Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 143 Grave (1)

Death is too fast, maybe at the end, Qiu Heng did not understand how he died.

However, these have nothing to do with Ye Chen, he is only responsible for killing people.

The waist is equipped with a sword, a portable iron gun, and the leaf dust is gently grounded, like a blue smoke, plunging onto the treetops, and then flashing, disappearing without a shadow.

squeak……

Ye Chen just walked, and there were dense insects in the swamp, and Qiu Heng’s body and head were swallowed up, and the bones were never left.

Not only the swamps where Ye Chen is located are killed, but the killings in other places are even more bloody.

Layers of mountains.

Bloody sky.

"Run fast, there is no blood in the knife, no blood."

"What is bloodless!"

"Definitely dead, let's die!"

Outside the quaint and magnificent caves, six or seven sects of the sects of the sects screamed and sneaked out, and some even showed their self-mutilation methods, just to increase the speed. Some people also carried the blasting pills that were carried on the body to save their lives. Out.

"Since it is here, why bother to leave."

The blast of the explosion was torn open, and the blood-stained gilt-colored clothes came out of it. He laughed with a slap in the face and held a **** knife with one hand.

There is no obvious knives and knives, and some are a curved blood line. There is no sound and no escape. The heads of the escaping people have fallen down. There is no blood spilling out of the broken mouth, as if it was sealed by a layer of invisible force. It is strange.

There is no blood in the knife, and there is no blood in killing. This is the disciple of the evil blood sect, the strength of the fifty-fourth place in the previous Qianlong list.

Another location at the same time.

By the lake.

The original Hengying glanced at the crowd who wanted to escape and did not dare to escape. Cruelly said: "Besides the disciples of the Eagles, there is only one way for those who have met my original eagle, that is the dead end."

It is said that these people are pale. They found a fish dragon worth 70,000 yuan in the lake. When they fought each other, they actually recruited the most savage original eagle among the nine countries. The other party called 'killing people'. Eagle's, never leave alive on the hand, on the notoriety, but also on the 'one knife without blood' no blood, at least no blood is to kill and kill, as long as you do not provoke, the chance of survival is still very big However, this original cross-eagle temperament is temperate when you are happy. If you are unhappy, you will kill people. If you are unhappy, you will kill people. In any case, he will never ask the reason, and he will not ask the mood. He will only be glad that the other party is not normal. They are otherwise less likely to survive than the dead wood.

Obviously, the current killing hawk is normal, and he will kill.

"But I am changing my mind now. I will give you three breaths. If anyone can escape me, I will spare him." The original eagle likes this atmosphere, controls the life and death of others, wants others to live, and asks others. I die when I die, and I have played it many times before.

"Three breaths, escape a blow!"

Everyone’s eyes are bright, most of them are in the late stage of the meditation. It’s not a problem to breathe more than 100 meters in a breath. People who are fast are even close to two hundred meters. If you breathe three times, you may have hope. Lived from the original Hengying.

"How? Don't run yet! Maybe I will change my mind soon!"

The original cross-eagle licked his lips and flashed his eyes in his eyes.

"run!"

Under the pressure of death, the instinct of the people in the body pushed to the limit, plundering beyond the speed of the past, and fleeing.

One breath, the slowest person is already outside the 100 meters.

The second time, the slowest person is two hundred and fifty meters away.

Three times breathing, the fastest person has already rushed out of the road.

"Flock Eagle Spirit!"

The original Hengying shouted, his hands crossed his chest and pushed out fiercely.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

The dark cyan infuse condenses into a true eagle, with the original eagle as the starting point, radiating and spreading toward the front, and the cast is like electricity.

what!

A scream came out, and the slowest sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect was caught by the claws of an infuriating eagle, and the body slipped out a dozen meters away, and there was no breath.

Then the second sect, the third, the fourth...

In the end, there was only one person left. This person almost ran for a kilometer.

"Yes, I can run out so far, but it is not so easy to escape a blow. The eagle fits and the eagle hits the sky."

All the infuriating eagle merged into one, forming a super eagle, the super eagle wings fanning, and two dark blue air blades flew out.

At this moment, the disciple seemed to feel that death was approaching, and a dark red iron bullet was found from his arms. In the early days of Bao Yuanjing’s peak warriors, of course, he did not dare to start with the original Hengying, but threw it toward the rear air blade, and shouted in his mouth: “Explosion!”

Bang!

The red-red light burst and the two gas blades were instantly shattered.

"Escaped a blow."

His face was ecstatic, and his mood and body suddenly relaxed.

Hey!

Unexpected--

Another air blade flew out and cut his head.

"you……"

This sect of disciple died.

