The moment the shouts resounded, heaven and earth roared together, and the condensed general trend between heaven and earth also dispersed.
Ye Chen's body seemed to be stuck in a swamp, and his movement speed became extremely slow. However, Yuehen, who was originally unable to move, showed joy and escaped toward the void in embarrassment.
Ye Chen's face darkened, and he quickly pointed his left finger towards Yuehen's embarrassed figure, but when he heard the roar echoing, a violent wind suddenly howled, a purple light flashed, the space was shattered, and a sword light flowed across the space and struck turbulently.
There was an earth-shattering sound on Zhong Yuehen's back, which shook the world in an instant.
Yuehen's figure fell backwards like a kite with a broken string, blood kept pouring out of the corner of his mouth, followed by the screams, his face was ashen, and his eyes showed despair, and he yelled crazily: "Ye Ye
Chen, I’m going to kill you!”
Ye Chen smiled indifferently, holding the Qilin Sword in his right hand, and then a sword energy came fiercely, and the Qilin Sword just blocked the sword energy.
Despite this, Ye Chen's figure also retreated tens of meters, and a wisp of breeze appeared under his feet. Ye Chen's figure was floating precariously in the void, looking at the void with a shocked face.
An indescribable pressure roared down from the distant sky. This pressure was so great that it could shake the world.
Some of the swords in the audience emitted a crisp sword roar, as if they were surrendering to the emperor of swords. Sword energy flew in the sky, and then countless torrents of sword energy in the void turned into a whirlpool, and there was a roar as it swept across.
Dàng, the vortex spins crazily.
A slender figure emerged from the whirlpool, with white hair floating in the air. He was clearly a middle-aged man.
This figure was originally in the whirlpool, but the next moment it strangely appeared next to Yue Hen.
The middle-aged man was dressed in purple clothes, with a silver moon embroidered on the back of the purple clothes, just like the silver moon in the void at this time. His eyes shed a bright light, as if all the power of heaven and earth could not hurt him in front of him.
The middle-aged man's face is somewhat similar to Yue Jingxian and Yue Hen, with a sword-shaped mark appearing between his eyebrows.
Ye Chen's body couldn't help but trembled, and he looked at this person suspiciously. This person was standing there, but Ye Chen didn't feel the breath of everyone.
"You want to destroy his true crystal?!" The sky and the earth suddenly roared, and the roaring sound was earth-shattering. A deep voice slowly sounded. The middle-aged man stared at Ye Chen and spoke slowly, with a coldness in his voice.
But it shocked everyone present.
Once the true crystal is destroyed, Yuehen is destined to become a waste in this life. This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to the extremely proud Yuehen.
The middle-aged man's eyes were as real as two sword rays, approaching Ye Chen. The moment his eyes focused on him, the space around Ye Chen shook.
Ye Chen's figure retreated wildly, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Being focused on him by that gaze, he immediately felt as if at this moment, an irresistible pressure appeared out of thin air.
If it weren't for the previous sword energy, Yuehen would have been destroyed a long time ago. Obviously, the previous sword energy was caused by this person.
Wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen's eyes became extremely cold. At that moment, he felt the murderous intent contained in his eyes. He suddenly raised his right foot and took a step forward. During this step, Ye Chen's body was covered with blood.
The momentum then skyrocketed.
Although the identity of this person is unknown, he obviously belongs to the enemy.
With a slight sigh, Ye Chen didn't say anything. When facing the middle-aged man in front of him, Ye Chen felt weak in his heart.
Huo Qilin and Xiao Ziyun were both shocked, and their eyes fell on the middle-aged man's forehead.
"That sword-shaped mark?" Fire Qilin's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he sighed slightly. It seemed that he had to retreat!
"Guardian!" Xiao Ziyun murmured to himself: "It turns out that there are still guardians in the Sword God Sect today, so it has not been completely defeated!"
On the high platform, Liu Yuyan looked at the figure in the void in disbelief, and then bowed to the figure in the void: "Disciple Liu Yuyan has seen the guardian!"
No one knows the strength of the person in front of her better than Liu Yuyan. Liu Yuyan remembers that when she first joined the Sword God Sect, the person in front of her was the sect leader of the local Sword God Sect.
Looking at Yue Jingxian complicatedly, Liu Yuyan sighed slightly, remembering that when he passed the position of sect master to Yue Jingxian, he chose to practice in seclusion and go out to travel. He did not expect to show up today.
Under the high platform, many disciples looked at the sky with doubts. They knew that there were guardians of the Sword God Sect except for the masters of a few peaks.
