The Legend of Futian

186. Chapter 186 chapter of the death of Qianyang

Chapter 186 chapter of the death of Qianyang

Ye Wu dust stood there, like a sword, he looked at the five people in front of him, started talking: “Leave, or die.”

These days, Qian Yang’s attitude has become very obvious. Waiting for them to leave, and then robbing them of the treasures they have acquired in the ruins, even already clearly stated, there is no cover.

Ye Futian went to the outside world during this time, Qianyang they have been staring at them, they have been regarded as prey.

In this case, there is no need to say more.

When you leave, the two sides are safe.

If you don’t leave, you are an enemy, only one can die.

There are still not many words in the leaves, and simple words are enough to express his attitude.

When Qian Yang and others heard Ye Wuchen, they showed a strange look. All five of them were peaks and peaks. Even if there is no dust in the leaves, how can we smooth the gap between the realms?

It’s just Zhao Han, he’s afraid that he won’t be able to deal with it, not to mention that Qianyang has the prince Destiny, and the strength is not small enough to kill the usual figures.

“The arm is broken, and the brain is not good enough?” Stone system is cold and started talking.

“Thousands of thousands, this is that he killed the door, died here, the saint should not blame us?” Yue Linglong said with a smile.

“Zhao Han.” At this time, Qianyang started talking: “Kill him, the sword is yours.”

“Many thanks thousands of less.” Zhao Han nodded, he is doing this, the same sword repair, Ye clean sword, he wants.

Going forward, Zhao Han released an incomparably fierce sword. Behind him, a sword shadow appeared, like a sword with a handle that was constantly squirting, hanging behind Zhao Han and humming.

“Since you are asking to die, you have to fulfill your business.”

Zhao Han’s eyes are extremely cold, and the killing intent is fierce. He is the son of the Imperial Sword Sect sect master. The innate talent is outstanding, but in the Wanghou Grottoes, the Ye Futian trio directly pressed him down. The innate talent is extremely unbearable.

Ye Wuchen and he are both swords, and innate talent is above him.

Unfortunately, the innate talent is strong and will die.

Behind the law, the sword of the law burst out, and the sword light is like lightning. The white light is brighter, and the light reflected by the sword light is even dazzling.

The sharp, harsh sounds came out, and for a moment, the swords pierced the void and fell to the front of the leaves.

But at about the same moment, the sword of Ye Wuchen broke out, the invisible airflow around the body, centered on him, there was a terrifying sword storm around, the terrifying sound of the sword in the air, When Zhao Han’s sword came, he was shredded by the terrifying sword qi, and every sword was like this.

Zhao Han stepped forward and every step of the way, the sword qi was even stronger, and the suspended sword behind him continued to shoot out, like drowning the leaves.

The sword in the hands of Ye Wuchen spins slightly, and then a sword stabs out like a silky rain. Any sword that is killed is completely destroyed.

Zhao Han’s body moved, and he also had a sword in his hand. His speed was as fast as the wind, and he followed the sword.

Suddenly, there is a light, this is a sword light.

The sword of light, the eyes of the leaves are closed.

The next moment, the light is getting brighter and brighter, not only bright, but also cold, across the void, and smashing toward the leafless body.

“Fast sword.” Yue Linglong praised, Zhao Han is the son of Imperial Sword Sect sect master, its strength is still unquestionable.

This sword, the leaves are dusty, there is no way to live.

Ye Wuchen body blooms a sultry kendo will, poured into the sword in his hand, and then, swinging the sword.

The sword is like a rain, and the sword light is like the light of the stars. The space is like a meteor shower.

The cold sword light of Zhao Han was inundated with the rain of the sword star, riddled with holes and then shattered.

Two swords light, stop at the touch.

Zhao Han’s body also stopped, standing in front of Ye Wu’s body.

He looked up at Ye Wuchen, and the pupils zoomed in a little bit, then revealed horror, despair, and remorse.

The next moment, his body was bleeding, and every hole in the body seemed to be bleeding, and soon it was drowned by blood.

When Zhao Han fell to the ground, the expression of Qian Yang and others was finally not so easy.

They were wrong and scared, and the casual smiles of the past had long since disappeared, and their eyes gazed at Zhao Han on the ground.

And still standing there quietly, but released the one-arm figure of the prince Destiny.

“Wang Hou Destiny.” Stone gaze at the leaves without dust, when did he do it?

Moreover, it is the medium prince Destiny, the purest kendo will, bathed in this will, the leaves are dusty, like the sharpest sword in the world.

The leafless cultivation base, which goes further, is now the fifth-order law boundary.

If the previous realm was nothing in their eyes, but the fifth-order law boundary with the purest princely kendo will, it is already very terrifying, enough to easily cross the realm of battle, the will of the prince, the power of his attack There will be a tremendous increase in strength.

More terrifying is that there is just a sword of the instrument in the hands of Ye Wuchen, the sword of the ceremonial will of the prince.

