Chapter 643 Little Tower, Sorry
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Qiu Qiu Ni Rang Wo Huo Ba
"Yo yo yo, it's really a mother-child relationship."
An old woman walked up with a strange smile, it was Xu Hui.
Xu Hui had a smirk on his face: "Ye Beichen, my Xu family has hundreds of thousands of fighters."
"I don't know if you can kill it or not?"
Da Da Da Da!
There was a sound of rapid footsteps.
The entire Soul Requiem Prison was almost filled.
There are still warriors pouring in from outside!
With red eyes, Ye Bei carried Ye Qinglan on his back: "Mom, as long as I have breath, I will never leave you alone!"
"kill!"
Swinging the Broken Dragon Sword, he blazed a trail of blood again!
next second.
Hundreds of martial arts practitioners rushed up, and the sword energy condensed by a blood dragon swept past!
Heads rolled to the ground.
The second batch of martial arts practitioners continued to rush forward!
Another two hours passed, and there was already a sea of corpses and blood under Ye Beichen's feet.
The ceiling of each floor of Zhenhun Prison is more than thirty meters high from the ground.
After another hour of fighting, Ye Beichen's feet were full of fallen corpses!
His head is almost touching the ceiling.
"Is this kid... so scary?"
"How long can this little beast last?"
"Grass!!! It's too fucking scary, is he really just a saint?"
Everyone in the Xu family was terrified.
Looking at Ye Beichen's eyes filled with deep horror!
"Cough cough..."
Ye Beichen coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The eyes are firm!
Ye Qinglan's heart was twitching, and she felt extremely distressed: "Chen'er, put Mom down."
"Mom is really satisfied, Xu Tian, I am willing to tell you the secret of the Ye family..."
Ye Beichen shouted, "Mom!"
"Chen'er will not admit defeat, there are only two results today."
"Either our mother and son will die here, or my son will take you away!"
Xu Tian stood at the back of the crowd, the corners of his eyes twitching endlessly: "Since you don't know how to praise, once you fall into my hands today."
"I want you to taste all the methods of torture in the soul-suppressing prison, take it!"
"Yes!"
Everyone in the Xu family gritted their teeth and their eyes turned red.
Hundreds of people rushed forward at the same time.
boom--!
Ye Beichen yelled violently, and the three dragons came out, shaking these hundreds of people into a bloody mist.
The Broken Dragon Sword trembled slightly, and the dragon soul inside couldn't hold on anymore: "Master, we have been fighting for four hours, and I can hardly hold on anymore."
Ye Beichen could feel it.
Dragon Soul became extremely weak!
Broken Dragon Sword burst out sword energy over and over again.
Even if there are countless blood supplements on the scene, this kind of loss is extremely terrifying.
Ye Beichen sighed: "If you are tired, take a good rest."
Dragon Soul gritted his teeth: "Master, I have never killed so heartily!"
"This subordinate is willing to fight with you to the last moment!"
"Whoosh-!"
An earth-shattering dragon chant sounded.
The bloody sword glow swept out, killing hundreds of nearby martial artists who were about to sneak attack.
There was a crisp sound of 'click'.
There is actually a crack in the Dragon Soul!
The voice of Qiankun Town Prison Tower sounded: "Boy, the Broken Dragon Sword can no longer be used."
"Four hours of crazy killing, it has been seriously overdrawn!"
"If you continue to use the Broken Dragon Sword, the Dragon Soul will be destroyed directly!"
Ye Beichen sighed: "Old man, you should rest."
The Broken Dragon Sword trembled: "Master, this subordinate is willing to accompany you..."
With one thought, he put the Broken Dragon Sword into the Qiankun Town Prison Tower.
"Huh? Why did he put the sword away?"
Everyone in the Xu family focused their eyes.
The old woman Xu Huiyin smiled tentatively: "Jie Jie Jie, don't be afraid, everyone! The power of this sword is almost exhausted."
"If you don't put it away, I'm afraid it will be damaged."
"Ye Beichen, without the Dragon Picture Sword, how long can you last?"
Xu Zhou's old face was gloomy: "What nonsense are you talking to him? Kill him!"
Xu Mo frowned: "Be careful, this son has two swords."
"Besides the Dragon Picture Sword, there is another sword that may appear at any time."
Xu Zhou had a look of disbelief: "The old man doesn't believe it, he is already at the end of his battle."
Taking a step forward, he punched Ye Beichen in the chest!
Ye Beichen's eyes were cold: "Suppressing Prison Sword!"
Chi-!
A Wu Mang flashed past!
It was exactly the same as when Xu Zhao was beheaded!
Xu Zhou had no time to react, and disappeared on the spot, turning into nothingness!
"hiss!!!"
Xu Mo and Xu Hui's scalps were numb with fright.
The rest of the Xu family were like sculptures, stunned in place, gasping for breath!
