In the horror of all eyes.

In the west, there is a big mountain moving rapidly towards this side, which is no different from a three-story building, and below it, there is a shadow of people.

Some people's pupils shrunk violently, and their lips trembled. "My mother-in-law, how could someone have moved to a big mountain?"

"It's qingtianzong's xiahouli!"

"What? Is the Xiahou madman in the northern region of Kunlun ruins who binds himself to a big mountain and runs with it every day? "

"When this man comes, he's dead!"

"It's true that Xiahou madman is not the former situ koneng. He is as fierce as life and fearless of death. When he was only 12 years old, he tore a sword toothed pterygoid tiger that can compete with martial arts!"

The people's eyes were shocked to see that the mountain was getting closer and closer. They also saw the figure holding the mountain. It was a young man with a rough face and a naked upper body. His arms were as strong and powerful as a dragon, and his eyes were brilliant.

"Although you and I have no enemies, but my xiahouli almost died under Ye Wushuang's sword, so you take his sword, it is my xiahouli's enemy!"

"When I kill you, I will go to find ye Wushuang for revenge!"

Xia Houli holds the mountain in one hand and looks down at Ye Chen. His voice is like the roar of a tiger, which makes many people's eardrums numb.

After that, he roared, holding the mountain high in one hand and smashing it down against Ye Chen. It was as powerful as if he wanted to suppress the moat inlaid with dragon city.

"Xiahouli is worthy of the evil of qingtianzong. He came all the way carrying the mountain, his face is not red, his breath is not panting, his momentum is higher than before!" There was a lot of praise.

Many people were suddenly silent when they heard the words. They stared at the mountain like a falling meteorite, and their eyes were full of fear. Under such an attack, let alone people, even a city would be smashed into a hole.

Ye Chen slowly spread out his right palm, and ye Wushuang's sword immediately appeared in his hand. The body of the sword trembled lightly: "all the mountains and seas are peaceful. Since Wushuang can't kill you, I will kill you!"

"This guy even uses ye Wushuang's sword?"

Some people immediately sneer at it: "he can't help but think that he is as proficient in kendo as ye Wushuang, and a rare Kendo genius in a thousand years?"

Xia Houli even despises a smile.

However, when the mountain was less than ten feet away from the river, ye Chen's sword suddenly burst out.

This amazing sword is like the rising sun, which suddenly sweeps through the mountain of xiahouli.

All around the moment becomes very static.

Someone was about to open his mouth to ridicule when he was shocked to find that after being swept by the sword light, the mountain broke down on the spot and turned into countless small ones, which were scattered around at any time.

Someone subconsciously wants to catch one of the gravels, only to find that as soon as his hand touches it, the gravels immediately turn into a piece of fly ash, together with his hand.

"Sword meaning is always on top of it!"

"What a sword!" At this moment, everyone was scared by the extremely strange scene.

When they looked up into the air again, they found Xia Houli's foot was motionless and his eyes were straight at Ye Chen: "I didn't die under Ye Wushuang's sword, but I died under your sword!!!"

Voice down, his head immediately rolled down, the lower part of his body fell into the choppy river.

At this moment, the scene is dead again!

……

Outside Xianglong City, Fu Qiuchan and others followed the breath and quickly swept to the direction of moat. They heard all kinds of powerful news along the way.

"Five of the first martial masters were killed instantly!"

When hearing this, Yue Kun scorned: "it's just five junior martial masters. I can do it!"

Another news came: "situ Kong in the ice valley was trampled to death with one foot!"

Yue Kun can't help but be a little surprised: "Yue Kun is also the top martial master, how can he be trampled to death?"

Even so, he didn't care much. After all, the ice Valley is far less than the star sect, and the genius of ice Valley is nothing.

"Qingtianzong, Xiahou, holds the mountain with his hands and is led by a sword Lord!!!" The decibel of Fu Qiuchan's voice suddenly increased a few points, and his face was unbelievable.

"How could it be?"

Yue Kun's face gradually sank: "Xia Houli, this guy's strength doesn't need to be lower than me, or even stronger than me. How could he die?"

"Li Beiyou, the leader of the little gate away from the fire gate, died!"

"The king of Xiaoming died in xueyang temple!"

"Pang Hao, the young leader of Wuling sect, died!"

"Lianyungang castle's main leaf died in the south!"

"Yin Zhuang died on the first day of yuan cizong!"

“……”

The closer they were to the war place, the more shocked Fu Qiuchan and Yue Kun were. They heard that a lot of people died along the way. These people were either the little sect leader or the little leader. They were the first generation of young people of all major sects.

Fu Qiuchan took a breath of cold air and said, "who is this guy? How can we kill so many elites from all walks of life? "

"Crazy, I think he is really crazy!"

Yue Kun swallowed his saliva and said, "if you are so crazy about killing people of all forces, aren't you afraid that our three sects, four sects and other great religions will fight?"

They originally came to see ye Chen's joke, but they couldn't think of it, but they heard one after another.

As they approached the battle area, they saw clouds in the air in front of them as if they had been dyed red with blood.

Then there was a bloody rain in the sky, pouring down, and the whole river was dyed red in a few breaths.

Next moment!

Three heads fell from the air.

"It's them!"

At last, Yue Kun's face changed and became very shocked: "here Isn't this the three kings of Xuanyin island

Fu Qiuchan's eyes are full of shock.

Xuanyin island in Kunlun ruins has been infinitely close to the three schools and four sects of the supreme religions. There are no supreme giants sitting on the island, and the three kings of Xuanyin island are infinitely close to the existence of the false emperor.

Now even the head has been cut off!

They couldn't help but look up and see a man in a hat standing in the air in the distance. The other side was holding a long sword, and the body of the sword was covered with blood.

"Who is your excellency?"

A monk in cassock, beads in hand and three flowers on his head stepped forward and stared at yechen like a falcon.

"Are you not afraid of being punished by three or four sects of Kunlun ruins when you slaughter people of all sects and sects?"

With his presence, the people present were full of spirit.

"It's Wang Fanzhen, Xiao Ming of Buddhism!"

"Yi, as one of the three sects and four sects, Fanzhen actually stood up and made a statement. Doesn't that mean that the three sects and four sects can't wait for that man to show off his murders?"

At this moment, all the people were excited. They were really afraid of Ye Chen's killing. Before and after that, a dozen of Tianjiao died in his hands.

In the face of fan's real question, ye Chen stood there with a negative hand, his indifferent face without a trace of fluctuation: "if you don't agree, you can also come here to lead the dead!!!"

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(PS: in Chapter 4, today's update is completed, and tomorrow's update will be continued. Explain the reason why the change was interrupted yesterday. It's because we went to the hospital for recheck. The situation is a little serious. The doctor suggested that we should be in hospital for transfusion for a week, which is still in trouble.)