Chapter 372

Blood prison sword and heaven devil general armour are all the products of Beiming aristocratic family.

Dongfang aristocratic family and Beiming aristocratic family have an old feud.

As the saying goes, know yourself and know the enemy. The two aristocratic families have some understanding of their opponents.

So Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Ziyun can recognize ye guchen's blood prison sword and Tianmo Jiangjia at a glance.

"Damn it, no wonder the means are so cruel to frame us. Even in the Beiming aristocratic family, only the core clansmen can get the blood prison sword and the heavenly demon general armour. Who are you!" Dongfang Hong shouted as he fled desperately.

If he were alone with Shangye guchen, he would not run away.

Even kill ye guchen and get meritorious deeds in the family.

Because in his imagination, ye guchen, who has these two divine soldiers, must be the core clan of the Beiming aristocratic family and have a high status. If he kills such a clan, he will make great contributions.

Even his own family will look at Dongfang Hong differently.

But at present, more than a dozen demon corpses and puppets are chasing him to kill, and Dongfang Hong has no chance at all.

"I don't believe the people of Beiming family will stay here all the time. When I escape from Shengtian, I can wait for the rabbit outside and kill this person!" Dongfang Hong thought to himself and exchanged a look with Dongfang Ziyun.

There is a tacit understanding between the two.

And ye guchen in the rear, although he doesn't know these things.

But from Dongfang Hong's angry tone just now, he can also guess that Dongfang aristocratic family and Beiming aristocratic family, the two hegemonic families, seem to be in a hostile relationship.

Obviously, Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Ziyun misunderstood themselves and regarded ye guchen as a member of the Beiming aristocratic family.

Moreover, he regarded all this as ye guchen's plot against them.

But ye guchen doesn't care about this.

Whether they have misunderstood or not, this hatred has been settled and there is no possibility of easing it.

"We must leave them!" ye guchen's eyes were cold.

He poured Qi into the blood prison sword‘

Suddenly, the blood prison sword, which was originally full of cracks and dull, burst out a frightening sharp sword.

Sword killing, yellow spring!

Ye guchen's sword crossed out, and the terrible sword Qi turned into a bloody sword river, surging away to the Oriental brothers and sisters.

His sword is not to kill Dongfang brothers and sisters. After all, Dongfang Hong is a cultivation achievement in the small entrance and is not so easy to be killed by him.

The effect ye guchen wants is just blocking.

Stop Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Ziyun, and then let the demon corpse puppet kill them.

"This is... Killing magic sword. Beiming family is really insidious!" Dongfang Hongjian sensed the fierce Jianhe river in the rear. He turned back and blew out the Jianhe river.

Originally, they misunderstood ye guchen. After ye guchen performed the killing sword, they were more convinced of Ye guchen's identity.

Because killing divine sword is the king level sword of Beiming family.

However, although Dongfang Hong's palm blocked ye guchen's sword, his speed was also slowed down, and the magic corpse puppet in the rear was almost catching up.

However, ye guchen's face was indifferent and still kept coming out of the sword.

Moreover, he also found that the blood prison sword had some increasing effect on the power of killing God sword.

But ye guchen was relieved to think that killing divine sword might also be the sword of Beiming family.

"Hateful......" Dongfang Hong's face was livid and his angry heart was about to burst.

Originally, with his cultivation as strength, it didn't take much effort to deal with ye guchen.

However, in this situation, he can only defend passively and dare not stop to deal with ye guchen.

"Damn it, when I escape from heaven, I will cut you thousands of times!" Dongfang Hong was furious.

This kind of space has strength, but can only watch ye guchen fight against himself, but can't resist. It makes Dongfang Hong feel extremely oppressed and sick, just like eating a fly.

"Oh... You didn't pay attention to my life at all before. Now your life is threatened, so you are angry?" ye guchen said coldly.

The extreme sea of Qi spread in his body, and the real Qi rushed into the blood prison sword.

Ye guchen activated the blood spirit array and cast the fifth move of killing divine sword, hell!

Boom!

The bloody figure of Yan Luo rises from behind ye guchen, and the terrible murderous gas rushes out.

"Ah... You have become the fifth move of killing divine sword. Do you know that move?" a trace of fear suddenly appeared in Dongfang Hong's eyes.

Beiming aristocratic family has many King level swordsmanship, and two of them can be used together.

The power of swordsmanship after fusion is comparable to that of emperor level swordsmanship!

Killing divine sword is one of the two swordsmanship that can be integrated.

And the requirement is to practice the fifth move at least, so Dongfang Hong will be shocked to see ye guchen show his hell.

If ye guchen really shows that kind of imperial sword skill, even if it is based on Dongfang Hong's cultivation, he may be seriously hurt or even hate.

"Well, what is he talking about?" ye guchen frowned slightly.

He is not a member of the Beiming aristocratic family. Naturally, he doesn't know the reason.

But ye guchen was so clever. From Dongfang Hong's words, he heard that the magic sword killing skill seemed to be hidden.

But at this moment, ye guchen can't think much.

He directly took out the sword and increased the sword of the blood spirit array. It was extremely powerful.

The terrible blood colored sword with a length of dozens of feet, like splitting the vast, cut it off at Dongfang Hong.

Dongfang Hong's face suddenly changed. He directly offered a life-saving treasure to block ye guchen's powerful sword.

Because he couldn't spare time to take over ye guchen's sword.

Later, ye guchen continued to use his sword.

In order to escape, Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Ziyun can only keep offering their babies to resist ye guchen's attack.

Dongfang Hong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the green tendons on his temples were beating.

Dongfang Ziyun's little face was even more ugly. He cried, "brother, my baby is almost lost!"

Dongfang brothers and sisters are extremely angry.

Although the materials they had seized from ye guchen were precious, they were still no better than the treasure they sacrificed now.

This time it can be said that I lost my wife and lost my soldiers.

Roar!

In the rear, the demon corpse puppet finally caught up and blew out with a fist. The fierce fist almost tore the space and killed the Oriental brothers and sisters.

Boom!

Dongfang Hong offered the last protective treasure again. Now his yuan ring is empty, and almost most of the life-saving treasures have been thrown out.

However, they have almost reached the cliff. As long as they climb up, they can get rid of the attack of the demon corpse puppet.

"At last, I'm about to escape. At that time, I must contact the people and kill you, the Beiming people!" Dongfang Hong said with resentment.

Behind, ye guchen's face was frozen.

The sea of Qi whirled at a high speed, and the terrible fierce sword spirit spewed out from behind and turned into a pair of tens of feet of sword wings.

God rob, heaven and earth destroy!

Ye guchen cut out with a sword, and the fierce and turbulent sword Qi was like a raging river.

The majestic sword Qi condensed at one point in an instant and bombarded Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Ziyun.

"No!" in Dongfang Hong's eyes, he was finally frightened.

Rao is Dongfang Hong from Dongfang aristocratic family, who is shocked by the supreme swordsmanship such as wanshenjie.

All his bodyguards have been sacrificed. If he doesn't do it, he will be hit by this sword.

If you do it, you will be delayed and surrounded by magic corpse puppets.

It can be said that it is a death.

The next moment, Dongfang Hong's eyes suddenly fell on Dongfang Ziyun.

And just in his mind, a struggling decision flashed through his mind.

Dongfang Ziyun suddenly bit his silver teeth, poured vigorous Qi into the white jade like palm, and slapped Dongfang Hong's chest.

"Sorry, big brother." the eyes of Dongfang Ziyun were cold.