Chapter 257: Minghuang belt

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Hey, a sword is flying in the air.
Ye Chen suddenly felt that a stock murder machine locked himself. The swordsmanship released by this sword shadow is so powerful that it is simply unimaginable. If you hit any sword, Ye Chen will die.
"I don't believe that you can't break your sword body!" Ye Chen ran wildly, his hands kept moving, and the sinister air knife spurred toward the sword body.
When Ye Chen was running wildly, he saw that the swordsmanship that appeared in the sword shadow was three, three, nine, and turned into a rainy day, and it was shot down in a dense manner.
Can't hide!
This sword rain is too dense, and does not give Ye Chen any chance to escape.
Looking at the body of the Emperor Ming Dynasty, I saw the Ming Emperor’s sword swaying. Hey, Xuanqi Feidao wiped the Ming Emperor’s sword and flew over it. Without Ye Chen’s thought control, these mysterious flying knives would not turn and fly. After a certain distance, it disappeared out of thin air.
Ye Chen took a slow step and saw a sword-soil bombardment at a distance of about five or six meters from Ye Chen. A strong impact swept through.
"嘭", Ye Chen was hit by this impact, and he flew out.
Seeing that Jian Yu was going to cover himself, Ye Chen immediately urged the stars to print, and the body slammed in the place.
Boom! ! !
The sword rain fell like a rainstorm.
Yantai thought that Ye Chen would die no doubt. It was too late to want to save. The calm heart lake slightly shook a little, but when she looked over there, she did not see the blood and the rain, I don’t know the leaves. What kind of means did Chen escape?
Jianying slightly frowned, did not expect this case, Ye Chen actually escaped, he slightly felt, I know that Ye Chen's breath did not dissipate.
The two did not stop, and they kept hitting and hitting again.
With a bang, the Taiwanese volley flew back a few steps, and the beautiful and innocent face showed a pale color, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.
Ye Chen entered the star print and recovered his mysteriousness. He always pays attention to the situation outside, and finds that there are some problems in the ring and the heart is a little anxious.
In the center of the squad, the purple Mars lion looked at Ye Chen and said: "The kid, let me out of the lion, I can fly the bird with a tail!"
Ye Chen looked at the purple Mars lion. He understood that once the purple singer lion was released, everyone had to finish it. This is a very dangerous move. Before Ye Chen almost lost his senses in order to save the raccoon and the winglet. It will be impulsive to break the star print, but now, Ye Chen understands that putting the purple Mars lion out will only make things worse.
"The little beauty outside is not the opponent of the little girl. If the lion is not going out, the little beauty outside will die." The purple lion's front paw gently patted the ground and sneered. "Before you are willing to break." The star-studded seal, put the lion out, just to save the little civet and the little winged snake, the lion, I really appreciate you. If you put the lion out, the lion, I am happy, reward you as the lion's men !"
Ye Chen glanced at the purple Mars lion and bowed his head. He did not know whether the purple Mars lion would abide by the faith. It would be too difficult for a monster to obey the faith. The Taiwanese priest could not support it. It seems that there is no other. The way to win the sword shadow, Ye Chen's heart is constantly struggling.

Is there a way for the lion to let me defeat the sword?
Ye Chen looked at the purple Mars lion and wondered what to do.
It’s too dangerous to let the purple Martian lion go out. Is there a better way?
"The lion has a way of course, just rely on the little girl, the lion does not even shoot, there are seven or eight ways to kill him, but do you think I will be stupid to tell you?" Purple Mars lion arrogantly licked the mane "Successfully," the lion was released, and the lion was trapped in this bird for so many years, and he was dying."
"The lion said something big, with my current strength, it is impossible to be the opponent of the sword shadow, how can he beat him?" Ye Chen thought of a turn, followed the words of the purple Mars lion.
"The wisdom of the purple Martian lion family is what you humans can match." The purple Mars lion screamed twice. "I have lived for tens of thousands of years. Can this little squad be a rare one?"
"Blowing the bull, I am respectful, the sword shadow is estimated to have no limit, how can I beat him!" Ye Chen pretended to be unbelievable.
"Hey, you stupid, do you think that this will give me a boost? I will tell you how to deal with that little girl? Your Xuanqi flying knife is so powerful, why do you have to attack the Minghuang sword, put the hail Broke, the little girl can not cry?" Purple Mars Lion taunted the tunnel, suddenly saw Ye Chen drilled a star print, screamed, "Hey, you are not afraid of death, how to go out? Fast Put the lion out, lion, I want to go out!"
The purple Martian lion has been unable to hold Ye Chen, and his brow is slightly wrinkled, muttering to himself: "What did I say?" Looking back carefully, I thought about what I said just now, and found no problems. I screamed twice, "I still dare to go out, it’s just looking for death!" I walked around boringly, and it seems that I can’t get out for a while, but after thousands of years, he’s used to it, lying down and continuing to scream. sleep.
