The blood mark spread, filling the air into a scarlet plum blossom, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air!
Suppressing the boiling blood in his body, Ye Chen looked coldly into the void and whispered: "Martial arts realm!"
Whoosh! Thousands of figures emerged from the void, and they were the sect masters and disciples of various major sects.
The previous scene also fell into their eyes. In their opinion, Ye Chen's strength was terrifying.
However, such a terrifying existence was defeated by the Sword God so easily. Thinking of this, everyone became more and more in awe of the three legends.
"Although the leader of the Sword God Sect is pretty good, there is still a certain gap between him and the three legends!"
"Martial arts realm! The strength of the three legends must be in the martial arts realm. The Holy Son controls three rules, the rules of reality and reality, the rules of ice, and the rules of gold!"
"There is no such thing as a false person under such a great reputation!" Whispers echoed across the sky, and the terrifying scene of the Holy Son still lingered in everyone's minds.
Not only was it hovering in everyone's minds, it was also hovering in Ye Chen's mind.
That finger was a finger of terror, but also a finger of humiliation. Under that finger, Ye Chen found that he didn't even have the strength to resist.
"Too weak!" Ye Chen whispered, his eyes still so calm, like stagnant water, without any ripples.
"If I wasn't strong, that one finger would be enough to tear me apart!" Ye Chen whispered, looking at the sky with an increasingly cold gaze.
The people who were whispering suddenly stopped when they saw this. They couldn't afford to offend the Son of the Sword God, and they couldn't afford to offend the Sect Master of the Sword God either.
For a time, all the major sect disciples returned to Fengzong Island. Today, the battle between Ye Chen and the Holy Son is destined to become a topic of discussion in the near future.
In the endless void, there was a very strong sword energy. Murong Yu was sitting in it. The scene below could not be concealed from him. "Compared to before, your strength is more terrifying!"
"But, are you going to take action against Wu Dai?" Murong Yu whispered: "At least, Xuanyuan Ye, Huang Pu and others will not allow you to do that!"
"Similarly, I won't allow it either!" Murong Yu's voice gradually disappeared into the void.
Xuanyuan Ye and Huang Pu raised their heads at the same time, looking at the endless void, with a hint of warning in their eyes.
The snowflakes were flying, and a slender and tall figure stood in the wind and snow, raising his head and staring at the endless void.
Behind this figure stood a figure, Rizhen. Compared with before, Rizhen's face became paler, and he coughed from time to time.
The figure in front of Rizhao's eyes was the prince. Holding the falling snowflakes, the prince smiled softly: "Holy Son, is that stupid guy going to take action against the fifth generation?"
"However, that guy's strength has improved a lot!" The snow slipped from the prince's fingertips, and the prince turned his back to Rizhao and said: "Then while that guy focuses on the fifth generation, start subverting the Son Party!
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"If the Fifth Generation is wrong, then the Moon Temple and the Martial Temple will be justified!"
"It's just that the Moon God Pendant is still in the hands of Fifth Generation. However, once the sword tomb is opened, the chess piece of Fifth Generation will lose its effect!"
"The useless chess pieces should be discarded, otherwise it will affect the overall situation!" The prince's figure finally merged into the wind and snow and dissipated.
"Subvert the Holy Child Party, subvert the Sword Temple! Is everything about to begin? Cough!" Rizhao whispered, turned around, and also disappeared in the wind and snow.
The wind and snow were flying, and the stars in the sky once again exuded their brilliance. The six bloody figures still disappeared. However, the five Han people still did not move forward, but quietly looked at the white-clothed figure Shengxue.
It's just that the white-clothed figure in the snow was stained with a little scarlet, and the scarlet filled the air like plum blossoms. That figure in the wind and snow was so lonely.
Once upon a time, a young man held a sword and challenged hundreds of Lingwu realm warriors without losing a single one.
In the past, a young man held a sword and transformed into a killer, killing dozens of spirit warriors without losing a single one.
Today, a young man swept through unlucky and third-rate sects and killed the leader of a second-rate sect without ever being defeated.
But at this moment, for some reason, Han Jian felt inexplicably sad, because they had witnessed the birth of this myth.
At this moment, all Han Jian and others can do is wait quietly.
Ye Chen looked at the sky. The bleeding hole on his chest had stopped. His state of mind was like stagnant water, without any ripples. It was not as complicated as Han Jian and others.
"I haven't suffered such a big blow for a long time, right?" Fire Qilin's voice resounded in Ye Chen's mind, interrupting Ye Chen's contemplation.
Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was still so indifferent, "Have you ever heard of such a sentence?"
"It rains and the sun rises, there are peaks and troughs in life, don't let the clouds obscure your vision, it's better to keep an eye on everything!" Ye Chen said calmly.
"But I remember this finger!" Ye Chen whispered: "That feeling is very annoying, that feeling of powerlessness!"
