Douluo's holy sword

"Eh? Why is it so troublesome?" Ye Yao frowned vigorously.

It's not that I think I can't do it, I just want to express my dissatisfaction through this obvious expression.

"If you tell me to do it, then do it." Qian Daoliu said lightly.

Humph, such an attitude!

Ye Yao looked at the calm Qian Daoliu and sneered.

who do you think You Are?If you ask me to do it, I will do it!Then where will I put my face!

I tell you!I, Ye Yao, what I like the most is to say to a self-righteous person like you...

"Good!" Ye Yao showed a bright smile.

So, after verifying a certain law that is common in all worlds again, Ye Yao looked at the blood shadow.

"So, roughly this is the situation..." Ye Yao said.

"Next, are you going to be honest and get caught, or..."

"You want me to use some extraordinary measures?"

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!" Ye Yao's look down on others completely angered the King of Slaughter.

The rationality that had only returned briefly disappeared again under the humiliation rising in his heart.

At this moment, his heart returned to chaos, and two scarlet rays of light lit up his eyes.

He had already ignored the strong sense of danger coming from Ye Yao, and took the lead.

The roars of the undead, the wails of the living, and the endless voices of resentment rang in Ye Yao's ears.

He raised his head indifferently, looking at the sea of ​​blood suddenly rising in front of him, with a little thought in his eyes.

"Killing Field!" A frantic low roar sounded from the sea of ​​blood.

The figure of the Slaughter King disappeared, completely submerged in the seemingly boundless sea of ​​blood.

The scarlet waves are constantly surging, and the sea of ​​​​blood is spreading rapidly, leaving no grass growing wherever it goes, stripping away all the breath of life.

"It's rare to see such a high-quality domain." Ye Yao looked at the rapidly approaching domain, calmly, and still in the mood to comment.

When it comes to the quality of the field alone, I'm afraid it can't compare to the bright field given to him by the goddess of light.

A field that can be compared to the field bestowed by gods must also be a field bestowed by gods.

From this, it can be seen that although the person in front of him does not know which god he is, he must be the successor of the god.

Oh, I really guessed right...

The City of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, is indeed the place where the gods inherit their heritage.

Although the identity of the other party has not been clarified, Ye Yao can infer from the somewhat similar fields and the formidable strength that this is the King of Slaughter that Tang San spoke of.

It seems that he was driven mad by the gift left by Xiaosan before he left, so he chased him out?

Looking back at the unconscious Hu Liena, Ye Yao couldn't help shaking his head pityingly.

Tragedy by pond fish!

Tang San, you are really doing a lot of harm to others!

"It's a pity, although your domain is essentially comparable to my light domain, but you have gone astray." Ye Yao concentrated on facing the enemy in front of him.

"The improvement of the field is nothing more than two points."

"One is 'quality' and the other is 'quantity'."

"In terms of 'quality', even if my domain is a fusion of two major domains, it is impossible to be much stronger than your domain after all. However, your domain is mixed with too many other things, too heterogeneous, Although the 'quantity' has been increased, the 'quality' has been lost."

"As for the 'quantity'..." Ye Yao chuckled, seemingly disdainful.

"The light golden field spread out, and almost instantly, it completely rendered the space behind Ye Yao into a piece of gold.

Soon, the golden domain was convenient for the Blood Sea Chamber to resist.

In the sea of ​​blood, countless resentful spirits were roaring, and the waves were constantly churning. However, under the obstruction of the golden field, they were still unable to enter.

"It's fine if it was before, but now..." Ye Yao showed a playful smile.

"Compared to 'quantity', I'm not afraid of anyone!"

This time, Ye Yao can be said to be the first time in his life, showing the power and scope of his domain without any care.

In the past, Ye Yao would never dare to do this.

Because, this level of domain, in terms of his soul power, can't last long at all.

Even though his soul power had now reached level ninety-five, Ye Yao still felt that his soul power was disappearing at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

however……

"boom!"

Like the fetal movement of a giant beast, it came from Ye Yao's chest.

Ye Yao's new heart beat slightly.

Then, the soul power that was originally less than 70% was filled in an instant.

"I have to say, this feeling is really refreshing." Ye Yao said with emotion.

Not to mention the current consumption of the domain, even if he exhausted his soul power in an instant, he could recover it again in the next instant.

