At this moment, Feng Shaoyu's mind trembled like never before.

He heard this voice, and over the past three hundred years, he echoed in his mind countless times, extremely familiar.

This is exactly the voice of his elder brother, the Martial Emperor Pochen, and the voice of the person he was assassinated by him.

His hair was standing up all over his body, his heart was trembling, and he was extremely frightened.

How is this possible?

Back then, he watched Qin Chen fall into the Death Canyon with his own eyes and fall into endless gray murderous aura. In that place, the strong men at the peak Martial Emperor level would fall instantly. However, Qin Chen was only at the peak Martial Emperor level at that time. Even if his strength reached the Martial Emperor level, how could he survive?

But now, whether it is Qin Chen's voice, expression, or the aura from the soul level, or even the Ten Thousand Gods Techniques used by Qin Chen.

They all clearly show that the person in front of them is simply the Martial Emperor Pochen, not the so-called descendant.

"You...you are not dead!"

Feng Shaoyu looked at Qin Chen in horror, his soul trembled violently, and his body was shattering little by little under the extinction of the sword light.

"That's right, it's me, Feng Shaoyu. Three hundred years ago, you colluded with Shangguan Xier and framed me. Today, I will take the head of your neck!"

Qin Chen did not hesitate and increased the power of the mysterious rust sword. The terrible sword energy surged, and it was about to completely slash Feng Shaoyu.

"Boy, it's not that easy to kill me."

At the critical moment, the old voice rang out.

"Change the shape and change the shadow!"

boom!

A strange aura suddenly surged from Feng Shaoyu's body, and instantly blocked Qin Chen's sword light. The sword light roared and knocked Feng Shaoyu out.

Bang!

His chest exploded, extremely tragic, revealing a huge gap, but the mysterious power blocked most of the damage for him, causing him to not die even though he was seriously injured.

"Phantom of Death!"

Blocking Qin Chen's attack, Feng Shaoyu's body flashed, instantly turning into a dark shadow light, suddenly appeared above the square formation, and activated the ancient disc. On the disc, the black light surged, and a bang blasted the large formation on the square to a gap.

Whoosh!

Feng Shaoyu's body was covered with gray mist, and he flew out from the gap, trying to escape from this place.

"Yeah, you're not dead?"

Qin Chen frowned. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, this ancient strong man could still use such a secret technique. The mysterious rust sword in his hand surged, and endless sword energy suddenly burst into pieces, like a sword energy tornado, blocking Feng Shaoyu's retreat.

"Tian Yaopan!"

At the critical moment, the ancient disc flashed and turned into a hazy phantom, slashed out, snarling with countless black silk threads, magnificent, emitting a mysterious aura of the great way. With a bang, it blocked Qin Chen's sword energy before it attacked, and cut off Qin Chen's sword energy blocked, wrapped Feng Shaoyu, and rushed out of the Shengcun Square.

"puff!"

While flying, Feng Shaoyu opened his mouth and spewed out blood, and the injury was even worse, but his escape speed continued. As soon as he swept, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

On speed.

Feng Shaoyu had instantly reached the limit of the semi-saint level, and it was extremely strange and extraordinary.

"His Emperor Xuanyuan escaped?"

Fu Qiankun and others hadn't reacted yet.

Everyone on the field looked at this scene in shock. What did they see? Qin Chen actually drove Emperor Xuanyuan away. Is the Wu Domain going to change the world?

No one dares to underestimate Emperor Xuanyuan. The terrifying strength shown by Emperor Xuanyuan before can definitely kill the peak Martial Emperor instantly, but even such a master was seriously injured under Qin Chen's attack, and even almost died, so he could only escape in a panic.

Although Qin Chen was also injured, it was much better than Feng Shaoyu in comparison.

Everyone felt a vague feeling that a new era was coming.

"Boy Qin Chen, Yao Pan was definitely a holy-level treasure that day, and in that moment, this person burned the origin of his soul, and I'm afraid his soul had been traumatized."

At this moment, Lao Yuan hurriedly said in the jade plate of Qiankun's creation.

"Holy Treasure?"

Qin Chen's eyes narrowed. Although the terrifying strong man in Feng Shaoyu's body was unknown, Juedu was undoubtedly a holy-level master. If he was allowed to escape, it would inevitably become a disaster in the future.

"Sword-controlling technique!"

Qin Chen's eyes condensed, and he madly activated the mysterious rust sword in his hand. A terrible sword light suddenly burst out above the rust sword. A black streaming light pierced through the void like a phantom, and rose into the sky with wind and thunder and invincible sharp aura.

"go!"

boom!

The mysterious rust sword was activated and suddenly penetrated into the void, chasing it, blooming with terrifying black wind and thunder.

In this moment.

Feng Shaoyu, who had escaped thousands of miles away, had a cold body and was locked by an invisible force.

Even he felt that the void he was in was vaguely locked, and the escape technique of the Phantom of Death felt a shackle.

The sword control technique is an ancient terrifying secret sword technique, and it is also an extremely heaven-defying secret technique that Qin Chen has seen. He practiced to the extreme and can penetrate the endless void and take the head of a person. It is so powerful that it is terrifying.

Now, Qin Chen's swordsmanship has cultivated his swordsmanship to a certain level, and he can lock people's heads for thousands of miles and use his killer moves.

Soon!

The wind and thunder sword light seemed to jump out of the crack in the space, and appeared directly in the escaped Feng Shaoyu's heart and slashed down.

"What?"

"Tian Yaopan!"

The ancient strong man was shocked and angry, and activated his soul power again. The ancient black disc was like an eagle Yao, quickly blocking his body.

boom!

The two forces collided, and dazzling light burst out on Tian Yao's plate. The terrifying shock wave shocked Feng Shaoyu to cough up blood and was in a mess.

When he finally blocked it, his body cracked and blood splattered, and he insisted.

"Phantom of Death!"

Feng Shaoyu burned his essence and blood, roared wildly, and with the help of the ancient powerful man, he escaped at a faster speed.

If he stayed in the Holy Land of Bloodline, he would basically be unable to escape death. If he approached Fu Qiankun and many experts from many forces, he would inevitably not beat the dog in the water.

"Qin Chen, you are not dead. I don't care how you survived. When I escape, I will definitely kill you again when I come back in the future!"

Feng Shaoyu was frightened in his heart, and at the same time felt unprecedented humiliation and resentment.

At this moment, the first thing he had to do was to tell Shangguan Xier the secret. What would his expression be if Shangguan Xier knew this secret?

Just then.

"Swish..."

The mysterious rust sword broke through the air again and slashed violently.

Feng Shaoyu let out a muffled voice, spewing blood again, and his heart was extremely frightened. He had escaped so far. This sword technique could still track it. How could it be so terrifying?

And he was frightened, and the ancient strong man was even more angry than him.
Chapter completed!