The will of the Moon God once again spread over Ye Chen's body, and he continued to circulate the Will of the Moon God. Ye Chen's face turned slightly pale.
Bang bang! Ye Chen took a step forward and stepped through the void. In an instant, countless afterimages emerged beside Ye Chen.
"Supernatural power turns into wind!" Ye Chen whispered, and every afterimage contained the terrifying will of the Moon God.
The moment Ye Chen took the first step, Mu Chen also stepped forward with his sword. The snowflakes were flying around him, and finally the snowflakes stood strangely still in mid-air. The sword energy filled the air, and a sad wave spread.
Come on, these snowflakes finally condense into blooming lilac flowers! This is Mu Chen's magical power, which is integrated into the ultimate emotional power. With just one step, a burst of mournful screams sounded from heaven and earth.
Holding the Proud World Sword, Fatty Xiao's slightly obese figure became taller and taller. Space ripples appeared behind Fatty Xiao, and a silver moon also emerged.
This silver moon also contains a terrifying will. As soon as this will appears, whether it is Murong Yu or everyone watching on Fengzong Island, their bodies are suddenly shaken.
This will is also the will of the Moon God, but this will is the will of the third generation, the will left in half of the remaining soul.
The will of the remaining moon gods of the fourth generation and the will of the remaining moon gods of the third generation gradually converged together, and the world dimmed in vain, while at the same time a series of mournful screams echoed, the ultimate in love!
"That man actually possesses the will of the third generation Moon God!" Murong Yu's expression changed slightly.
"If the Fourth Generation or the Fourth Generation were here, their martial will alone would be enough to destroy me!"
"It's a pity that it's just the remaining martial arts will. What a pity!" The three general trends gathered together and suppressed Murong Yu like a mountain. Murong Yu's face was still so calm.
This is an absolute confidence! Endless sword energy transformed around him, and Murong Yu stood in the ocean of sword energy.
"The Holy Son must die today!" Ye Chen's figure flashed and turned into a rainbow that shot directly at Murong Yu.
Today, he came here not only to save Qianchuan Xue, but also to kill the Holy Son! If the Son is not eliminated, trouble will continue in the future.
Frantically running the will of the fourth generation Moon God in the Moon God's mark, Ye Chen raised his sword finger and pointed it forward: "Transform into the wind!"
"One sword to conquer the city!" Ye Chen held the sword and drew out the sword. As soon as he made the move, it was the strongest sword. Countless afterimages followed closely behind. The strong wind roared. In an instant, countless bright sword lights emerged.
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A thousand swords can conquer the city! These dazzling sword lights gathered together and instantly flooded the entire void, covering up the stars in the sky.
"A very good sword!" Murong Yu whispered, his expression still so indifferent, "A very beautiful sword, the poignant beauty of the world!"
The moment Murong Yu raised his left hand, its roaring sound suddenly resounded, countless sword energy flowed in his fingertips, and a terrifying will merged into it.
"Your sword can cover up the starlight in the sky, then my sword energy can tear them apart!" Space ripples spread out, and the endless sword energy gathered together to form a giant palm reaching the sky.
"Tear it apart!" Murong Yu said lightly, his giant palm reaching the sky met the falling sword light in vain. This scene looked extremely shocking.
The palm seemed to tear apart the bright sword light. In an instant, the two got closer and closer. At the moment when they were about to touch, the endless sword energy on its periphery first touched the bright sword light, and its roar suddenly sounded.
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The roaring sound suddenly reverberated into the sky, turning into a huge wave of force that rolled crazily around, tearing apart the void.
The bright sword light and palm shadow gradually turned into nothingness, and one palm wiped out thousands of sword lights. This is the strength of Murong Yu, the master of the three halls.
Rushing forward and spreading out, Ye Chen's body suddenly shook, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he took a few steps back, with a terrifying will flowing in his body.
This will was Murong Yu's martial arts will. Bang bang! Ye Chen took a few steps back again, and suddenly used the will of the moon god to dispel this terrifying will in his body.
Snowflakes were flying, and Mu Chen came out with his sword. It was still the simplest sword move, raising the sword and drawing out the sword!
Even such a sword contained the ultimate in sentimentality, and a wave of sadness that made the sword feel sad was beating on it, and lilac flowers condensed from the surrounding snowflakes were flying around him.
Before Murong Yu turned around, he noticed the sword light coming from behind him, and his mind was slightly shocked, "The ultimate in love, this sword is also good!"
Murong Yu held it with his left hand, and a sword shadow transformed from martial arts will appeared. Turning around, Murong Yu also made a simple sword move, raised the sword, and drew the sword.
The sword did not shake the world, but it was enough to subvert the world! These two equally ordinary swords met in the void. At this moment, Murong Yu felt an inexplicable sadness, which was heartbreaking.
Similarly, at the moment when the sword tips met, Mu Chen also felt a domineering force that dominated the world!
