The first thousand five hundred and twenty-seven chapters

On the top of the Purple Jade Hall, flesh and blood fluttered, the golden light flickered, the figure was moving, and the Zongwang strong were like ghosts, and fled to the hall.

Compared with the so-called prizes, Xiao Ming is far more important than that. It has been practiced for hundreds of years to reach today's status. No one wants to fall like this.

The young Ye Chu, like the same demon god, harvested more than a dozen lives in a blink of an eye, how can it be fearless.

"This, this is too..." Murong slenderly widened his eyes. It was really unbelievable, everything that happened at the top of his head.

That is the Zongwang strong person, but it is not Chinese cabbage. Is Ye Chu’s life-sacrificing punch really so horrible? One stroke has killed more than a dozen Zongwangqiang.

"Hey..."

Blood Sword can no longer hold back, cut through the large array of purple jade, and directly rushed to the golden light fist shadow over the hall.

"hiss……"

The blood sword is extraordinary. During the journey, the space is smashed and a bright vacuum belt is formed. Due to the high-speed operation, there is a space of silver.

Under the blood sword, the big array was not spared. It was directly cut into a big hole, and the gas bursting outwards formed a purple haze.

"Go to death!"

The golden light fist shadow surging, directly greeted the blood sword of horror.

"boom……"

"boom……"

What is striking is that the **** sword of horror has been hit by the golden shadow, and after the crash of several palaces, the blood sword has floated out.

"This……"

"How is this going……"

"Was Ye Chu actually so strong?"

Ten people in the underground chamber of Longfeng Mountain have their eyes wide open, and Ye Chu’s life-sacrificing punch is too strong. It’s comparable to the blood sword of the Supreme Sword. It’s really not that he’s flying. Believe.

"Old ancestors!"

Everyone looked at Murong Xiao, and Murong Xiao took his mind. Mu Rongxiao’s face was also very gloomy. Hesitated for a while and said: “For the time being, give up the big array, you and I will all go to the Purple Jade Hall!”

"Old ancestors, don't you smelt now? Do we want to give up?" Murong Zhentian was very unwilling, thinking of the day when Murong Xue took Ye Chu's hand and played against Long Shaoyuan, and then thought of the current Ye Chu. Strong, Murong Zhentian's anger is even better.

He can imagine that Murong Xue must not die, but eloped with this wild boy!

Even the blood sword is not the enemy of Ye Chu, then Long Shaoyuan is not worth mentioning, the two are not a level.

"Yes ancestors, blood swords only wake up once in ten years, we are not refining at this time, afraid that we have to wait another ten years, and it is also difficult to find yin and yang road baby!" The elders also spoke.

The two elders also said: "I see this Ye Chu is not so strong, perhaps related to the broken sword he just held, some like the legendary sword!"

"Is it the broken sword of love?"

Someone immediately thought of the love affair, and thought of the broken sword on the peak of the heartless, the Supreme Sword, the broken sword that carries the secret of the love field for thousands of years or even longer.

Murong Xiao nodded: "It is indeed related to the sword, but if we don't go at this time, I am afraid that this kid will take away these two yellow-haired hoes, and then we want to chase it too late!"

After all, Murong Xiao raised his hand to the four-footed Fang Ding in the field. Murong Zhentian and others hesitated, and they also removed the Lingyuan.

The four-legged Fang Ding immediately returned to calm, and the four Ding Fangtian arrays were also withdrawn. The ten people turned into light and shadows and immediately slammed into the place where the Ziyu Hall was located.

......

"Hey..."

Outside the Purple Jade Hall, the blood sword was repelled by Jin Guangquan, and did not immediately choose to lose, but the power was rising again, and a burst of blood came out of the blade, which was a figure.

This figure is extremely thin, although it is just a **** shadow, its power is terrible, and a piece of golden light close to him is also stained with blood.

"hiss……"

Ye Chu took a sip of cold air, his pale face appeared in the golden light fist shadow, the nearby golden light was slowly disappearing, and his mouth was hung with a trace of blood.

The strength of the other side is indeed too strong, and it is absolutely more terrible than the sacred sacred. Is this a living blood sacred?

"The broken sword of love, some meaning, you are the descendant of love?" The blood shadow flashed in the void, and in a blink of an eye came to Ye Chu's front, a pair of blood palms aimed at Ye Chu's eyebrows.

"not good……"

Ye Chu's face changed greatly, and the moment of the moment was applied, and the dangerous and dangerously avoided the **** palm.

"Ok?"

The blood shadow did not follow suit, but a surprised whisper. He muttered to himself: "There is still a trace of blood butcher, are you still descendants of the bloodstain? Impossible, The breath of the **** blood will not be like this, your breath is only associated, I understand..."

"You slept the female offspring of the blood butcher, so the body is contaminated with her breath, and she is the pure descendant of the blood mass!" The **** bloody masterpiece, once again rushed to the front of Ye Chu, the horrible pressure directly locked the leaf Chu, a pair of blood eyes flashed with a **** flame, staring at Ye Chu's eyes for a long time.

Ye Chu had a pair of eyes and eyes, but there was no fear of it. Instead, there was a golden glow.

The blood shadow laughed and said: "There is a kind of seed, even the female offspring of the blood butcher can sleep!"

Ye Chu naturally knows what he is talking about. He and his wife are both companions and husbands and wives. They just don’t have a church, and they are infected with the blood of the Supreme Blood. In addition, the practice of **** butchery has been used for a few years, but it has rarely been used in recent years.

"The sage of the Holy Spirit, there are some means..." The blood shadow looked at Ye Chu up and down, and was ready to say something.

However, his words have not been finished, a pair of golden fists suddenly collapsed in front of him, directly blasted to his face.

"boom……"

The horror of the golden light fist shadows the sky, directly smashing this blood shadow a few hundred meters, the blood shadow standing in the void, the sound is like a rolling Hong Lei resounding for nine days: "Boy! You thought I would not kill you. ?"

He originally wanted to see through the soul of Ye Chu, to see what the kid was, but did not expect to be counterattacked by Ye Chu.

"Half a blood dog, but also dare to yell in front of this little!" Ye Chu sounds cold, his body suddenly surged into a cold, extending along the golden shadow of his own.

"Is he crazy? Dare to fight this blood saint, this person is the blood spirit in the Excalibur!" Murong slenderly lying on the ground, the brain is not enough.

"He, still the one..."

Qing Wenting on the ground, but slowly sat up, a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, if Ye Chu succumbed to this blood sac, it is not Ye Chu.

Even if you die in battle, you can't break your heart. Otherwise, you will not be able to make progress in your life. This is the way of Ye Chu, and there is no way for him to be godless.

"Looking for death! Dare to be disrespectful to this holy, today you are the son of love, this holy also destroys you!" The blood shadow sounds rolling, the momentum is soaring, and the whole body has penetrated into the blood sword, and the blood sword has become a sword of the sword. At the top of the Yechu and Ziyu Hall.