No one could see clearly what happened, and only the loud sound of swords still sounded in the world.
The white lightsaber at Ye Chen's fingertips slowly dispersed, and the two colorless flowers above his head also quietly disappeared.
He stood with his hands behind his back, neither advancing nor retreating. He made no more movements. He just raised his eyes to look at the sky in the distance, with a hint of emotion and melancholy in his eyes.
Qianlun stood with his back to him, and his neck was surrounded by a circle of white light, which was the scar caused by the Holy Soul Sword.
Just now, Ye Chen burst out at a speed that exceeded ten times the sound barrier, and in an instant, he cut off his head with the Holy Soul Sword.
The speed of Qianlun is enough to reach ten times the speed of sound, but just now, when Ye Chen opened the second flower of the end, he used his huge mental power to limit his movements for one second.
This second sounds very short, but for powerful men like Ye Chen and Qian Lun, it is enough to do many things, such as sealing the throat with a sword!
"how so?"
Qianlun didn't move, and he didn't dare to move. His throat just rolled, and the sound was forced out with great difficulty, and the bones of his throat kept making crisp sounds as the bones collided.
He knew that if he moved slightly, his body and head would be in different places. The fact that he was still able to keep his head and neck inseparable was because he was holding on with all the demonic energy in his body.
But his physical body has been destroyed by Ye Chen, and his innate Tao body has also been destroyed by Ye Chen. The demonic energy in his body has no place to store it, and is losing it at an extremely fast speed.
Once all the demonic energy is lost, his body will be in a different place, and only his soul will be able to move!
But facing Ye Chen, with only one soul left, he was still on the verge of death. He knew this very well!
"You actually have two Flowers of Ending?"
Ye Chen didn't move his gaze, still looking towards the distant sky, and his voice was also indifferent: "I not only have two flowers, I also have a third one!"
"But to deal with you, two flowers are enough!"
"Three flowers?" Qianlun heard this, his eyes were shocked again, and his words were full of bitterness, "Are three flowers gathered at the top?"
His eyes were constantly changing, first showing reluctance and hatred, then disbelief and fear, and finally, they turned into a look of helplessness and calmness.
"I never thought I would be defeated by you again!"
"Is this what you call an old enemy?"
There was a hint of relief between his brows, and the hatred towards Ye Chen seemed to melt away at this moment.
"Ye Lingtian, I lost!"
"Before you die, I beg you, tell me about my father!"
"Also, what is the reason for the destruction of our Dongming tribe?"
"In this way, I can die with peace of mind!"
Ye Chen didn't hesitate at all, and immediately said: "Your father Dong Mingye was in the Eye of Stars, but he was killed by me..."
He held nothing back and told Qian Lun everything he knew, including the destruction of the Dongming clan and the despicable means of Yang Miesheng.
"What? Is Yang destroying life?"
After hearing what Ye Chen said, Qianlun's eyes widened, and overwhelming hatred surged into his heart.
"I should have thought, I should have thought, that Yang Miesheng, a despicable villain, actually destroyed my entire clan!"
"In order to seek revenge on you, I actually gave him my last remaining Dongming clan emblem. I hate it so much, I hate it so much!"
The shrill roar echoed through the void, but Ye Chen didn't have any sympathy or mercy at all.
This is the cruelty of the world of immortality. Even if you bear a blood feud, at the moment of your death, you may not even be able to touch the shadow of your enemy.
There are countless people in this universe who have suffered the same fate as Qian Lun. Who would be so compassionate and complain about the injustice for them?
Dong Mingye fell into Yang Miesheng's trap and was attacked by surprise. In this confrontation, Yang Miesheng won!
Qianlun, on the other hand, fought against him several times and was finally defeated. He won!
Both the Dongming tribe and Qianlun father and son are complete losers and can only be sealed into history!
"Ye Lingtian!"
At this time, Qianlun finally moved. He turned his head little by little. Every time he turned, the white light on his neck became stronger. When he completely turned his head to look at Ye Chen, his neck was no longer
Unable to connect to the skull, a huge crack appeared.
