The sky was hazy, and the master sword of Shenjian Villa was standing on the platform.
Turning around, he raised the long sword in his hand in vain, thrust out the sword, and pointed at the Sword God Gate.
At the same time, Bu Cun's gaze also fell on Ye Chen from a distance, and he shouted coldly: "Sword Villa Bu Cun challenges Ye Chen, the leader of the Sword God Sect!"
His shouts were like thunder from heaven and earth, arousing loud roars that echoed across the sky.
For a time, countless eyes focused on Ye Chen!
If Bu Cun had defeated Ye Chen, then Shenjian Villa would have been promoted to a first-class sect today!
Therefore, this last battle is the most critical. Under martial arts, everyone is an ant. In the eyes of most people, Shenjian Villa will definitely win this battle.
The roar resounded in Ye Chen's ears. Ye Chen, who had been practicing all night, also opened his eyes at this moment. His dark eyes were filled with a look of neither sadness nor joy.
The roar shattered the clouds in the sky, and the first ray of dawn between heaven and earth fell down and fell into Ye Chen's eyes.
"If you want to fight, then fight!" Ye Chen stood up. In an instant, a silent roar came from Fengzong Island, and the aura of vicissitudes of life filled Ye Chen's body crazily at this moment.
Ye Chen took a step forward and stepped into the dawn. Ye Chen seemed to have replaced the dawn between heaven and earth.
"Sword God Sect Master Ye Chen!" Ye Chen took a step forward again, and the roar suddenly sounded, spread out, and drifted within thousands of miles.
With just one step, Ye Chen's figure appeared in the void, looking down at Wu Cun below with indifferent eyes, his eyes still full of neither sadness nor happiness.
"The Divine Sword Villa does not exist!" The sword-wielding figure also appeared.
Endless sword energy transformed around him, and the surrounding snowflakes were shattered, turning into water vapor, condensing into droplets, and falling down, forming a rain.
The sudden rain enveloped the entire platform. The rainwater fell on the platform, and the platform shook in vain, as if it could not bear the weight of the rain.
"I'm looking forward to this battle!" Bu Cun looked at Ye Chen coldly with eyes like swords.
Bang bang! The space around Ye Chen shattered in vain, and cracks in the dark space spread out, dragging the rain around him.
Just the power of gaze can reach the point of tearing the void apart. This is definitely not something that a spiritual warrior can do. Only a martial artist can do this. Their gazes also contain the will of martial arts.
This gaze was like a big mountain, suppressing Ye Chen. However, Ye Chen's figure remained unchanged, and his expression was as indifferent as before.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen also looked towards Bu Cun and said lightly: "I am also looking forward to this battle, a martial arts realm warrior!"
Ye Chen's gaze was like a real sword light, almost non-existent. The moment his gaze focused on him, the sky thundered and the sword energy rushed to both sides.
The falling rain also stood strangely still in mid-air, and Ye Chen's eyes also contained his sword intention.
The moment the two people looked at each other, the sky and the earth suddenly roared, and bursts of roaring sounds shook the earth and roared in the world. A crazy pressure filled the air between the two people.
Looking at this scene, everyone watching the battle was quite shocked. Before the two men took action, just a few glances caused such a big fluctuation.
If they take action, it will definitely be earth-shattering! If it weren't for the battle three days ago, most people would think that the outcome of this battle is uncertain.
However, the scene of Ye Chen's defeat at the hands of the Holy Son three days ago undoubtedly showed that the martial arts realm warrior was not comparable to Ye Chen. Therefore, at this moment, everyone thought that Ye Chen would be defeated.
Facing martial arts realm warriors, Lingwu realm warriors are like ants, while martial arts realm warriors are like the sky, and ants cannot shake the sky!
"Martial arts realm!" Qing Jue whispered: "The will of martial arts reaches the sky and ignores the rules!"
"What do you think the ending will be?" Qing Jue turned her head and looked at Jue Lin, who had an equally solemn look beside her.
Hearing this, Jue Lin Ruoyou glanced meaningfully, his eyes continued to fall on Ye Chen, and he said lightly: "I firmly believe in the Five Generations!"
"I may lose, but I always believe in the Fifth Generation!" Jue Lin whispered, his tone unusually firm.
"Believe in the sect master!" The five Han people said equally firmly, holding their hands tightly and staring into the void.
"Indeed, all we can do is believe in the Fifth Generation!" Qing Jue smiled and patted Xuan Ren on the shoulder.
Xuan Ren didn't say anything, but he just couldn't bear to break the belief of Qing Jue and others. The difference between the spiritual martial realm and the martial arts realm was like the difference between heaven and earth.
If Ye Chen could break this gap, he wouldn't have been so miserably defeated by the Holy Son three days ago. This was what Xuan Ren thought, but he didn't say it out loud.
All Xuan Ren could do was cheer for Ye Chen, and it was not only Xuan Ren who cheered for Ye Chen, but also Ye Muwan.
"I always believe in him, no matter whether he has failed or not, he is as firm as ever!" Ye Muwan whispered.
