Chapter 62: Crazy (First Update)

  Ye Chen's figure quickly rushed towards the howling beast group, his sword swinging recklessly, waves of sword energy spreading out in all directions, wails and screams erupting, row after row of beasts falling to the ground in an eerie manner. The Blood Sword members around him stared at Ye Chen in shock, the silver clown mask on his face giving them a sense of unfamiliar chill!

  Someone shouted: "It's that young man from just now!"

  The Blood Sword members around him glared at Ye Chen with anger, their furious roars echoing from their mouths. Today's deaths were all caused by this person in front of them. On this red land stained with blood, how many brothers who used to drink together had fallen? How many wives waiting for their husbands to return home had lost their loved ones? How many children waiting for their fathers to return home had lost their supportive fathers? How many elderly people with white hair had lost their beloved sons?!

  The scarlet eyes stared tightly at Ye Chen, endless resentment and killing intent pressed towards Ye Chen. A hint of mockery flashed across Ye Chen's face as he slowly shook his head, secretly thinking: "This world is indeed so ruthless, in the cycle of killing and being killed, I still choose to kill, with no regrets!"

  His dark eyes were replaced by indifference once again, slowly raising his long sword. At this moment, Ye Chen was no longer a young man, but a killer who crawled out of countless corpses.

  "Kill!!!"

  It was unclear who shouted "kill", but the hundreds of Blood Sword members around them suddenly ignored the monster in front of them and crazily charged towards Ye Chen, their colorful auras flashing all around, sword energy flying everywhere, Ye Chen seemed to have become the murderer of their father in their eyes, each sword stabbing towards Ye Chen's body!

  Without a moment's hesitation, his feet lightly tapped, Ye Chen's figure flashed suddenly, avoiding several sword energies that were aimed at his forehead. The silver clown mask emitted a cold glow, just like the sword in Ye Chen's hand had an inexplicable chill to it. Similarly, the sword shadows filled the sky, without any effort, each sword quickly and mercilessly stabbed towards the hearts of several big men, if not for the sword, then there would be no life lost, but once the sword was out, it meant the disappearance of a life!

  Although Ye Chen's sword was very fast, the Great Han had apparently forgotten his fear of death and came charging in one after another. Although he died under Ye Chen's sword before even making a move, Ye Chen himself didn't know how many swords he had swung, the numbness spreading from his hand was no longer enough to stop Ye Chen's pace, killing one person with every ten steps, leaving no trail for a thousand miles!

  However, the Blood Sword members were not lacking in wise men, and they actually set up a sword array to surround Ye Chen in the middle. Originally, Ye Chen only needed to face dozens of people directly, but now he had to deal with hundreds of sword energies surrounding him. The hundreds of sword energies were uneven in strength, but Ye Chen didn't dare underestimate them at all. With his right foot as the center, his body quickly rotated from left to right, creating a whirlwind formed by one sword energy, which bounced back the sword energies that fell on his body!

  The Blood Sword members who didn't react in time were directly pierced through the chest by that sharp sword energy, and for a moment, miserable cries echoed all around. The surrounding demons were also stimulated by the bloody smell and crazily attacked the Blood Sword members.

  Ye Chen was lucky enough to dodge the monster's attack while being in the crowd, but although most of the sword energy bounced back, a small portion of it hit Ye Chen's body. A scorching sensation swept through his entire body, and his black cloak instantly turned into tattered cloth. His curly black hair naturally fell down, and the surrounding sword energy was chaotic, causing his black hair to flutter in the windless air!

  However, more Blood Sword members surged out from all directions, surrounding Ye Chen once again. With long swords in hand, they mobilized all their true energy, facing these well-trained men, each of whom was hovering around the first six or seven layers of Wu. Despite being vastly outnumbered, Ye Chen charged forward fearlessly and recklessly, his dark eyes revealing a hint of madness. He thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of death brushing past him.

  Due to his desire to challenge the limits, Ye Chen rushed into the densely packed crowd at the station and swiftly swung his long sword, taking down one by one the Blood Sword members around him. He didn't care that this would provoke the anger of the remaining Blood Sword members.

  Countless giant swords brushed past Ye Chen, and often when it seemed like the weapons were about to hurt him, somehow they all fell short. Meanwhile, that light and slow longsword always managed to find its way into the enemy's weak points at just the right moment, slipping in lightly and slowly as the figures fell one after another.

