Supreme Killer

Chapter 1683: Ye Qingcheng's strength

Chapter 1683: Ye Qingcheng's strength

The first six eight three chapters of Ye Qingcheng's strength

Seeing those palms and sword beams appearing, Xuetu Shishibaqi just raised his head and glanced up. When the attacks were approaching, several of them suddenly disappeared in place.

boom! boom! boom!

A loud explosion came from high above, like thunder, shaking people's souls, and the void shattered, setting off a storm of nothingness.

On the side of the Temple of War, if they did not stop the war, it is estimated that many people would not be able to withstand this pressure, and would even die suddenly.

At this moment, the world was completely frantic, and the divine power storm destroyed everything, but strangely, the place where the transmission channel was located was intact.

Neither the incoming person nor the Blood Slaughter Eighteen Cavaliers wanted to destroy it.

After a short while, the heaven and the earth returned to calm, and above the sky, a group of figures instantly fell into the eyes of everyone. There were a dozen elders, and the aura in each person was extremely strong, as if they were integrated with the void.

"The old things of the ancients finally appeared." Zhan Tianxia's eyes were cold.

These strong men are obviously all the ancient strong men who escorted the ancient monks to the cemetery of the gods to experience. They have been around the sea of chaos and fog, waiting for the transmission channel to appear again, so as to take away their respective clansmen.

However, what they didn't expect was that the Blood Slaughter Eighteen Cavaliers were actually slaughtering their people, and everyone was furious, so they naturally stopped them without hesitation.

After all, if you watch your own people die here, why do you let them come here to practice?

"kill!"

Suddenly, one of the Eighteenth Horsemen of Xuetu rode forward on a demon-blooded dragon and leopard, and a hoarse voice was exhaled, which sounded very cold.

The ten or so ancient ancient clan powerhouses, they seem to have not paid attention to them at all. In their opinion, the other party is just a group of ants who want to kill.

When the voice fell, eleven of them suddenly stepped into the air, with unparalleled murderous aura blooming, a terrible vacillation shock, space riots, and heaven and earth shaking.

To reach their level, not to mention destroying the sky and destroying the earth, it is almost the same, even the space of the gods can not withstand their attacks, and they begin to shatter.

At this time, one of the Xuetu Eighteenth Cavaliers once again appeared at the exit of the transmission channel, and a machete in his hand began to continue to harvest the war soul mainland cultivator for his life.

"Stop it, you guys are inferior to the beasts!"

"Zhan Tianxia, dance with foreign races, don't play with fire and set yourself on fire. The Battle Soul Continent is destroyed, and you are just a dog of foreign races."

"Collaborating with other races and murdering compatriots, you should be punished!"

An angry voice came from high above, and the ancient cultivators were completely furious, but they were helpless. All the cultivation bases of the Eighteenth Blood Slaughter Knights were all cultivation bases above the Nine Transformation God of War, and there was also a powerhouse who had perfected the God of War .

Even if they wanted to make a move to save, they were still powerless, not to mention killing the Eighteenth Knight, if they continued to fight, they might die in the end.

After all, the Eighteen Knights of the Blood Slaughter, they are not only 18 people, but also 18 monster blood dragon leopards. Even if the strength of the monster blood dragon leopard is not as good as that of the 18 people, it is estimated that it is about the same.

Zhan Tianxia looked indifferent, as if he hadn't heard those words at all, and reached such a state, his character was already firm enough, how could he change his decision with just a few words?

What's more, this is not something that he can change in the battle of the world. Zhan Samsara personally ordered it, even if he battles the world, he can't stop the Eighteenth Blood.

The slaughter continued. More and more war spirit mainland cultivators killed by the eighteen knights with their own blood, as many as hundreds of people, the number of people who survived many ancient tribes was originally more than 400, but now there are only more than 300 left. Up.

The people inside still don't know everything outside the transmission channel, and the transmission is almost only a death ending.

