Dominating Sword Immortal Chapter 447: The scabbard kills, the blood of the devil
Chapter 447
The scabbard kills, the blood of the devil
"There is energy fluctuation in front, Murong is fighting against others!"
Hundreds of miles away, Ye Chen's speed suddenly accelerated, and he sensed the breath of Murong's allure. (.Update
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From a distance, Ye Chen saw the concave ground. In the concave ground, the little old man and the middle-aged man were working together to attack Murong Qingcheng. Both of them have the strength of the spiritual peak, but Xiu Wei is still in Linghai. In the beginning, it was not too abnormal.
The destruction sword is pulled out, Ye Chen cuts out with a sword, and the sword is like a rainbow.
"Who!" The little old man reacted quickly, blocking his sword air with his palm, but the impact of the sword air still made him back a few dozen steps, shaking more than a few steps.
Oh!
Several flashes, Ye Chen appeared beside Murong Qingcheng.
"Are you okay?" Seeing Murong's pity was severely injured, Ye Chen frowned.
A smile appeared on Murong Qingcheng's face, and he shook his head and said, "You'll be one step late, and I'll be fine." After that, a spit of blood coughed again, and his clothes were red.
"Boy, die!"
Scarred middle-aged man holds the knife in both hands and chops heavily. The knife light covers both of them, intending to end the pot.
Ye Chen's eyes crossed, the two swords struck back and forth.
Snoring!
A huge ball of light exploded, the depth of the recessed ground from hundreds of meters to thousands of meters, like a deep spherical pit, and the middle-aged enemy of the scar could not defeat Ye Chen's cutting power, and the entire person was cut off and flew out. Kilometers, half of a hill was cut off.
"This kid is tricky." The little old man's pupils shrunk, and he knows the middle-aged strength of the scar. Except for some perverted spirit-level power, almost no one is his opponent, and the middle-aged scar understands It is the mood of the earth, known for its majestic strength. This way, it is impossible to carry Ye Chen's slash, which shows that Ye Chen is difficult to entangle.
The scar returned from middle age, and his face was a little pale. He licked his lips and stared at Ye Chen with a stern look, with a sense of dignity and killing in it.
The little old man said, "Scar, go all out."
Scarred middle-aged sneer, "Relax, he can't hurt me!"
"You try to recover the injuries first, and they hand them over to me." Ye Chen saw that Murong's injuries were recovering at a very fast rate. This recovery rate was very abnormal. But thinking of Murong's own city has many secrets, which is abnormal. It seems normal.
Murong nodded, "Okay."
She knows that if she doesn't recover the injury to a certain degree, she is also a help to go up, and she is surprised to realize that Ye Chen's strength is one step further and stronger than him at the martial arts tea party.
"Boy, you don't look good enough alone."
The little old man breathed a sigh of relief, one-on-one, he didn't have the grasp of defeating Ye Chen. Two-on-one, the difficulty was reduced several times. He was afraid that Murong would join forces with Ye Chen regardless of his severely injured body. Unpredictable. (Our
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The appearance of Ye Chen remains unchanged. "Try it out."
"Up!"
There is no nonsense, the middle-aged man and the scar middle-aged attack Ye Ye one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one.
Ding-Dong-Dang!
Ye Chen is not afraid. She holds a Lei Sword in her left hand and a destruction sword in her right hand.
"What, double sword flow!"
After a round of attacks, the little elder man couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw that there was no way to get Ye Chen.
Before Ye Chen's double swords cut flying scars, he had some doubts. Now he has finally determined that Ye Chen is a rare swordsman with two swords.
His face is extremely ugly. The little old man yelled, his hands were like ghost claws, and he took eighteen consecutive shots. Each palm contained a strong mood of fire and burst fiercely.
Scarred middle-aged people dare not neglect. The heavy yellow earthen knife carries a thick soil and cuts it obliquely. The knife is fatal.
"Broken!"
The tongue is frightened, Ye Chen stands up, Tian Lei Qie and inverse. Tian Lei Qie meets from left to right, it feels like two Ye Chens are superimposed together, extremely weird and extremely thrilling. .
Crack!
The burst of energy has never stopped, the three of them are separated from time to time, and they hit each other from time to time, dazzled.
"Give me down!"
Scarred middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his left hand, a powerful gravity shrouded Ye Chen, and dragged him down, falling fast.
"Gravity, you can't cut it wrong!" There was a stinging cold light in his eyes, Ye Chen gave up the double sword flow, the three swords were one, and one sword contained the destruction of the sword, which was exactly a complete circle.
At the beginning of the full moon, gravity divided into two parts.
Scarred middle-aged is horrified. "Even gravity can be cut off. *** Who can tell me what's going on, what's going on!"
"Idiot, who made you attack with gravity." The little old man made up his mind to consume Ye Chen with all his strength, and he didn't believe that the other party could support him. At least several times, but when I saw the middle-aged scar attack using gravity, Ye Chen recovered from the double sword flow and the single sword flow.
Scarred middle-aged impatiently said, "Who the **** knows he can cut off gravity, it's a pervert."