  Ye Chen's figure was sometimes like the gentle spring breeze, soft and carefree, and sometimes like the fierce storm before the mountain rain, violent and sharp! At this moment, Feng Po Zhi had gradually approached perfection, Ye Chen seemed to have forgotten about Feng Po Zhi, his heart moved freely, his fingers moved with his heart, and one finger transformed into that gentle breeze!

  One by one, without anyone noticing, a large number of corpses began to accumulate beside Ye Shen. There was no gruesome scene, no shocking killing intent, only the gentle movements of Ye Chen's hands, like a soft breeze. Of course, no one would notice the terrifying killing intent hidden beneath Ye Chen's calm and peaceful demeanor.

  The Wind Shadow Body Technique was perfectly embodied by Ye Chen at this moment, his movements transforming from initial stiffness to a smooth flow like clouds and water.

  At this moment, those great men became crazily fearless, throwing their lives onto Ye Chen's sword one after another. One by one, the figures fell to the ground, and one by one, blood burst forth like blooming lotus flowers!

  The silver moon has quietly risen, and the dark sky is filled with stars. The faint moonlight shines down on Ye Chen's clothes, which are stained red with blood!

  "Kill!!!"

  A burst of killing intent simultaneously erupted from the Blood Sword members, and the demonic beast was actually scared away by this astonishing killing intent. Even the Blood Sword who was fighting with the blood leopard in the dense forest felt a wave of fear, as if the substantial killing intent made Ye Chen gradually go crazy. It was this familiar feeling...

  Facing the bloodthirsty Blood Sword members, Ye Chen's originally pitch-black eyes gradually turned red, and a cyan-red glow continuously exchanged outside his body. The cyan-red light transformed into a cold and fierce whirlwind, sweeping towards those bloodthirsty giants!

  The originally dull sword moves became full of murderous aura, as if the substantial murderous aura had added a few points of prestige to the void. The Wind Shadow Body Method also gradually tended towards perfection. At this moment, Ye Chen was like a whirlwind, a fast and fierce whirlwind that swept past everyone. Wherever the whirlwind went, it was accompanied by countless bloodstains.

  The beast's roar gradually subsided, and it was only then that the burly men suddenly noticed that the ground was piled high with countless corpses of their comrades. The enemy who had just turned these living companions into corpses was still wielding a butcher knife in his hand. Moreover, sharp-eyed people even discovered that after sacrificing countless lives of their comrades, Ye Chen's body did not have a single wound, and the blood dripping from Ye Chen's body was actually splashed from the cold corpses lying on the ground!

  The intelligent people also gradually realized the horror of Ye Chen, after killing countless people, there was no wound on his body except for the bloodstains all over his body. The self-proclaimed intelligent people started to retreat, and the sound of their footsteps seemed exceptionally piercing at this moment. Their inner fear finally triumphed over their anger.

  In the eyes of the great Han, all was a bloody red color, blood-red fragments and white brains, madly roaring: "Devil, devil, he is a devil from hell!"

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble" A rolling cloud of smoke and dust appeared from another part of the dense forest, a shocking killing aura spread out, wave after wave of shouting voices: "Blood Sword Invincible, Blood Sword Invincible!!!"

  The shout startled Ye Chen, pulling him back from that bloody world. His face suddenly changed as the Blood Sword Army's reinforcements arrived, cold laughter echoing through the air. He gazed at the blood-soaked ground and then at the smoke-filled sky before resolutely leaping into the distance, disappearing from view in just a few bounds.

  The remaining Blood Sword members had forgotten to stop Ye Chen, and were staring blankly at the corpses all over the ground. Originally, there were hundreds of Blood Sword members, but now only a dozen or so were still standing, and everywhere they looked was a sea of red!

  Red is stimulating, red is frightening, red drives people mad!

  The surviving Blood Sword members could no longer bear it, and in the shocked eyes of the arriving Blood Sword members, they drew their swords and stabbed themselves in the chest. The sword went in, blood splattered!

  A blood-red world, under this blood-red land was buried more than 300 members of the initial seven-layer peak Blood Sword!

  Mysterious crimson, a world of crimson, sword raised, blood splattered!!!