Everything was silent, and the ink-like darkness was rendered out.
In an instant, Ye Chen raised the Qilin sword in vain and murmured to himself: "How many swords were there in the past?"
"It's the Fourteen Swords!" Deep in the dark eyes, a monstrous killing intent emerged, and Ye Chen walked forward step by step.
The six sword corpses followed like shadows, and the darkness had swallowed up tens of thousands of feet of heaven and earth.
In the moment of complete silence, there is only the sound of rain and snow.
The drizzle falls with the wind, and the snow buries the heaven and earth.
Until the moment Ye Chen passed over the chessboard, the world within millions of feet was plunged into darkness.
At the moment when Ye Chen was still a hundred feet away from the prince, the Martial God Continent fell into endless darkness, and the black night swallowed everything.
For a moment, all the warriors on the Martial God Continent looked at this scene in horror.
Especially martial arts warriors, they noticed a palpitating aura that was extremely depressing.
In the Jade Emperor's Palace, many martial arts realms stood on the sword pavilion with solemn expressions.
This darkness was like darkness, swallowing up their minds.
"This is his sword!" Fatty Xiao lazily opened his eyes, glanced at the world of ink, and then continued to practice.
A terrifying oppression also pervaded Fatty Xiao's body. The Aoshi Sword tied behind him trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword continued.
If Fatty Xiao's will had not suppressed the Ao Shi Sword, the Ao Shi Sword would have been unsheathed long ago.
Above the Wu River, the prince stood in the endless darkness, and an uneasy feeling surged into his heart. He had not experienced this feeling for a long time.
One hundred feet has arrived. Ye Chen's eyes were slightly closed. The Qilin sword in his hand was raised, and in an instant, the sword was drawn out!
In the ink-like sky and earth, a bright sword light appeared, and then one after another, there were a total of sixteen sword lights.
Sixteen different styles of swords are alluring, extremely beautiful.
"Sixteen swords!" The prince's eyes were slightly focused, with a solemn look in his eyes. The sword that combined the power of the martial arts realm was even more terrifying.
The image of that sword attack in the past vaguely appeared in the prince's mind. However, the sword shot by the overlapping of sixteen sword styles in front of him was more terrifying than before.
"I still underestimated him. He stepped into the martial arts field. His strength far exceeds that of any martial arts warrior!" The prince murmured. His martial arts field covers the world within a radius of 30,000 feet.
However, the moment Ye Chen drew his sword, his aura completely disappeared from the world and completely integrated into the sword.
As he raised his sword, there was a smile in the prince's eyes, "Although this sword is more terrifying than before, it still can't do anything to me!"
A flash of extremely bloody light appeared on the crystal clear broken sword, and overwhelming murderous intent erupted from the broken sword.
"Fudai, I will take this sword!" The prince said calmly, facing the bright and beautiful sword light, he raised his right hand and subconsciously drew the sword.
So far, Ye Chen has only seen the prince wield a sword in the Hell Sword Tomb, and there was only one sword.
But now that the sword appears, the white sword light is like flying snowflakes, and it seems impossible to capture its traces. However, in the dark, this white sword light has already imprisoned the entire world.
Wherever the snowflakes touch, there is the light of the sword. The sword that destroys the world completely disappears into the heaven and earth.
In an instant, everyone who was fighting in the void stopped, turned around, and stared in horror at the two sword lights that eclipsed the world, "These two are too strong!"
The drizzle and snow flakes mixed together, and the two sword lights met. The explosion of the clash of gold and iron was endless, clang!
"Based on a sword style, sword intention, rules, will, and martial arts fields are integrated into it to evolve sword styles in different directions!"
"The most rare thing is that this sword actually triggers the rules of heaven and earth in the domain, and the rules kill, a very strong general style!" The terrifying power exploded, and a sharp pain spread throughout the prince's body.
However, the prince breathed a sigh of relief, his blood energy fluctuated, and his figure retreated into the wind and snow, "A terrifying person, there is no one more terrifying than him in the Martial God Continent!"
Even if the rules of strength were used, the prince would still be at a disadvantage in the collision of strength.
However, due to the gap in cultivation, the prince still broke through Ye Chen's sword. The snowflakes rolled back, the ice rules condensed, turned into ice blades, and shot out.
