"If you are still dissatisfied, you can send someone to continue taking the sword!"
The moment the clouds and mist rolled, Ye Chen's figure disappeared into the sea of clouds.
Appearing on the Xie Shui Platform, Ye Chen closed his eyes again, and a majestic momentum filled his body.
Bang bang! Yue An's body sank, and the huge pressure made him feel suffocated.
The right hand holding the sword was still numb. Yue Sword Scar raised his head, his eyes fell through the layers of clouds and fell on the white-clothed body, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Very strong!"
Crack! The robe covering Yue Jian Scar's body was torn apart, and the silver military robe turned into ashes, replaced by the common guardian robe of the Jade Emperor Palace.
"Guardian Jian Scar has met Wu Dai!" Yue Jian Scar suddenly saluted Ye Chen under the astonished eyes of Yue An and others.
Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and glanced at Yue Sword Scar thoughtfully, not all of the Yue Clan were stupid.
Nodding slightly, Ye Chen closed his eyes again. The majestic momentum was like the crashing waves, constantly impacting his martial arts soul.
Using momentum to evolve the martial arts field, and using the oppression of others to push out his own potential, Ye Chen found that he somewhat liked this almost sadistic way of training.
"A month of hard training is not as good as this battle, ancestors of the Moon Clan, I hope you will not let me down!" The long black hair fell quietly to Ye Chen's waist. Ye Chen's body was completely devoid of breath, and the pressure completely merged into the world of heaven and earth.
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Green-white jade fingers gently plucked the silver strings. Su Feixuan raised her head and glanced at Ye Chen. Her high-pitched piano sound changed slightly, becoming deeper and melodious.
His face was as pale as rice paper, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of Yue An's mouth. The movement of Qi in Yue An's body became slower and slower, and even tended to stagnate.
"Martial arts oppression, if this continues, the origin of my soul will be severely damaged!" Yue An turned her head with difficulty and looked at Ye Chen, who was close at hand, with a rare look of awe in her eyes.
Sweat beads were dripping on Yue An's cheeks. Compared to Fatty Xiao, who was harmless to humans and animals, the five generations in front of him were more terrifying. What was more terrifying than being harmless to humans and animals was indifference.
The sea of clouds was changing rapidly, and a general trend was absorbed into Yue Jian Scar's body.
Yue Jian Scar ignored the surprised looks from around him and turned around to leave. It was only after he left that everyone realized: "Yue Jian Scar has been defeated!"
"Jian Scar!" Looking at the dissipating figure, Yue An's expression was a little complicated. He had heard Yue Jian Scar call himself Jian Scar before. It was not Yue Jian Scar.
"It seems that you agree with the return of the Jade Emperor Palace to the Sword God Sect!" Yue An turned around and saw a look of hesitation in the eyes of many clan members.
"If the Fifth Generation is allowed to continue to establish its power like this, many people in the clan may change their previous thoughts and advocate the return of the Jade Emperor Palace to the Sword God Sect." Yue An murmured, looking towards the end of the sky with a rather anxious expression.
The clouds rolled and relaxed. The churning clouds and mist swallowed up Yue An's sight. Even after half an hour, no Moon Clan ancestors showed up, but more than a thousand Moon Clan guardians arrived.
The world was dead silent with only the reverberating sound of the piano. Fatty Xiao was drinking wine leisurely. A general trend also filled his body. He also used the general trend to evolve the martial arts field and become the Jade Emperor.
Half an hour later, Ye Chen opened his eyes. Looking into the dead silence of the void, he said with a little regret: "Senior of the Moon Clan, you are really disappointing."
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao smiled in surprise, you guys completely regard the ancestors of the Yue Clan as your sparring partners. Who would do this kind of thing where it would be useless if you win and it would be more embarrassing if you lose.
His eyes swept over Yue An and others in the distance. Ye Chen said lightly: "If you can't do it alone, you can do it together. If any of you can catch my three swords, Yue Meng can leave."
A huge wave of clouds immediately rose up in the dead void. Yue An's face changed slightly, and he took the sword together. Can they afford to lose this face?
Seeing the hesitant expressions of Yue An and others, Yue An's face became anxious and shouted: "Uncle An, you all take action together. Yue Meng will remember the kindness of all clan members today!"