'It's been four hours, and this kid can still kill Supreme in seconds? '
Everyone's eyes kept shrinking.
The sloppy old man watching the battle from a distance was shocked: "My boy, I have never seen such a heaven-defying holy place in my life!"
At this time, Xu Tian said coldly: "Continue!"
"Yes!"
A group of elders from the Xu family trembled and answered through gritted teeth.
"kill!"
Hundreds of people lined up again, surrounding Ye Beichen and Ye Qinglan.
The blood mist surged, and various screams sounded.
Suddenly, a fire dragon appeared in the crowd!
Fiery and destructive!
"Ah..." Amidst countless screams, these hundreds of people were all reduced to ashes.
Xu Tian's eyes were extremely surprised: "Flame of the Sky? Good boy, you still have this thing on your body!"
What a surprise!
Ye Beichen's face was pale, and his chest heaved violently: "Those who are not afraid of death can continue!"
rub rub!
The people around subconsciously backed away.
Totally scared!
This son is simply a devil! ! !
Xu Tian's tone was indifferent: "Those who died in battle today, future generations will enjoy three times the martial arts resources."
As soon as these words came out, the pupils of many martial artists turned redder.
Especially some people who are about to die of old age, they grit their teeth and rush forward!
Ye Beichen drives the Burning Sky Flame, like a god controlling the flames!
All the martial practitioners who rushed forward were instantly reduced to ashes!
"hiss……"
Everyone in the Xu family trembled uncontrollably, with deep fear in their eyes!
After Ye Beichen beheaded 2000 people again.
The moment the burning flames were completely extinguished!
A roar sounded!
"Little bastard, your tricks are finally gone, right?"
"Go to my mother's death!"
Xu Hui launched a sneak attack from behind, grabbing Ye Qinglan's back with one claw!
The moment Ye Beichen turned around.
puff--!
There was a sound of tearing flesh and blood, and steel-like claws pierced Ye Beichen's chest.
Ye Beichen spat out a mouthful of blood and grabbed Xu Hui's wrist.
Full blast!
'Crack! 'There was a crisp sound.
One of Xu Hui's arms was broken, and the severe pain came to his mind.
Crazy stimulated her nerves!
"what!"
With a scream, his eyes became jealous and resentful: "Little bastard, I promise!"
"Not only will you not be able to survive, but you will also have the dirtiest person in the world defile your mother!"
"Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be relieved!"
Ye Beichen looked at Xu Hui coldly: "Unfortunately, you have no chance."
"Suppressing Prison Sword!!!"
A black mans flashed.
Xu Hui's pupils contracted frantically, and a black sword energy was reflected in the depths of the pupils.
puff--!
Xu Hui's entire body exploded and turned into nothingness!
"Xu Hui!"
Xu Mo watched this scene in horror, his old body trembling.
'What kind of monster is this kid?How many times can he use this terrifying sudden attack? '
Xu Tian calmly spit out two words: "Continue!"
"kill!"
A piercing roar.
The martial practitioners of the Xu family swarmed from all directions like death squads.
After Ye Beichen beheaded dozens of people, he was slashed in the shoulder!
puff--!
Blood is pouring out!
A middle-aged man had a grim expression: "Little bastard, are you finally dying?"
Ye Beichen grinned, and grabbed the man's head off.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"
Everyone in the Xu family had distorted expressions and yelled like crazy.
At least tens of thousands of people died in the Xu family in this battle! ! !
Everyone's heart is bleeding!
now.
Seeing that Ye Beichen was finally dying, he let out the anger in his heart.
In order to protect Ye Qinglan, Ye Beichen had to kill the martial practitioners who kept rushing towards him.
He even used his own body to block the incoming weapons!
puff!puff!puff!
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen wounds were visible on Ye Beichen's body.
Ye Qinglan burst into tears: "Chen'er, don't...don't..."
Ye Beichen's eyes were full of apology: "Mom, I'm sorry, Chen'er is useless, I couldn't protect you well..."
"Little bastard, kneel down for this old man!"
Xu Mo made a sudden move and punched Ye Beichen.
boom!
Ye Beichen was sent flying, spattering out a mouthful of blood.
Hundreds of weapons slashed at him frantically, and a streak of blood erupted from Ye Beichen's body!
He sent everyone flying, and countless weapons left wounds on his body!
His blood was almost drained dry.
Relying on one breath to persist.
Qiankun Town Prison Tower sighed: "Boy, why are you doing this?"
Ye Beichen laughed at himself: "Xiaota, I'm sorry."
"It seems that I am not the one to save Zhenwu Continent."
To make people desperate, Xu Tian's voice sounded again: "Aren't there tens of thousands of people? What are you all waiting for? Keep going!"
next second.
More than 1000 people lined up and headed towards Ye Beichen.
