The Zhenwu Jietian Sword, which was infused with thunder, shone with blue-purple light and slammed into the ground. Qianlun himself was also penetrated by it and was directly nailed to the broken ground.
The violent power of thunder submerged Qianlun's body almost instantly. Every inch of his skin and every bone cell was destroyed by the power of thunder. His body was almost torn into pieces and his body became charred black.
The position where the Zhenwu Jietian Sword penetrated was exactly his heart. Qianlun lay on his back, his eyes blank, just staring blankly at Ye Chen in the sky.
Ye Chen still maintained the posture of pushing out the sword. After a moment, he slowly retracted his hand and stood up, then fell to the ground and stood beside Qianlun.
"This sword is for the Four Elephants God Lord, to put an end to your eight hundred years of grudges!"
His voice was calm, and there was no trace of Qianlun's joy in his eyes.
The many powerful cultivators from the small world who were watching the battle around were stunned on the spot, watching this scene in silence for a long time.
After a moment, all kinds of different eyes, such as fear, shock, horror, awe, etc., were cast towards Ye Chen. Both Sixiang Mountain and its surroundings fell into a dead silence, as if the space was condensed at this moment.
Even now, they still can't believe that the powerful Master Qianlun who stood at the top of the small world was actually defeated by a young man from the secular world?
Qianlun's heart was pierced, which was the source of his life. The violent thunder power on the Zhenwu Jietian Sword had completely destroyed his vitality. At this moment, he was already at the end of his life.
But he still stared at Ye Chen with unwilling eyes.
"How can a mere mortal... kill me?"
"How dare you...kill me?"
He couldn't understand that Shi Zhantian, who was as strong as before, could only keep pace with him. Even in the final game, he narrowly defeated Shi Zhantian, causing Shi Zhantian to fall.
But eight hundred years later, he would actually lose to a junior who only received a few blessings from Shi Zhantian. How could he be willing to accept it?
"Immortal cultivators may not be invincible, and mortals may not be vulnerable. Don't underestimate any living being born on the planet Earth!"
"The earth is the earth for everyone, not your thousand-wheel-like thing!"
Ye Chen looked sternly, raised his palm, and drew out the Zhenwu Heaven-cutting Sword. The moment he drew the sword, Qianlun's body was shattered piece by piece. From his face, to his shoulders, body, and legs, pieces turned into ashes.
Gradually drift away.
This shows that the overlord of the small world has disappeared. At this moment, countless powerful monks in the small world, not knowing whether they are happy or sad, just paused in place, with complicated expressions.
Qianlun is the master of the Great Qian Palace, which represents the highest power in the small world, while Ye Chen is a warrior in the secular world. The confrontation between the two ended with Ye Chen winning. This is equivalent to the relationship between the small world and the secular world.
In the end, it was the secular world that won out.
This is really hard to accept for the monks of the small world who have always been proud, but at this moment, who dares to say anything?
Ye Chen used three swords one after another, killing the epic-level Yun Tianzhen and the powerful and unpredictable Qianlun. Looking at the four gates of the small world, who can be his opponent?
Even if everyone in the audience is put together, I'm afraid it's not enough to kill him! The world of immortality is more cruel than the world of martial arts. The strong ones have all the resources and all the right to speak, and Ye Chen is the well-deserved one.
There is no one who is strong.
"Brother, it seems that your choice back then couldn't be more correct!"
"He really did what you couldn't do back then!"
Shi Mo looked at the heavy prison peak suspended in front of him, murmured softly, and a line of tears fell unconsciously from the corners of his eyes.
In the past eight hundred years, he has traveled to every corner of the earth, whether it is the secular world or the small world, he has searched the ends of the earth, just to find the treasure that can restrain Qianlun and avenge Shi Zhantian.
But now, his wish was finally fulfilled after Ye Chen's power returned. At this moment, he felt more comfortable and relaxed than ever before, and his appearance seemed to be countless years younger.
Shi Xiuyun's eyes flashed with tears. Looking at the young man holding the sword in his hand and with a calm face, she felt a mixture of joy and relief in her heart.
