The struggle between the two sides has reached a white hot stage.
As many as seven or eight hundred of the thousand disciples of the ruling meeting died.
Almost dozens of fengshenwei died, and the rest were covered with heavy colors, almost losing their combat power.
Su Yang showed his teeth at this time. These are the elites of the ruling Committee.
So many people died under his leadership.
The two elders will surely blame him, and he will pay a painful price at that time.
Yan Mao, Yan Mao, why is your bone so hard to bite?
"Yan Mao, I will tear you to pieces!"
Yan Mao is naturally not afraid.
The disciples are almost ready to fight. Naturally, as the patriarch, he can't sit on the Diaoyutai, and it's time to go out.
"Haha, come on, let me see what the elite of the ruling council can do?"
The two fought together in an instant.
Su Yang, holding a bloody long knife, rushed to Yan Mao with a powerful momentum of thunder. Everywhere he passed, there was a sea of blood.
"Hum, I didn't expect that the disciples of the ruling meeting would also practice evil Kung Fu. It's ridiculous."
Yan Mao sneered.
There is no right path for the skill that has always been associated with blood.
Most of them depend on absorbing others' blood to practice.
Today's ruling meeting really gave him a big 'surprise'.
"I will honor my strength. It's just evil. It's not your turn to evaluate it. Die!"
"Blood blade!"
"I'll break it!"
The bloody knife awn was broken by the strong wind, but the broken strong wind condensed again in the air and swept back quickly.
Su Yang waited quietly.
"Is this your determination? But so!"
"Speak wildly, watch my storm!"
Yan Mao was angry, and the whole sky seemed to twist in the wind, shaking the earth.
The roaring wind was like a giant dragon, with its mouth open and scarlet fangs bared, which was about to devour Su Yang.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
"Break it!"
The battle between the two seemed to make the world change color. No building could carry it completely where the spirit could reach.
The Fengshen sect, which was once popular, gradually turned into ruins under the two men's battle.
Yan Mao's eyes are scarlet.
These are the thousand year heritage of Fengshen sect. Every building is condensed with the blood and tears of all ancestors.
Su Yang was undoubtedly beating him in the face by destroying it.
"I fought with you."
"Click!"
The bloody long knife was suddenly broken by the wind. Su Yang was helpless and could only grasp the wind with his bare hands.
Yan Mao was delighted.
His strong wind is sharper than a knife. He doesn't want this hand anymore.
But the next scene shocked him.
Su Yang's whole body was bathed in blood, as if he were a bloody man.
His body seemed soft, but it was as hard as King Kong. He was baptized by the wind without any damage.
"How is this possible?"
"Haha!"
Su Yang covered his face with a ferocious smile.
"Yan Mao, my blood skills have reached the peak, and my body is harder than the horizontal martial arts saint. If you want to break my defense, it's still a few years."
"What kind of skill is this?" Yan Mao asked cautiously.
Naturally, he had heard of this decision, which was once a nightmare for all the capital sects.
A hundred years ago, there was a man who practiced this method and decided to be born out of nowhere.
Wherever you go, wherever you kill, you are invincible. The more you kill, the stronger you are. You are called the boundless ancestor.
But later, he killed too much and was jointly suppressed by many patriarchs.
At that time, the ancestors of Wujiang were destroyed.
Should it be inherited.
How can there be such a skill in this world?
If it is really a long-term decision, Yan Mao knows he must not be an opponent.
Jian Hongchen explained the origin of this method for ye Chen.
Ye Chen immediately enters the system.
"Search for me, and you will live forever."
"Ding."
"The successful search belongs to the blood line skill. The cultivator can gather the collected blood around the body to form a rock solid armor, which is invincible."
"What if I want to destroy it?"
"Please read 327 books for the host to find the method of destruction."
"OK, bring the book."
Ye Chen was immersed in the sea of books and began to read.
Su Yang in the battlefield has begun to fight back. Even though Yan Mao moved around in the strong wind and was fast, he still hit him.
Give a tight palm.
Yan Mao vomited blood and was seriously injured on the ground.
"Haha, is that all?" Su Yang stepped on Yan Mao's body, full of sneers.
Yan Mao was extremely sad and angry.
He was defeated, utterly defeated.
"Master ye, if you don't show up at this time, when will you wait? Do you really want to die?"
Yan Mao is at least the Lord of the sect. How can he not count Ye Chen as coming long ago.
Ye Chen was able to watch a good play just now, but if he doesn't do it now, Fengshen sect will be really finished.
"Haha, what? Do you have any help? Tell you, with me here, even if you have help, he doesn't dare to show up!"
Su Yangyi's position, his body burst into bloody light, like the blood god coming into the world, majestic and invincible.
"Really? I've seen people who blow ox forks, but I haven't seen you blow ox forks like this. Your tone is simply bigger than my beriberi."
"Ask if this mountain is the highest in the world, or if it is higher than the sky; in the world, there is a mountain higher than this mountain, but love can't find a better place than you..."
Accompanied by an exciting BGM.
Ye Chen led the disciples of Tianxiu sect to fall from the sky. Each of them was dressed in gold armor, which looked particularly bright against the sun, and was 10000 times more handsome than fengshenwei.
This light is very dazzling, but in everyone's eyes, this is the light of hope!
Ye Chen saw that he had attracted everyone's attention and shouted, "everyone raise your hands, follow my beat, and shout loudly: you are the most beautiful boy in this street!"
No one answered.
Their eyes are strange, as if ye Chen is a silly fork.
Yan Mao was speechless for a while.
"Master ye, just play music when you come out. It's too much to set off the atmosphere."
Ye Chen smiled, "is it too much? Haha, next time I'll change my way."
"Who are you?"
Su Yang stared at Ye Chen closely, always feeling a little familiar.
Ye Chen straightened up and said in a loud voice, "I'm the nightmare you will never forget -- leader of Tianxiu sect -- Ye Chen!"
"What? Are you ye Chen?"
Su Yangdun was so murderous that he completely ignored Yan Mao at his feet.
For the ruling Committee, it is important to destroy the wind god sect, but the more important thing is to kill Ye Chen.
Ye Chen ran away from the ruling, which seemed to be the biggest humiliation of the ruling.
If he can wash away the humiliation, no matter how many disciples die, he will do more than he has done.
"Haha, it's too late to find you. I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself. God helped me!" Suyang was in a good mood.