"I told you to stop, why did you still do it!" The middle-aged man said with his hands behind his back, but his calm words contained endless anger, which even ordinary disciples could feel.
Terrifying pressure swept over him. This pressure far exceeded the power of Yue Jingxian. At this moment, Ye Chen found that he could not even stand in front of the old man.
The upright figure bent downwards, and Ye Chen knelt down in vain. The air seemed to turn into hard rock, and a dull collision sounded.
The tip of the sword tilted his finger, and Ye Chen slowly raised his right hand. The tip of the sword pointed coldly at the old man and murmured: "Old man, you are unwilling to accept this!"
The Qilin Sword trembled for a while, and then a shocking sword roar sounded. Against the pressure on his body, Ye Chen's face turned slightly blood red and he stood up again.
Looking up at the middle-aged man, Ye Chen smiled indifferently, shook his head and said, "He wants to kill me, why can't I kill him!"
With a faint smile, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Ye Chen like a real person. At that moment, Ye Chen seemed to feel a palpitation in his heart.
Immediately, a sword energy appeared in front of Ye Chen out of thin air, and then the sword energy turned into a cold current and enveloped Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's bloody clothes instantly condensed into ice crystals. The biting cold breath hit his face. Ye Chen couldn't help but shudder. The white frost covered Ye Chen's long, ink-like hair. The cold air continued to shrink. Ye Chen's body was
A layer of ice strangely condensed on the surface.
Ye Chen's face darkened, and he slowly circulated the Suzaku Qi in his body. A small cluster of Suzaku Fire surged out of Ye Chen's surface, and then the cold air turned into white air and dissipated around him as if encountering a natural enemy.
Blood stains continued to fall down his sleeves, and a trace of murderous intent emerged in Ye Chen's eyes. If the fire of Suzaku had not saved him at that moment, he would have been frozen to death by the cold air.
This cold air alone was so terrifying that Ye Chen couldn't imagine the strength of this middle-aged man.
Yuehen's original appearance was ashen, but at this moment, he was showing a look of resentment. His nose mixed with blood flowed out, pulling on the middle-aged man's sleeves, crying: "Grandpa, you have to make the decision for me. I must do it."
Kill him!"
This title immediately reminded those veteran disciples of a person, the former sect master, Yue Feng!
However, what made everyone suspicious was Yue Feng's face. A few years ago, Yue Feng was a gray-haired old man, but now he looks like a middle-aged man.
However, in the next moment, Yuehen's voice suddenly stopped, and a white sword light flashed past in the void like a falling meteor. At that moment, Yuehen saw a pair of eyes and a face that he hated extremely.
Whoosh! The sword light shifted slightly and passed through Yuehen's shoulder. In an instant, blood spurted out.
"Seeking death!" Yue Feng's face darkened. He did not expect that Ye Chen would dare to do something in front of him. He struck out with a palm, and the extremely cold palm wind swept towards Ye Chen.
There was a smile on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and his figure was like a fallen leaf in the strong wind. He jumped back with the wind of his palm, but the force still hit Ye Chen's chest, leaving a striking hand mark all over it.
The whole breast.
Immediately, Ye Chen's figure fell backwards like a kite with a broken string. Blood stains continued to pour out from the corners of his mouth. He snorted coldly and followed Ye Chen closely.
A ray of sword energy shot out from his finger towards Ye Chen's chest. The water vapor around Ye Chen continued to condense towards Ye Chen. In an instant, a layer of ice formed on the surface of Ye Chen's skin.
When the crisis of death approached, Ye Chen was terrifyingly calm. Three completely different types of Qi circulated at the same time. He drew his sword and conquered the city with one sword!
The beautiful sword light and its sword energy poured out like a torrent, but it still couldn't stop Yue Feng's pace. He slapped Ye Chen's chest with a light palm.
However, the next moment, Yue Feng made a surprised sound, and his figure retreated wildly. At this moment, his hands seemed to be burned by flames. Yue Feng looked at the cluster of Suzaku fire emerging from Ye Chen's breasts in surprise, and said in surprise
: "It's really the fire of Suzaku!"
The figure paused. Ye Chen vaguely heard his heart pounding and beating at this moment. His body seemed to be swaying in the clouds, but it became weaker and weaker. In the end, it was still suspended in the void, but his face was pale.
sè.
The whole place fell into a deathly silence. The series just happened too fast. When it ended, their eyes fell on Yue Hen.
Undoubtedly, Yuehen was defeated, defeated so completely.ro!.