Sensing that Yue Meng's aura was getting weaker and weaker, the hesitant look in Yue An's eyes disappeared. That's all. If we hadn't been reckless today, we wouldn't have caused the young master to be so embarrassed.
Holding the sword and coming out, a great momentum emerged from Yue An.
"Guardian of the Moon Clan Yue An!" Yue An shouted in a low voice, stepping into the churning sea of clouds and walking towards the Xieshuitai.
Bang bang! After the moon dimmed, thousands more Moon Clan guardians came out, and their hunting silver uniforms roared in like undulating silver waves.
Bang bang! Will, rules and sword intent were replaced in the void. Thousands of momentum converged into one force, breaking through the churning clouds and rolling straight towards Ye Chen.
Although Yue An took the lead, there were still more than 600 Moon Clan guardians who had not moved, standing on the rocks with slightly hesitant expressions.
"Moye!" Han Mozi stood up and shouted softly.
Sitting on the rock, Mo Xie opened his eyes and looked at the guardians of the Moon Clan passing by in the sky. He shook his head and said, "Fifdai has his own plan. If we take action, we will ruin his plan!"
"I can just wait and watch. I believe they can't handle the Three Swords of the Fifth Generation!" At this moment, Mo Xie gradually understood Xiao Ziyun's original words: "Oh, you mean the Fifth Generation! He is a strange person.
Man, anyway, his thinking logic is different from ordinary people. All you and I have to do is blindly believe in him, and he will never let us down. This is the fifth generation."
Endless coercion roared in. Ye Chen stood up. Wherever his eyes touched, the clouds shattered and fell on the leader Yue An. He murmured: "More than fifty martial arts realms and more than ten martial arts realms have gathered together.
General oppression is okay!”
Faced with this pressure, Ye Chen walked to the edge of the Xieshuitai, and the clear and biting water hit the rocks, and the splashing water fell on him.
Standing with his hands behind his back, Ye Chen was undergoing the overwhelming pressure while evolving his own martial arts field in line with the empire's trend.
Bang bang! Every time they take a step, Yue An and others become more and more powerful.
However, the moment Yue An stepped more than thirty feet away, a loud thunder roared up, and the world was shocked. Waves of thunder suddenly gathered from all directions and swam in the sea of clouds.
Rumbling thunder passed through the sky, and many guardians roared in their ears. A overwhelming pressure filled Ye Chen. Ye Chen opened his eyes and said quietly: "The greatest oppression is like this, alas!"
With the evolution of momentum, the martial arts field once again skyrocketed by more than 500 feet!
Now, Ye Chen's martial arts domain reaches more than 32,000 feet, and the impact of the seemingly majestic power of the empire can only make Ye Chen's blood boil slightly. "After the power of the empire has evolved, he will start to use the power of hell to evolve the domain."
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The bright thunder replaced the late sunset. Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked at the people coming through the air indifferently. The Qilin sword in his hand swayed slightly, causing a crisp sword chant.
Bang! Yue An's raised right foot stopped in the air, and his eyes looked at each other. He only felt that a majestic mountain was placed in front of him, and this foot was still unable to step down.
Only at this moment did Yue An feel the oppression Yue Sword Scar had endured previously.
"I want to see how long you can endure it!" Ye Chen murmured, looking at the sword palace at the end of the world.
At this moment, the swirling sea of clouds gathered into a dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun, thunder flashed, and heavy rain poured down, and the whole world was shrouded in this rain.
"A generation of moon gods evolved the swordsmanship of all heavens with one sword and made the swordsmanship prosperous. However, as descendants of the Moon clan, I don't know how much you have learned from this sword!" The indifferent voice echoed in the ears of Yue An and others. They knew
, the fifth generation is about to draw his sword.
The rain fell, and the Qilin Sword in Ye Chen's hand was raised, and a sword was drawn out lightly. Ten thousand sword styles were integrated into this sword, and ten thousand swords returned to the clan!
The bright sword light merged into the heavy rain. Ten thousand sword styles turned into one sword, and one sword turned into ten thousand swords again. Every raindrop that came out one after another merged into one sword style.
The heavy rain fell, and Yue An and others only saw the sword light dissipated in the heavy rain. Just when they were about to use their swords to resist, the heavy rain came and fell on them.
The thunder roared, and Yue An was the first to bear the brunt. His whole figure was rolled out, and blood spurted out, turning into a blood mist and dissipating in the heavy rain...!~!
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