With the Dragon Heart as his backing, he is almost invincible in continuous combat.

If it is not unable to make up for the mental exhaustion, Ye Yao can almost be said to be a perpetual motion machine on the battlefield.

How did he ever think that one day he could use his soul power so extravagantly!

"Then, next..." Ye Yao held his hands in his arms and tapped his arms lightly with his fingers.

Time to get serious.

The King of Slaughter hidden in the sea of ​​blood felt it.

Although it seems that the fields of both sides maintain a balance of power, he knows that he has been suppressed.

In terms of domain, his invincible killing domain was actually suppressed!

No matter from which aspect!

Although it is not obvious for the time being, but it will not be long before the decline is bound to appear!

No! It can't be delayed any longer!

In this world, there is absolutely no field stronger than the killing field!Absolutely impossible!

Then, Ye Yao made a move.

"Purify!" he declared solemnly.

As a result, endless rays of light emanated from the golden domain, and gently shot into the sea of ​​blood from all directions.

The light is gentle, like a mother's embrace.

The wraith in the sea of ​​blood stopped roaring.

They stared blankly at the soft golden color, and a sliver of life appeared on their dull faces.

They seemed to have heard a sentence.

It's as if someone whispered in their ear...

The sea of ​​blood is boundless...

Back to shore!

So, they turned around.

They saw that behind them, there was no longer a boundless sea of ​​blood.

That's land, that's shore.

On the shore, someone reached out to them.

So, they also stretched out their hands and held that hand with all their strength!

Gold starts to spread.

The sea of ​​blood changed, as if the sea of ​​blood had been assimilated by the golden light, the color of blood turned into gold, and the surging and roaring ocean turned into a calm golden lake.

"No! Never!" The King of Slaughter roared angrily.

Accompanied by his anger and panic, dense dark red appeared in the sky.

It was a vague long sword.

The next moment, the long sword adjusted its position, and shot fiercely towards the golden field.

"Small tricks." Ye Yao pointed at his arm.

As a result, countless golden chains rose from the field, intercepting and blocking all the blood swords in the air, and then assimilated them.

"Your sword is very good." Ye Yao showed a smile.

"Now they're mine!"

Immediately, the golden long sword turned its tip and shot towards the shrinking sea of ​​​​blood.

The next moment, a violent explosion sounded.

The sea of ​​blood seemed to be exploded, with blood splashing everywhere.

Ye Yao raised his hand and waved lightly, the originally expanding field quickly retracted, forming a round sphere to protect himself.

"Is this going to blow up? Isn't it?" Ye Yao complained.

Immediately, he frowned slightly.With a false grasp on his right hand, he lifted it up violently.

In front of him, a conspicuous streak of blood appeared in the golden field.

The next moment, a blood-colored epee pierced straight through it.

"Clang!" The invisible holy sword blocked it in time.

The huge roar and the heavy force made Ye Yao tilt his upper body slightly.

But that's about it.

Ye Yao shook his head, looked at the King of Slaughter who had cut open part of its territory with a sword, and said with a smile: "Although it may be strange for me to say that, but..."

"I'm really not human anymore."

After this sublimation of life level, strictly speaking, he is already a "dragon species".

Naturally, in addition to the strong recovery power, there is also the strong physical fitness of being a "dragon species".

"If I really want to say that, even if I were to compete head-on with Er Ming, a 100,000-year-old titan, I would not be at a disadvantage," Ye Yao said.

Therefore, he didn't care what he thought about the King of Slaughter who seemed to be protruding from the void with only half of his body exposed. He held the sword in his right hand and steadily blocked the King of Slaughter's attack.

The free left hand clenched a fist.

then……

Punch out!

"Boom!" A piercing sonic boom sounded.

A blood-colored figure flew upside down in a distressed posture.

Then, it was smashed deeply into the mountain wall by that terrifying force.

"I hope I didn't smash through the mountain, I should stay strong." Ye Yao exhaled softly and muttered.

Then, he walked slowly over, and the golden field spread out again.

Two golden chains drilled into the almost human-shaped depression, and then began to explore.

A moment later, a bloody figure tightly bound by chains came in front of Ye Yao.

"Simple man-machine." Ye Yao said softly.

