A curtain of rain descended from the sky, covering the entire void.
Four bright sword lights cut through the blood mist, bringing up a sharp wind and causing a rain of blood to fall.
Four completely different realms covered the void of hundreds of feet in radius. Ye Chen stood on the stone path, and a wave of oppression surged towards him.
The expressions of Mu Chen and others changed slightly. The oppression spreading from the martial arts field was still extremely terrifying.
"Xianya, Xianli!" Xianxu stepped out of the air, his eyes like lightning, looking straight at the two floating figures.
"Foreign enemy!" Cold murderous aura emerged, and Xian Luo's expression was extremely cold.
Several streams of martial arts will soared into the sky, sweeping across the sky like a torrent.
Bang bang! The roar spread out, and the originally stalemate of the battle was immediately broken by the impact of these several wills.
As the black mist surged, the figures of the two men in black fell backwards. Their rain of blood turned into blood arrows, and the dense blood arrows filled the void within a radius of hundreds of feet.
Whoosh! A volley of blood arrows shot down, tearing apart the rain curtain.
Ye Chen looked at the scattered blood arrows with a calm expression, put away the Moon God Pendant, and lightly pointed his sword forward.
The will of the Moon God was flowing on Ye Chen's fingertips, endless chill flowed out, and the blood arrows that had not yet arrived were still in the void and condensed into ice.
The cold wind blew out, and the dense blood arrows shattered one after another and turned into ice shavings.
As the ice shards flew, the figures of the two men in black turned into a black mist and retreated into the distance.
"Stay!" A plain voice echoed in vain in the void, and at the same time, a terrifying aura rose from the rain curtain below.
Phew! A man dressed in white stepped out of the air, and the rain falling around him spread in all directions. Ye Chen held a sword and looked at the two men in black with an indifferent expression. His cold murderous intent spread out without any concealment.
Lock up the two men in black.
"Pingdai!" In the void, the middle-aged man whom Xianxu called Immortal Lord looked at Ye Chen with somewhat complicated eyes.
"Young Fifth Generation, just leave these two to me!" Another Jade Emperor Palace warrior, Xian Li Jian, frowned slightly and whispered.
Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head. It was hard to find a target for training, how could he give it to others.
"Fifth Generation Moon God, I didn't expect you to step into the sixth level of the Sword Tomb!" A harsh sneer rose in the void, the black mist spread, and the figure of a man in black gradually became clear, and it turned out to be a pale-faced man.
The ultimate middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen with cold eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's a pity that now is not the time to deal with you, what a pity!"
Having said this, the middle-aged man looked down at Mu Chen and the others with some solemnity, as well as dozens of martial arts warriors. Damn it, why did these people appear at this time?
These dozens of martial arts warriors were enough to break the stalemate. Therefore, the two mysterious forces had no choice but to retreat.
"Is it a pity?" Ye Chen shook his head. He only had to face one of the men in black, because he had already noticed a cold killing intent coming from the fire unicorn.
The majestic zhenqi burst out of the body. The sword in the middle-aged man's hand was raised in vain, and the figure turned into a stream of light and ran straight towards Ye Chen.
Phew! A wisp of cold light flashed across the void. As soon as the cold light appeared, it disappeared into the rain of blood.
When this cold light appeared, it was in front of Ye Chen's eyes. Ye Chen's eyes were like lightning. He stared coldly at the sword light that appeared through the air. He raised his sword fingers and clamped two fingers on the tip of the sword with perfect accuracy.
, Yun Danfeng gently dispelled the power of this sword.
Looking at the face so close to him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a breath. Especially when he touched Ye Chen's gaze, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
There was a sword chant! Like a swimming dragon, the world fell into endless darkness. At the same time, six sword corpses gathered behind Ye Chen in vain, forming a sword formation. Six strands of the moon god's will rose into the sky and converged on Ye Chen.
Three strands of the Moon God's will also emerged like flowing water, and nine strands of the Moon God's will gathered on Ye Chen.
Just for a moment, the Qilin Sword in Ye Chen's hand was thrust out. The sword was light and fluttering, losing its fierceness, like flying dead leaves.
Endless void, endless darkness, and a most beautiful sword light burst out of the sky, and this sword light fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man.
In the bright sword light, a touch of blood-red emerged, like the red dripping from the tip of an ink pen.
Tick! Scarlet blood seeped out of the void, tearing apart the endless darkness.
Poof! Pillars of blood surged wildly, and a broken arm was thrown into the sky. The middle-aged man retreated wildly, and with every step he took, the void below shattered.
