Shu Gu did not stop everyone who could not fall. A group of people came to chase Ye Chu, and various forces shot behind Ye Chu, trying to stop Ye Chu.

But they underestimated Ye Chu's degree too much. Although the power behind him continued to impact, Ye Chu stood intact everywhere, and the continuous impact of various forces made Ye Chu's behind him mess.

"Encircle from both sides!" Seeing that he could not catch up with Ye Chu, a practitioner roared with a ferocious expression. Thinking of the tragic situation of the mountain, his anger would make them explode.

No one who comes here will leave, everyone will die!

Ye Chu was not as familiar with this time as they were. The other party surrounded him, and the distance from Ye Chu was shorter and shorter. Looking at the practitioner who was rushing towards him, Ye Chu's eyes were filled with coldness: "Because you are afraid of catching up with me? You just kill a few more people!"

As Ye Chu spoke, the sword intent burst out from his body, turning into a sword light, cutting through the void and causing a cold sound of breaking through the air, and shooting straight away the practitioners blocking him.

Almost in a moment, several practitioners who caught up with Ye Chu were penetrated, and blood flowed on the ground, and the smell of blood spread.

"Get out!" Ye Chu shouted loudly, and the vast sound shook out, causing a hurricane.

"Kill him!" Ye Chu's killing did not make them afraid. Instead, they rushed to Ye Chu even more hideously. Destroying their holy land is an indelible deep hatred. Only blood can baptize this hatred.

Looking at the practitioner who was rushing towards him, Ye Chu naturally would not be polite. The flowers rioted like brocades, and the petals in the sky were full of colorful colors. In the flying, the practitioners were cut and burst into pieces and blood flowed.

Shu Gu blocked all the strong men. Ye Chu, a cultivator who came to chase Ye Chu, could completely block it. He killed all the way, blood flowed all over the ground, and screamed everywhere he passed. Ye Chu danced all his power and kept rushing out.

However, the other party is not simple. After all, he is a cultivator from the holy land and quickly formed an effective counterattack. He condensed the formation, used wonderful techniques, and kept pounced on Ye Chu. A stream of terrifying artistic conception suppressed him. Ye Chu did not dare to underestimate him. He trembled with his mind patterns, and the nine stars rushed out. The starlight in the sky turned into sword intent. In the flying, the Burial Sword Technique surged, which stabilized his figure in the opponent's crazy siege and killing.

"Deploy the formation and burn the holy blood! Kill him!"

These practitioners were shocked by Ye Chu's strength, but this did not make them retreat. They all became even more crazy. Various magical formations cooperated to gather the power of everyone, and the artistic conception turned into terrifying attacks again and again, rolling towards Ye Chu.

The power is tremendous, and the formation formed turns into a fierce attack, which shakes the world every time. Ye Chu is surrounded by this group of people, and it is not easy. The artistic conception continues to shake out, and the green lotus wraps his whole body, killing and killing all the way.

No one could keep calm. They glared at Ye Chu, roared repeatedly, and various forces kept shaking to fight against each other.

The fight between the two sides was fierce, with force shooting and impact, and the void burst constantly. One after another, the force was about to destroy everything, and the energy flew everywhere, and the surroundings were directly beaten into a mess.

Various magical techniques were constantly used, and Ye Chu was bleeding in the end, and his body was covered with scars. However, compared to Ye Chu, the disciples who did not fall to the mountain were even more injured.

Although they were constantly wise, Ye Chu was also extremely powerful. With their artistic conception, they fought hard all the way, and were so powerful that they were a mess.

Walking along the way, blood stained the earth. Ye Chu was full of fighting spirit, and his sword intent rushed straight into the sky. At the end of the battle, Ye Chu became crazy. He would see blood when he took action, and his eyes were red with blood.

There are more and more practitioners who will not fall, and Ye Chu's fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger. Every time the power bursts, the artistic conception is full.

"Get out!"

Ye Chu fought out a bloody path from it, and the wind passed by instantly causing a bloody storm.

At the end of the fight, there were blood beads on Ye Chu's face, and the blood beads passed through his face, which was very shocking. Ye Chu's originally green face had a little more ferociousness and perseverance.

The flowers and brocade rioted again, crushing some of the cultivators, and shouted at everyone, "Who is going to come?"

Looking at the corpses on the ground, someone finally became shocked. When Ye Chu took a blood mark every step he took, they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and their eyes were full of horror.

"It's not like this!" Ye Chu laughed, touched the blood beads on his face, and stared at a group of practitioners surrounding him with sarcasm.

"I will not be humiliated, die!"

A figure flew from a distance and landed in the field, with a powerful aura and suppressed Ye Chu. The person who came was a young man, wearing armor, handsome face, and a texture that was not falling on his forehead. He stood straight in front of Ye Chu, and was rioted with astonishing pressure.

"Criminal!" The practitioner who did not fall to the mountain looked at the young man who was shooting out, bowed and bowed, with an excited look in his eyes.

This young man is the descendant of this generation of Wuxiaxingchen. He is a hero who has entered the level of the emperor with one foot and is expected to be in charge.

When the people who did not fall to the mountain saw him appear, their horror was also reduced. They were no match for the person in front of them, but if His Royal Highness took action, he would definitely be killed.

After fighting for so long, they could see that this person had not reached the Emperor. As long as he had not reached the Emperor, who could be the opponent of His Royal Highness?

He has already entered the Emperor with one foot. As a hero, he has no pressure to fight against the Emperor.

"So what if you don't insult you?" Ye Chu laughed, "It's just a broken mountain and it will be destroyed soon!"

Since he offended Wushu, Ye Chu would naturally not forget to mock him.

"You are looking for death!" Bulu Xingchen roared, and the anger in his eyes was about to gush out. The holy land was destroyed to this point, and the anger had already burned in his entire body.

"No one can save you, you will die!" Bulu Xingchen glared at Ye Chu, and the momentum on his body shook out, surging, a little stronger than the emperor.

"Just you?" Ye Chu laughed, his voice shaking, "I'm afraid you won't fall into the mountains!"

"I can still kill you!" Bulu Xingchen looked at Ye Chu ferociously, "I will crush your bones and ashes, and the Yuan Ling was torn apart by thousands of insects and died to pay tribute to me!"

"I'm afraid you can't do it!" Ye Chu sneered, "Just master, do you think you are the only one in the world? You are a master, aren't me?"
Chapter completed!