"Compared with you, they have one more advantage, and that's time!" Along the way, Huo Qilin naturally witnessed Ye Chen's sadness during this journey of cultivation.
"But, compared with them, I also have many advantages!" Ye Chen said lightly.
"Once, Jue Lin mentioned that a few years ago, those three people were just entering the spiritual martial arts for the first time, but now they are in the martial arts realm!"
"It's a terrible cultivation. At least for now, I'm not as good as those three people!" Holding the Qilin Sword tightly, Ye Chen said with a smile: "But, I firmly believe that in a short while, everything will become unknown!
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Suddenly, Ye Chen raised his head and stared at the sky. Under the starlight, a tall figure walked out of the endless starlight.
Stepping under the endless starlight, this figure is filled with inexplicable vicissitudes of life, which comes from ancient times.
A sword, a figure! Ye Chen's eyes fell on this figure, and a surprised voice came from below: "The proud son of the God of War!"
"The proud son of the God of War!" This man felt like a dusty sword to Ye Chen. No one knew how many people's blood this sword had stained.
"He's right!" The arrogant warrior god rarely opened his eyes, at least when he was talking to the Holy Son, he didn't open his eyes. "The magical powers of the fourth generation have been lost in your hands!"
"The Seal of the Moon God has also been lost in your hands!" The pride's eyes were like the void, extremely deep and bottomless.
"The Seal of the Moon God contains the will of generations of Moon Gods, and the Seal of the Moon God is the will of the Moon God!"
"But you don't understand. I'm even a little confused. How can you become the fifth-generation Moon God? You can't even use the Moon God's will!"
The arrogant man said very little, at least in the eyes of others, the arrogant man, the God of War, was just a piece of ice.
After saying that, Jiaozi closed his eyes tightly again, turned around, walked towards the endless starlight, and got lost in the dark night sky.
"Seal of the Moon God, Will of the Moon God!" Ye Chen looked at the dissipating figure, gently rubbed the Seal of the Moon God between his eyebrows, and murmured: "Xiaohuo, remember, you once said, this Seal of the Moon God
It is a kind of inheritance, an inheritance of martial arts will."
"Hmm!" Huo Qilin also looked at the direction in which the proud man was leaving. At that moment, Huo Qilin had a strange feeling. The proud man gave him a familiar yet unfamiliar aura for some reason.
"The Seal of the Moon God is a kind of inheritance. I said at the beginning that the will of a generation is integrated into every corner of the Martial God Continent. When it is condensed, there will be no throne!"
"When the second, third, and fourth generations died, their wills were also integrated into this continent, so the Throneless Throne contains the will of the moon gods of all generations!"
"When the Seal of the Moon God is fully awakened, it will resonate with the heaven and earth and condense without a throne!"
"At that time, the Moon God's mark contained the Moon God's will, which was also the will of the sword!"
"The Seal of the Moon God represents the will of the Moon God!" The Seal of the Moon God was filled with a faint silver light. Ye Chen's mind condensed slightly, feeling the Seal of the Moon God. In the Seal of the Moon God, he indeed felt a terrifying presence.
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"He came here specifically to say this to me? How did he know the reason for the Moon God's Mark?" Ye Chen closed his eyes tightly and continued to feel the terrifying presence in the Moon God's Mark.
"Use the will of the moon god?" When Ye Chen's mind was completely united, the mark of the moon god appeared in his mind in vain.
A rising silver moon, in the silver moon, he felt a terrifying will.
This will is as majestic as heaven and earth. Only when facing this will, Ye Chen becomes more and more aware of the terror of the Moon God.
"The Moon God's will contained in this Moon God's mark is only part of it, just like the sword intent contained in the Moon God's jade was only the remaining sword intent!"
"How powerful is the Moon God who is in such a terrifying and defeated state even though he is this part?"
Ye Chen's soul had just touched the Moon God's mark, and its strength exploded in vain. Ye Chen's soul was shaken away in vain, and a sense of dizziness spread throughout his body.
At this moment, Ye Chen finally understood what Jiaozi said, "The Seal of the Moon God has also been lost in your hands!"
Indeed, if Ye Chen can use the Moon God's will contained in the Moon God's mark, then he can also resist the Holy Son's martial arts will.
However, using the soul as a guide, the power of heaven and earth in the Moon God's Mark was involved, but as soon as Ye Chen's soul came close to the Moon God's Mark, the will rebounded.
The feeling of dizziness came like a tide, and Ye Chen tried tirelessly, but kept failing. After a few moments, Ye Chen's face also looked a little tired.
"I don't know how to use the will of the Moon God!" Fire Qilin whispered: "The Mark of the Moon God is the most unique existence, and the only one who can touch the Mark of the Moon God is the Moon God!"
"Only the Moon God!" Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but light up, and his terrifying sword intention filled the air.
"Maybe I understand!" Ye Chen said lightly, turned around and walked towards the wind and snow.