The majestic pressure hovered in the sky. Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, and a terrifying aura spread out from his body. This aura eclipsed the sky and the earth.
The incomparably thick true energy flow circulates, nourishing flesh, blood, bones, and meridians all the time.
The sun was rising, and the entire flower city was still eerily silent.
Although they had not slept all night, everyone was not sleepy, and their eyes were staring straight into the void.
Returning to his original nature, the aura on Ye Chen's body gradually converged, until finally, Ye Chen turned into a gentle and elegant scholar, without any fluctuation of true energy in his body.
The aura of a scroll was revealed between his brows, and Ye Chen's entire figure blended into the heaven and earth.
Deathly silence, the world fell into a deathlike silence. And at that moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind emerged from the sky.
The sudden sound of breaking wind broke the peace between heaven and earth. Hua Wujian stood on the tower with his sword in hand, looking at the source of the sound of breaking wind, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Who is it? You are so ignorant that you interrupt your senior while he is practicing!
Wang Youjian's eyebrows also frowned slightly, and for a moment, hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes gathered at the end of the sky.
The coercion contained in his gaze drove away the clouds at the end of the sky, and a slender figure stepped out of the sky.
The ink-like black robe, wildly dancing bloody hair, and a biting aura filled the air.
Coming with a sword, the middle-aged man in black robe showed endless chill in his eyes, swept across the flower city below, and murmured: "Jun Hui guy failed, it's a bit unexpected!"
"It's interesting that such an elite was buried in a small town." The middle-aged man in black robe stepped out of the air. The snowflakes fell again at some unknown time.
The steps of the middle-aged man in black robe were extremely slow, but with every step he took, his figure would appear a hundred feet away, bringing up afterimages.
The flying snow flakes had not yet landed on this person, but they were strangely wiped out.
There is a faint mark between this person's eyebrows, and it contains a terrifying will.
When they met the eyes of the middle-aged man in black robe, Hua Wujian, Wang You and others were shocked and oppressed. That was the oppression of the martial arts realm.
"It's actually him. A mere flower city can provoke this person, alas!" Hua Wujian sighed slightly. Although he had never seen this person, he could guess some clues.
"Jun Mo!" Hua Wujian whispered. Compared with Jun Hui who came with the crowd before, this man was even more ruthless. He had massacred hundreds of tribes and killed more than a million people.
Therefore, many people who had surrendered to Bahan City fled when they saw this person.
"First there were dozens of people in the spiritual martial arts realm, and now they are in the martial arts realm!" Hua Wujian took a breath. Today, blood will be spilled in the sky, and he will defend Huacheng to the death.
However, Hua Wujian still had a fantasy in his heart. His eyes couldn't help but fall on the fluttering white man. Madman, can you resist this person?
"This person is in the martial arts realm!" Wang You held the hilt of the sword tightly and was about to step into the void, but Qian Chuanxue shook his head and said lightly: "He has also killed in the martial arts realm!"
He has also killed in the martial arts realm! Just this sentence eliminated Wang Youjianmei's worries, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The white snow is flying like a dancing butterfly, drawing arcs.
The middle-aged man in black robe came walking in the snow. When his figure was still several hundred feet away from Huacheng, he suddenly stopped and looked at the white-clad figure in the sky with some astonishment.
When he was thousands of feet away, he didn't notice this person's aura, and now when he was hundreds of feet away, he also didn't notice this person's aura.
Clothes as white as snow and hair as white as frost, this figure seems to have lasted forever.
The middle-aged man in black robe frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward again, each step making the world tremble.
"What a weird person, I can't detect his aura!" The middle-aged man in black robe whispered, and then shook his head: "Although it is weird, I don't bother to go into details, just kill him!"
"Even if this flower city is bloodbathed, I will still be punished by the organization after I go back. I have no choice!" The middle-aged man in black robe stepped on the snow catkins, and the overwhelming smell of blood swept away, and even the snow catkins were filled with a sense of murder.
With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen was immersed in the world, feeling the changes in his body, the thick Qi, the terrifying flesh and blood, and the flowing blood. Every change was under Ye Chen's control.
At this moment, the appearance of the middle-aged man in black robe was like a huge stone thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples.
At this moment, Ye Chen's eyes slowly opened, and his dark pupils had an unwavering look, like a puddle of stagnant water.
But just this dull gaze fell on the middle-aged man in black robe, and the middle-aged man was shocked. What kind of gaze was this? It was like an invisible blade, cutting directly into his vagina and inserting it deeply.
