All living beings are chess pieces.81  Chinese

Yin Kaishan knew very well in his heart.

Including Ye Qingyu, who showed his magical powers at this time, he was also the chess piece of Saint Xuan Ji.

And it is also a very important piece.

"With the magical power of the quasi-emperor, of course, it is impossible to know everything that was born at the foot of the mountain. Every piece on the chessboard is under their gaze. The seriously injured Xiaobashi cannot stand by the two quasi-emperors and persist for ten days and ten nights under the siege of the two quasi-emperors. Perhaps just like Ye Qingyu now, he has basically reached the end of his strength. If he saw that the descendants of the human race he admired most were exhausted and died under the Dutian Peak, and when he saw that his only descendant, Li Shengyan, died tragically, he wondered if his mood would change? No matter how strong an existence is, his mind is chaotic, and his power is declining, and the quasi-emperor is no exception."

Yin Kaishan is calm and upright, but he is not a fool. How could he not see clearly the most fundamental reason why Saint Xuan Ji arranged such a big show under Dutian Peak?

If Xiaofei's quasi-emperor can be confused, even if these tens of thousands of strong people are buried here, what's the harm?

Anyway, chess pieces are for sacrifice after all.

What is the value of a chess piece that cannot be sacrificed?

As long as this battle is done, Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor will die, no matter how much the Xuan Ji Sect pays, it will be worth it.

"I just don't know if she will sacrifice even me one day?"

When he thought of this idea, Yin Kaishan's mouth turned out to have a smile on his face.

Life is full of fame, wealth and wealth, but I get these things as soon as I was born.

Others’ immortal brew, my poisonous weed.

What I want is just to protect her.

Even if she sacrificed it, it would be a kind of happiness.

Yin Kaishan thought in his heart.

Genius and madman are only in one thought, and genius' obsession may be that the sun and moon hang upside down in this world cannot be changed even if the rivers are dry.

This peerless genius of the Kaiyang clan is undoubtedly such a genius.

Such a lunatic.

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When Ye Qingyu failed to attack for the first time, almost everyone immediately judged that the turning point of the battle had already arrived.

It is like a bow, always pulling like a full moon, and every arrow shot is shocking. But if you keep pulling and never letting go, you will be unable to bear it after too long. Finally, you will be able to bear it. The bow string is broken and the bow body is broken. No matter how good the strong bow is, it is not the same.

In everyone's eyes, the blocked sword is a critical point.

A critical point where Ye Qingyu turns from victory to decline.

This critical point means that Ye Qingyu's physical strength, essence and willpower finally began to fall in the peak state. He finally began to go downhill under the consumption of nearly 10,000 strong men. The next critical point is that Ye Qingyu was injured for the first time, then seriously injured, and then fell...

In the history of the vast world, countless heroes who have dominated for a while have verified such a martial arts law.

Wheel battles are always the most direct and powerful means for the weak.

Fat Master Li Shengyan was so scared that he even threw out the broken turtle shell in his hand, wanting to use the last trick left by Xiaofei Jue Emperor to run away. But for some reason, just as the broken turtle shell was about to fly out, he still held back. Perhaps deep in his heart, he still had a little trust in Ye Qingyu, or felt that he had not yet had the end of his journey.

But Qin Yanzi, Youlan Female Saint and others on the side couldn't help it.

Tens of thousands of strong people of the race, of which there are very few human races, less than a hundred, and some of these less than one hundred human races have fantasies about Xuanji Sect. After all, Xuanji Sect is also a human race sect, and another despicable person is like the Qianhuan Venerable. At this time, he has quietly shrank aside, for fear of being swept and bullied. Although other powerful people from other races are also surprised by Ye Qingyu's feat and madness, it is impossible to make them excited to fight side by side with Ye Qingyu. At this stage of cultivation, no one is a fledgling young man. He will not be able to see here for a while and his blood will burn to the point of being unable to be himself. He did not decline before, but he just did not want to give up his most basic self-esteem and self-esteem.

Therefore, they don’t want to become a puppet whose fate is controlled by others. If the conditions of Xuan Ji Sect are not so harsh, I’m afraid that 99% of these tens of thousands of people have been reduced, and they won’t wait until now. The reason why they wait is not to resist, but to wait for the price, not to bid at the last moment. The reason why these powerful aliens gathered here was not to be attracted by the treasures of the Chaos Demon Emperor’s Reincarnation Hall, they were mobs who pursue fame and fortune, so they could not expect them to preside over justice and help Ye Qingyu. After all, behind Xuan Ji Sect, there is a quasi-emperor suppressing it. No matter how hot the blood is, it will turn into ice and snow frozen when facing a quasi-emperor.

Since these tens of thousands of powerful aliens cannot count on them, they can only count on themselves.

Qin Yanzi, Youlan Female Saint and others thought so in their hearts, looked at each other, and saw the tragic break in each other's eyes, and immediately took action...

However, the next moment

Abnormal mutation suddenly appears.

"Hahaha, the warm-up is complete, so you can't delay the time any longer."

Ye Qingyu burst into laughter.

After the battle just now, his fighting spirit has adjusted to the peak of his burning state.

What do you need to enter the ultimate state?