Ye Wuchen is motivated by his own princely will, and will be able to exert the power of the instrument. Under the double superposition, the sword with no dust is absolutely the sword of the peak of the law.

If it is not strong enough, he can’t live from Li Daoyun at the time. Although he paid the price of broken arm, but Li Dayun’s strength is not strong enough to escape with a broken arm?

Nowadays, Ye Wuchen is a lot stronger than when he was at the time of Li Dayun’s battle. The breakthrough and the will become pure, which greatly improved his strength.

“Oh.” Ye Wu’s body moved. When he moved, the surrounding world was instantly shrouded in a sword. The breath of the four people and the four people broke out.

Seeing the leafless dust, Black Turtle was striding straight out, and the giant axe appeared in the hand. With a roar, a very terrifying force oppressed the space, and there was a terrifying behind the stone. The figure of the giant, he is holding a big axe, move towards the leaves of the dust-free body, and wants to open the world, killing the leaves.

The light shone, the sword went ahead, accompanied by a cold sword, the stone axe appeared a crack, slamming, bloody marks in his throat, and then the blood continued to flow out.

The leafless body seems to have turned into a shadow, and after killing him, he directly moves to Yue Linglong next to it.

Yue Linglong couldn’t help but see the change of the stone. Her beautiful eyes became extremely charming, and at first glance, there was an illusion in this moment.

Yue Linglong walked toward him step by step, and the clothes on his body slid down, charming and charming, and the style was fascinating. “Do you want to kill people?”

She is good at spiritual illusion. She is a spiritual illusionist. She has a strong illusion ability. She is especially good at men and women. Under her spiritual illusion, she is enough to be addicted and unable to extricate herself.

In her leafless thoughts, she only had the last transparent blouse, which was looming, but more fascinating enough to make people lose heart.

However, Ye Wuchen’s current will is so powerful, the princely level of will, there are countless swords in his mind to penetrate the sexy body, directly wiped out, red powder like a cockroach.

With a soft bang, Yue Linglong beautiful eyes are solid, and her face is pale. She is a spiritual illusion spell, but her defense ability is comparable to that of stone. Stone is killed by a sword, not to mention her.

The leaves are as if they have crossed a perfect arc, and two people are annihilated.

At this time, there are only two people left in the five people. Qian Yang and Du Gu are cold.

Qian Yang’s face is extremely ugly, Wang Hou Destiny swayed up, staring at the front of the leaves without dust, the princely kendo will bloom, Ye Wuchen is not like a fifth-order person, the momentum is not weaker than him.

The prince Destiny of Qianyang is inferior, relatively complicated, and not completely shaped into a pure will.

The leaves of the dust-free hand-held sword, step by step to the two thousand and the yang, the powerful prince will bloom, making the leaf dust-free momentum very terrifying.

On Qianyang, a very terrifying breath broke out, thunder, fire, sword, the power of a variety of different attributes bloomed from the body, plus the prince Destiny, not before Zhao Hanshi can be compared.

Behind Qianyang, the solitary cold body showed a strong sense of coldness. He held a machete and an incomparable violent breath permeated.

The leaves are dusty and the body is empty, the sword is lifted, and the endless will is fierce. The leaves of this moment are clean, as if they were the real princes, and even the power of the emperor, his will, passed down to a powerful emperor. .

At this moment, the endless airflow between the heavens and the earth seems to be gathered in his sword, like a pilgrimage, the momentum of the leaves is getting stronger and stronger, and the sword in his hand is turned into the sword of the Son of Heaven.

Qianyang also has the prince Destiny, although it is inferior, but with its own strength, it is extremely powerful, and Ye Wuchen naturally has to go all out.

Finally, under the blade of the leafless dust, the sword of the Son of Heaven, the command of Wanfa, gathered around the endless airflow, moving with the sword, squatting toward the thousand sun below.

On the body of Qianyang, the sword of thunderfire slashed and slashed. For a moment, the void seemed to have a thunderbolt roar, Fire Dragon roaring, spells and swordsmanship blended together, swords and methods, such as swords.

Two incomparable terrifying breaths collided together, and Qian Yang shouted: “Don’t be alone.”

His voice fell, his lonely body moved, and the incomparable violent outburst broke out, and then he heard a whisper.

Qian Yang’s body trembled fiercely, his face was pale as paper, and his breath dissipated. Under the sword in the void, he squatted directly from the sky.

Du Gu cold body quickly retreated, on the back of Qian Yang, there is a shocking knife mark.

He shuddered and turned around in pain, watching Du Gu cold: “Why.”

Du Gu Leng did not look at him, but looked up and looked at Ye Wuzhen: “He is my master. After I go back, I will swear by the Master. He and Zhao Han are killed by the people of the desert city.”

Ye Wuchen looked at him and did not speak.

“Even if you kill me, the ancient country of Loulan will cooperate with you to conceal, but the master will still investigate, after all, there will be clues.” Du Gu cold and said: “His death has a knife, I will always hide the truth. ”

Qian Yang stared at the lonely and lonely, fell in despair and anger, and died!

(End of this chapter)