The original eagle eagle fluttered in front of the other side, understatement: "I said that the person who met my original eagle eagle has only one dead road, can not make an exception, three breaths are just jokes, don't take it seriously."

With one hand, three red light fire bombs flew out of each other's arms and landed on the original cross-eagle. He sneered and his body flashed out.

The swamp is inexplicably dangerous, and too fast is sometimes not a good thing.

Just now, Ye Chen ate a dark loss and had to reduce the speed to six or seventy percent, leaving some room for himself.

A shot of a demon bird sneaked from the air, leaf dust standing on the canopy of a big tree, looking into the distance, the front is flat, the front is nothing.

"At the end?" Ye Chen frowned.

Without hesitation, his body floated forward and swept away like a swallow.

Here is a black cliff, the cliff is a swamp, but the cliff is nothing but a vain, completely nothing, as if blocked by a great barrier, the human eye can not see through.

I thought that the lord Luo Xinglie once said that Tianmeng ancient land is wonderfully wonderful. The entrance to the treasure house may be in the mountains. It may be under the water, and it may be the next jump to the entrance. Ye Chen slightly hesitated and jumped off the cliff.

He is a bearer and a lighter man. He can vacate a long distance. If something happens, he can return at any time. If you don’t try it, there is no other way to go. There is only one way back. Undoubtedly, it will waste a lot of time and work hard.

To know that in the ancient days of heaven, time is money.

Falling down about five hundred meters, Ye Chen feels that the cliff is still unfathomable, the clouds are rolling, and suddenly he has the idea of ​​returning.

at this time--

The space below violently fluctuated, forming a whirlpool of ten meters in size, sucking the leaf dust into it.

Hey!

The foot stepped on the ground and the leaf dust sighed.

As the lord said, the entrance to the treasure house is really everywhere, it depends on whether you have the guts. If you don’t jump, it is equal to missing a chance.

Slightly spit out a heavy breath, Ye Chen has a heart to observe the surroundings.

Looking around, he found that the surrounding environment is dark. His location is a stone corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there is a prominent small stone platform every 100 meters. The center of Xiaoshitai is placed. A candle with a thick arm, when the faint fire is dark, it is dark.

The sword is meant to be in the body, and the leaf dust will not be scared by the dark environment, and will step forward to the depths of the corridor.

About a few hundred meters, there was a ramp on the right side of the corridor, and there was a faint voice coming out.

"It seems that I am not alone here!"

Ye Chen thought about it and entered the martyrdom silently.

At the end of the ramp, a luxurious and ancient hall is connected. The crystal lamp on the top of the hall is endless, emitting a soft glow, giving the dark environment a sense of security. Ye Chen’s eyes move down and there are three doors on the side of the hall. Each door is engraved with different things. At this time, a group of sectarian disciples are playing their hands and want to get started.

"My master is Xue Yan, the 57th of the Qianlong list. I have offended my invisible people. One of them is a dead end, and I am not going away."

"Hey, I am a disciple of Bailudong, my master is Lu Zhao, and the others are leaving quickly."

"Tianmeng ancient land, life and death are all destiny, kill you, who knows who killed, don't be stupid, give me death."

The sound of the bursting sound was one after another, and the crystal lamp at the top of the hall began to shake and seemed to fall off at any time.

Ye Chen intends to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but there is actually a footstep sound in the direction behind him. It is not far from here. If it is an ordinary Zongmen disciple, he does not care. It is killing, but the footsteps of this person are like Containing magic power, each step has the same strength as the mountain, and the introversion does not occur, but it gives the impression of oppression.

Bao Yuanyuan early warrior!

The thought flashed through my heart, and Ye Chen stepped out of the martyr and came to the hall.

Hey!

The fight paused slightly, and everyone looked at Ye Chen.

Seeing the moiré in the position of the leaf dust sleeves, many people grinned.

"Tianfeng national stream Yunzong, a disciple of a nine-category gate in the district also dared to come here, really did not know how to write the dead words."

"I haven't killed the disciple of Liu Yunzong. It is simply too easy to kill a disciple of the North Snow Mountain. I don't know how these people cultivated."

"First kill him and say it again!"

"Yes!"

These people have been fighting for a long time, there is no way to quickly win the game, see Ye Chen appear, suddenly forced to come over, as if watching a dead person.

Ye Chen sneered, a group of people who didn't know how to live and die. If it wasn't someone in the martyrdom, he had already killed them. Now he still has to wait.

"dead!"

I haven't waited for these people to take the lead, and the hurricane is surging, suddenly bursting out with a huge fist, the real fist is condensed, like a mountain, with an amazing speed running through the audience.

boom……

Almost half of the people were shocked and killed by the punches. The bodies were thrown at both sides. The real fists were not lost, and a large pillar in the hall was broken.