The eyes of the ancient strong men were bloodshot, and they could only watch their descendants being wiped out. They were also so helpless back then. Now the same picture reappears again, and you can imagine the pain in their hearts.

This tragic scene will be remembered forever.

In the eyes of the alien monks, life is so low, that they slashed to kill as if it was not a person, but a grass.

"Chang!"

Suddenly, a blast came from the entrance of the transmission channel, but he saw a white-robed young man blocking the blood-colored battle-robed monk with a sword, his face was cold, and his eyes showed sharp killing light.

"Ye Qingcheng? How could he be so strong!" The cultivator in the Temple of War recognized the white-robed youth and couldn't help taking a breath.

Others only had to be slaughtered, but Ye Qingcheng actually blocked the attack of the Scarlet Tabard cultivator. Doesn't it mean that Ye Qingcheng's combat power is already equivalent to the Nine Changes God of War?

"Seven Changed God of War?" Zhan Tianxia squinted his eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "There is such a talent in the Ye family?"

With the power of the Seven Changed God of War, the key to resisting the Nine Changed God of War is that the Nine Changed God of War is still one of the best in the same rank. Ye Qingcheng's strength is enough to make everyone admire.

"Do you want to kill me?" Ye Qingcheng's eyes were extremely cold. He might not care how the foreign race slaughtered the cultivators of the War Soul Palace, but it was his turn, he was not a soft one.

The icy sword energy bloomed from Ye Qingcheng, and the space became distorted. He broke into the eighth floor of the cemetery of the gods, and he also got a great improvement.

As the second-ranked character of the ten evil spirits of the same age in the Battle Soul Continent, how could Ye Qingcheng be afraid of a Nine Changed God of War.

"dead!"

Ye Qingcheng sipped coldly, and the bronze ancient sword in his hand burst out with endless blue sword energy, covering every inch of the void. The blood-robed monk's robe was cut by sword energy, and blood burst out.

However, he didn't seem to know the pain, he didn't mean to retreat at all, and he killed Ye Qingcheng again.

Ye Qingcheng's expression was cold, the ancient bronze sword slashed in the air, and the sky was full of sword auras, as if all the sword auras were all fused together.

With a snort, the endless sword energy penetrated the blood-robed monk's chest, shattering his lower body. This sudden scene made everyone surprised.

However, what was even more surprising was that the blood-robed cultivator was not dead, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly volleyed, trying to kill Ye Qingcheng with a single blow.

It was too late, it was fast, when the scimitar slashed out and a blood sword burst out of the void, Ye Qingcheng suddenly disappeared in place.

puff! When Ye Qingcheng appeared again, he was already behind the blood-robed cultivator, and a sword penetrated the back of the blood-robed cultivator's head. No one knew how Ye Qingcheng avoided the killing blow.

The cries were endless, Ye Qingcheng did not intend to stop. When the bronze ancient sword trembled, the sword Qi tore the blood-robed monk's body to pieces, leaving nothing in the void.

"Dead?" The crowd took a deep breath, but the Nine Changes God of War was actually killed by Ye Qingcheng?

The people who knew that the Eighteenth Knight of the Blood Slaughter was even more trembling. That was the legendary invincible person, who was cut off by Ye Qingcheng today? !

"Space Profound meaning, what he understood turned out to be Space Profound meaning!" Zhan Tianxia saw more, his eyes flickering.

Ye Qingcheng suddenly disappeared just now, and it was completely weird. It was definitely not caused by speed, but space movement.

The only person who has the ability to move space is to comprehend the legendary meaning of space. Such a person can be said to be unique.

Ye Qingcheng stood in the air with an ancient bronze sword in his hand, looking coldly at Xuetu Shishiqi, his face turned pale, he also paid a lot of money just now, and it was a lot of waste.

"Humph!" At this moment, the man headed by Xuetu Shishibaqi coldly snorted, and suddenly, two blood-robed monks rose into the sky riding on the demon blood dragon and leopard.