Urban Medical God

"Do you really think I can't kill you?" Ye Chen's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at the Samsara Cemetery, and suddenly his eyes fell on a sword embryo.

Without being able to use the Samsara Heavenly Sword and other Heavenly Swords, his strength must be greatly reduced.

But this sword embryo was obtained in Jintai City when he subdued the Holy Heavenly Divine Fire.

This thing is powerful, but it is obvious that the Samsara Heavenly Sword is much more powerful than this sword embryo. Now that the Heavenly Sword is not used, this sword embryo is not bad.

More importantly, now there is Yan Xuan'er's help!

Yan Xuan'er, who has integrated the Holy Heavenly Divine Fire, must be powerful with this sword embryo!

The next second, the sword embryo in Ye Chen's hand appeared, emitting a cold light.

"Only dead things can kill dead things. The sword embryo cast by the previous star meteorite is originally soulless, and its material contains the power of sealing. It is perfect!"

Ling'er's admonition sounded in Ye Chen's ears, and then he suddenly realized.

Since this skeleton does not know how to lift, then kill him!

"Swoosh!"

The dark iron sword that looked like a fire stick stabbed fiercely, and Bai Gu turned his palm into a blade, trying to take Ye Chen's attack.

"Crack!"

The crystal clear palm was cut off by Ye Chen's iron sword from the arm and scattered all over the ground. . .

No matter how he summoned it, the pile of bones completely lost its luster, and turned into ashes as Ye Chen stepped on it.

"You you you"

"Don't come over!"

At this moment, Ye Chen held the sword embryo in his hand, and even he, a demon from the Netherworld, felt fear. What kind of existence is this guy, who can actually kill dead things?

Another sword passed, and Bai Gu's left arm shattered.

Bai Gu, who fled in panic, had his legs cut off and struggled to resist.

"Swish!"

Ye Chen held the sword embryo and inserted it fiercely into Bai Gu's chest, completely crushing his torso!

Looking at the guy with only a skull left, Ye Chen raised the sword embryo in his hand, pretending to stab him to end his life.

"Spare me, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"

The sword in front of him paused, and the skull head stammered:

"Under the Zhenhun Abyss, there is a powerful existence that controls this world."

"I don't know where this person came from, I only know that the Demon Ancestor Wu Tian came to see him and explained something!"

"He has three ghost generals in charge, and we, the residual souls, can use the power of blood and energy to exchange for a ray of Qingyun breath to prolong our lives"

Ye Chen couldn't help but frown. Someone actually controls the Zhenhun Abyss?

"Where is the Qingyun sacred tree?"

"I don't know" Bai Gu saw the sword edge that was drawn again, and was so scared that his soul flew away, and screamed: "The three ghost generals know, I can take you to see them!"

Feeling Ye Chen's killing intent subsided, the skull head hurriedly said: "Thank you for sparing my life, thank you for sparing my life!"

"You'd better not play any tricks!" Ye Chen flashed his long sword and said coldly.

"Bang!"

Ye Chen kicked the skull head out more than ten feet, and then stepped forward on his own.

With a painful wail, the skull couldn't remember how many times Ye Chen had kicked it around like a ball.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?"

...

At this moment, something strange happened!

"Who dares to come here!"

A gust of cold wind blew past, blocking Ye Chen's way, and his anger was fully revealed.

"Sir, save me!"

The skull shouted heartbreakingly, and then he wanted to say something else, but was kicked into the abyss by Ye Chen

"What kind of ghost general are you?"

Now that he has cut off the shackles ninety-six times, Ye Chen's words are full of absolute confidence.

"Where is the Qingyun Divine Tree?"

The cold voice said: "If you want the Qingyun Breath, you have to exchange it with blood and qi!"

"Also, before this, you hurt my people, and this account must be settled first!"

"Fighting Art, cut!"

Ye Chen shouted, and the fighting art burst out, and the white fighting spirit exploded on the sword tip, mixed with Yan Xuan'er's breath, turning into a sharp sword energy.

Feeling the fighting character, even the purple-gold ghost general was obviously stunned.

"If you want the power of blood and energy, you have the strength, just come and get it!"

Ye Chen held the sword across his chest, full of fighting spirit.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the miserable shouts of the surrounding evil spirits rang out, and countless white bones were attracted by Ye Chen's magnificent blood and energy and sword intent, and they rose from the ground one after another, and their greed grew stronger.

"Hmph!"

The leading ghost general snorted coldly, and the thousands of white bones behind him were silent, and they dared not breathe a breath.

"Capture this kid and sacrifice to the sacred tree!"

The ghost general gave an order, and the whole battlefield was instantly filled with roars, and the world was shaken.

Ye Chen's long clothes rustled, and the plain sword embryo in his hand was tightly grasped. He showed a killing momentum and rushed towards the army of thousands of white bones.

"Even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go!"

One man and one sword, passing through the white bones, not a single ash is stained on his body!

Ye Chen did not use any sword style blessed by the power of reincarnation, but simply attacked with skills, and the dry bones in the sky were raised, lighting up the silent darkness.

"My lord, this kid is weird, he can kill us!"

A scream rang out, and the skull was pierced by Ye Chen's sword and dissipated into nothingness

"Stop!"

In a moment of confrontation, Ye Chen was like a wolf among sheep, madly slaughtering the white bone army under the ghost general, and piles of bones were dismantled by Ye Chen.

Wherever the sword pointed, there were cold corpses.

Countless screams of terror were about to tear Ye Chen's eardrums apart, and the resentful spirits fled in all directions. Faced with the executioner's devilish massacre, the idea of ​​taking away Ye Chen's blood power had long been forgotten!

"Shu Zi, you dare!"

Seeing Ye Chen being so presumptuous, the purple-gold ghost general slapped Ye Chen with his palm in anger!