The moment the last lingering sound dissipated, the dancing figure also stopped.
Sheathing their swords, Ye Chen and Mu Chen both opened their eyes and woke up from their artistic conceptions.
Looking at each other, both of them saw a hint of curiosity in each other's eyes, and the second dream also opened his eyes, his mind still immersed in the sound of his previous piano.
"Your artistic conception is very special!" Ye Chen said first, his eyes couldn't help but think of Mu Chen's previous sword strike.
Hearing this, Mu Chen also said: "Your artistic conception is also very special!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, then took out a jug from the Qilin Ring. Ye Chen casually threw the jug to Mu Chen and took out another jug from the Qilin Ring.
Catching the flask, Mu Chen looked up to the sky and drank. The unique taste of the wine spread in his mouth, and the bitter taste was unforgettable.
Ye Chen also looked up to the sky and drank. For a moment, the only sound left in the silent courtyard was the sound of flowing wine.
A long time ago, we were like this, dancing swords, drinking, and practicing. It may be boring, but we are all used to this kind of life.
The wine bottle slipped from Ye Chen's hand in vain, and his figure suddenly shot out. At the same time, his left hand pointed out a sword, and the sword pointed forward several times very quickly, each finger making the surrounding air explode.
Several feet of sword energy shot out from the fingertips. Ye Chen's seemingly random finger contained his artistic conception.
"It's still the same move!" Mu Chen raised his eyes slightly, looking at the sword energy that was shooting out, and said with a twitching corner of his mouth.
Mu Chen stared at his feet, and his figure suddenly retreated. He also pointed his fingers like swords, and counted them in the air, and several lines of sword energy glowing with blue light shot out from the fingertips.
With the same finger, Ye Chen's finger made people frightened, but Mu Chen's finger made people feel sad.
Almost at the same time, two sword energy several feet long collided, and an invisible air wave spread in all directions. This air wave lifted up the dead leaves in the entire courtyard.
This sound immediately startled the second dream who was meditating. Seeing this, the second dream closed his eyes tightly again and gently pressed the silver string with both hands. The sound of the sound floated out again, and the clear and sweet sound of the piano filled the whole place.
patio.
The dead leaves were flying, the figures of the two people were flying continuously, and their finger movements continued. For a time, a general trend gathered in the sky above the courtyard in vain.
In the Ye family martial arts hall, Ye Wushuang was discussing the next martial arts competition with many family heads, but a heart-stopping aura emerged in vain.
The noisy martial arts hall fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked around in shock. The powerful aura made them feel palpitated.
The words that were originally in his mouth stopped. Ye Wushuang suddenly stood up from his seat and looked at the source of the breath with a surprised expression. He knew where it was.
Ye Wushuang swept down from the high platform, and ran straight to the courtyard where Ye Chen was, while other elders of the Ye family also rushed there.
The remaining heads of the aristocratic families looked at each other in confusion. After a few seconds, these aristocratic families also rushed towards the courtyard.
Sharp explosions resounded continuously, and the sword fingers of Ye Chen and Mu Chen continued to collide. For a moment, the two of them were in a stalemate.
However, relying on the strength of his body, Ye Chen still began to occupy the top. The strength contained in each finger made Mu Chen feel trouble in his arm. Mu Chen no longer hesitated and unsheathed his long sword instantly.
Warning! The sound of the sword was mixed with the sound of the piano in the second dream. Mu Chen took a big step back, and his body immediately retreated tens of meters. Where he had stepped before, a hole the size of a human head appeared.
Dust and mud are flying, and fallen leaves are flying.
The long sword instantly took a sword stance, and for a moment, the entire courtyard seemed to be silent, with only the sword and the figure remaining.
Before the sword was drawn, a heartbreaking aura filled the entire courtyard.
"Wu Xin!" Mu Chen's soft shout rang out, and his long sword was instantly unsheathed. He did not know how many times he had repeated this action. Drawing the sword seemed to have become his instinct.
As Mu Chen's sword thrust out, the flying dead leaves and dust instantly began to spin around Mu Chen's long sword, and finally surrounded it.
This sword contains Mu Chen's sentimental conception, which contains Mu Chen's longing for Mu Ye. That sad emotion seems to have turned into the sharp sword energy.