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to use it for two purposes. With a sword, he is not our opponent." The little old man didn't want to have a difference with the middle age of the scar, and took the initiative to step back.
Holding three swords into one top-quality long sword, Ye Chen struck obliquely, and used the ninth style of the Qinglian sword technique to endure the old man.
"It's not good, it's the 50% uprising."
Although there are strengths and weaknesses in Upanishads, it is easy to distinguish without understanding Upanisam, especially when it is about 50%, and is about to approach Upanisam.
The speed of the sword gas spit is too fast, and it is getting faster and faster. It is impossible to dodge. The little old man has only time to put a layer of defense in front of him.
Oh!
The shroud is shattered, and the little old man's shoulder is bleeding.
"Go!"
The middle-aged attack of the scar has arrived, and the hundreds of meters of sword-like blade collapses as if the Optimus Jade Pillar collapses, slamming into Ye Chen's head.
Oh!
Mars is coming straight, Ye Chen wields a sword to block the blade.
"I want you to die!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little elder man did not care about the sword injury on his shoulder, and his right hand was emptied, and a giant flame hand was about to envelop Ye Chen.
Oh!
More Mars emerged, Ye Chen's arm exerted strength, and the sword and the blade of the sword rubbed past, and immediately cut off the flame hand, and channeled out through the gap.
All of this happened within the electric light flint, almost beyond the visual limit.
The blade is a little darker, the middle-aged sword's blade has changed, and the vertical split has become a horizontal cut. The blade is chasing behind Ye Chen and wants to cut him.
Bang!
For no apparent reason, the knife is broken.
Murong's blood-stained shirt swept up.
"Undead Wave!"
The black light ball on the left exploded, and the fan-shaped black shock wave spread out.
"Not good!"
The little old man and the middle-aged man with the scar are flashing side by side. Although this black shock wave can't help them, the sages will have such a horrible horror. Before that, they didn't care, but now, there is still a super difficult Leaf dust.
The elder dwarf avoided the shock wave radiation. The middle-aged man with a scar was shattered because of the scabbard, which caused his blood to float and caused a slow response.
When Ye Chen swept up Murong Qingcheng, his mind was quick and he approached the two quickly, so the stagnation of the middle-aged man in the scar did not escape his induction, and the top-quality sword stabbed out.
When!
It was too short. The middle-aged man with a scar raised his knife to block the attack at a critical moment. His right hand holding the knife broke and Qiqiao burst into blood.
"Inverse. Sky Rachel!"
In the eyes of others, Ye Chen's swordsmanship is unpredictable. This is not unreasonable. I saw his left hand holding the scabbard around his waist and cutting up.
"Scabbard!"
The middle-aged face of Scar has an incredible look on his face.
Oh!
The scabbard slapped in the middle of the chin of the scar, and passed in force.
"Scar!"
The elder dwarf just avoided the black shock wave, and saw Ye Chen hitting the middle-aged chin of the scar with a scabbard, and then the vitality in the other's eyes passed away and fell straight from the air.
Gritting his teeth, the little old man glanced viciously at Ye Chen and Murong, turning into a stream of flames.
"Sky Magic Field!"
Murong Qingcheng shook his right hand, a horrible gravitational force was born, and the dwarf old man was dragged out of thin air. However, the true element of Murong Qingcheng is far less than that of the small old man, and he can only reduce his speed a little, but That's enough.
Turning around, Ye Chen flicked his fingers to the little old man, it was the lotus heart sword spirit that was restored once every two quarters.
Oh!
The little old man's heart was penetrated and immediately fell.
After seeing the little old man dying, Murong took a sigh of relief. The time was too short, and her injury was not completely recovered. She just managed to do it just now.
The sword returned to its sheath, Ye Chen flew over, frowned, and groaned, "Murong, are you from the Demon Race?"
No wonder he asked this way. When fighting the dwarf old man and the middle-aged man with a scar, he noticed that Murong Qingcheng used a spar to heal his wounds, and that spar, not a psionic spar, but a magic spar This had to make him doubt.
Murong Qingcheng seems to know Ye Chen will ask, "You see it!"
Ye Chen nodded.
"If I say I am not, believe it or not?"
Ye Chen thought for a while, "It is necessary to believe."
"Thank you, I'm not a Demon, but I have something to do with it." Murong Qingcheng said.
"Related to the Demons?"
Ye Chen's doubts are deeper. In the experience and information given to him by the battle king, there is no information about the demons, so he knows nothing about this.
Murong Qingcheng continued: "The demon race is a race that is above the human race, but after ancient times, there is no more demon race, but the demon race has left a race with their bloodlines. This race, I am The family I belong to, and I own the blood of this family. "
Thinking of Murong's low-key past, Ye Chen said: "If this matter is very important, don't say it well, I will understand."
"It ’s okay to say it anyway, anyway, those kings of life and death know about my family, and half of them do n’t object to our survival on this continent, of course, the other half want to put our family to death, just in Wait for an opportunity. "
Murong Qingcheng laughed at himself, "My family is called the demon family, and all the people have blood of demon."
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