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Chapter 1289: Defeating the Moon Clan (1)

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, a water table is looming.

There are many confusing mountains and rocks, and the clear and melodious sound of the piano echoes in the sea of ​​clouds.

The water flowed down to the top of Jian Peak and landed on the lake.

In the rolling clouds and mist, Han Mozi and others stood on various rocks, looking at Xieshuitai with awe.

On the steep mountain wall in the distance, thousands of Moon Clan guardians stood, all with solemn expressions.

Han Mozi raised his eyes slightly and looked around. Listening to the sound of the piano like flowing water, his mood could not calm down.

"In just half a day, thousands of Moon Clan guardians have arrived. If this delay continues, all the Moon Clan guardians will come here!" Han Mozi said helplessly.

After hearing this, Mo Xie, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened his eyes, glanced at Xie Shuitai, and said: "Yue Meng's aura is getting weaker and weaker. It seems that the pressure has severely damaged the soul!"

"Moye, do you think the Fifth Generation will blame us for this wedding?" Han Mozi's confidence was a bit weak.

Regarding this, Mo Xie could only smile helplessly.

"If I had followed Deacon Xiao's arrangements before, such a farce wouldn't have happened today!" Han Mozi said helplessly.

Suddenly Han Mo's expression suddenly changed and he looked towards the distant buildings of the Sword Palace.

The sea of ​​clouds was changing rapidly, beating at the sword palace, and hundreds of powerful auras roared in.

Whoosh! The sword light tore apart the cloud curtain, and more than a hundred figures appeared in the sight of Han Mozi and others.

Almost at the same time, Han Mozi and Mo Xie's eyes fell on the leading figure. Their eyes changed: "It's actually him!"

A mighty figure flashed over, led by a young man.

A sword mark across the entire cheek destroyed the originally handsome face. Behind the young man were more than 500 guardians.

His sharp gaze swept across the sea of ​​clouds, and the young man's feet were like flowing clouds and flowing water, seemingly slow but extremely fast. In just a few steps, his figure was less than a thousand feet away from the Xieshuitai.

"Moon Sword Scar!" Mo Xie whispered: "Thirteen years ago, it was rumored that he was in seclusion to attack the third level of martial arts, but now he has actually come out of seclusion!"

"It has been ten years since he went into seclusion, but he does not have the aura of the martial arts world in his body!" Han Mozi said in a low voice.

"That's what's scary. He has condensed his aura to the point where you and I can't sense it!" Mo Xie said solemnly.

"This is just the beginning. Who knows how many ancestors of the Moon Clan will appear in a while." Han Mozi shook his head. He was deeply aware of the terror of the Moon Clan.

More than five hundred powerful auras filled the air, and the clouds and mist gathered or dispersed.

Yue An raised her head and looked directly at the young man in front of her. A flash of joy flashed across her eyes, and then she said with a helpless smile: "I didn't expect this matter to alarm you!"

"Is he the fifth generation?" the young man said indifferently, looking through the billowing clouds and falling on Xie Shuitai, who was dressed in white.

"The patriarch was defeated by the third sword of the Fifth Generation. Although the Fifth Generation is only in the realm of martial arts, it has strength comparable to that of the martial arts world. It should not be underestimated!" Yue An said solemnly.

"Only warriors who can use their realms can enter the world of martial arts, not the world of martial arts that has just begun to take shape!" Standing in the thick sea of ​​clouds, the young man said calmly.

"Clan leader, you are still one step behind. It seems that you have already entered the world of martial arts!" Yue An narrowed his eyes slightly. His cultivation level was almost the same as that of Han Mozi, and he also did not detect any fluctuations in the world of martial arts in the young man.

"At least you can use the realm!" the young man said without directly answering.

"The Fifth Generation once said that if anyone takes his three swords, then we can take the young master away." Yue An said.

"I'm not here for this matter, I'm just here to pick up the sword." The young man said calmly,

A ripple spread out in the void, the ripples undulated, and the young man came out with a sword. He walked towards Xieshuitai, a fighting spirit rising in him, "I just came here to know if he is qualified to be the fifth generation moon god!"

With a wave of his robe, his long sword brought out a shocking sword roar. The young man stepped into the void and said: "Guardian Moon Sword Scar!"

On the Xie Shui platform, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes and murmured: "It's finally here!"

Young Master Su, who was standing aside, trembled slightly. Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen stood up and walked towards the edge of the Xie Shui Terrace with a wine bottle in his hand.

"Yue Jian Scar, this person actually appeared!" Fatty Xiao burped, his tone a little solemn.

"Do you know this person?" Ye Chen didn't turn around, but stood with his hands behind his back, met the casting gaze, and said: "He has a strong fighting spirit, much stronger than Yue Liuyun."

