Thumb thump! Yue Feng took a few steps back, looked at Mo Che with fearful eyes, and said coldly: "What? You also want to participate in today's matter?"
Anyone can hear Yue Feng's anger at this moment. Hearing this, Mo Che raised his head and said calmly: "I, Mo Che's disciple, cannot be bullied by anyone, not even you Yue Feng!"
His voice was extremely loud, and at the same time, Mo Che's body erupted with a pressure that covered the five peaks of the Sword God. Under this pressure, no one dared to move.
On the sword platform, the faces of the three envoys changed slightly, and they had to use their spiritual energy to resist this pressure.
"What a terrifying cultivation level!" The envoy from the Moon Temple murmured softly. As soon as he said this, the envoys from the other two temples nodded.
Wuhen's body gradually became colder, and a layer of dark black appeared on his skin. At the same time, the wisp of black energy was still flowing in his body.
As if he noticed something, the envoy from the Temple of Martial Arts inadvertently glanced at Wuhen's corpse, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
Whoosh! Nian Reincarnation and the others jumped to Ye Shaohan's side, their eyes looking complicatedly at Ye Shaohan.
"Tsk, tsk, this kid is stronger than he was a few days ago!" Nian Samsara sighed softly.
With his eyebrows slightly raised, Ye Shaohan looked at Nian Lun Samsara and the others warily, but Mo Che explained aloud: "One of our own!"
Thinking of the Jade Emperor's inner palace, Ye Shaohan was able to guess some reasons, and nodded slightly to the Nian Samsara people as a greeting.
After Nian Samsara and others appeared, the whole place was in an uproar. Considering Nian Samsara and others' status, most of the guests knew Nian Samsara, but why did Nian Samsara and others come today?
Seeing Nian Lun Samsara and others standing behind Ye Shaohan, Xiao Liusha's heart suddenly sank. Could this Nian Lun Samsara and others be the Ye family's helping hand?
With a gloomy face, Yue Feng's eyes turned slightly to Nian Samsara and the others, and said coldly: "Why, the Royal Academy also wants to be involved in this matter?"
Hearing this, Nian Samsara and the others did not say anything, and their eyes fell on Mo Che.
Stirring the strings with his right hand, Mo Che said calmly: "What do you think of your responsibilities as a guardian?"
"Guardian?" Ye Shaohan stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and his heart moved slightly: "Could it be that Nian Samsara and others also entered the inner hall and became guardians?"
"Guardian!" Yue Feng's eyes narrowed in vain, and he said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that the Jade Emperor's Inner Palace would also be involved in this matter. Isn't the Jade Emperor's Inner Palace supreme and not involved in the affairs of the mainland?"
Smiling without saying a word, Mo Che pointed out, and the spatial ripples spread along his fingertips. These ripples hit the surrounding void, and everything around him twisted around in vain.
At the same time, the figures of Mo Che and Yue Feng also twisted around, and finally, the figures of Yue Feng and Mo Che disappeared.
"Nian Samsara, act according to the original plan!" Mo Che's voice still floated in the sky. Hearing the words, Nian Samsara sighed slightly, held the sword, jumped up, and rushed towards Chaoyang Peak Master and others.
Originally, the Sword God Sect still had the upper hand, but the participation of Nian Samsara and others undoubtedly reversed the situation.
"Thinking about reincarnation actually attacks the Sword God Sect!" Xiao Liusha's heart suddenly sank, and he stepped slightly and joined the battle. If the Sword God Sect loses, it means that his royal family will lose. He cannot bear this kind of result.
Although Xiao Liusha participated in the battle, there was only one more person, which could not affect the battle situation at all. What's more, Huo Qilin and Ye Shaohan were both watching with eager eyes.
Holding back the feeling of dizziness, Yue Jingxian suddenly took a breath and shouted: "Everyone, the Sword God Sect suffered this disaster today. If you help today, the Sword God Sect will definitely return this favor in the future!"
As the saying goes, a favor is the hardest to repay, let alone a favor from the Sword God Sect! As soon as these words came out, many guests were ready to make a move, but when they thought of Ye Shaohan's terrifying cultivation, most of the guests sighed helplessly.
Especially the guests from Falling Rain Country, all of them had expressionless faces and jokes. To them, both of them were untouchables.
However, the favor of the Sword God Sect was still extremely tempting. Two Lingzong realm warriors jumped out from under the sword platform in vain. These two people were only at the first level of Lingzong. Therefore, these two people did not take action against Ye Shaohan, but
It was to assist Xiao Liusha and others.
Previously, the scene of Ye Shaohan killing Wuhen was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds. No one, whether it was Huo Qilin or Ye Shaohan, dared to deal with it.
Seeing this, Yue Jingxian's heart suddenly sank. However, the three figures jumped up on the sword platform in vain and shot towards the Fire Qilin.
These three figures are clearly the envoys of the three major halls. Nowadays, although the Sword God Sect has declined, it is still the overlord of the party. Therefore, these three envoys value this favor very much.
What's more, given the relationship between the three major halls and the Sword God Sect, the three envoys would not see Yue Jingxian and others fall like this.
The cultivation levels of the three ambassadors were all at the Lingzong realm, and their own skills were extraordinary. The combined attack of the three men was vaguely able to suppress the Fire Qilin.
The Suzaku fire was flying, and the Fire Qilin was extremely reluctant to cope with the offensive of these three people. He secretly said that compared to the Sword God Sect, the decline of these three halls was not too serious.