In addition to the invincible, majestic vitality, surging fighting spirit, and high fighting spirit, the most important point is the state. Just like an enlightenment, it requires a specific location and a specific opportunity to urge it out. In addition to obtaining this heaven-defying technique, the highest person has only entered the seven forbidden state, but has never entered the top nine forbidden state at the peak.

And now, he finally touched the threshold of Jiuquan.

boom!

The terrifying power exploded from Ye Qingyu's body, who had fought hard for nearly half an hour.

The unparalleled energy flows between heaven and earth like a hurricane.

Within a radius of 1,000 surrendered powerful men suddenly swept out by this terrible Yuanli hurricane that was infinitely close to the quasi-emperor. They were like scarecrows who had lost their balance in the wind and struggled desperately, making waves of exclamations, urging Yuanli to struggle to resist, trying to stabilize.

The optical fibers and space around Ye Qingyu's body all showed a strange twist.

It seemed as if this world could not bear the power in his body.

Infinitely close to the pressure of the quasi-emperor, Ye Qingyu was the center, spreading under the Tiandu Peak.

The Blood-Drinking Sword Pill turned into a red giant sword that was long in Ye Qingyu's palm. The sword body was as bright as if it had just soaked in the blood pool. It seemed like there was a faint drop of bright red blood dripping down the rune blood trough of the sword body. A faint blood mist flowed over the sword blade. The entire big sword had a strange magic power, as if just one glance at it, the soul would be shattered by the sharp ninja light.

"Give up the dignity of martial arts and abandon the heart of a warrior. Living is just a walking corpse. It is better for me to send you on the road and preserve your glory...please!"

Ye Qingyu's voice was filled with a divine and bright aura, roaring between heaven and earth, as if a high-ranking god king, sentenced to a group of sinners who had blasphemed their lives and creatures.

The words fell.

The blood-drinking sword slashed out with one sword.

This world is truly divided into two under the sword light.

The void barrier was like a piece of thin paper. Without even a sound, it was cut out by a sword and a huge crack three or four thousand meters long. The terrifying chaotic void space turbulent flow came. In an instant, more than two thousand surrendered strong men were like insects and ants trapped in the torrent. Before they could struggle, they were swallowed by the space turbulent flow. The sword intent of the Divine Emperor, which was everywhere in the space turbulent flow, instantly killed these surrendered strong men into powder.

It's just a moment.

In an instant, the cracks in the void were repaired by the original laws of heaven and earth.

The space turbulence disappeared.

It seems that nothing is born.

But the more than 2,000 surrendered strong men who suddenly disappeared in the battle circle were ruthlessly telling everyone who couldn't believe what terrible things happened in that moment.

"What did you give birth?"

"Am I crazy? Or... my eyes see hallucinations?"

"Oh My God……"

"This is not the power that humans should have!"

"He is a god and a demon!"

Tens of thousands of powerful people from all races are like dementia, messy in the wind.

...

...

Ye Qingyu gently wiped the blood marks on the giant sword of drinking blood.

Around him, there was snow floating, blood flowing, bones piled up like mountains, and death energy soared into the sky.

He stood between snow, blood and bones.

There was no trace of blood on the white clothes, and the black silk still radiated with silver light.

His breath is still as stable and long as the flowing water of mountains.

His Yuanli is still as powerful as a river.

His palms were still wide and firm without any trembling.

He had a calm and calm smile on his face.

Because he was very satisfied with the gains of this battle.

The sword cut nearly 10,000 surrendered strong men, and I don’t know how much terrible power has been absorbed from the Blood-Drinking Sword Pill. At this time, mysterious runes on the surface of the Blood-Drinking Sword Pill were flashing wildly, obviously refining and transforming these terrifying essence, blood and vitality forces to the greatest extent. In addition to the part of the blood-Drinking Sword Pill borrowed by Ye Qingyu in the battle just now, at least 80,000 surrendered strong men were saved in the Blood-Drinking Sword Pill.

In wheel battles, we are always magic weapons to defeat the strong with the weak.

But the Blood-Drinking Sword is born to be the nemesis of wheel battles.

"Now the power accumulated in this Blood-Drinking Sword Pill should be able to pose a threat to a quasi-emperor? Even if you cannot seriously injure a quasi-emperor, as long as you can force a quasi-emperor to withdraw from defense, then after I go up the mountain, I may be able to help Xiao Feimian."

Ye Qingyu slowly put away the Blood-Drinking Sword Pill.

He is not a narcissist, nor a lunatic, nor a fame. The reason why he is so crazy that he wants to challenge nearly 10,000 surrendered strong men with one person, but he doesn't want Li Shengyan, Qin Yanzi and others to help is actually to obtain the power of these nearly 10,000 surrendered strong men and be qualified to join the battlefield at the top of Dutian Peak that truly determines the fate of all tribes.

Now, his goal has been achieved.

But this process is really shocking.

Because at this time the tens of thousands of powerful people from the tribes behind him, Qin Yanzi, Li Shengyan, and Zhang Wudao... have turned into stone statues like dullness.

At the intersection of the mountain road in front of him, the officials of Xuanji Sect trembled like a twitch. Looking at Ye Qingyu's eyes, it was as if they were looking at the most terrifying evil demon in the world.

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Chapter completed!