"This man has the same fate as me. He was once regarded as a waste of the Moon Clan. Until later, he picked off all the strong men of the Moon Clan in one night without defeat. The sword marks on his face were left from that time.

"Yes." Fatty Xiao whispered, with a rare hint of respect in his tone. His eyes moved slightly, Fatty Xiao looked at Yue Meng beside him, and chuckled: "I think this person is not here for Yue Meng, but just to challenge you.

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Hearing this, the bloodless Yuemeng couldn't help but glared at Fatty Xiao, this guy talks a lot of nonsense.

"Martial arts world!" A look of expectation flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. This time Yue Jian Scar wanted to treat him as a challenge target, and he also regarded him as a sparring partner.

"Powerful Moon Clan, don't let me down!" Ye Chen murmured, his fighting spirit also spreading in his heart.

Ye Chen said the words of the Three Swords. One was to establish his power, and the other was to force out more strong men. He wanted to fight and oppress himself by challenging the strong. This seemingly abusive training method, Ye Chen

Chen also experienced it.

At the beginning, he used the soul martial realm to challenge many spiritual martial experts in the Martial God.

And today, he used his martial arts realm to challenge the strong men in the Yue Clan's martial arts world.

Their eyes looked at each other, and both sides felt the fighting spirit in the other's eyes.

Bang bang! Every time Yue Sword Scar took a step, the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. Until Yue Sword Scar was about to step within a hundred feet, a world momentum rose up from his body.

The crisp sound of the sword whistle rose into the sky, tearing apart the clouds and setting off huge waves.

Realm! Ye Chen's eyes were full of indifference. He was already immersed in his own domain, and the martial arts domain of more than 31,000 feet spread out.

"More than 31,000 feet of martial arts territory?" Han Mozi took a slight breath. Sure enough, the previous five generations did not use their full strength.

"The martial arts domain is more than 30,000 feet!" Yue Sword Scar's calm eyes flashed with a solemn look. Even though he has entered the martial arts world, his territory is only more than 13,000 feet.

With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen still held his sword, letting Yue Sword Scar walk towards him.

However, deep within Ye Chen's body, a majestic general trend filled the air, the general trend of the Huangfeng Empire.

Under the oppression brought by Yue Sword Scar, Ye Chen actually evolved the martial arts field with the general trend of the Huangfeng Empire, and the martial arts field expanded at an extremely slow speed, one meter, two meters...

"Hey!" Fatty Xiao stood up suddenly, his eyes were like a torch, staring straight at the white man in front of him. He noticed the changes in Ye Chen's martial arts field, "It seems that I was right before, he is really a crazy guy!"

Stopping, Yue Jian Scar narrowed his eyes into a thin line and looked directly at Ye Chen. He was silent for a few breaths. Finally, he resolutely stepped within a hundred feet and walked towards Xieshuitai step by step.

Bang bang! The sound of stepping into the air was as loud as thunder and lingered for a long time.

Ten feet, twenty feet, one hundred feet, two hundred feet, three hundred feet, until now, Yue An and others finally realized the changes in the world, "The domain of the Five Dynasties expanded by more than three hundred feet?"

A look of surprise flashed across Yue Jian Scar's eyes, and he could sense the majestic momentum filling Ye Chen's body, "Under huge pressure, evolve with momentum!"

However, at the moment when Yue Sword Scar was less than fifty feet away from Ye Chen, Ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the pressure he could give me was limited to this.

Ye Chen stepped out leisurely, holding the Qilin Sword in his hand, seemingly slowly lifting it up, followed by bright sword shadows, and darkness instantly replaced the heaven and earth, like ink.

He still used the Seventeen Sword Styles, but this time Ye Chen went all out with his sword without any remaining strength.

Bang! A blast of clashing gold and iron echoed in the sky. The ink-like darkness swallowed everyone's sight. Everyone saw only two bright sword lights appearing between the sky and the earth.

Appear like a rainbow, disperse like thunder!

Bang! There was another loud noise, and a figure tore into the endless darkness and shot out. The figure opened its mouth and hit a column of blood in the void, and exited a hundred feet away.

The darkness dissipated and everyone left in search of their reputation. Their gasps resounded loudly: "We are defeated!"

Who is this figure if it's not Yue Jian Scar? Yue Jian Scar's lips were stained with blood, soaking through his clothes, and the condensed boundary was broken.

In the churning sea of ​​clouds, Ye Chen stepped down and looked down at Yue Sword Scar coldly. Yue An and other members of the Yue Clan said calmly: "If you are not convinced, you can send someone to continue taking the sword!"

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