Galaxy Sword Emperor

Chapter 82
"Peng" Ye Mo flew up and hit Elder Cui on the chest.

Elder Cui coughed up blood, threw it flying, and fell to the ground. He looked at Ye Mo in horror, his face pale.

"Qiang..." The heavy Wufeng sword actually made a trembling buzz under Ye Mo's shaking, and stepped forward with one step, which would kill Elder Cui.

"Ye Mo, you dare to kill me, the elder of Antan City, do you want the entire Ye family to be buried with you?" An Chenyuan said coldly.

Ye Mo smiled faintly: "I have killed no fewer than ten young disciples, and Antan City is already immortal, so why would I dare? Besides, let the entire Ye family be buried with you, I'm afraid that Antan City doesn't have the strength!"

While speaking, his figure was already approaching Elder Cui, and the Wufeng sword stabbed at his chest.

"The city lord will not let you go!" On the verge of death, Elder Cui could only grasp at the last straw.

The Wufeng Sword rested lightly on his shoulder, and the weight of five hundred catties made the seriously injured Elder Cui hunched over, trembling uncontrollably.

"From the moment you and An Chenyuan wanted to kill all the disciples of my Ye family, you were doomed. Not only you, everyone in the City Lord's Mansion deserves to die today. On the road to Huangquan, you can go ahead and wait for them , over there, An Chenyuan will have to rely on you to protect him!" Ye Mo's voice was indescribably indifferent.

Elder Cui's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with fear. As the Supreme Elder of the City Lord's Mansion, no one dared to provoke them in Antan City. They never even thought that they would perish one day.

Up to this moment, the heavy sword was resting on his shoulder, feeling the murderous intent passed by the other party, Elder Cui really felt the panic and helplessness from the bottom of his heart.

"No, you can't kill me, I'm the elder of the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Pfft..." Wufeng Sword had a black awn.

Elder Cui's head soared into the sky, blood spurted out like a injection, and a faint bloody smell permeated the air.

Ye Mo turned around slowly, his eyes fell on the young disciples of the City Lord's Mansion, his cold eyes carried a bit of murderous intent, and he stepped forward step by step.

The pace was not fast, but it seemed to be stepping on the hearts of all the young disciples of the City Lord's Mansion. They retreated involuntarily, their eyes full of fear.

The headless corpse of Elder Cui stood there shockingly, it was their example.

Not only the people in the City Lord's Mansion, but also the disciples of other aristocratic families present all gasped. They had heard that Ye Mo and the Chen family were invited

He also knew that he was not easy to mess with, but he never thought that he would be so fierce that he not only killed the elders of the city lord's mansion, but listened to him, and even An Chenyuan would not let go.

An Chenyuan didn't take half a step back, and looked at Ye Mo with disdain: "Ye Mo, don't forget that Antan City represents the Dynasty that hates the sky. Although it is located in a remote place, it is also owned by the Dynasty. If you dare to kill me! Disciple and Elder of the City Lord’s Mansion, not only the Ye family can’t keep you, but no one in the whole world can keep you!”

The Wufeng sword in Ye Mo's hand pointed at An Chenyuan, and said with a calm smile: "I will bear all the responsibility for the future. The consequences will be determined by myself, but today, you must die!"

"Then see if you have the ability!" An electric shock flashed across An Chenyuan's eyes, and at the same time, with a wave of one hand, a string of jet-black beads flew out from his wrist.

"Sword Bead! Kill"

There are thirteen beads in this string. As soon as Fang flew out, they turned into thirteen sharp sword auras, flying all over the sky with an extremely fierce aura. The thirteen sword auras seemed to have The spirituality is average, and he lingered on his own initiative.

"This string of bracelets was given by my father. It has supreme divinity and can automatically protect the lord. It is an amazing magic weapon of the Zhongzhou Xianmen. Although you can fight the realm of the ninth-rank real martial arts, I think it is a god of the Xianmen. How do you resist!"

An Chenyuan snorted coldly, his hands simultaneously transformed into seals one after another, the thirteen sword qi hovering in the sky unexpectedly had a faint divinity permeating out.

The dao rhyme seems to be entwined on every sword qi, connecting with each other, forming a delicate cycle.

"A good sword formation is a good magic weapon. It is similar to your Fianyun Seal, and purely in terms of attack, this set of sword formation is even better than the Fianyun Seal!" Wujun Chongcan said slightly.