"You are just blindly worshiping me!" Qin Wuyang shook his head helplessly and struck.
Hearing this, Ye Muwan smiled, looked at Ye Chen's eyes, and murmured: "You don't understand this kind of blindness, because you don't understand him and his eyes!"
"Then let the facts prove everything!" Qin Wuyang shook his head. For some reason, he hated Ye Muwan's blindness towards Ye Chen.
Smiling without saying a word, Ye Muwan did not explain or prove anything. Some things could only be proven by facts.
"Challenging hundreds of spirit warriors with the realm of fake souls, I admire this courage!" Bu Cun took a step forward, and the endless sword energy around him followed him, transforming into several huge phantoms.
"So what will be the outcome of Lingwu Level 3's challenge to the martial arts realm?" Bu Cun took another step forward, flying hundreds of meters in the air and appearing above Ye Chen, looking at Ye Chen below with an indifferent expression.
The sword energy was pulling down the rain all over the sky, and the endless rain was flying around Bu Cun's body. Every drop of rain contained his terrifying sword intention.
An inexplicable pressure filled the sky with rain, and the platform below shook more and more violently.
But it is far from enough that the rainwater only contains the sword's intention. Instead of his plain gaze falling on the rainwater, his sword finger suddenly lifted up and landed randomly in the void.
Bang bang! The roar suddenly sounded, and the rain became heavier and heavier. The rapid rain rushed downwards, and every drop of rain left an eye-catching sword mark on the platform.
At this moment, the rain fills the sky and the earth, and it contains the rules that destroy everything. This rain is the rain of rules, and there are no rules controlled by it.
The rain washed away the whole world. Looking up, Ye Chen calmly looked at the figure in the rain and the diffuse rain, "This rain is so weird!"
"Rain originally was born in the sky and died on the earth. This is his reincarnation, and you changed the rain's reincarnation!"
"Reincarnation must be reincarnated after all!" Ye Chen raised his right hand, endless death energy filled it, and chills emerged around Ye Chen at the same time.
The rainwater that had not touched Ye Chen was immediately frozen. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Ye Chen slowly raised his right hand and immediately clapped it forward.
With this shot, the sky and the earth roared suddenly, but in this world, all the rain was frozen and turned into ice crystals.
Under the pressure of the pressure, these ice crystals quickly dissipated. As they dissipated, the shadow of a huge sword suddenly emerged.
This is not the phantom of the sword, but the phantom of the rules. The phantom of the rules is condensed by evolving the rules into magical powers. Under the rules, it can cut off everything in the world.
This is a magical power! It is condensed and regulated by rainwater, rain cuts!
Under the shadow of this regular sword, the world dimmed in vain, and the rising sun lost its original light.
The world was only covered by the shadow of this regular sword. The warriors around the platform were all shrouded in the shadow of the regular sword. Their eyes could not help but be blank. At this moment, they seemed to have lost contact with their own sword intent.
Regular phantoms, slashing the sky, slashing the earth, slashing sword intent! Raising his head, Ye Chen stared at the shadow of the falling sword. The world became darker and darker, and finally even the last ray of light dissipated.
"Rain condenses according to the rules, but what about the wind?" Ye Chen's voice floated in the endless darkness. At the moment when the world was dark, a ray of dawn emerged where Ye Chen was standing before.
This ray of dawn dispelled the darkness between heaven and earth, and the ray of dawn continued to spread around. Under the gaze of everyone, afterimages emerged all around, the afterimages of Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's body was standing under the ray of dawn, with his sword fingers raised, and the death energy and strong wind condensed on his fingertips.
"Transform into wind!" Ye Chen finally pointed his finger, and the afterimages all over the sky turned into terrifying winds, which gathered together to form a tornado that penetrated the heaven and earth.
Death energy permeated it, and the tornado suddenly transformed into a roaring green dragon! At first, Ye Chen's magical power that he wanted to evolve the rules of wind failed, but now, with the death energy as a supplement, he could barely display it.
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It is not a complete magical power, but a half magical power! The green dragon roared, and the melodious dragon roar echoed in the heaven and earth, and the heaven and the earth roared together.
Qing Jue, who was standing on the sect steps, looked at that scene in surprise. At this moment, the mark between his eyebrows trembled slightly, "Is this a magical power?"
"Qinglong, control the wind and thunder!" Ye Chen whispered, the death energy dissipated from his fingertips, replaced by hissing purple lightning.
"I control the rules of thunder, and the violence of thunder is enough to tear apart this boundless darkness!" Ye Chen pointed his sword finger again, and a strange purple electric light flashed between the sky and the earth.
This dazzling purple electric light shredded the endless darkness and merged into the green dragon's shadow. In an instant, the green dragon's shadow emitted countless rays of dawn, and the darkness of the world collapsed at this moment.
"The extreme of wind destroys everything, the extreme of thunder shatters everything!" Ye Chen's sword pointed at the general trend, and the green dragon's phantom shot out wildly in vain.
As Ye Chen's sword pointed down, the green dragon rushed out with a crazy roar, capable of tearing everything in the world...