Facing the King of Slaughter, who was even more powerful than Sword Douluo and had about level ninety-eight strength, Ye Yao quickly resolved the battle with such an understatement.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" Qian Daoliu drifted to Ye Yao's side.

At this time, although the King of Slaughter was not killed by Ye Yao's punch because he was strong enough, his head was swollen and he felt dizzy, and he felt like falling into a coma.

Ye Yao no longer delayed, raised his right hand, and mercilessly thrust the holy sword into the body of the King of Slaughter.

"Oh!" The Slaughter King's eyes widened in anger.

He lowered his head, and what he saw was the half of the sword inserted into his belly.

The holy holy sword came into contact with the dirty and evil breath, and the two almost completely opposite forces produced a very strong repulsion phenomenon.

It's a pity that the Slaughter King clearly saw bloody steam rising from his lower abdomen and even his whole body, which meant that his own power was being continuously melted by the sword.

Compared with the pain of the blade entering his body, what made the Slaughter King most unbearable at this moment was the collision of these two completely different forces in his body.

"What... do you want to do?" The King of Slaughter said hoarsely, holding back the pain.

"Kill you!" Ye Yao pushed the hilt of the sword indifferently.

The Slaughter King raised his head, as if he wanted to roar, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

Ye Yao remained silent, and silently poured his power into the holy sword continuously.

After a while, the blood on the Slaughter King's body gradually dimmed.

The originally scarlet eyes gradually became lifeless, but there was also a hint of black faintly visible.

Even the face that was completely invisible before was looming.

"Almost..." Qian Daoliu sighed softly.

Although consciousness has been eroded, the part of consciousness that belongs to the self has never been erased.

Now being invaded by external forces, the power of consciousness that originally occupied the body has been greatly weakened.

With the willpower of this old thing, I should have started to wake up.

As he expected, in the originally dull eyes of the Slaughter King, as the scarlet color decreased and the black color increased, a look of struggle was constantly emerging.

"Ah! I...I..." The Slaughter King muttered incoherently, as if he was struggling with something.

Seeing this, Ye Yao decided to increase the transmission of soul power by another % after pondering for a while.

The blood-colored mist continued to rise, completely covering the two of them, and the blood color of the Slaughter King was further dissipating.

Finally, less than three minutes later, Ye Yao and Qian Daoliu got the results they wanted.

"Okay, stop, young man." A tired voice sounded from in front of Ye Yao.

Ye Yao raised his head, and what he saw was no longer a pair of blood eyes, but a pair of dark eyes with deep tiredness.

The originally invisible appearance was also fully displayed in front of Ye Yao's eyes.

"Why does it look familiar?" Ye Yao thumped in his heart.

Why does it look so like...

etc!Ye Yao suddenly shuddered.

The top powerhouse of Qian Daoliu's generation, and has a close relationship with Qian Daoliu!Not killed by him!

And now this familiar face...

"Thank you for your help, little friend, otherwise I might not be able to regain consciousness until I die." This somewhat weathered man showed a forced smile.

"Well, senior, you're welcome..." Ye Yao said dryly.

"Little friend, I have recovered, can you pull out your martial soul first..." After waiting for a while, the man saw that Ye Yao was in a daze and did not move, so he had to say helplessly.

"Ah? Oh, sorry!" Ye Yao quickly drew his sword out.

The man's body tilted slightly, as if he was about to fall to the ground, but just when Ye Yao wanted to help him, he raised his hand abruptly, stopping Ye Yao's movements.

"It's okay." The man waved his hand. Although he was extremely weak, it was still difficult to conceal his masculine and domineering temperament that naturally exuded from the inside out.

"I, Tang Chen, thank you little friend for saving your life. I don't know how many years have passed in Douluo Continent, how is the Haotian Sect, and... I repay the favor..."

Ye Yao didn't listen carefully to what was said later.

Now there are only two words left in his mind.

Tang Chen! Tang Chen! Tang Chen!

Mom!It's really you!

A man who once fell in love with Qian Daoliu, whose IQ is unknown, but whose EQ is definitely negative, made Po Saixi wait for decades!

He stared blankly at the man, with a smile uglier than crying.

To Xiao San who is still practicing on Poseidon Island.

Brother, I'm fine, but I seem to have stabbed your great-grandfather...

Look at this...