Seeing the three envoys taking action against the Fire Qilin, Yue Jingxian was relieved. However, the severe damage to his soul still gave Yue Jingxian a feeling of dizziness. He suppressed the dizziness, and the breeze appeared on the soles of his feet.
When he came out, Yue Jingxian jumped and landed in front of Ye Shaohan.
Cold murderous intent spread out, and Yue Jingxian's aura locked Ye Shaohan tightly. How could he, Yue Jingxian, let go of this person who murdered his son.
Yue Jingxian's eyes were full of murderous intent. Just like this, Yue Jingxian stepped out in the air. Every time he took a step, his sword energy came out. When Yue Jingxian walked to Ye Shaohan, all of Yue Jingxian's body was filled with blood.
The momentum seemed to have reached its peak.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan looked at Yue Jingxian, feeling the terrifying aura, his face did not change at all, and he said calmly: "That day, you couldn't kill me. Today, can you?"
Facing Yue Jingxian's murderous gaze, Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly. His gaze passed over Sword God Peak and landed on the forest of tombstones, the tombstone engraved with Liu Yuehong.
"Who could have imagined that I would set foot on this land again when I was like a dead dog!" Ye Shaohan murmured to himself as he looked at the tombstone.
"On that day, if others hadn't stopped you, you would be able to stand here today!" His tone was indifferent, but the murderous intent in Yue Jingxian's eyes did not diminish at all.
"Did you know? That's where her blood was spilled that day!" Ye Shaohan still murmured to himself: "Haha, the grass on the mountain road is growing very vigorously, is it just because of the blood?"
"But the blood is not enough, it is really not enough!" Ye Shaohan's eyes darkened in vain. The real murderous intention in Ye Shaohan's heart was outlined by Yue Jingxian. If it weren't for the person in front of him, would Liu Yuehong die? Would Lin Zhiyun die?
Hiss! There were bursts of hissing sounds in the air, and the water vapor condensed into ice crystals and fell away.
"You didn't shed enough blood!" Yue Jingxian said calmly. His sword energy came out and wrapped around the tip of the sword. When he raised his sword, Yue Jingxian's body flew out in vain.
For a strong person like Yue Jingxian, the movement of his hands and feet is enough to condense his sword intent, and his sword intent explodes. This is a perfect sword intent, and just a little bit is enough to shake the space.
The sword light flashed across the sky, and in just a blink of an eye, the sword light shot out, and the overbearing sword intent imprisoned the space around Ye Shaohan.
Regarding all this, Ye Shaohan's expression did not change. The breeze emerged from the soles of his feet and he slowly raised it with his right hand. This was because he did not comprehend the sword intention of the three generations, but integrated it into his own sword intention.
I remember that a long time ago, I was like Zhang Ming, drawing out and sheathing the sword, making movements without fatigue. Later, when I went to the Royal Academy, I also drew and sheathed the sword like this. At that time, Fatty Xiao came.
The same goes for me behind the Sword God Sect. There was Liu Yuehong at that time. But now, Zhang Ming is still there, Fatty Xiao is still there, but that person is not there. Liu Yuehong, I used to draw my sword like this, right?
A brilliant sword light was brought up in Ye Shaohan's hand. The sword light passed through the space. When it reached a certain space, the space it was confined in was suddenly shaken, and Yue Jingxian's sword emerged in vain.
Two equally brilliant sword lights collided in mid-air, and sharp explosions resounded. The space was shattered, and turbulence spread out rapidly.
The spatial turbulence hit the two figures. Yue Jingxian's figure was shaken, and he struck out with a palm, destroying all the spatial turbulence.
Compared with Yue Jingxian, Ye Shaohan took several steps back before he stabilized his body, and the turbulence in the space was still sweeping away.
"Although the sword intention is sharp, it lacks flexibility!" Yue Jingxian glanced at the figure and said calmly. However, the figure suddenly disappeared, an afterimage?
"Really? Old guy!" A plain voice sounded in vain next to Yue Jingxian's ears.
His eyes narrowed in vain, and he pointed out the Yue Jing Immortal Sword, and its sharp air sword shot out from behind, causing waves of breaking wind.
However, it was just the sound of breaking the wind, but Ye Shaohan's figure was never seen.
Ye Shaohan, who has entered the third level of the Wind Transformation Technique, is able to perform the Wind Transformation Technique to the extreme, silently and elusively.
"In front of real power, speed no longer works!" Yue Jingxian's whole body erupted with a powerful soul wave, and the soul power swept out like a tide.
At the same time, Yue Jingxian suddenly took a step forward, thrusting his sword forward with the force of thunder. The surrounding space was twisted in vain, cracks in the dark space spread out, turbulence surged, and a figure emerged.
Hiss! A gasp followed, and under the gaze of countless eyes, his sword light broke through the figure, and that figure was clearly Ye Shaohan.
"It seems I still underestimated you!" Yue Jingxian sneered as he caught a glimpse of the afterimage with only a faint shadow left.
A bright sword light emerged, fell to the horizon, and went straight to Yue Jingxian. The turbulent flow of space around it retreated to both sides along the sword blade.
This sword is extremely simple, but it contains surging power. Under the pressure of this power, under the light of the sword, the air is frozen. The terrifying pressure sweeps around, Yue Jing
Immortal Sword frowned, suddenly raised his head, looked at the ever-increasing sword light, sneered, and pointed out his sword fingers suddenly. The sword energy surrounded his fingertips, and his sword intention exploded. Only these two sword fingers pinched with incomparable accuracy.