Chapter 719

Broken arm?

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. He looked at the indifferent figure along Wu's eyes for a while. He suddenly thought of something in his mind. His pupils tightened and said in surprise: "does the broken arm you said belong to Fang Han?"

Hearing the speech, everyone's eyes were slightly frozen. Immediately, a look of surprise burst out of their faces.

"Exactly."

Wu looked gloomy for a while and nodded heavily.

At the beginning, ye Chen cut off Fang Han's arm, which was well known in the whole city. Since then, Fang Han suddenly disappeared. Many people thought that Fang Han could not accept such a blow. Frustrated, they curled up in the depths of the palace and dared not come out to meet people.

But after a while, there was news that Fang Han not only didn't lose heart, but was brave after knowing shame. He practiced hard for the purpose of revenge.

As for where he went to practice, no one knows or knows.

If, as Wu chuanzi said, the broken arm found in the strong man's cave belongs to Fang Han, it means that during the period when Fang Han disappeared, he was practicing hard in the cave.

"I remember Leng Luoxue once said, let's be careful with Fang Han and don't conflict with him. Now it seems that Fang Han mostly got some anti heaven martial arts in the strong man's cave, and his strength has made great progress." Lin Guanqi also said in a deep voice. He thought of the strange purple fire scattered on Fang Han, and his heart felt a burst of fear.

The faces of the people were not very good-looking. They bowed their heads and meditated. They always focused on the twelve strong saints. They didn't care about Fang Han's existence, let alone that Fang Han could defeat Ye Chen.

Now it seems that they are still too naive after all. Fang Han hides deeply, and no one knows how terrible his strength is.

"Now that we know the details of Fang Han, we can also have a psychological preparation for the next two rounds of competition. In the next seven days, every day is extremely precious. It is necessary to practice hard for big housework. As long as our strength is improved, we can naturally deal with changes."

Ye Chen opened his mouth and let everyone nod.

In the war of the imperial dynasty, there must be casualties, and it is inevitable to offend people. Only if their strength is strong enough, they can not be afraid of any conspiracy, such as Fang Li and Han Xiaozi. They have a martial spirit, their strength is unfathomable, and no one dares to make their ideas.

This is the deterrent and shock brought by strong strength.

On Tianshen mountain, the crowd gradually left and headed for another place, thirteen Lianfeng.

Just like the name, thirteen linked peaks are a mountain range composed of thirteen isolated peaks, which can stretch for hundreds of miles. Each isolated peak pierces the sky like a long sword, with a height of thousands of feet. From a distance, it looks like thirteen peerless long swords.

On each isolated peak, many courtyards are built for people to live at will.

During the war of the imperial dynasty, the 13th Lianfeng was like a post station, which could be used for the people of the major imperial dynasties. I'm afraid only the heavenly god palace could do this.

At night, the thirteen connected peaks have a sense of tranquility.

In a lonely peak, ye Chen sat cross legged, his eyes closed, and there was a faint brilliance all over his body. This continuous brilliance sent out a soft light and rose up, enveloping his body. Vaguely, it was a trace of common sound with the bright moonlight in the sky.

At the beginning, before the end of the first round of the Imperial War, ye Chen successfully obtained the remnant soul of the strong man of the moon Protoss. At this time, his consciousness is immersed in that remnant soul.

There is nothing in heaven and earth, but the bright moon.

Ye Chen's consciousness has never left the bright moon. He let himself fall deeply into it, and even his soul was completely immersed in it.

Different from the vastness of the struggle between gods and demons, there is no scene of the flood and famine of the husband and wife. This round of bright moon gives Ye Chen tranquility and gentleness, which makes his whole person more peaceful.

Ye Chen understood that this remnant soul sublimated his soul slowly, and let him begin to understand the true meaning of the ode to the moon god.

On Ye Chen's body, a ray of moonlight slowly curls around. Moreover, this ray of moonlight slowly floats up to the void. The more it rises, the more resolute it is. There is hardness in softness. There is no sense of hegemony going straight to the sky, but it becomes resolute and powerful little by little.

I don't know how long it has passed, the moonlight on Ye Chen began to become solid. There was a bright moon above his head, flawless, just like the full moon above the sky, without any difference.

Buzz!

Ye Chen's body trembled slightly. The full moon rose slowly, swept through the void, penetrated the rolling dark clouds, and released its own glory of the moon, as if it would not stop.

At this time, there was a dark shadow flickering through the lonely peak where the Qin Wu Emperor was located. The speed was not fast, but the victory was strange. In a flicker, it was integrated into the darkness, which was undetectable.

Not far away, a practitioner of the six fold heaven of the true Tao is sitting on a boulder to practice hard. He comes from the Crystal Palace and comes with Murong Bingxin.

Click!

A strange voice sounded, which made the practitioner open his eyes and wanted to investigate, but at this time, a strange red awn crossed and directly cut off his throat.

The practitioner's eyes were wide open, and then his eyes were black, which completely cut off his vitality.

"Another one has been solved."

A dark shadow stood beside the monk, with a cold color on his dark face. He waved his palm and immediately held the storage ring in his hand. At the same time, he also collected the monk's body into the storage ring and completely destroyed the corpse.

It's not just the isolated peak and the thirteen connected peaks where the Qin Wu Emperor was located. Such a scene happened on each isolated peak, but the action of these people was so strange that it was difficult to be noticed for only a moment.

Standing in the void, Yang Tuo calmly looked at the scene. The smile on the corners of his mouth was still so cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

The Imperial War brought together the high-level and strong of the major imperial dynasties.

All of them have great wealth and have many cultivation resources. In the eyes of the seven killing sect, they are like a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

Since it is a fat sheep, is there any reason not to kill it?

At this time, a dark shadow floated to the hillside, and his bloody eyes twinkled. He immediately found someone practicing here, and sneered in his heart. Soon, he quietly integrated into the darkness and was ready to hunt again.

The people of the seven killing sect have been practicing the art of killing all their life, and they are famous for assassination. Once they sneak into the dark, even their breath will disappear, which is impossible to prevent.

It was with this move that their seven killing sect was able to hunt the strong one after another in the thirteen Lian peaks and seize other people's storage rings.

The body slowly approached the past, the dark shadow tightened the dagger in his hand, immediately killed it directly, stabbed the throat of the cultivator, and a cold smile floated on his face.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a blood arrow gushed out, accompanied by a shrill scream, breaking the silence of the night.

I saw the dark figure in the hand, a wisp of soft moonlight, suddenly fell down.

The seemingly harmless moonlight, like a sharp sword, directly cut off his whole arm. The terrible lethality was appalling.