"One punch, it only takes one punch to defeat you!"

He rushed forward and Chen Yu suddenly swung his punch. He did not use any internal force in this punch, it was purely the power of his current body.

This punch seemed clumsy, and seemed to be flawed everywhere, but it seemed as terrifying as if it was a rock.

Facing the oncoming punch, Ye Jing desperately swung the Bloody Sword, and the blade pointed directly at the other party. The Bloody Sword and Chen Yu's fist collided fiercely.

In Ye Jing's opinion, is there any suspense in the ending of the fist on the body facing the indestructible sharp blade?

However, sometimes reality is so cruel. Before Ye Jing's sneer was raised, he felt that the sword blade hit an extremely hard place and it was hard to move forward half an inch.

At the same time, a terrible force flowed backwards. This terrible recoil force not only threw him away, but even rushed into his body like a surging force, destroying him wantonly.

"I thought it was so terrible that you were holding the Blood Rage Sword in your hand, but that's it!"

"Not right, it's not that this sword doesn't work, it's that you can't work, General Ye!"

"You!" Ye Jing almost spurted out his old blood when Chen Yu was so excited. How did you live so much if you were so hurtful?

"Come here!" He suddenly stretched out his hand, lifted the seriously injured Ye Jing easily like catching a chicken, and then threw it hard on the ground.

"Bang!" The huge impact force suddenly cleaned the whole world, and a small deep pit was smashed out on the spot. This time, Ye Jing was injured more and more, and even several bones were broken.

However, Chen Yu had no intention of letting go at all, and then threw the person to the ground.

The continuous sound of collisions suddenly sounded, accompanied by scattered blood and shrill screams. How could the word "miserable" be described? If you are soft-hearted, you may not be able to even watch it.

Chen Yu was very strong, and his hands were like the hardest steel. No matter how Ye Jing struggled and resisted, it was futile. The gap was too big, so big that even he himself was almost desperate.

I thought holding the Blood Angry Sword was enough to dominate the world, but I didn't expect that before I could officially come out, I gave him a harsh attitude.

At this time, Ye Jing didn't know how many bones had broken, but he felt that there was a severe pain in every part of his body. He just killed someone but pointed his head at the ground, which was too bullying!

Everyone said that he was called the wrong name, but how could he remember that Chen Yu's nickname should be Qin Jian and Jian. Are these people in the martial arts world blind? This is clearly a reckless man with great power. Where can Qin and Jian be put?

"Drink!" After struggling again without success, Ye Jing couldn't help but shouted like a sudden burst of tears, with a ruthless light flashing in his eyes.

The Blood Angry Sword was directly inserted into his body with his backhand. In an instant, a stream of blood-colored air flowed out from the sword body, as if thick blood vessels were connected to the flesh and blood of his body.

Blood continued to pour into the sword body of the Bloody Sword along the blood-colored air flow. At the same time, there were also a stream of bloody and violent forces mixed with the sword body to feed back to him.

At this moment, the last bit of magic in Ye Jing's eyes completely disappeared, and only madness and bloodthirst were left in his blood-red eyes. It seemed that he wanted to destroy everything and devour everything.

At the same time, his aura and power also increased rapidly, and his whole body looked particularly hideous and terrifying. Just this bloodthirsty look was enough to scare a group of people away.

However, in Shen Yu's opinion, even if his momentum increases sharply, it's just that!

"Little guy, I thought you wouldn't be you when you fell into a violent situation? No matter how strong the weak chicken is, he is still a native chicken and a tile dog, but he can still evolve!"

The hand that grabbed Ye Jing was not shaken at all because of his strength, and he didn't even shake it. Instead, Chen Yu snorted coldly, and he used force again to throw Ye Jing to the ground again.

The same action and the same ending as before, except that a few bones were broken. At this time, Ye Jing was in a state of vomiting blood. How could he be easy for him to face such a pervert? "Take it for me!" He grabbed the blood-angry sword inserted into Ye Jing's body, and Chen Yu wanted to force the sword to snatch it.

However, Ye Jing regarded him as life. Even though he was severely injured and was covered in blood, he did not relax at all, but hugged him tightly in his arms.

Chen Yu didn't spoil him either, so he directly broke his fingers and pulled out the sword.

As soon as the Blood Rage Sword was opened, the red mist like blood fog surged wildly from the sword body, and instantly wrapped Chen Yu.

A stream of crazy thoughts rushed to my heart, as if constantly devouring his reason and sucking his will.

