In the horrified eyes of everyone.

I saw a mountain in the west moving quickly towards this side. The mountain was like a three-story building, and below it, there was a figure faintly.

Someone's pupils shrank violently, and his lips trembled, "My mother, someone actually brought a mountain?"

"It's Xiahou Li of Qingtian Sect!"

"What? Is the Xiahou madman who tied himself to a mountain in the northern region of Kunlun Ruins and pulled him to run every day?"

"When this person comes, that guy is dead!"

"Yes, Xiahou madman is not comparable to Situ Kong's previous experience. This guy is warlike and fearless. When he was only twelve years old, he tore a saber-toothed winged tiger comparable to the Martial Master realm!"

Everyone looked at the mountain getting closer and closer in horror, and saw clearly the figure holding the mountain. It was a rough-looking young man with upper body, his arms were as strong as a dragon, and his eyes flashed with bright light.

"Although you and I have no grudges or grudges, I, Xiahou Li, almost died under Ye Wushuang's sword. Therefore, if you take his sword, it is equivalent to being my Xiahou Li's enemy!"

"I will go and find Ye Wushuang to take revenge after he kills you!"

Xiahou Li held the mountain with one hand and looked down at Ye Chen from a high place. His voice was like a roar of a tiger, which made many people's eardrums numb.

After saying that, he roared angrily, held the mountain with one hand and smashed it down at Ye Chen, with such a mighty power as if he wanted to suppress the moat of the Enanglong City.

"Xiahou Li is worthy of being the monster of Qingtian Sect. He carried the mountain all the way, his face was neither blushed nor breathing, and his momentum was even higher than before!" Someone praised Lianlian.

Many people were silent when they heard this, staring at the mountain that looked like a meteorite falling. They were very afraid of it. Under such an offensive, even a hole would be smashed into a city.

Ye Chen slowly spread his right palm, and Ye Wushuang's sword immediately appeared in his hand, and his sword body trembled slightly: "What I love is across the mountains and seas, and all the mountains and seas can be leveled. Since Wushuang has not been able to kill you, I will kill you!"

"This guy actually used Ye Wushuang's sword?"

Someone immediately sneered: "Did he think that he is as proficient in swordsmanship as Ye Wushuang, and is a genius in swordsmanship that is rare in a thousand years?"

Xiahou Li smiled even more disdainful.

However, just when the mountain was less than ten feet away from the river, a shocking sword light suddenly burst out from the long sword in Ye Chen's hand.

This shocking sword light shook up like the rising sun, and in an instant it swept across the mountain of Xiahouli.

Everything around him became extremely still in an instant.

When someone was about to mock him, he suddenly found that the mountain collapsed on the spot after being swept by the sword light, and turned into countless tiny ones that were scattered around at any time.

Someone subconsciously wanted to catch one of the gravels, but found that as soon as his hand touched it, the gravel immediately turned into a ray of ashes, and together with his hand, it turned into ashes.

"Sword intent, there is sword intent above at any time!"

"What a strong sword intent!!!" At this moment, everyone was shocked by the extremely strange scene and their scalp was numb.

When they looked up at the air again, they found that Xiahouli was motionless in the void and looked straight at Ye Chen: "I didn't die under Ye Wushuang's sword, but I died under your sword!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his head immediately rolled down, and his lower body fell into the turbulent river water.

At this moment, the scene was silent again!

...

Outside the Enanglong City, Fu Qiuchan and others followed the breath and quickly rushed towards the direction of the moat, and heard all kinds of extremely explosive news along the way.

"Five first-level martial masters were killed instantly!"

When he heard it, Yue Kun smiled disdainfully: "It's just five junior martial masters. If I were me, I could do it!"

Another news came: "Situ Kong from the Glacier Valley was trampled to death!"

Yue Kun couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "Yue Kun is also a top martial master after all, how could he be trampled to death?"

Even so, he didn't care much. After all, the Glacier Valley is far inferior to the Star Sect, and the genius in the Glacier Valley is nothing.

"Xiahou of Qingtian Sect held the Giant Mountain with his strength and was beheaded by a sword!!!" Fu Qiuchan's voice suddenly increased a little bit, and his face was a little unbelievable.

"How is this possible?"

Yue Kun's expression gradually subsided: "I don't have to be inferior to me, but I'm even stronger than me. How could he die?"

"Li Beiyou, the young leader of Lihuo Sect, died!"

"Xiao Mingwang of Xueyang Temple died!"

"The young master of Wuling Sect Pang Hao was killed!"

"Ye Zhennan, the lord of Lianyun Castle, died!"

"Yin Zhuang, the first genius of Yuan Ci Sect, died!"

“…”

The closer they got to the place of war, the more shocked Fu Qiuchan, Yue Kun and others were, because along the way, they heard that many people had died. These people were either young sect leaders or young masters, and they were all the first people in the younger generation of major sects.

Fu Qiuchan took a deep breath and said, "Who is this guy? How could he slaughter so many elites from various sects one after another?"

"Crazy, I think he's really crazy!"

Yue Kun swallowed his saliva and said, "Are you not afraid that the supreme sects such as my three sects and four sects will take action?"

They were originally watching Ye Chen joke, but unexpectedly they heard one by one more and one more blowjob.

Just as they approached the place of war, they saw clouds in the air in front of them as if they were stained with blood.

Then a bloody rain broke out from the sky, pouring down, and the entire river surface was dyed red in a few breaths.

Next moment!

Three human heads fell from the air.

"It's them!"

Yue Kun's face finally changed and he became very shocked: "This... isn't this the Three Little Kings of Xuanyin Island?!!"

Fu Qiuchan's eyes were filled with shock.

Xuanyin Island is infinitely close to the supreme sects such as the three sects and four sects in Kunlun Ruins. There are supreme giants on the island, and the three little kings on Xuanyin Island are all infinitely close to the realm of the false emperor.

Now he even has his head cut off!

They couldn't help but look up and saw a man wearing a hat standing in the distance. The other party held a long sword in his hand, and the sword body was soaked with blood.

"Who is your priest?"

A monk wearing a cassock, holding a rosary with three flowers gathered on his head stepped forward, staring at Ye Chen like a hawk.

"Are you not afraid of being punished by my three sects and four sects in Kunlun Ruins like this?"

With his appearance, everyone present was shocked.

"It's the Buddhist Little Ming Wang Fanzhen!"

"Sir, as one of the three sects and four sects, Fan Zhen actually stood up to express his opinion. Doesn't that mean that the three sects and four sects finally can't sit still and watch that person behaves violently?"

At this moment, everyone showed excitement on their faces. They were really scared by Ye Chen's killing. More than a dozen geniuses from the sect died at his hands.

Faced with Fan Zhen’s questioning, Ye Chen stood there with his hands behind his back, his indifferent face without any fluctuations: “If you are not convinced, you can come over and get to die!!!”

...
Chapter completed!