But his eyes were staring at Ye Chen, with a look of pleading. This was the first time Ye Chen had seen Qianlun show such a look since they met.
"I, Qianlun, have never asked for help in my life, and I have never had any admiration for anyone!"
"But, I am really convinced by you. You went from an ordinary earthling with no background or resources to reach such a high level now. However, I am completely convinced by your defeat at your hands!"
"After I die, I only ask you to promise me that I will destroy the Temple of the Sun and destroy that old bastard Yang Yang, and cut him into pieces!"
As he spoke, his head finally broke, but his body did not lose the ability to move. Instead, he held the broken head in his hands and knelt down on one knee facing Ye Chen.
"I beg you!"
Ye Chen's face wavered slightly. He never thought that he, who was as proud as a thousand wheels, would actually kneel down to his life-and-death enemy when he was about to die.
He just pondered for a moment, then replied: "You don't have to ask me, I must destroy the Sun Temple!"
"If Yang destroys life, I will kill him!"
After hearing Ye Chen's words, Qianlun's face finally showed an expression of relief.
"Really? That would be great!"
"If it were you, I believe I can do it!"
After the last word fell, his body stopped moving, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. A divine soul separated from his body, but it did not choose to escape, but stopped in front of Ye Chen.
Qianlun knew very well that Ye Chen would not let him go. His state of mind made it impossible for him to escape from Ye Chen, and he would not ask for mercy from Ye Chen.
Self-destruction of his soul was the method he chose, so that he could die more dignifiedly!
"Ye Lingtian, it is my honor to have an opponent like you!"
"Today, my Dongming Clan is defeated!"
With a tragic roar, Qianlun's soul began to expand, and was about to explode.
But at the next moment, a strange energy suddenly came down from the void above his head, forming a rectangular light film, wrapping Qianlun's soul in it.
The self-destruction of Qianlun Soul also stopped abruptly at this moment and returned to its previous state.
"What's this?"
Qianlun realized that his soul was imprisoned, and his expression immediately changed drastically.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, reacted instantly, and when he reached out with his palm, he wanted to grab the rectangular light film in his hand.
But as soon as his palm came into contact with the light film, an indescribable force made Ye Chen completely unable to resist, and directly bounced his palm away.
"This is...the power of law?"
Ye Chen was horrified, but at this moment, the light film wrapped Qianlun's soul and quickly rose into the sky!
"No!"
Qianlun seemed to have noticed something, a look of despair appeared in his eyes, and he roared at the top of his lungs.
Ye Chen's eyes changed slightly, he took a step forward and quickly caught up with the light film, wanting to keep the light film behind.
At this moment, a figure with an ancient sword on his back appeared out of thin air, his palm reached out and he grabbed Ye Chen.
Ye Chen reacted quickly, clenching a fist with five fingers and striking out with a bang.
"Boom!"
The fists and palms of the two people met, and Ye Chen immediately stepped back more than ten feet. The figure that had just appeared also swayed and stepped back three steps, but before he stepped back, he had wrapped the Qianlun Soul
The light film is caught in the hand.
"An Hedao?"
When Ye Chen saw the person clearly, his brows suddenly furrowed and his expression turned cold.
"An Hedao, you bastard, let me go!"
Qianlun, who was in the spirit state, was also roaring fiercely in the light film.
An Hedao ignored Qianlun. He took a deep look at Ye Chen and immediately jumped back. A space channel appeared behind him, swallowed him in, and then quickly closed.
At the moment of closing, only its slightly surprised voice came out.
"Ye Lingtian, I didn't expect that you could come out of the Eye of Star Marks and defeat Qianlun!"
"It's a pity that the life of the last person from the Dongming Tribe belongs to our Sun Temple after all. His hard work cannot be handed over to you!"
"Goodbye, next time, it will be your death!"
After the words fell, the space channel disappeared, leaving only Ye Chen with a cold face, alone in the void!