chen also got up, or stand still unsteadily, the mouth gushes blood unceasingly, can not help but sneer, he is too high to see this spirit empty state, empty has a body of cultivation, but can fight the skill, but rotten in a mess.

He dares to say that, arrogant Chu can completely abuse the old man of blood robe if he takes out a real Yang state casually. You know, his monks of big Chu have experienced the baptism of life and death in the war of fighting against demons. That kind of state of mind is not comparable to that of the old man in blood robe.

"Who is it? Who are you?" The old man in the blood robe was still roaring and furious to the point of madness. He was injured by a Banxian and nearly died. He was arrogant as an immortal and regarded it as a great disgrace. If this matter came out, he would not have the face to mix up again.

Ye Chen laughs but doesn't speak. He stands firm. He once again turns out to be a sword. Although he is more injured than the old man in blood robe, he is more powerful than the old man in blood robe. He staggers all the way and attacks and kills him.

Is the spirit empty state very anxious? Did I kill the emperor?

His attack made the old man more angry, like a mad dog.

Poof!

Poof!

The fight between the two became primitive and bloody. If you cut me, I would stab him back.

Ah!

The old man in the blood robe went mad, howling more and more excited.

Facts have proved that output can't just rely on roaring. It's useless to shout loudly. As a student of Ye Dashao, people don't say anything. They just bury themselves in work and chop a sword when they have time. Moreover, they are very self-motivated. After cutting a sword, they still think about kicking another foot.

His playing method is very unruly. He focuses on the key points of the people, and after dozens of moves, he suddenly turns an old man into a eunuch.

It's not blowing. It's just the old man in the blood robe. Add some soy sauce and vinegar, and you can fry a plate.

The battle here is in full swing. The Ming emperor on the Jieming mountain can see the corners of his mouth straight. Sometimes he will take a look at the emperor's wasteland on his side. Suddenly, he feels chilly under his crotch. The look in his eyes represents too many moral meanings: do you all fight like this?

The Emperor Huang gave a dry cough, not only the cool wind blowing under the crotch of the Ming emperor, but also he was the same. He saw Ye Chen's fight with the old man from the beginning to the end. He witnessed Ye Chen's sword after sword, cutting off the people. Don't look at it, just think about it, and feel pain.

On Jieming mountain, there is another person besides them. If you take a closer look, it is Qin Mengyao.

This girl, a little bit of that.

I don't know why, looking at the fighting picture, she always remembered a saying Zhao Yun used to say in those days: people are floating in the river and lake, how can they not be cut off.

And ye Chen's battle, it is a good exposition of this truth, or how to say they are good brothers, perfect match.

Under the three people's gaze, the battle came to an end.

The old man with blood robe was defeated. He lay on the ground powerless and lost his human form. There was a lot of blood foam in his mouth and countless scars all over his body. To say the most painful place, he still didn't know how to fight the war. He was confused and lost. The one who was in pain was called a heartrending one, which greatly reduced his fighting power and was beaten all the way. He was really an unfortunate child, so many ordinary people Gu Xing, happened to come here, so coincidentally... Ran into a dead pervert, beat him to doubt life.

Look at Ye Chen again, it is the whole body blood Hula.

Compared with the old man with blood robe, he is a little better. At least, his love is still there, and ye Chen's whole body belongs to its most spiritual.

A gust of autumn wind blows, ye Chen gets up again, carrying the Dao Sword Stained with blood, staggers step by step, and walks to the old man in the blood robe. He is not dead yet. That must be destroyed, and then he will suffer from infinite. The vitality of the monk is extremely strong, and he can't leave the root of disaster.

"Who the hell are you?" The old man in the blood robe glared at Ye Chen. After fighting, he realized how terrible this half immortal looked like a mole ant. No matter what secret method or fighting mood, he was above him. Compared with the two, he was basically crushed except for his cultivation.

"It's a good journey." Ye Chen did not answer the question and raised his sword.

"If you die, you will be buried." The old man in the blood robe grinned ferociously, and his eyes were full of crazy colors. His body swelled in an instant, and his tyrannical force was surging. At a glance, he knew that he was going to explode himself.

Ye Chen's color changes. The sword he raises suddenly withdraws back, because it's too late. At present, the most important thing is to run away.

"I'm not alone with you on the road." With the forest smile, the old man in the blood robe burst. Taking the land as the center, a layer of dead blood color halo spread out to all directions. In the place where he passed, the rocks collapsed and turned into fly ash. The towering ancient trees fell in pieces, and the trees were cut off.Ye Chen is still running away, one step at a time with bloody footprints, staggering.

When the halo was about to come, he turned around and forced out the only remaining blood force. In front of him, he gathered a shield.

In a flash, the shield broke, and he flew out, skimming over the mountains and into a river. With the rolling waves, he drifted far away, and the blood in his body dyed the river red.

At this point, the world fell into silence.

I don't know when, just saw a black robed man appeared in the mountain forest. She was the imperial concubine of Yinyue. Listening to the wave of the war, she saw a world full of devastation. She was still intelligent. Following the blood of Ye Chen, she came to the Bank of the river and searched down the river.

It is Ye Chen's life, not drowned, floating to a reef.

When the imperial concubine of Yinyue arrived, it was dawn. Seeing ye Chen still had life, she was relieved and took her back to the ancient tomb to nourish Ye Chen's body. He was hurt too much. If not for the shield of his blood, he would have been destroyed.

Yinyue imperial concubine is shocked. She is shocked by Ye Chen's strength. As a half immortal, she actually destroyed a spirit void state. This is still in the sealed state. If he was in his heyday, how terrible he would be, he must be a great God.

Ye Chen lies quietly, still in a faint. Although he is a Banxian, his restorative power is domineering. In addition, the source crystal spiritual power nourishes the whole body's blood gully, which is rapidly recovering.

Yinyue imperial concubine is not idle. When ye Chen is sleeping, she goes out more than once and goes to the mountain forest again. Although the old man in the blood robe explodes, she leaves a lot of treasures, such as spirit tools and source crystal fragments. Collecting them is of great use. At least, they can absorb the spiritual power.

At night, a breeze blows into the main tomb, carrying the fragrance of women.

If ye Chen is awake, he will be able to perceive that it is the woman who dreamt of him here.

Ye Chen, who is sleeping, only feels a jade hand brushing his face. The feeling is very familiar and warm. Vaguely, he can hear the gentle words of a woman calling his name.

In the tomb, the imperial concubine of Yinyue, sitting cross legged, opened her eyes more than once and looked around. She always felt that there was a fourth person in the tomb besides her husband and ye Chen. Unfortunately, her moral conduct was still shallow and could not be perceived.

The next day and night, ye Chencai woke up from a faint. He was weak and dizzy. He rubbed his eyebrows and remembered the previous events. He fought with a spirit empty state.

"Master, you are awake." Yinyue imperial concubine draws a wisp of spiritual power and melts into Ye Chen's body.

"How long have I slept?" Ye Chen rubs the eyebrow heart hard.

"Two days."

"I've been through hell again." Ye Chen got out of the stone bed, but he was still weak. Fortunately, he was the winner and slaughtered the old man with blood robes. If he was the loser, the ancient star would have been a river of blood.