There was a dull pain in the soul of the middle-aged man in black robe.
Bang bang! The middle-aged man in black robe could feel that his heartbeat was speeding up in vain, and the energy in his body was also flowing crazily.
Bang! The middle-aged man in black robe took a step back. He couldn't bear this gaze. Even under this gaze, the martial arts will condensed in his body had a tendency to collapse.
A frightened look appeared on his face, and the middle-aged man in black robe had to admit that he had been practicing martial arts for nearly a hundred years, and this was the first time he was frightened by someone's gaze.
Under this gaze, he had a vague feeling that he was an ant under the heaven. Cold sweat soaked his whole body, and a martial arts will spread out from the body of the middle-aged man in black robe, and his true energy surged wildly.
For a moment, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
"Who is this person? Why is it that just a glance makes me feel frightened?" The middle-aged man in black robe whispered, "Has such a person ever appeared in the Eight Cold Hells!"
Bewildered and stunned, Hua Wujian and others all looked startled. Is this considered an escape?
Hua Wujian and others did not meet Ye Chen's gaze. Even so, everyone was still shocked. Just one look could scare away a martial artist. Is this the strength of a madman?
"Did I let you go?" A plain voice sounded in the ears of the middle-aged man in black robes. His body seemed to be suppressed by a mountain. It stopped strangely. This voice was no less than the call of the God of Death. He was dripping with sweat.
, the breath of death is coming.
The middle-aged man in black robe turned around, and saw a figure in white clothes like snow walking towards him, surrounded by three completely different flames, which looked extremely strange.
With a pale complexion, the middle-aged man in black robes noticed a terrifying fluctuation in the three flames. This flame was terrifying. He knew that once he was contaminated by this flame, he would surely end up turning into ashes.
The flame of reincarnation, the fire of cause and effect, and the fire of supreme karma, the three flames were flowing on Ye Chen's fingertips, and Ye Chen stepped out of the air. At the same time, in his dark eyes, the three flames suddenly formed three similar shapes.
The mark of the flame rotated around Ye Chen's eyes.
Meeting Ye Chen's gaze, the middle-aged man in black robe was shocked again. This gaze contained extremely terrifying power, making him feel like he was facing the world.
Bang bang! Will surged out like a tide, trying to tear apart this pressure.
"Do you want to tear apart the oppression of will? It's not enough. I want the vitality in your body!" Ye Chen said lightly. Two streams of Moon God's will flowed out.
Phew! Raising his right hand, Ye Chen slapped his palm downwards. Three high-pitched phoenix calls sounded, and the three vermilion birds appeared and roared. Three completely different flames immediately engulfed the middle-aged man in black robes.
There were no screams, nor any light of blood! The figure of the middle-aged man in black robe disappeared strangely, not even ashes were left.
"Reincarnation erases life and death, cause and effect eliminates cause and effect, and karma erases karma. This is the real disappearance!" Ye Chen murmured, and as he waved his sleeves and robes, the three-dimensional Suzaku mysteriously dissipated, and the flames merged into the heaven and earth.
A white light is suspended in the void. This is the vitality. The vitality of the old man in black robe.
Seizing this vitality, Ye Chen directly absorbed it. He turned around and walked towards the courtyard below with a calm expression.
Many years ago, he had destroyed martial arts, let alone now. With a single move, he destroyed ordinary martial arts.
From the arrival and departure of the black-robed middle-aged man until his death, it only took a few breaths.
With dull expressions, Hua Wujian and others were all shocked: "Killing martial arts?"
Coming out of the air, Ye Chen's eyes returned to normal, and there was no trace of breath on his body.
Hua Wujian and others did not dare to look directly into Ye Chen's eyes and lowered their heads until Ye Chen's figure disappeared in the courtyard.
The snowflakes began to fall again. Ye Chen stepped on the snowflakes, holding the wine bottle in one hand, and floated over.
"Zhu Sha Martial Arts, how strong are you?" Wang You murmured, looking at Ye Chen with complicated eyes. Who would have thought that the sword-dancing lunatic outside Huacheng in the past could be such a strong person.
"Lingwu Realm can kill martial arts!" Ye Chen said calmly. As his strength increased, his vision also improved. The ordinary martial arts realm was no longer worthy of Ye Chen's attention.
"Can kill martial arts!" Wang You murmured softly, and then chuckled: "If I have this strength, then Huacheng will be fine."
