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Chapter 885: In the age of the Moon God, the madness continues! (4)

On the huge platform, hundreds of terrifying auras condensed in the sky.

The momentum of the fake spiritual martial arts realm and the hun martial realm gathered together to form a terrifying pressure.

This coercion tightly enveloped Ye Chen, but the snow around him became heavier and heavier, becoming more and more weird.

The snow ignored the terrifying pressure and still fell lightly on the platform. Standing in the wind and snow, Ye Chen's expression remained indifferent.

Standing on the sect steps, Ye Muwan's beautiful eyes were always fixed on that figure. Looking at the dense crowd of figures around her, Ye Muwan couldn't help but feel a little worry in her eyes.

But one thing Ye Muwan can believe in is that Ye Chen will defeat those people.

Not only Ye Muwan firmly believed in this, but also Qing Jue and others. Jian Xue half-squinted her eyes and looked at Ye Chen with a little fighting spirit in her eyes, "You are stronger than a few months ago!"

Snow fell on Ye Chen's slightly pale face. Ye Chen raised his head and took a step forward with an indifferent expression. This step seemed to be stepping on the hearts of nearly hundreds of inferior sect leaders.

Bang bang! The sound of footsteps was as loud as thunder, hovering in the sky. In an instant, countless sword energy transformed into the void, and sword intent also condensed out.

"Everyone, let's do it!" A cold shout rang out. Before the cold shout fell, the bright sword light had already torn the void into pieces, covering up the flying snow. In the center of the platform, Ye Chen looked around.

, all are the dense shadows of swords.

Without any escape route, Ye Chen was completely enveloped by the sword's power.

"Snow can be used as a sword, a sword that can conquer the world!" Ye Chen said lightly, raising his right hand, and the sword finger suddenly clicked down.

In an instant, boundless snowflakes gathered towards Ye Chen. As Ye Chen pointed out his sword finger, the snowflakes condensed into sword leaves.

The entire void seemed to have become a sea of ​​swords. Ye Chen pointed out a few fingers at will, and for the first time, Ye Chen's sword intent spread out and merged into the snow.

Snow was originally dead, but Ye Chen gave it the sword intention, so it became alive.

Whoosh! Snowflakes shot out in front of everyone's astonished eyes. These thin snowflakes tore into the void, piercing through the shadows of the swords, and their roars suddenly resounded.

The leader of the Buruiu Sect who was raising his sword looked at the falling snowflakes in the sky in horror. Each snowflake was condensed with a terrifying sword intent.

The snow fell and fell on these people. The sword intent on their bodies immediately disappeared, and the condensed sword intent was also destroyed.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the earth, and the entire void is shrouded in it. The vast world is shrouded in this snow.

On Fengzong Island, those magnificent buildings are all covered with snow.

The prince opened his eyes and stared at the falling snow in the sky, "Snowflakes are really beautiful, and only snowflakes are the purest existence in the world, aren't they?"

"That person is not as annoying as I thought!" The prince looked down at the white-clothed figure Sheng Xue with a slightly evil smile on his lips.

Ripiper, who was standing behind the prince, also raised his head, holding the falling snowflakes between his fingers, and said helplessly: "But I still hate this snow!"

"But one day, this snow will fall on the entire continent!" The prince slowly closed his eyes tightly, "Not only the Valkyrie Nebula, but also the Tiangang Nebula!"

"Isn't that why princelings exist?" Ri Po also closed his eyes.

This strange snow also disturbed the mood of everyone present, and everyone reacted differently. However, this snow was undoubtedly a disaster for those unconventional sect leaders, and each piece of snow represented a condensed sword intent.

The snow was earth-shattering. The snow fell on those people, and those people spurted out blood. They couldn't bear the snow. When the snow fell, a striking sword mark appeared.

In an instant, among the flying snowflakes, streaks of blood light suddenly appeared, like blooming snow lotuses, blooming in vain in the void.

The blood that spurted out from the ejaculation dyed the flying snow red, and the snow became more and more weird.

When the snow fell, every low-ranking sect leader's body seemed to be smashed down by a huge force, and the whole person stepped back, his face extremely pale.

There was an eerie silence all around, only those dull sounds could be heard, and figures like kites with broken strings fell powerlessly from the platform and landed on the sect steps.

There were fewer and fewer figures on the platform, and more and more figures below the clan level. If Ye Chen hadn't shown the intention to kill, those people would have become cold corpses.

Until finally, there was only one figure left on the entire platform.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the snow, on the figure in white clothes, the snowflakes were flying around him, but they did not fall on him.

In just a few breaths of time, nearly hundreds of inferior sect leaders present were defeated, defeated by this strange snow.

Those people stood up one after another, looking at the group of figures standing on the platform with complicated expressions.

A random sect leader took a step forward and whispered: "Thank you for your mercy!" After saying that, the sect leader turned around and returned to his sect.