When Ye Chen was young, due to the advance plan of the Four Elephant Gods, Ye Chen was stripped of his martial arts by Ye Yunlong and expelled from the Ye family. He suffered a lot of torture and pain, but now, the child who was young and weak at the time has grown into a towering heart.
A big tree is enough to protect this star. If you have a son like this, what regrets are there in this world?
Many elders and disciples of the Four Elephants Sect all looked at Ye Chen. Although Ye Chen had become the young master of the Shi family before, everyone still had feelings for Ye Chen who killed Elder Jie and other backbones of the Four Elephants Sect.
I had a grudge and never recognized Ye Chen.
But today, Ye Chen single-handedly saved the Four Symbols Sect and shattered the conspiracy of Qianlun and Yuntian Palace to annex the remaining five Xuanmen Six Sects. For Ye Chen, everyone was convinced without saying a word.
It can be said.
Luo Qinghan, the eldest daughter of the Neimen Luo family, has Ye Chen's invincible and free-spirited figure in her beautiful eyes. She is arrogant and arrogant. In her eyes, only those young talents on the Xuanmen Genius List can enter.
In her eyes, she had also fallen in love with Lian Xing, the peerless genius of the Sixiang Sect, but at this moment, she understood what a real genius monster was and who was the true ceiling of the younger generation's combat power.
Compared with Ye Chen, Yun Duankong and others are just worms and ants on the ground, but Ye Chen is like the flying dragon in the sky, carrying the energy of the clouds and bowing down to the sky and the earth. This is the true spirit of a king.
Yan Qingwu was dressed in a moon-white robe, with a smile on her face and a gentle look in her eyes. The man she fell in love with had wings ninety thousand miles away and was standing on the top of the mountain.
Thousands of wheels flew away into ashes. Ye Chen didn't even look at it again, but with a bright eyebrow, he shrunk the Zhenwu Heaven-cutting Sword and put it into the God's Palace to be raised. Then he turned his eyes and looked at the people in Yuntian Palace.
wait.
"Who else wants to fight with me?"
After being baptized by the Qianling Pen, the strength and cultivation of these elders and powerful men in Yuntian Temple have skyrocketed to an extremely terrifying level. Almost every one of them has reached the heaven-level legendary realm. However, facing Ye Chen's glance, everyone
But it felt like facing the God of Death in Hell, with the breath of death rushing towards my face.
At this moment, they didn't hesitate at all and immediately knelt down and worshiped Ye Chen.
"I beg Ye Shangxian to atone for his sins. From now on, we will follow Ye Shangxian to the death. If we have two minds, we will be destroyed physically and mentally!"
Those who have transcended the epic realm can be called "Shangxian". Ye Chen is undoubtedly the only person in the small world who is qualified to be called "Shangxian". Faced with such an existence, who dares to disobey in the slightest?
Even Yun Tianzhenjun's son Yun Duankong bit his lips and knelt down heavily on the ground, trembling all over. He didn't even have the courage to take revenge.
Ye Chen's face was expressionless, and his eyes swept over everyone one by one. Then he turned his head again and looked at where the three sects of Shenyi Sect, Liuyun Sect, and Longxiang Sect were joining forces.
"Before, you had to come to me to settle your grievances, but now you can continue!"
When Luo Wuji and Gao Zhensong heard this, they immediately smiled bitterly. The rest of the three sects were all frightened and almost couldn't stand.
After a brief silence, the two sect leaders Luo Wuji and Gao Zhensong suddenly raised their hands and clasped their fists, bowing to Ye Chen.
"From now on, we will obey Ye Shangxian's orders!"
Their worship was equivalent to that of the three sects, who all surrendered to Ye Chen and swore allegiance to him to the death.
The other powerful monks from the small world who were watching the battle also bowed their heads one after another, and their voices gathered like a dynasty and resounded throughout the entire Sixiang Mountain.
"I will obey Ye Shangxian's order!"
On this day, the old king of the small world fell and a new king ascended the throne!