At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded from a certain corner of the prison!
"Xu Tian, is it almost ready?"
An old woman walked up with a strange smile, it was Xu Hui.
Xu Hui had a smirk on his face: "Ye Beichen, my Xu family has hundreds of thousands of fighters."
"I don't know if you can kill it or not?"
Da Da Da Da!
There was a sound of rapid footsteps.
The entire Soul Requiem Prison was almost filled.
There are still warriors pouring in from outside!
With red eyes, Ye Bei carried Ye Qinglan on his back: "Mom, as long as I have breath, I will never leave you alone!"
"kill!"
Swinging the Broken Dragon Sword, he blazed a trail of blood again!
next second.
Hundreds of martial arts practitioners rushed up, and the sword energy condensed by a blood dragon swept past!
Heads rolled to the ground.
The second batch of martial arts practitioners continued to rush forward!
Another two hours passed, and there was already a sea of corpses and blood under Ye Beichen's feet.
The ceiling of each floor of Zhenhun Prison is more than thirty meters high from the ground.
After another hour of fighting, Ye Beichen's feet were full of fallen corpses!
His head is almost touching the ceiling.
"Is this kid... so scary?"
"How long can this little beast last?"
"Grass!!! It's too fucking scary, is he really just a saint?"
Everyone in the Xu family was terrified.
Looking at Ye Beichen's eyes filled with deep horror!
"Cough cough..."
Ye Beichen coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The eyes are firm!
Ye Qinglan's heart was twitching, and she felt extremely distressed: "Chen'er, put Mom down."
"Mom is really satisfied, Xu Tian, I am willing to tell you the secret of the Ye family..."
Ye Beichen shouted, "Mom!"
"Chen'er will not admit defeat, there are only two results today."
"Either our mother and son will die here, or my son will take you away!"
Xu Tian stood at the back of the crowd, the corners of his eyes twitching endlessly: "Since you don't know how to praise, once you fall into my hands today."
"I want you to taste all the methods of torture in the soul-suppressing prison, take it!"
"Yes!"
Everyone in the Xu family gritted their teeth and their eyes turned red.
Hundreds of people rushed forward at the same time.
boom--!
Ye Beichen yelled violently, and the three dragons came out, shaking these hundreds of people into a bloody mist.
The Broken Dragon Sword trembled slightly, and the dragon soul inside couldn't hold on anymore: "Master, we have been fighting for four hours, and I can hardly hold on anymore."
Ye Beichen could feel it.
Dragon Soul became extremely weak!
Broken Dragon Sword burst out sword energy over and over again.
Even if there are countless blood supplements on the scene, this kind of loss is extremely terrifying.
Ye Beichen sighed: "If you are tired, take a good rest."
Dragon Soul gritted his teeth: "Master, I have never killed so heartily!"
"This subordinate is willing to fight with you to the last moment!"
"Whoosh-!"
An earth-shattering dragon chant sounded.
The bloody sword glow swept out, killing hundreds of nearby martial artists who were about to sneak attack.
There was a crisp sound of 'click'.
There is actually a crack in the Dragon Soul!
The voice of Qiankun Town Prison Tower sounded: "Boy, the Broken Dragon Sword can no longer be used."
"Four hours of crazy killing, it has been seriously overdrawn!"
"If you continue to use the Broken Dragon Sword, the Dragon Soul will be destroyed directly!"
Ye Beichen sighed: "Old man, you should rest."
The Broken Dragon Sword trembled: "Master, this subordinate is willing to accompany you..."
With one thought, he put the Broken Dragon Sword into the Qiankun Town Prison Tower.
"Huh? Why did he put the sword away?"
Everyone in the Xu family focused their eyes.
The old woman Xu Huiyin smiled tentatively: "Jie Jie Jie, don't be afraid, everyone! The power of this sword is almost exhausted."
"If you don't put it away, I'm afraid it will be damaged."
"Ye Beichen, without the Dragon Picture Sword, how long can you last?"
Xu Zhou's old face was gloomy: "What nonsense are you talking to him? Kill him!"
Xu Mo frowned: "Be careful, this son has two swords."
"Besides the Dragon Picture Sword, there is another sword that may appear at any time."
Xu Zhou had a look of disbelief: "The old man doesn't believe it, he is already at the end of his battle."
Taking a step forward, he punched Ye Beichen in the chest!
Ye Beichen's eyes were cold: "Suppressing Prison Sword!"
Chi-!
A Wu Mang flashed past!
It was exactly the same as when Xu Zhao was beheaded!
Xu Zhou had no time to react, and disappeared on the spot, turning into nothingness!
"hiss!!!"
Xu Mo and Xu Hui's scalps were numb with fright.
The rest of the Xu family were like sculptures, stunned in place, gasping for breath!