Both Xianya and Xianli's expressions changed slightly, their eyes were like lightning, looking straight at the surging column of blood: "Can the fifth generation's sword actually hurt him?"
With Ru Mo's long hair hanging down, Ye Chen took a step forward and looked at the middle-aged man who was retreating calmly: "Fortunately, you are the fourth one. Unfortunately, you have to meet those three
Unlucky guy!"
"Three unlucky ghosts?" The middle-aged man had a vague feeling in his heart. The moment his body retreated wildly, his martial arts will surged out like a tide. The surrounding void even became distorted and blood flew.
The rain twisted around and formed whirlpools.
"In the realm of martial arts, I want to see if you can remain so calm once you step into my realm!" The middle-aged man's eyes became extremely cold, and overwhelming pressure surged in the void of a hundred feet.
Ignoring this fluctuating martial arts will, Ye Chen stepped down and stepped into the realm of martial arts.
Bang bang! Under this step, the terrifying pressure of heaven and earth turned into ashes. Murderous aura swirled around, and the killing marks faintly emerged between Ye Chen's eyebrows.
Ripples spread out, and a murderous body emerged in the void. Ye Chen took a step forward again, and the two figures overlapped, in their strongest state.
"Your martial arts field cannot stop my sword, at least for now!" Ye Chen whispered. Now that the fire unicorn has recovered some of its strength, he has no worries. If he wants to use his sword, it will be the strongest sword.
"Rain!" The whisper echoed in the void. Ye Chen's figure turned into a shadow and merged into the blood rain, heading straight towards the middle-aged man. The nine strands of will flowing in his body were extremely fierce and unstoppable, directly tearing him apart.
Shattering the coercion and will of heaven and earth coming from all around.
"Nine strands of will!" The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and he raised his remaining left arm and pressed it into the void. Endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth condensed out of his left palm.
But at this moment, a ray of cold light appeared, and a startling rainbow suddenly appeared. This cold light eclipsed the sky and the earth, and fell in everyone's eyes.
This sword light that turned the world into disgrace dissipated in an instant. As the white clothes danced wildly, Ye Chen's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man in vain. The Qilin Sword was sinking deep into the middle-aged man's throat, and a stream of waves
Blood spurted out and stained the sword's body red.
Looking at Ye Chen, who was so close, the middle-aged man could say something, but he couldn't. The vitality was rapidly draining out of his body, and nine strands of will condensed to imprison him.
The middle-aged man's eyes were full of fear, and his eyes gradually dispersed.
"The ordinary martial arts field cannot stop my sword!" Ye Chen chuckled, and drew out his Qilin sword, bringing out streaks of bright blood.
At the same time, a dim soul emerged from the middle-aged man's corpse and retreated through the air.
Ye Chen ignored the escaping soul, his face was slightly pale, and the energy in his body was almost exhausted. This sword used up all his energy.
"I'll leave it to you next!" Ye Chen chuckled, moved his right hand, and stuffed several round pills into his mouth. The pills turned into billowing heat and flowed through his body.
Hiss! A cluster of purple flames emerged in the rain of blood in vain. This purple flame appeared just right and was extremely timely.
A chill enveloped the middle-aged man's heart, and his soul directly hit this cluster of purple flames, "Ah!"
The screams broke the dead silence of the void, and the heart-rending feeling overwhelmed the middle-aged man's nerves. His terrifying martial arts soul gradually turned into ashes in the purple flames.
"The original fire of Qilin burned all the wasteland. Tsk tsk. Xiao Huo lost his body because of a foreign enemy. Now he sees a foreign enemy again. This is an enemy meeting, and he is extremely jealous!" A smile appeared on the pale face, Ye
Chen murmured to himself.
The killing mark disappeared, the nine strands of the Moon God's will dissipated like the tide, and there was no more aura fluctuation on Ye Chen's body.
"Is this?" Xianya's mind was suddenly shaken, and his eyes were fixed on the cluster of beating purple flames, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The torrential rain of blood could not extinguish the purple flames. As the flames filled the air, a tall figure emerged, with long red hair dancing wildly, and an arrogant and domineering aura permeated it.
"Who is this person?" Xianli whispered. In this tall figure, he felt a shocking oppression and an aura of vicissitudes of life.
Phew! The only remaining man in black looked horrified. Others may not know how to apply purple flames, but the man in black knows the original fire of Kirin.
Moreover, looking at the figure in front of him, a huge shadow appeared in the mind of the man in black, a unicorn body.
"Only Qilin can use the original fire of Qilin. This person is a third-generation fire Qilin!" The man in black looked solemn, and the black mist surged crazily, blending into the blood rain, and his figure gradually became illusory.