A sword energy several feet long shot out. The sharp sword energy in the past seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness at this moment.
A sad feeling spread in Ye Chen's heart. Ye Chen's figure suddenly shook, and a rare color appeared in his eyes when he looked at Mu Chen. This sentimental conception could actually shake his state of mind.
At this moment, Ye Chen couldn't help but recall Huo Qilin's original evaluation of Mu Chen: "Wei Qing's artistic conception has been completed, and it is destined to be the Soul Martial Realm!"
"Is this the power of entering the Tao through love?" Ye Chen murmured softly, and the Qilin Sword in his hand was instantly swung out.
For a moment, a sword energy several feet long shot out. Ye Chen's mind was completely concentrated on this sword, and the sad feeling also dissipated.
"One sword can conquer the city!" For Ye Chen, the most beautiful sword is undoubtedly one sword that can conquer the city. The bright sword light makes people intoxicated, and behind the brilliance, there is endless killing intent.
Mu Chen's sword was extremely fast, while Ye Chen's sword was extremely slow. The two figures stretched tens of meters across, and finally met each other.
The two sword lights left an invisible trajectory in the void, and finally met together. There was no imaginary explosion or air wave, and the surrounding air surged towards the surroundings at this moment.
There seemed to be a vacuum zone around the two of them. The sword tips finally collided with each other, and a crisp sword chant sounded out.
Almost at the same time, Ye Chen and Mu Chen passed by each other, and their bodies jumped tens of meters forward. After that, a sharp explosion suddenly sounded, and a wave of sound erupted outside the courtyard.
A majestic wave of energy emerged, stirring up dead leaves all over the ground. The energy spread out in waves one after another, and finally hit the many elders of the Ye family and the children of other aristocratic families who came after hearing the sound.
Bang bang! The figures headed by Ye Wushuang and others were directly overturned by this air wave, and their bodies staggered back dozens of steps before they stopped.
Eye-catching sword marks covered the ground of the entire courtyard, and the dead leaves turned into fragments and scattered all over the ground. The stone tables originally placed in the courtyard also cracked weakly.
Holding swords in one hand, Ye Chen and Mu Chen still maintained the movement of drawing swords, and the aura of the fake soul martial realm emerged unreservedly at this moment.
Under these two momentums, Ye Wushuang and others also stopped in their tracks, unable to move forward even half a minute.
Ye Wushuang and others stood there blankly, their eyes filled with disbelief and shock. Just a hint of momentum was so terrifying.
"How is this possible? How strong are they? Just with this momentum, I can't move!" One of the heads of the aristocratic families said with awe on his face, his eyes fixed on the three figures in the courtyard.
The sound of the piano was still ringing, but Second Dream was not affected by the momentum, and his hands were still strumming the strings.
"I'm afraid that the strength of those two people has reached the peak of the Qiwu realm. In the past, the head of the Ye family was able to destroy ten Qiwu realms with one sword, but now his strength is even more terrifying!" The face of another family member also showed deep emotion.
He said in awe: "Moreover, the strength of the person who competed with the Ye family master must be terrifying. His momentum can actually rival the Ye family master!"
For a moment, all the heads of the aristocratic families present were silent. If these two people existed in the Ye family, then no one could shake the Ye family's position in Luoxia City.
Those aristocratic families that had previously attached themselves to the Ye family were filled with joy. As long as the big tree of the Ye family was gone, their positions in Luoxia City would not change.
Among them, the one with the ugliest face was undoubtedly the head of the Huang family. At this moment, he couldn't help but regret that he had cooperated with the royal family. With these two people here, even with the support of the royal family, the Huang family did not have the strength to fight against the Ye family.
Unless the royal family sends Soul Martial Realm warriors to come, but is that possible?
Ye Chen glanced slightly at the messy courtyard, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "This place is still too small. If the fight continues, I'm afraid the house will be demolished! That's it for today!"
Hearing this, Mu Chen put away his sword, nodded slightly, took the wine bottle from his waist, and drank again.
Turning his eyes, Ye Chen turned his back to Ye Wushuang and others, and said calmly: "Let's disperse!"
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang led everyone back toward Wu Tang. Seeing the faces of the heads of the aristocratic families, Ye Wushuang smiled faintly. The purpose of this deterrent was achieved...