Everyone watched in horror.
In the west, there was a huge mountain that was moving towards them. The mountain was like a three-story building, and below it, there was a figure.
Someone’s pupils constricted violently, and his lips trembled as he said, “Oh my god, someone actually moved a mountain here?”
“It’s Xiahou Li from Sky Pillar Sect!”
“What? The Madman Xiahou who tied himself to a huge mountain in the north region of the Kunlun Ruins and ran with it every day?”
“Once this person comes, that guy is dead!”
“That’s right. Madman Xiahou isn’t someone Situ Kong can compare to. This guy loves to fight and is fearless of death. He tore apart a Swordtooth Winged Tiger that’s comparable to a martial venerable at the age of 12!”
Everyone watched in shock as the mountain came closer and closer. They also saw the figure holding the mountain. It was a rough-looking, half-naked young man. His arms were as strong as dragons, and his eyes shone brightly.
“Although there’s no enmity between us, I, Xiahou Li, almost died under Ye Wushuang’s sword. Therefore, you taking his sword is equivalent to being my enemy!
“I’ll seek revenge from Ye Wushuang after I kill you!”
Xiahou Li held the mountain with one hand and looked down at Ye Chen from above. His voice was like a tiger’s roar that made many people’s eardrums numb.
He roared after saying that. He held the mountain with one hand and smashed it down at Ye Chen from above. He seemed to want to suppress the moat of Border Dragon City.
“Xiahou Li is indeed a monster of the Sky Pillar Sect. He carried that mountain all the way here. Not only is he not panting, his aura is even stronger than before!” Someone exclaimed.
Many people immediately fell silent when they heard that. They stared fixedly at the meteor-like mountain as fear filled their eyes. Under such an attack, even a city would be left with a hole.
Ye Chen slowly opened his right palm. Ye Wushuang’s sword appeared in his hand immediately. The sword trembled lightly, “Love is separated by the mountains and ocean. The mountains and ocean can be flattened. Since Wushuang failed to kill you, I’ll kill you!”
“This guy is actually using Ye Wushuang’s sword?”
Someone sneered when he saw that, “Could it be that he thinks that he’s as proficient in Sword Dao as Ye Wushuang is and is a rare Sword Dao genius?”
Xiahou Li smirked in disdain.
However, when the mountain was less than 30 meters away from the river, Ye Chen’s long sword suddenly unleashed a shocking sword gleam.
The heaven-shaking sword gleam was like the rising sun as it soared upwards, instantly sweeping across Xiahou Li’s mountain.
Everything around him instantly fell silent.
Just when someone was about to mock him, they suddenly discovered to their shock that the mountain collapsed on the spot after being struck by the sword qi. It turned into countless tiny pieces that scattered in all directions.
Some people subconsciously wanted to grab one of the pieces, but they realized that as soon as their hands touched it, the piece immediately turned into dust. Even their hands turned into dust.
“Sword intent, there’s sword intent on it!”
“What a powerful sword intent!” At that moment, everyone was shocked by the strange scene.
When they lifted their heads to look at the sky again, they realized that Xiahou Li was standing in the air motionlessly. He looked straight at Ye Chen, “I can’t believe I didn’t die under Ye Wushuang’s sword, but I died under yours!”
As soon as he said that, his head rolled down, and his lower body fell into the raging river.
At this moment, the scene was dead silent again!
…
Outside Border Dragon City, Fu Qiuchan and the rest followed the aura and rushed towards the moat quickly. Along the way, they heard all kinds of extremely explosive news.
“Five beginner-stage martial venerables were killed instantly!”
When Yue Kun heard this, he smirked in disdain, “They are only five beginner-stage martial venerables. If it were me, I would be able to do it too!”
Another piece of news came, “Situ Kong of Ice River Valley was stomped to death!”
Yue Kun could not help but be surprised, “Situ Kong is a peak martial venerable. How did he get stomped to death?”
Even so, he did not really care. After all, the Ice River Valley was far inferior to the Star Sect, and the geniuses of the Ice River Valley were nothing.
“Sky Pillar Sect’s Xiahou Li held a giant mountain in his hand and was decapitated by a single sword strike!” Fu Qiuchan’s voice suddenly rose a few octaves as disbelief filled her face.
“How is this possible?”
Yue Kun’s expression gradually turned grim, “Xiahou Li’s strength isn’t weaker than mine. In fact, he’s even more powerful than me. How did he die?”
“Li Beiyou, the young sect master of the Fire Sect, is dead!”
“Young Wisdom King of the Blood Sun Temple is dead!”
“Pang Hao, the young master of the Wu Ling Sect, is dead!”
“Ye Zhennan, the fort master of the Lianyun Fort, is dead!”
“Yin Zhuang, the No. 1 genius of the Origin Magnetism Sect, is dead!”