'It's been four hours, and this kid can still kill Supreme in seconds? '
Everyone's eyes kept shrinking.
The sloppy old man watching the battle from a distance was shocked: "My boy, I have never seen such a heaven-defying holy place in my life!"
At this time, Xu Tian said coldly: "Continue!"
"Yes!"
A group of elders from the Xu family trembled and answered through gritted teeth.
"kill!"
Hundreds of people lined up again, surrounding Ye Beichen and Ye Qinglan.
The blood mist surged, and various screams sounded.
Suddenly, a fire dragon appeared in the crowd!
Fiery and destructive!
"Ah..." Amidst countless screams, these hundreds of people were all reduced to ashes.
Xu Tian's eyes were extremely surprised: "Flame of the Sky? Good boy, you still have this thing on your body!"
What a surprise!
Ye Beichen's face was pale, and his chest heaved violently: "Those who are not afraid of death can continue!"
rub rub!
The people around subconsciously backed away.
Totally scared!
This son is simply a devil! ! !
Xu Tian's tone was indifferent: "Those who died in battle today, future generations will enjoy three times the martial arts resources."
As soon as these words came out, the pupils of many martial artists turned redder.
Especially some people who are about to die of old age, they grit their teeth and rush forward!
Ye Beichen drives the Burning Sky Flame, like a god controlling the flames!
All the martial practitioners who rushed forward were instantly reduced to ashes!
"hiss……"
Everyone in the Xu family trembled uncontrollably, with deep fear in their eyes!
After Ye Beichen beheaded 2000 people again.
The moment the burning flames were completely extinguished!
A roar sounded!
"Little bastard, your tricks are finally gone, right?"
"Go to my mother's death!"
Xu Hui launched a sneak attack from behind, grabbing Ye Qinglan's back with one claw!
The moment Ye Beichen turned around.
puff--!
There was a sound of tearing flesh and blood, and steel-like claws pierced Ye Beichen's chest.
Ye Beichen spat out a mouthful of blood and grabbed Xu Hui's wrist.
Full blast!
'Crack! 'There was a crisp sound.
One of Xu Hui's arms was broken, and the severe pain came to his mind.
Crazy stimulated her nerves!
"what!"
With a scream, his eyes became jealous and resentful: "Little bastard, I promise!"
"Not only will you not be able to survive, but you will also have the dirtiest person in the world defile your mother!"
"Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be relieved!"
Ye Beichen looked at Xu Hui coldly: "Unfortunately, you have no chance."
"Suppressing Prison Sword!!!"
A black mans flashed.
Xu Hui's pupils contracted frantically, and a black sword energy was reflected in the depths of the pupils.
puff--!
Xu Hui's entire body exploded and turned into nothingness!
"Xu Hui!"
Xu Mo watched this scene in horror, his old body trembling.
'What kind of monster is this kid?How many times can he use this terrifying sudden attack? '
Xu Tian calmly spit out two words: "Continue!"
"kill!"
A piercing roar.
The martial practitioners of the Xu family swarmed from all directions like death squads.
After Ye Beichen beheaded dozens of people, he was slashed in the shoulder!
puff--!
Blood is pouring out!
A middle-aged man had a grim expression: "Little bastard, are you finally dying?"
Ye Beichen grinned, and grabbed the man's head off.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"
Everyone in the Xu family had distorted expressions and yelled like crazy.
At least tens of thousands of people died in the Xu family in this battle! ! !
Everyone's heart is bleeding!
now.
Seeing that Ye Beichen was finally dying, he let out the anger in his heart.
In order to protect Ye Qinglan, Ye Beichen had to kill the martial practitioners who kept rushing towards him.
He even used his own body to block the incoming weapons!
puff!puff!puff!
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen wounds were visible on Ye Beichen's body.
Ye Qinglan burst into tears: "Chen'er, don't...don't..."
Ye Beichen's eyes were full of apology: "Mom, I'm sorry, Chen'er is useless, I couldn't protect you well..."
"Little bastard, kneel down for this old man!"
Xu Mo made a sudden move and punched Ye Beichen.
boom!
Ye Beichen was sent flying, spattering out a mouthful of blood.
Hundreds of weapons slashed at him frantically, and a streak of blood erupted from Ye Beichen's body!
He sent everyone flying, and countless weapons left wounds on his body!
His blood was almost drained dry.
Relying on one breath to persist.
Qiankun Town Prison Tower sighed: "Boy, why are you doing this?"
Ye Beichen laughed at himself: "Xiaota, I'm sorry."
"It seems that I am not the one to save Zhenwu Continent."
To make people desperate, Xu Tian's voice sounded again: "Aren't there tens of thousands of people? What are you all waiting for? Keep going!"
next second.
More than 1000 people lined up and headed towards Ye Beichen.
At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded from a certain corner of the prison!
"Xu Tian, is it almost ready?"