"I hope it won't be damaged, grab it and give it to Ling'er!" Ye Mo's eyes lit up, and the Wufeng sword slashed out of the void, and he took the initiative to strike at the thirteen sword qi.

"Looking for death!" An Chenyuan gritted his teeth in disdain, beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead, and his face became much paler. At the same time, he clasped his fingers into swords and pointed fiercely at Ye Mo.

The thirteen sword qi are like thirteen meteors piercing the sky, entangled with each other, turning into the most primitive streamer, trying to envelop Ye Mo in it.

"Energy is good, but it's a pity that your strength is not enough to play its role. I want this treasure!"

The Wufeng sword was powerful and heavy, and under the infusion of Ye Mo's true energy, its power doubled, and it actually shattered two sword energy in a row, directly cutting into this halo.

An Chenyuan's whole body was shaken, he also endured huge consumption in manipulating this sword array, the magic weapon is a method that can only be sacrificed and used in the Minghu Great Realm, and this is just an ordinary magic weapon.

An Chenyuan was only at the sixth rank of real martial arts, but now he used the magic weapon forcibly, killing one thousand enemies and injuring himself eight hundred.

Back then, when Ye Mo killed the Chen family's seventh-rank master of true martial arts and forcibly activated the Cloud Turning Seal, if it wasn't for Wujun Zhongcan's hard work to protect him, he might have already lost his soul.

This is the coercion of the magic weapon, and the user will also be shocked by that terrifying force.

An Chenyuan's cultivation level was not much different from that of Ye Mo's that day, but he dared to directly use the magic weapon to attack Ye Mo, which in Ye Mo's view was courting death.

And with his strength, even if he used this set of killing swords, he would not be able to exert one or two tenths of the power, so Ye Mo didn't panic.

After splitting the halo of sword energy, the whole body was also submerged in it, feeling the sharp sword energy around him, and the breath alone made Ye Mo's skin ache.

If it were Elder Cui from the Ninth Grade of True Martial Arts to urge him, he might be able to suppress him only if he played all his cards.

But at the moment when An Chenyuan was performing it, it wasn't that scary.

The Wufeng sword turned into a light that sprinted around the body to protect the whole body. At the same time, the power of the cloud-turning seal bloomed quietly, protecting the whole body. Ye Mo's body gradually approached An Chenyuan, and one after another delicate sword intent lingered non-stop.

"Chong"

The two sword qi shattered by Ye Mo actually condensed into shape again, and joined the array that strangled Ye Mo.

Ye Mo swung the Wufeng sword with all his strength, like the Fudo King, with a dignified look on his face, but fortunately, he was protected by the aura of turning the clouds, so he did not bear much pressure, and his eyes kept looking for the flaws in the sword array .

"Northwest direction, attack and kill!"

Wujun's heavy silkworm's voice came, and almost at the same time, Ye Mo also saw the gap in the corner of the sword array, and the Wufeng sword pierced out without the slightest reservation.

A terrifying sword qi shot out, turning into billowing air waves, churning endlessly, and a sword just penetrated through the gap in that corner.

"Break it!" Ye Mo roared, the true energy in his body surged out, his black hair danced all over the sky, and the way of wind was condensed in the sword energy.

"Boom" came the sound of a huge explosion, and the thirteen sword qi were blown away by Ye Mo's sword.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang!" The five-hundred-pound Wufeng sword was as light as a feather in Ye Mo's hands. He raised the sword and dropped it. In the blink of an eye, thirteen swords were slashed out in succession, hitting the thirteen scattered sword qi.

The thirteen sword qi shattered continuously, and the hand bead whimpered, its light dimmed.

At the same time, An Chenyuan snorted, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"I've said it before, you are not my opponent, it's easy to kill you!" Ye Mo snorted coldly and rushed towards An Chenyuan.

"He really wants to kill An Chenyuan!"

Those disciples from the major families who had doubts before saw Ye Mo chasing An Chenyuan with a murderous face, and they couldn't help but change their faces.

"Soul-destroying bead!" An Chenyuan pressed his right hand between his eyebrows, and a blood-red bead appeared out of thin air.

With the infusion of An Chenyuan's true energy, the entire Dementor Orb emitted a strange blood-red light, and his face, under the reflection of this light, looked even more strange.

"I always feel that killing you is too cheap. It's better to let you become my puppet and serve tea and water in the future to atone for offending me today!" An Chenyuan sneered again and again.

At the same time, the soul-destroying pearl in his hand was shining brightly, and the blood-red light instantly turned into a red cloud, covering Ye Mo in it.

(End of this chapter)