“…”
The closer they got to the battlefield, the more shocked Fu Qiuchan, Yue Kun, and the rest were. Along the way, they had heard that many people had died. These people were either young sect masters or young masters. All of them were the No. 1 people in the younger generation of the major sects.
Fu Qiuchan secretly gasped and said, “Who is this guy? How did he kill so many elites from various sects?”
“Crazy, I think he’s really crazy!”
Yue Kun gulped down a mouthful of saliva and said, “He slaughtered the people of the various powers in such a frenzied manner. Could it be that he isn’t afraid of our three sects and four groups taking actions against him?”
Initially, they were here to watch Ye Chen make a fool out of himself. Never did they expect to hear something that was more explosive than the last.
Just as they approached the battlefield, they saw that the clouds before them seemed to be dyed red with blood.
Following that, a rain of blood began to fall from the sky. With a few breaths, the entire river was dyed red.
At the next moment, three heads fell from the sky.
“It’s them!”
Yue Kun’s expression finally changed. He was shocked, “Aren’t those the Three Little Kings of Mystic Yin Island?!”
Fu Qiuchan’s eyes were filled with shock.
The Mystic Yin Island was already infinitely close to the three sects and four groups in the Kunlun Ruins. There were supreme sects overseeing the island, and the Three Little Kings of the Mystic Yin Island were all infinitely close to the Pseudo Emperor Stage.
Now, even their heads had been chopped off!
They could not help but look up, and they saw a man wearing a conical hat standing in the sky far away. He was holding a long sword, and the blade of the sword was soaked in blood.
“Who exactly are you?”
A monk in a kasaya with a prayer bead in his hand and three flowers on his head took a step forward. He stared at Ye Chen like a hawk.
“Aren’t you afraid of being punished by the three sects and four groups by killing people from the various sects of the Kunlun Ruins?”
As he appeared, everyone present was shocked.
“It’s the young Wisdom King Fan Zhen from Buddha Sect!”
“Tsk, as one of the three sects and four groups, Fan Zhen actually stood out to express his stance. Doesn’t that mean that the three sects and four groups can no longer sit back and watch that person act violently?”
At that moment, everyone was excited. They were truly terrified by Ye Chen. Over a dozen elites from sects had died in his hands.
Facing Fan Zhen’s question, Ye Chen stood there with his hands behind his back. There was not a hint of emotion on his cold face, “If you’re not convinced, you can come and accept your death!”
Everyone watched in horror.
In the west, there was a huge mountain that was moving towards them. The mountain was like a three-story building, and below it, there was a figure.
Someone’s pupils constricted violently, and his lips trembled as he said, “Oh my god, someone actually moved a mountain here?”
“It’s Xiahou Li from Sky Pillar Sect!”
“What? The Madman Xiahou who tied himself to a huge mountain in the north region of the Kunlun Ruins and ran with it every day?”
“Once this person comes, that guy is dead!”
“That’s right. Madman Xiahou isn’t someone Situ Kong can compare to. This guy loves to fight and is fearless of death. He tore apart a Swordtooth Winged Tiger that’s comparable to a martial venerable at the age of 12!”
Everyone watched in shock as the mountain came closer and closer. They also saw the figure holding the mountain. It was a rough-looking, half-naked young man. His arms were as strong as dragons, and his eyes shone brightly.
“Although there’s no enmity between us, I, Xiahou Li, almost died under Ye Wushuang’s sword. Therefore, you taking his sword is equivalent to being my enemy!
“I’ll seek revenge from Ye Wushuang after I kill you!”
Xiahou Li held the mountain with one hand and looked down at Ye Chen from above. His voice was like a tiger’s roar that made many people’s eardrums numb.
He roared after saying that. He held the mountain with one hand and smashed it down at Ye Chen from above. He seemed to want to suppress the moat of Border Dragon City.
“Xiahou Li is indeed a monster of the Sky Pillar Sect. He carried that mountain all the way here. Not only is he not panting, his aura is even stronger than before!” Someone exclaimed.
Many people immediately fell silent when they heard that. They stared fixedly at the meteor-like mountain as fear filled their eyes. Under such an attack, even a city would be left with a hole.
Ye Chen slowly opened his right palm. Ye Wushuang’s sword appeared in his hand immediately. The sword trembled lightly, “Love is separated by the mountains and ocean. The mountains and ocean can be flattened. Since Wushuang failed to kill you, I’ll kill you!”
“This guy is actually using Ye Wushuang’s sword?”
Someone sneered when he saw that, “Could it be that he thinks that he’s as proficient in Sword Dao as Ye Wushuang is and is a rare Sword Dao genius?”
Xiahou Li smirked in disdain.
However, when the mountain was less than 30 meters away from the river, Ye Chen’s long sword suddenly unleashed a shocking sword gleam.