Ye Chen appeared again outside the starry sky. At this time, the sky and the cymbal were defeated. The light of the trident in the hand seemed to be faint, and the body was scarred.
After Jianying discovered Ye Chen, he converges on the offensive. He feels a bit strange about how Ye Chen escaped.
"Since you have a way to escape, why are you coming back?" Jianying glanced at Ye Chen with a faint look.
Although the shackles are scarred, but the expression is still so cold and noble, when I heard the sword shadow, I also looked at Ye Chen below. If Ye Chen has the ability, he can leave and not come back, because they are sure to lose, and it is impossible to defeat Jianying.
"And no matter why I come back, I want to talk to the sword shadow predecessors." Ye Chen Shen Sheng, he has already felt that the air machine of Jianying is already locked in, and there will always be a sword rain falling, that tyrannical Breath, if it is not the body of the soul, Ye Chen may not be able to support it.
In this murderous day, Ye Chen is still calm, and the right-handed Xuanqi flying knife has already condensed.
"Oh? I want to hear, we have something to talk about." Jian Ying held his hand and stood calmly, his face was full of smiles.
"The things of the ghost, I have already said it to the predecessors. We don't have any intentions. We only want to use a relic of the Emperor to suppress the ghost. If the swordsman insists on not borrowing, then we will only There is a fish dead net broken!" Ye Chen flashed a trace of Limang in the eyelids, Xuanqi flying knife flying up and down, the darkness of the gas became more intense.
In order to revenge for the raccoon and the winglet, Ye Chen decided to go out.
"The fish died in the net? Do you have this ability?" Jianying shouted, the murder was heavier, a strong air machine, firmly locked Ye Chen.
Ye Chen felt a stronger pressure, as if to crush the body, but he bit his teeth and his eyes were firm, Shen Sheng said: "Of course we are not the opponents of the sword shadow predecessors, nor can we destroy the Minghuang sword. However, the power of the Xuanqi flying knife, the sword shadow predecessor is already clear, if I shot the mysterious flying knife to the emperor's hail, what will happen?"
When I heard Ye Chen’s words, Jianying finally changed slightly, and his face was gloomy:
If you dare to do this, I will chase you, and I will die until my death! My strength is indeed sealed, but it is my own. If you destroy the ice of the Emperor, I will break out and you will escape from my pursuit!"
"Predecessors have said a lot, I said, I don't want to be an enemy of my predecessors. We just want to take a relic of the Emperor. If the predecessors gave it, we will definitely retreat and will not offend the predecessors. If the predecessors insist on not giving it, then I can only use the mysterious flying knife to destroy the hail, even if the last fish died, it will not hesitate!" Ye Chen did not show weakness, the Xuanqi flying knife in his hand is more prosperous.
The shadow of the sword shadow is uncertain. He weighed it for a long time. Finally, he made a difficult decision. He compromised: "I can give you a relic of the Emperor. After you take the relic, you will quickly leave. If there is greed, then I will not be polite!"
"If you can get the relics of the Ming Emperor, we dare not disrespect the sword shadow!" Ye Chen said.
Yantai retired a distance and gasped for a moment. She did not expect Ye Chen to use such a method to coerce the sword and submit it. It must be said that this is the most effective way. If she continues to fight, she will lose. .
In the past, the battle between Taiwan and Taiwan, from the unmatched enemy, until today, only to find that the ground of the forbidden domain, there is such a strong presence, so that she put up some arrogance.
The shadow of the sword flew over the sky above the Emperor's hail. Standing for a long time, quietly staring at the remains of the Emperor in the hail, the eyes were full of deep thoughts and sorrows.
"Mingfeng, seventy-seven thousand six hundred and sixty-four years, seven months and twenty-one days, you still have not changed, I have not changed, the years are not old, time is like a shuttle, today I take something from you, Let them go.
Jianying’s right hand waved, and the hail’s cover slowly opened. His eyes fell on a few things beside the Ming Emperor’s body. Those were the relics left by the Emperor’s life, and his right hand moved. A belt flew up and flew in the direction of Yechen. The hand of Jianying slowly fell, and I saw the hail cover slowly falling down and put together.
Seeing that the belt flew, Ye Chen took the belt in his hand. He looked at the shadow of the sword and hugged the fist. He thanked the sword and the predecessors. The predecessors were the most affectionate people. The feelings with the Ming Emperor are so deep, I think the Emperor will not want to see the sorrows of the predecessors. We will not bother again in the future, and the swordsmen will be treasured."
Ye Chen slowly withdrew from the hall, and Yantai also retired. Ye Chen looked back, and Jianying always stood still.
The two went back together along the way.
In the hall, Jianying volley stood there, watching the remains of Ming Emperor, for a long time, looked at the back of Ye Chen and Yantai, and made a long sigh, the body turned into a streamer, hidden into the stone below. Among the Ming emperors on the stage.
The mottled Minghuang sword, covered with rust, quietly stands there, like an ancient time.
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