Chapter 137

Every drop of blood is full of shocking power, and the blood rains and dances down through the sun and the moon. Ye Chu's expression burst, the Qinglian utensils suddenly became bigger, and the crosspiece was in front of him.

The blood blasts onto the Qinglian artifacts, and the sound of the cockroaches is endless, bursting with horrible fluctuations, which can easily destroy the mountains. It’s just that Ye Chu’s Qinglian artifacts, or the Supreme Sword, are not ordinary things, and they are not destroyed by ordinary power.

The blood that flies to Ye Chu is blocked by Qinglian. The Qinglian utensils tremble and scream, and Ye Chuzhen, who holds Qinglian, retreats back and forth, and can imagine the terrorist power contained in his blood.

After repeatedly retreating, Ye Chu was able to stand firm, his arms trembled, staring straight at the rain and fog.

At this moment, the sacred sacred, a fist slammed on the sacred device, the sacred screaming of the sacred sacred, like a scream, but also like a violent, peerless unbeatable power, the shaking of the four clouds, drowning the heavens, holy The mountain swayed and there was a crack in the road, and even if it was blessed, it could not withstand such power.

The males of the rain and fog have changed dramatically, their faces are stunned, and the anger in their eyes is even burning.

Other disciples are even crying. This is their home. With him always arrogant in this side, no one dares to violate them, but he did not expect to be robbed today. The sound of mourning resounded through the clouds, and the people who listened were stunned and saddened.

This kind of crying makes the rain and fog people more hateful of Ye Chu, they rushed up, burning blood, crazy rushing to Ye Chu.

"You are not desperate enough!"

Ye Chu Runwen spreads all over the body, the artistic conception is like a sword, and goes straight into the sky. Two objects in the hand are surging with a strong attacking power. The sword is stunned. As the blue light flashes, Ye Chu’s forehead Qinglian flashes and emerges. Out of the power of the sky, and Ye Chu cooperate, to kill the heroes and go.

The utensils are very extraordinary, and Ye Chu is too powerful. In the case that they can't use the underlying circumstances, there is no strong person who can block Ye Chufeng's strength, and it is unstoppable.

The heroes who burned the blood and had the blood of their ancestors could hardly resist the edge of Ye Chu. Although there are saints in the blood, they can't control them. The strength is greatly improved, but they can't reach the level of confrontation with Ye Chu.

Only a few dynasties can show the threat to Ye Chu. It is only under the righteousness and artifacts of Ye Chu, and they are forced to fall back. They can only watch the family one strong. The person fell in front of Ye Chu.

Swordsman flying, interspersed in the void, sharp and sharp, flying between, bring out a afterglow, the whole world is left with the meaning of Ye Chu.

"Ye Chu is too strong, and there is an unstoppable trend!"

"The group is hard to stop his pace, he is so powerful!"

"The sword is beyond the cognition, and the secret of the field can't stop him."

"Yeah, with its utensils, invincible."

"..."

Many people are amazed and shocked by the strength of Ye Chu. At this moment, Ye Chu seized the opportunity, and the Supreme Sword was thrown out. He stabbed himself in a sacred kingdom with a smashing angle. He died with unwillingness.

"Ye Chu, I want your life!"

One of the strongest people in the rain and fog family died in the hands of Ye Chu. He broke his arm and rioted. He burned his blood and rushed to Ye Chu. The speed was so fast that he was like a fireball and broke out completely. It is like a fireball bursting, and countless fires are coming out, with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, covering Ye Chu from all directions.

"Is it possible for me to blew myself?" Ye Chu snorted, the speed was extremely fast, and the wind was showing the extreme. When crossing, the runes were at the foot of the foot, and the lotus roots were at the foot, stepping through the battlefield. .

"Boom..." The huge self-explosion shock, this force is really strong, strong enough to anyone else, even Ye Chu, have to shake.

It is worthy of the blood of the saints, and his power has turned ten times. If he is in it, he will definitely be hit hard.

It is a pity that he is a supreme law, and the wind is running at full speed. This is a kind of speed, which can completely avoid his self-explosion.

When Ye Chu dared to kill the sacred mountains of rain and fog, the reason was that because of the imposing manner of the Supreme Law, he believed that the sinister trend was not a problem.

Without the help of the foundation, all of them can't help him.

"The patriarch!" The rain and fog people cried, watching the patriarch who died and blew, tears in his face, and his heart was filled with sorrow. Their patriarch, the first strongest in the family, died like this, and the death was forced to blew.

The boy was still arrogant, even if the patriarch blew himself, he could not shake him.

"Family old, run away!"

Some practitioners shouted and shouted at the last two royal kingdoms. This is the hope of their people. If they are all dead, the rain and fog family will really fall to the point where they are being bullied by others.

Over the years they have taken control of this world, and countless forces have been bullied by them, and they do not know how many people are offended. If the patriarchal kingdoms in the tribe are dead, those forces will definitely counterattack, and the living environment of the other tribes can be imagined.

The remaining two kings looked at each other with a glance, but they were unwilling to see it, but they knew that they could no longer change anything at the moment. Ye Chu was too strong, and the utensils in his hand matched his speed, which made him invincible.

"Grandfather! You are going! I will stop him!" The remaining king of the kingland shouted to an old man, this old man is very strong, and his strength is not weaker than the rain and fog patriarch.

The old man shook his head, and he felt that Ye Chu’s eyes locked him. At the speed of Ye Chu, he wants to escape is almost impossible.

The old man looked at the hand and stood up, standing in the cold-eyed Ye Chu, sighed with a sigh of relief: "Let him go! I am dead!"

"Grandfather!" The remaining kings of the dynasty were crying, and the eyes shed red blood.

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me about conditions?" Ye Chu stared at the old man and said, "I want to kill you. Do you think you can escape?"

The old man took a deep breath and looked at Ye Chu and said: "I will not lose you, but if I fight hard, I don't necessarily have to leave you some unforgettable memories. Your strength is just like me, with the help of the hand. Powerful."

Ye Chu laughed and looked at the other side and said: "Even if you don't use the utensils, you can kill you. What's more, the artifacts are also exercised by me, and it is also my strength."

The old man nodded: "You are right, my family can stand for so many years, with the help of the ancestors left behind, or else it has long since fallen. No matter what strength, can use the ability. Just did not think, my family Will encounter such a presence."

When the old man finished, he was extremely miserable, and he stood there and stood there, suppressing all the sacred sacredness and hate.

"Just, I have to work hard, you don't have to be able to retreat!" The old man bit his teeth, staring at Ye Chu.

"Then try!" Ye Chu coldly said, "Look at me and kill you both."