He stood up and said, "Damn it, the fifth generation must have obtained the true form of the Qilin in the sword tomb on the fifth floor, and the third generation Fire Qilin recast his body through the true form of the Qilin!"
"You still want to use illusory magical powers in front of me. Those old guys didn't dare to do it, let alone a junior like you!" Huo Qilin chuckled, his eyes were as piercing as ice, and Bai Jian stretched out his slender right hand from under his sleeve robe.
When he stepped out, the original fire of Qilin flowed in his fingertips, causing ripples in the space. The Fire Qilin took one step forward, and in an instant, the surrounding hundreds of feet of void turned into a sea of fire, and the Qilin's phantom suppressed the heavens, rolling.
Black mist emerged from the sea of fire, and vaguely, a figure floated in the black mist.
Fire Qilin's right hand passed through the rolling black fog and landed on the figure, and a scream suddenly sounded out.
The original fire of Qilin was roiling, the black mist gradually dissipated, and two silhouettes appeared in everyone's sight.
The fire unicorn stood on the sea of fire, almost holding the man in black's head. The fire of the kilin's origin had already wrapped the body of the man in black. No matter how much will he willed, it was like a torrent, and the man in black could not stop it.
This spreading fire of the Kirin origin.
Hiss! As the flames rolled, the figure of the man in black turned into ashes and disappeared into the flames. The wind blew up, setting off a few sparks.
Fire Qilin lightly removed the surrounding fire sea and Qilin territory, and said with a chuckle: "Those old guys are probably dead, and I can only vent my frustration to these juniors!"
Compared to Ye Chen's stunning sword, Fire Qilin's move was even more shocking. He killed a second-level martial arts expert with just a few moves.
"The Third Generation Fire Qilin!" Xianya and Xianli also noticed the identity of the Fire Qilin, their faces changed slightly, and then they held their swords and made a sword salute to the Fire Qilin from afar: "I have seen the Third Generation Fire Qilin!"
Hearing this, Huo Qilin turned around and looked at Xianxu and Xianli with complicated eyes. These two people did not salute with the sword when they saw Ye Chen. Instead, they saluted with the sword when they saw me. This was not deliberately ignoring Ye Chen.
Xianxu, Xianluo and others also frowned. Even if these two guys did not agree that the Jade Emperor Palace was led by the Fifth Generation, they could not ignore basic etiquette. Wouldn't this embarrass the Fifth Generation?
Thinking of this, Xianxu subconsciously looked at Ye Chen. When he saw Ye Chen's face, Xianxu was secretly relieved. Fortunately, Wu Dai didn't mind.
Xianya and Xianli also noticed the disrespect and smiled awkwardly. Suddenly they remembered something and looked at Ye Chen blankly: "Killing a second-level martial artist, when did the fifth generation have such strength!"
An extremely beautiful sword light loomed in the minds of the two of them. Xianya sighed slightly and had to admit that the fifth generation had become stronger, and it was too strong to be ignored.
Ye Chen smiled faintly and ignored the gazes of Xian Ya and others, but looked at Huo Qilin: "Two martial arts souls were wasted!"
Hearing this, Huo Qilin also smiled, and wisps of life emerged from the rain, gathered in the palm of his hand, and finally merged into his body.
"I wonder how long it has been since you two stepped into this dead city?" Turning around, Ye Chen stared at the sparse sword towers in front of him, with his back to Xianya and Xianlidao.
Xianya and Xianya were still immersed in Ye Chen's magnificent sword, but Ye Chen's voice brought their minds back to reality from the sword light.
"We stepped into this dead city a few months ago!" After saying this, Xianya's face became extremely solemn: "This dead city is full of endless murderous intent, and if you are not careful, you will step into a point of eternal disaster!"
"Except for the two people who stepped into the sixth floor of the sword tomb a few months ago, where did everyone else go?" Ye Chen said lightly, and the sound of sword chants echoed in the Qilin Ring. The vibration of the Moon God Pendant was always present.
"Most people should have left this dead city and left the Sword Tomb!" Xianya raised his right hand, tore up the falling rain curtain, pointed at the endless sky, and said: "Every seven days, the sky above this dead city
Then an illusory door will appear! According to the four major cities, you can leave the Sword Tomb through the illusory door. In the past few months, many warriors have left the Sword Tomb through the door of the Sword Tomb!"
Ye Chen followed the direction pointed by Xianya, and what he saw was endless energy of life and death. Blood rained down, and the energy of life and death filled the air. "Who else left the Sword Tomb?"