Suddenly, Chen Yu felt as if someone kept whispering in his ears. The sound that seemed to come from deep inside constantly tempted him, allowing him to relax his mind, allowing him to completely let go of himself and be in harmony with the sword.

At this moment, he even had an illusion that as long as he held the Blood Angry Sword in his hand, he could be fearless and invincible.

At this time, the Qingxin Art in the body quickly flowed throughout the body, as if a breeze blew by, sweeping away the restlessness and extinguishing the heat in the heart.

The powerful power of the golden bell cover of the most strong and yang made the blood-colored mist quickly retreat. For a moment, Chen Yu seemed to feel his heart as calm as water, and there would be no more turbulence.

"Huh!" Take a few deep breaths and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. This bloody sword is really terrible. Its ability to infect his mind is not a flaw, and even he almost fell into trouble.

"Hmph!" Looking at the bloody sword in his hand, Chen Yu snorted coldly, wielded the power of the golden bell cover, and cut off the blood-colored mist that continued to emerge on the sword with one palm.

The supreme yang energy formed by the golden bell cover was continuously fed to the Blood Rage Sword by him, constantly eroding the blood evil energy in it.

The sword body was trembling, as if it was about to break free from his palm, but was grabbed by Chen Yu. The sword of the bloody sword in his hand kept ringing, as if it was wailing.

Ye Jing, who was on the other side, seemed to have sensed something and tried desperately to resist, but was also pressed down by Chen Yu's other hand and could not move at all.

As the power input by Chen Yu became stronger and stronger, the Blood Angry Sword trembled more and more violently, and in the end all the blood-colored mist suddenly restrained. No matter how Chen Yu targeted it, he remained indifferent.

The sword body is psychic and knows how to seek profit and avoid harm. Faced with irresistible threats, the Blood Angry Sword chose to be self-proclaimed, but this does not mean that it is not threatening. On the contrary, the more this happens, the more you have to worry that it will explode at any time.

But it doesn’t matter. Chen Yu’s time can be consumed slowly with it. He sorts out the qi of the yang every day, and over time, water drops through the stones, and if you don’t believe it, you can’t cure you!

After putting the Blood Anger Sword into the storage space, Chen Yu looked at Ye Jing, who had been pressing on the ground and rubbing him. Then he mobilized the power of Qingxin Jue and the Golden Bell Cover to continuously wash away the tyrannical aura on his body.

Gradually, the blood color in the other party's eyes faded, revealing a pair of complicated eyes full of struggle.

At this time, the expression on Ye Jing's face continued to change, sometimes becoming cold and ruthless, sometimes becoming anxious and restless. All kinds of pain and entanglement seemed to be lingering.

"General Ye, how do you feel now?"

"Mr. Shen!" He grabbed Chen Yu's shoulder with his hands. Ye Jing's face was full of anxiety and shouted loudly as if he begged, "Kill me, I can't control it anymore, kill me!"

"I have been completely eroded by the Blood Anger Sword, and my mind has been completely out of control. Even if the Blood Anger Sword is not there, I will burst out at any time and kill me!"

"General Ye, there will always be a solution!"

"It's too late!" A bitter smile came, and a slightly bitter expression climbed up on his face, as if there was an indescribable sadness.

"I killed the new commander of the Dongning Army, killed many innocent people, and even some former robes. The court will not let me go, nor will those aristocratic families let me go, nor will I let myself go!"

A decisive flashed in his eyes, and Ye Jing pushed Chen Yu violently, and a recoil force followed. With the recoil force, Ye Jing rushed towards the scattered broken blade next to him.

Opening his arms, Ye Jing did not resist at all. When he fell to the ground, these broken blades directly penetrated his chest, and blood spilled down, dyeing the ground red.

"General Ye, you!"

"Haha, I have been in trouble with that sword for so long, and I won in the end!"

He raised his head with difficulty, and Ye Jing murmured in a low voice, "Mr. Shen, take me to the soldiers of the Dongning Army, and said that I would be ashamed of them over the years. I was incompetent, so I could only say sorry to them in the end!"

At this moment, Ye Jing showed a relaxed smile on his face. Since he accidentally obtained the Blood Angry Sword, he has been constantly fighting and struggling. Every moment in the past, he did not dare to relax.

Today is perhaps his most relaxing time. He no longer has to worry about being eroded, assimilated, and becoming a cruel and bloodthirsty ruthless machine.
Chapter completed!