The Evil Imperial Monarch Chapter 1527: Blood Saint

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The first thousand five hundred and twenty-seventh chapter

Above the purple jade hall, flesh and blood fluttered, golden light flickered, and figures flickered. The powerful kings of the sects fled to the hall one after another as if they had seen a ghost.

Compared with the so-called prizes, life is far more important than that. It took hundreds of years of practice to reach the status it is today. No one wants to fall like this.

Young Ye Chu, like a demon god, had harvested more than a dozen of their lives in a blink of an eye. How could it be fearless.

"This, this is too..." Murong Xian opened his eyes wide, and couldn't believe what happened above his head.

That's a strong sect king, not a Chinese cabbage. Is Ye Chu's destiny holy fist really so terrifying? One move killed more than a dozen strong sect kings.

"Buzzing..."

The blood sword couldn't hold back anymore, it cut through the purple jade formation, and directly rushed to the golden fist shadow above the main hall.

"His..."

The blood sword has an extraordinary aura. It shattered the space as it traveled all the way, forming a bright vacuum belt. Due to the high-speed rotation, a space of silver light appeared.

The big array was under this blood sword, and it was not immune to it. It was cut directly with a big opening, and the air burst outwards, forming a purple mist array.

"Go to hell!"

The golden fist and shadow surged, directly facing the terrifying blood sword.

"Boom..."

"Bang..."

What is shocking is that the blood sword, which is as terrifying as a close friend, was hit by Jin Guangquan Ying. After crashing into several palaces, the blood sword came out again.

"This..."

"What's going on..."

"So Ye Chu is so strong?"

The ten people in the underground secret room of Longfengshan all opened their eyes. Ye Chu's fate holy fist was too strong. It was a blood sword comparable to the quasi-sovereign sword, and it was really flew by him. It is incredible.

"Ancestor!"

Everyone looked at Murong Xiao and wanted Murong Xiao to make his own decision. Murong Xiao's expression was extremely gloomy. After hesitating for a while, he said: "Temporarily give up the big formation, you and I will go to the Purple Jade Hall!"

"Ancestor, don't you do it now? Are we going to give up our previous work?" Murong Zhentian was very unwilling, thinking of the scene where Murongxue was holding Ye Chu's hand and fighting against Long Shaoyuan that day, and then thinking about the present Ye Chu is so strong, Murong Zhentian's anger is even stronger.

He can imagine that Murong Xue must have not died, but eloped with this wild boy!

Even the Blood Sword is not Ye Chu's opponent, and Long Shaoyuan is even less worth mentioning. The two are not of the same level.

"Yes, ancestor, the Blood Sword only wakes up once in ten years. We are not refining it at this time. We are afraid that we will have to wait for another ten years, and it will be difficult to find Yin and Yang Dao Ying!" The elder also persuaded.

The second elder also said: "I think Ye Chu is not that strong, maybe it has something to do with the broken sword he just held, something like the legendary sword!"

"Is it the broken sword of the love saint?"

Someone immediately thought of the love saint, the broken sword on Wuxin Peak, the supreme sword, the broken sword that carried the secret of the sentiment for thousands of years or even longer.

Murong Xiao nodded and said: "It does have something to do with that sword, but if we don't go at this time, I'm afraid this kid will take away these two yellow-haired girls, and then we won't have time to chase them!"

After that, Murong Xiao raised his hand and hit the four-legged Fangding in the field. Murong Zhentian and the others hesitated, and then removed the Lingyuan one after another.

The four-legged Fangding tripod immediately returned to peace, the four-legged Fangtian formation was also withdrawn, and the ten people turned into lights and shadows and immediately rushed to the place where the Ziyu Hall was located.

……

"Om..."

Outside the purple jade hall, the blood sword was repulsed by Jinguang Quanying, and did not immediately choose to lose, but its power rose again, and a burst of blood burst out from the sword, as if it were a figure.

This figure is extremely thin, although it is only a thin blood shadow, its coercion is extremely terrifying, and the golden light close to him is also stained with blood.

"His..."

Ye Chu took a deep breath, and appeared pale in the shadow of Jinguang's fist, and the nearby Jinguang also slowly disappeared, with a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

The opponent's strength is indeed too strong, absolutely even more terrifying than Sheng Sheng, is this a living blood saint?

"The broken sword of the love saint, it's a bit interesting, you are the descendant of the love saint?" The blood shadow flickered in the void, and came to Ye Chu in a blink of an eye, and a pair of blood palms aimed at Ye Chu's eyebrows.

"Not good..."

Ye Chu's complexion changed drastically, and he instantly cast a flash of wind, avoiding these two blood palms dangerously and dangerously.

"Huh?"

Blood shadow did not follow, but let out a soft cry of surprise, he muttered to himself: "There is a breath of blood butcher, are you still a descendant of blood butcher? Impossible, the breath of Xuetu will not be like this, your breath is only accompanying, I understand..."

"You slept with the female offspring of Xuetu, so her breath was contaminated in your body, and she is the pure offspring of Xuetu!" Xueying Xueguang masterpiece, once again rushed to Ye Chu's front, terrifying coercion Directly locked onto Ye Chu, a pair of **** eyes flashed with **** flames, staring straight at Ye Chu's eyes for a long time.

Ye Chu looked at each other with a pair of eyes, but there was no trace of fear, on the contrary, there was a golden light surging.

Xueying laughed loudly: "Sure enough, there is a species, even the female offspring of the blood slaughter dared to sleep!"

Ye Chu naturally knew what he was talking about. He and Bai Xuan are partners and husband and wife, but they didn't visit the hall, and because of this, they were tainted with the blood power of the Supreme Blood Tusk. In addition, he used the technique of blood slaughter for several years, but it was rarely used in recent years.

"The descendant of the love saint, really has some means..." Xueying looked up and down Ye Chu, and was about to say something.

But before he finished speaking, a pair of golden fists suddenly collapsed in front of him and blasted directly to his face.

"Boom..."

The terrifying golden fist shadow obscured the sky and sun, and directly blasted the blood shadow back several hundred meters. The blood shadow stood in the void, and its voice resounded like a billowing thunder for nine days: "Boy! Do you think I don't Dare to kill you?"

He originally wanted to see through Ye Chu's Yuan Ling, to see what this kid came from, but he didn't expect Ye Chu to counterattack.

"Half a blood dog, dare to scream in front of this young man!" Ye Chu's voice was cold, and a breath of coldness suddenly surged over his body, extending upward along his golden fist shadow.

"Is he crazy? How dare to fight this blood saint, this person is the blood spirit in the divine sword!" Murong Xianxian lay on the ground, his brain no longer enough.

"He, or the one..."

Qing Wenting on the ground slowly sat up with a bright smile on her mouth. If Ye Chu yielded to this blood saint, it would not be Ye Chu.

Even if you die in battle, you can't let people break your Dao Heart, otherwise you will be unable to make progress in your life. This is Ye Chu's Dao, with his godless Dao.

"Looking for death! Dare to be disrespectful to the saint, today you are the son of the love saint, and the saint has destroyed you too!" The blood shadow rolled, his momentum skyrocketed, and the blood sword was plunged into the blood sword, and the blood sword turned into a **** of ten thousand feet The sword hung over the heads of Ye Chu and Ziyu Hall.