"Thank you for your mercy!" More and more people said, they were indeed defeated, but they were convinced that they were indeed not as good as the Sword God Sect Sect Master.

Looking at the departing figures, Ye Chen's eyes were still so indifferent. He raised his head, looked at the old man standing in the void, and said calmly: "I have defeated all the unworthy sect leaders present!"

"So according to the rules, the Sword God Sect is already a third-rate sect, right?" Ye Chen's voice turned into the sound of heaven and earth and spread out, blending into the snowstorm.

Hearing this, the old man nodded and said slowly: "According to the Inkstone Rules, the Sword God Sect is promoted to an unqualified sect!"

"Now that the challenge is over, let's continue today's Zongbi!" The old man raised his right hand, and the stone sword inserted on the platform made a crisp sword roar, and the sword energy began to transform again.

But at this moment, Ye Chen spoke again: "Is it over?"

"This has just begun. On behalf of the Sword God Sect, I challenge all the sect leaders of the third-rate sects. Who will be the first one?" Ye Chen's voice resounded loudly, blowing through the surrounding sects like a gust of cold wind.

Ye Chen's words did not break the silence around him, as if his voice was the source of the silence around him. As his voice echoed in the wind and snow, the surrounding area became more and more silent.

Absolute silence often creates an invisible coercion. At least, when Ye Chen stood there, he became a coercive presence.

No one from the third-rate sect stood up, they just stared silently at the figure in white clothes Shengxue.

That figure in white clothes like snow, Ye Chen's grace was completely imprinted in the depths of their eyes. Ye Chen turned around, his eyes fell far away on the location of Lingtian Sect, and said lightly: "The first battle, Sword God Sect challenges Lingtian Sect.

metropolitan!"

Silence! The surrounding area became quieter and quieter. At this moment, everyone finally realized why Ye Chen wanted to implement this rule that had been covered up for thousands of years, and everyone gradually felt Ye Chen's madness.

Sweeping through the unrivaled sect was just to create an opportunity to kill Lingtian Sect An Yue, in front of everyone, in front of the sect chief, and in front of the three hall masters.

Boom! Ling Yue's whole body was trembling. He still can't forget that scene on the ice field. His fear of Ye Chen has become his instinct.

There was fear in Ling Yue's eyes, and he had a feeling that as long as the other party had a thought, he would end up in a trap.

"Remember when the rule was drawn up like this, if you challenge someone to challenge a sect, that sect needs to fight unconditionally. Am I right?" There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth,

He looked at the old man calmly.

Anyone could hear the murderous intent in Ye Chen's words. Upon hearing this, the old man nodded and said slowly: "Yes!"

Raising his sword finger slightly, the old man's eyes also fell on the location of the Lingtian Sect. He pointed at Ling Yue who was standing in the crowd and said calmly: "Ling Yue, the leader of the Lingtian Sect, please come to the stage to challenge!"

The heads of the third-rate sects all looked at Ling Yue with evil eyes. If it weren't for the Lingtian Sect, how could that lunatic challenge all the third-rate sects?

"As the leader of a sect, how can we shrink back when faced with challenges!"

"The glory of the sect must be protected with life. As a sect leader, how can we back down!" A series of whispers rang in Ling Yue's ears.

Those people once called themselves brothers, but now, these people have looks of disgust in their eyes.

The old man's words were more biting than the cold wind. Ling Yue's body was shaking, and an inexplicable chill spread in his heart. Looking at the familiar faces around him, Ling Yue felt like he had been abandoned by the whole world.

Feel.

Despair, the despair of being abandoned by the whole world! Ling Yue's eyes were blood red. At this moment, the fear in his eyes dissipated a lot.

Ling Yue's eyes glanced at those people coldly, even if I was going to die, I, Ling Yue, would die desperately.

Turning around, Ling Yue looked at the Ling Tian Sect disciples behind him. He smiled. If his death could bring these disciples a chance to live, then it would be worth it.

"Remember, as a warrior, you must be fearless, and as a man, you must dare to do what you do!"

After saying that, Ling Yue surged with absolute momentum, turned around, and walked forward without hesitation.

"When I was young, I was never frivolous. Today, I am crazy again!" Ling Yue looked at the sky and roared.

With the roar, Ling Yue's figure suddenly rushed out, his eyes fixed on Ye Chen, and a terrifying aura surged out of his body. This aura seemed to have broken through the fake spiritual martial arts realm and reached the spiritual martial realm.

At this moment, Ling Yue shattered the true crystal and burned the power of the soul. A breath of absolute despair filled his heart. For this madness, he cut off all hope of life.

Ling Yue's figure was like a meteor streaking across the sky, rushing straight towards the platform.

During this process, Ling Yue's aura continued to rise, and the bottleneck that had been blocking him suddenly dissipated. With this absolute determination, his sword intention evolved to its peak.

"I did take action for what you did tomorrow, so even if you die today, I will make you pay the price!" Looking at the white-clothed Shengxue figure, Ling Yue roared, echoing around...!

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