The pressure of heaven and earth was like ten thousand mountains, suppressing Ye Chen's body.
The second generation came with a sword, and every step made the world tremble, and it stepped on Ye Chen's mind.
Under the tremendous pressure, blood seeped out from his pores, dyeing Ye Chen's white clothes red.
The thunder of heaven and earth was dead silent under this oppression. Ye Chen quietly looked at the increasingly clear figure in front of him, can I draw my sword?
Without any hesitation in his eyes, Ye Chen murmured softly: "I walked past the bloody God of War, and walked through the hell with millions of corpses with my sword. When will I not be able to use my sword?"
"You said, can I draw the sword?" Ye Chen murmured to himself, as if he was asking himself, the second generation, and the ageless sky.
Boom boom! In the endless void, a sea of rolling fire roared.
The strong wind that reaches to the sky and reaches the underworld sets off a monstrous killing rule, and the flower of life and death blooms in the storm.
The rain of cause and effect fell, snowflakes flew, and the thunder snake underfoot swam out again.
Thunder, flame, ice, strong wind, life and death, killing, cause and effect, seven rules appear in the sky.
The rules surged, and the world fell into endless darkness. A sword rainbow lit up between the sky and the earth. This sword rainbow just appeared and then disappeared without a trace.
"It was this sword style that killed several people in the martial arts world. It is very powerful!" In the endless darkness, the second generation's eyes were still as bright as the stars in the night sky.
A sword chant sounded in the endless void. It was like a swimming dragon.
I saw the sword in the hand of the second generation blending into the world. At the same time, the rules gathered around the second generation, forming a giant sword of rules.
The giant sword vertically and horizontally formed a sword lotus, chaos and order rules emerged, and the second generation stood on the sword lotus.
Ding! In an instant, a bright sword light appeared in Erdai's sight, and it came in an instant.
Bang! The sword light dissipated, and the darkness disappeared! In the blooming sword lotus, a pair of white sword fingers clamped the Qilin Sword.
"Is one sword dead? The rules are scary, but the sword that controls the rules is even scarier!"
"Your sword will silence chaos and order. But it will not silence me." I put two fingers on the tip of the sword and said calmly.
Bang! The sword finger gently tapped the tip of the sword, and a blast sound like the clash of gold and iron sounded between the two.
Bang bang! The giant wave spread along the sword body to Ye Chen. Ye Chen looked calm. He looked at the second generation who was so close, and there was nothing strange in his eyes.
Although the death of a sword is terrifying, this sword cannot suppress the second generation.
Ye Chen knew it from the beginning. Bang bang! A dull sound echoed in his body, and Ye Chen said lightly: "At least it means that I can draw a sword!"
"And this sword is not the last one. It is more desolate than deathly silence!" Before Ye Chen finished speaking, six terrifying auras appeared in vain in the wind and snow.
Almost at the same time, these six auras locked onto the second generation.
"Sword Corpse!" The second generation saw only a burst of light and darkness in the sky and the earth, and the Qilin Sword clamped between the sword fingers disappeared in vain.
Bang bang! Several major trends emerged in the darkness. They gathered into the power of the sword god and evolved into the eighteenth sword. Eighteen sword lights overlapped together and slashed!
A barren sword, six sword corpses broke through the heavy blood mist, and under Ye Chen's control, they finally rushed here from the wasteland.
Bang! The second-generation sword finger was raised, and he looked quietly at the sword light, which was even brighter than before, a little dazzling.
"This!" The second generation's eyes suddenly changed, and his sword fingers did not clamp the sword.
Tick! A trace of blood splashed in the darkness. Then a large amount of blood splashed on Erdai's right arm.
Bang! The second generation's body trembled slightly and he took a step back, but his state of mind, which was like stagnant water, caused a huge wave, and a sword actually hurt him.
"There are not many people in this world who can leave sword marks on my body!" The second generation grabbed his left hand toward the void in vain. The terrifying rules gathered together and crashed onto the sword light.