The two incomparably plain swords met in the void, causing no ripples, but the silence of this decision caused the surrounding void to shatter silently.
The lilac flowers flying around fell down and fell on Murong Yu. Murong Yu raised his sword eyebrow slightly. Compared to this sword, these flowers were more terrifying.
Bang! The martial arts will filled the air, and Murong Yu crushed these flying lilacs with his martial arts will.
Fatty Xiao was waiting for the opportunity to draw his sword. At this moment, when the proud sword came out, it would shake the world and change the situation.
If it doesn't scream, it will be fine. When it does, it will shake the world and make the world proud! It is also an extremely bright sword, and the shadow of the silver moon behind it is integrated into his sword.
"Huh!" Murong Yu snorted coldly, forced back Mu Chen's sword, turned around suddenly, grabbed the void with his left hand, and the shadow of a sword appeared again, and the sword fell, directly striking the bright sword light.
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Bang bang! The clear sound of the sword roar resounded, and its terrifying force exploded. Fatty Xiao's figure also retreated, and its force fell on him, his blood boiled, and a little blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"As expected of the Master of the Three Great Halls!" As he retreated, Fatty Xiao could still detect the martial arts will that followed him. He swung his sword forward again and retreated dozens of steps in a row.
"Do you want to continue? The three of you are definitely not my enemies. Even if you have the will, you are not in the martial arts realm after all!" Murong Yu raised his eyes and landed on Ye Chen above. He struck three times, each time causing serious damage.
Ye Chen and others.
There was terrifying coercion in his gaze. When his gaze touched Ye Chen, Ye Chen's figure suddenly shook but he didn't say anything.
"Turn into wind!" Ye Chen whispered, raising his sword finger. In an instant, the afterimages behind him immediately turned into roaring winds. The winds rolled out wildly, filled the sky, and finally turned into a roaring beast.
The blue dragon.
The green dragon roared out and rushed towards Murong Yu. At the same time, Ye Chen took a step forward and the Qilin Sword in his hand came out and turned into a stream of light and merged into the green dragon.
"Hundred Steps Flying Sword!" Ye Chen's figure followed closely behind, also blending into the phantom of the green dragon.
The green dragon roared, and the endless wind condensed into a sword. In an instant, a rain of swords fell in vain in the void, and the sword shadows rushed towards Murong Yu one after another.
"This is the best time. I will take the four swords from you. After this sword blow, my disciple's mistakes will be over!" Murong Yu looked at the sword shadow with cold eyes, and turned toward him.
Take a step forward,
The entire void suddenly trembled, and a terrifying aura filled the world. Murong Yu formed a sword with his fingers, and the sword shadow swelled in the wind, sweeping out. It contained extremely terrifying martial arts will, directly shattering the sword shadow in the sky.
It even tore the roaring green dragon into pieces.
And Ye Chen's figure also appeared strangely behind Murong Yu, and his Qilin sword shot out, leaving only this extremely bright sword light and rain sword skill in the world.
The target of this sword was the Holy Son. The Holy Son, whose soul was extremely weak, also noticed this sword and raised his head, his eyes full of horror.
This sword was very fast, at least it penetrated the head of the Holy Son. This sword shattered all the vitality in the Holy Son's body. But at the moment when this sword was about to continue to obliterate the Holy Son's soul, Murong Yu's hand appeared, and the sword pointed
Clamping the Qilin Sword, he looked at Ye Chen coldly and said calmly: "That's enough! If you continue, don't blame me for ignoring the rules!" After saying this, Murong Yuruo looked at Feng Zong Island with deep meaning.
direction, and at the same time, the sword fingers struck the Qilin Sword.
Bang Bang! Sheathing his sword, Ye Chen stepped back, looking at the Holy Son who was no longer human with a slight unwillingness.
"Humph!" Murong Yu snorted coldly, clamped the Saint Son's figure, and flew away. Murong Yu knew that if he was born to kill the fifth generation, then Xuanyuan Ye and Huang Pu would definitely attack together. At that time
, the Sword Temple no longer exists.
Suppressing the roiling blood energy, Ye Chen looked at the leaving figure rather unwillingly.
Mu Chen held his sword and stood quietly beside Ye Chen without saying anything, but Fatty Xiao said: "He has already had murderous intentions. If it weren't for the involvement of the three palaces, he would kill us today!"
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"I know that when he first appeared, the outcome of this matter was already doomed, but I want to know how big the gap is between me and the three palace masters!" Ye Chen whispered. Although he was confident, he did not blindly believe that
With the will of the fourth generation Moon God, he can obliterate Murong Yu, the master of the Sword Temple! Being able to reach this point is already his limit. However, after the first trial, Ye Chen also truly realized how terrifying Murong Yu is.
"What's the result?" Mu Chen whispered, his hand holding the sword became numb and he temporarily lost consciousness.
"It's unfathomable. At least it can easily erase us today!" Ye Chen whispered as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Turning around, Ye Chen's eyes fell on the void, where a white dress was flying.