The heaven-shaking sword gleam was like the rising sun as it soared upwards, instantly sweeping across Xiahou Li’s mountain.
Everything around him instantly fell silent.
Just when someone was about to mock him, they suddenly discovered to their shock that the mountain collapsed on the spot after being struck by the sword qi. It turned into countless tiny pieces that scattered in all directions.
Some people subconsciously wanted to grab one of the pieces, but they realized that as soon as their hands touched it, the piece immediately turned into dust. Even their hands turned into dust.
“Sword intent, there’s sword intent on it!”
“What a powerful sword intent!” At that moment, everyone was shocked by the strange scene.
When they lifted their heads to look at the sky again, they realized that Xiahou Li was standing in the air motionlessly. He looked straight at Ye Chen, “I can’t believe I didn’t die under Ye Wushuang’s sword, but I died under yours!”
As soon as he said that, his head rolled down, and his lower body fell into the raging river.
At this moment, the scene was dead silent again!
…
Outside Border Dragon City, Fu Qiuchan and the rest followed the aura and rushed towards the moat quickly. Along the way, they heard all kinds of extremely explosive news.
“Five beginner-stage martial venerables were killed instantly!”
When Yue Kun heard this, he smirked in disdain, “They are only five beginner-stage martial venerables. If it were me, I would be able to do it too!”
Another piece of news came, “Situ Kong of Ice River Valley was stomped to death!”
Yue Kun could not help but be surprised, “Situ Kong is a peak martial venerable. How did he get stomped to death?”
Even so, he did not really care. After all, the Ice River Valley was far inferior to the Star Sect, and the geniuses of the Ice River Valley were nothing.
“Sky Pillar Sect’s Xiahou Li held a giant mountain in his hand and was decapitated by a single sword strike!” Fu Qiuchan’s voice suddenly rose a few octaves as disbelief filled her face.
“How is this possible?”
Yue Kun’s expression gradually turned grim, “Xiahou Li’s strength isn’t weaker than mine. In fact, he’s even more powerful than me. How did he die?”
“Li Beiyou, the young sect master of the Fire Sect, is dead!”
“Young Wisdom King of the Blood Sun Temple is dead!”
“Pang Hao, the young master of the Wu Ling Sect, is dead!”
“Ye Zhennan, the fort master of the Lianyun Fort, is dead!”
“Yin Zhuang, the No. 1 genius of the Origin Magnetism Sect, is dead!”
“…”
The closer they got to the battlefield, the more shocked Fu Qiuchan, Yue Kun, and the rest were. Along the way, they had heard that many people had died. These people were either young sect masters or young masters. All of them were the No. 1 people in the younger generation of the major sects.
Fu Qiuchan secretly gasped and said, “Who is this guy? How did he kill so many elites from various sects?”
“Crazy, I think he’s really crazy!”
Yue Kun gulped down a mouthful of saliva and said, “He slaughtered the people of the various powers in such a frenzied manner. Could it be that he isn’t afraid of our three sects and four groups taking actions against him?”
Initially, they were here to watch Ye Chen make a fool out of himself. Never did they expect to hear something that was more explosive than the last.
Just as they approached the battlefield, they saw that the clouds before them seemed to be dyed red with blood.
Following that, a rain of blood began to fall from the sky. With a few breaths, the entire river was dyed red.
At the next moment, three heads fell from the sky.
“It’s them!”
Yue Kun’s expression finally changed. He was shocked, “Aren’t those the Three Little Kings of Mystic Yin Island?!”
Fu Qiuchan’s eyes were filled with shock.
The Mystic Yin Island was already infinitely close to the three sects and four groups in the Kunlun Ruins. There were supreme sects overseeing the island, and the Three Little Kings of the Mystic Yin Island were all infinitely close to the Pseudo Emperor Stage.
Now, even their heads had been chopped off!
They could not help but look up, and they saw a man wearing a conical hat standing in the sky far away. He was holding a long sword, and the blade of the sword was soaked in blood.
“Who exactly are you?”
A monk in a kasaya with a prayer bead in his hand and three flowers on his head took a step forward. He stared at Ye Chen like a hawk.
“Aren’t you afraid of being punished by the three sects and four groups by killing people from the various sects of the Kunlun Ruins?”
As he appeared, everyone present was shocked.
“It’s the young Wisdom King Fan Zhen from Buddha Sect!”
“Tsk, as one of the three sects and four groups, Fan Zhen actually stood out to express his stance. Doesn’t that mean that the three sects and four groups can no longer sit back and watch that person act violently?”
At that moment, everyone was excited. They were truly terrified by Ye Chen. Over a dozen elites from sects had died in his hands.
Facing Fan Zhen’s question, Ye Chen stood there with his hands behind his back. There was not a hint of emotion on his cold face, “If you’re not convinced, you can come and accept your death!”