Bang! Blood dripped from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. Ye Chen also retreated into the drizzle. With this sword, he had the upper hand.
"The third level of martial arts is really amazing!" Ye Chen murmured. In the collision of the martial arts fields, he completely suppressed the prince. However, the prince contained a terrifying power, which was enough to reverse the situation.
"It should be a power that belongs to the third level of martial arts. It evolves the world and creates a realm. Is it a power that belongs to the realm?" Ye Chen smiled slightly and suddenly stepped on the void with his right foot, dissolving the strength. It was just a test before.
Coming down is the key.
Ding! The sound of the sword roared again, and as the white clothes floated, a bright sword light appeared again!
The shadow of the silver moon slowly rose in the endless darkness. The moonlight was accompanied by the light of the sword. Ye Chen took out his sword, and in an instant there were seventeen swords, extremely fast.
"The seventeenth sword, a very quick sword!" The prince was slightly shocked. With this sword strike, the world trembled, the rules rioted, and he defied everything.
Apart from the prince, Rizhao felt the strongest feeling. At this moment, he had already used his martial arts field to resist the martial arts pressure of the two, and at the same time retreated.
Facing the sword, the prince closed his eyes, and a majestic force broke out in his body again, and his martial arts field returned to his body like a tide. "In the past, you used your spiritual martial arts to force me to use the sword. Today
You use the realm of martial arts to force me to move the realm!"
"If it's not my way, if it's in my way, kill!" For the first time, a monstrous murderous intention swirled in the prince's heart.
The moment he finished speaking, a terrifying force broke out from the prince's body. This force was even more terrifying than the pressure of martial arts.
The moment the general trend appeared, Ye Chen's realm trembled. In a blink of an eye, the general trend swept up the rules of heaven and earth thousands of feet high and shattered the void.
A snow-white world spreads out with the prince as the center!
A general trend roared towards him, and Ye Chen's sword showed a slight stagnation, "World?"
Use the so-called boundary to open up your own world in the heaven and earth. The snow-white world is connected to the endless sky above and the blue-falling yellow spring below.
At this moment, Ye Chen discovered that in this vast white world, there were only a few rules, ice rules, power rules, wind rules, illusion rules, and forbidden rules!
These rules are controlled by the prince. In addition, Ye Chen can only sense the existence of ice rules and wind rules.
"Fifdai, welcome to my world!" The pervasive cold air surged in the prince's body, the broken sword was raised, and endless white frost spread out until Ye Chen left!
Having said this, the crystal-clear broken sword in the prince's hand fell randomly into the void, and his will condensed into white frost, penetrating the sky and the earth, rolling up the flying snow, and instantly drowning Ye Chen's figure.
"The world, the world that is beginning to take shape, cannot trap my sword!"
The cold wind roared in his ears, and Ye Chen looked calm. His figure overlapped with the sword light, passing directly through the majestic ice rules and facing the torrent of white frost.
"Really?" the prince said indifferently. The whole white world revolved in vain, and the white frost rolled out. At a glance, it was all white.
"Ahem!" Rizhao walked forward and stepped into this white snow world, his face became even paler: "I still hate snow!"
Kacha! The torrent of white frost surged, and the sword light became darker and darker, until the moment the sword light appeared in front of the prince, it collapsed!
The roaring wind and snow fell silent at this moment.
In the sky and earth within a radius of several thousand feet, hoarfrost condensed into ice, and the ice layer froze the entire sky and earth.
Looking at Ye Chen, who was frozen in front of him, a smile burst out from the corner of the prince's mouth: "Where the snow falls, thousands of swords are dead!"
The broken sword in the prince's hand was raised and pointed at Ye Chen in the ice.
Crack! The ice shattered in vain, and streams of extremely cold rules condensed into swords and swept towards Ye Chen.
However, at this moment, Ye Chen's figure turned into a breeze and turned into nothingness.
"Wind rules, incarnation!"
"The response was really timely, San!" The prince's sleeves were raised, and thousands of feet of ice turned into ice rules and merged into the white snow world.
A huge earthquake shook the sky above the prince, shattered spaces surged, the winds gathered together, and a roaring green dragon hovered.
The snowflakes were falling, and Ye Chen, dressed in white, stood on top of the green dragon holding a sword.
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