"This small town will be fine!" Ye Chen shrugged, and at the same time took out a martial arts soul from the Qilin Ring, smashed it into pieces with one hand, and its strong vitality emerged.
In Wang You's stunned eyes, Ye Chen grabbed this vitality and punched it into Wang You's body, "This vitality is enough to restore the injuries on your soul. Once your soul is restored, it should be easy to restore your strength to what it was decades ago."
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A warm feeling swept over him. In response to the excessive thanks, Wang You didn't bother to say anything, turned around and walked towards the house.
"Congratulations, you have evolved the magical power of fire." Qianchuan Xue came with a sword, and the amorous feelings flowing in her bright beautiful eyes made the world eclipse.
With her soft white hair fluttering in the wind and snow, Qianchuan Xue stood under the peach tree, her body completely blending into the vast white world.
Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head: "There is a long way to go, and I still have a long way to go compared to those people."
"That feeling of despair is annoying. I don't want to experience it again. I still like the feeling of having everything in my hands." Ye Chen chuckled, raised his head and looked at the sky, and murmured: "I don't know, those
How are people doing now?"
"Xiao Huo, Mu Chen, Fatty, Qing Jue, Han Jian, Feng Ge..." Ye Chen's eyes were filled with memories. Speaking of which, it had been nearly ten years.
"Re-entering reincarnation, with their strength, they should have broken the seal of the power of reincarnation." Qianchuan Xue raised a nice arc at the corner of her mouth. She also missed the fat man who called her sister-in-law.
"Those guys will become very powerful, I can't fall behind." Several red lights flashed on the Kirin Ring, and several martial arts souls who had lost their minds appeared in the void. Ye Chen's sword command moved with his will like flowing water.
It swept out and tore several martial arts souls into pieces.
The martial arts soul was shattered and turned into a strong vitality. Now, Ye Chen has only a few martial arts souls, but now the blood crystal has been exhausted. The only way to survive is to destroy these martial arts souls.
When Ye Chen's sword command moved, its strong vitality condensed into a rain of flowers, and the petals fluttered and rushed towards Qianchuan Xue.
"I don't want those guys to think that I'm bullying you. Compared to now, I like the waterfall-like black hair I used to have." Ye Chen smiled, and his smile was extremely bright.
The petals crossed the pretty face that subverted the world. Qianchuan Xue raised his head and looked at the endless petals. He took a step forward and danced his sword. The thick vitality flowed in it, and his long snow-like hair gradually changed.
As is, original ink color.
Seeing this, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, sat on the stone bench, drank wine, and looked at the dancing Qianchuan Snow with a peaceful expression.
A trace of vitality was integrated into Ye Chen's body, and 70% of the injuries on his soul were restored. To restore to his peak, this vitality is currently far from enough.
The night was like water, and the endless darkness swallowed up the only remaining light between heaven and earth. Only the lights on the tower in the distance were dim.
"Qianchuan, why do you think those people are trying so hard to defend Huacheng?" After a moment, Ye Chen suddenly said.
The looming sword light in the wind and snow dissipated, Qianchuan Xue put away her long sword, her beautiful eyes wandered to the tower in the distance, and whispered: "Everyone has a holy land in their hearts, and this holy land is worth defending with life!"
Ye Chen understood this very early, "Yes! Even the most insidious and cunning people have a piece of holy land in their hearts, which cannot be killed!"
"For the third generation, the holy land in his heart is the Martial God Continent, so he devoted his life to protecting this holy land!" Ye Chen rubbed the mark between his eyebrows and murmured.
"A long time ago, I was thinking, what does the Moon God represent? Invincible state, or supreme status?"
"I was still a little confused before, but in the past ten years, I have understood and I have seen that when Huacheng is attacked by a tide of beasts, even the elderly will hold the sword in their hands and defend this holy land!"
"Moon God, it doesn't represent realm, it doesn't represent status, it represents a kind of hope!" Ye Chen suddenly stood up and his eyes fell on the Huacheng in the distance. The snow started to fall again, and the Huacheng in the snow was a little...
It's unreal, and the lights are dimming a bit.
"Qianchuan, I suddenly have the urge to go for a walk in the Flower City and see those familiar streets!" The Moon God mark was filled with a faint light, and Ye Chen's eyes were as bright as stars.
"I want to go for a walk too!" Qianchuan Xue walked forward with her dress fluttering.