Bang! A roar suddenly sounded. The sword light immediately dimmed.
Whoosh! The two regular giant swords whizzed down and landed on the sword light again.
Clang! The sword light finally shattered at this moment, the darkness disappeared, and Ye Chen's figure was like a kite with broken strings, being thrown hundreds of feet.
Ye Chen's face was bloodless, two eye-catching sword marks appeared on his chest, and blood splattered.
Looking at the sword marks on his right arm, a trace of surprise flashed in Erdai's eyes, and then he shook his head and said: "It's a pity. If you step into the world of martial arts, this sword can at least leave me an arm!"
"It's no pity. At least this sword cuts off your control over the outside world, and that round of silver moon phantom will no longer exist!"
Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly.
Hearing this, the second generation's expression finally changed. Good boy, this boy's purpose from the beginning was to cut off the changes between himself and the outside world.
Outside the wind and snow, the hanging shadow of the silver moon completely collapsed at this moment.
The moonlight that restrained Mo Che no longer existed, and its terrifying aura continued to surge on Mo Che's body.
"The silver moon is broken!" Looking at the churning snow in front of him, Mo Che's heart suddenly trembled. He noticed that Ye Chen's breath was a little unstable.
"Broken!" Mo Che pointed his sword, and seven high-flying stone statues roared towards them and clicked.
The tornado, which was thousands of feet high, immediately shattered, the wind and snow rolled up dispersed in all directions, and the two figures appeared in everyone's sight again.
"Five generations!" Qianchuanya and Yuchen immediately exclaimed when they saw Ye Chen covered in blood.
Bang! The surging underworld once again blocked the way of the two of them. The second generation's original body stood on the underworld, and with every move, the majestic rules roared down.
"Yeah! He's injured. Being able to hurt him, my sister said it's not easy for the fifth generation." Her beautiful eyes slightly raised, Wen Ran's beautiful eyes stayed on the right arm of the second generation, her sexy lips opened slightly, obviously she was a little surprised.
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Hey! Qianchuanya and Yuchen also noticed the strangeness of the second generation, and their eyes were full of shock.
In the past, the two of them and the other palace masters had just fought back the second generation. They were deeply impressed by the terror of the second generation. The fifth generation actually hurt the second generation?
Huh! Mo Che stepped in the air and stood in front of Ye Chen. He was also a little surprised in his heart. This kid was so unexpected that he actually made the second generation pay a price.
"Is it okay?" Mo Che whispered with his back to Ye Chen.
After calming down the churning blood in his body, Ye Chen's face softened slightly, he shook his head and said, "It's okay!"
"Fifth Generation Moon God, you are worthy of this title!" A sword mark spanned the entire right arm of the Second Generation, and blood was still dripping.
"If the strongest sword is no more than this, then you cannot stop me today!" Erdai said domineeringly, flicking his right arm in vain and reaching forward like a long sword unsheathed.
Tick! The dripping blood danced and splashed, hitting the pear petals, which was shocking.
In an instant, the petals and blood merged together to form a bloody sword, which swept out.
Whoosh! The giant sword flew across the sky and arrived in an instant. Mo Che's face changed slightly. With a flick of his hand, the rules condensed into a harp. He plucked its strings again, ding!
The big strings were noisy like a pelting rain, and the rapid sound of the piano merged into the rules and turned into a sound sword, which also swept out.
Kacha! The blood sword and the sound sword met in the void and shattered with a bang. Before the terrifying residual power spread, a man in blue clothes appeared like a ghost, passing through the broken turbulence, and appeared in front of Mo Che.
Calmly and calmly, Mo Che brought up the afterimages with his hands, and a musical instrument full of murderous intent sounded. The flowing musical sounds formed countless sound swords. The sound swords crisscrossed to form a sword net, blocking the front of the second generation.
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Seeing the densely packed sound swords in front of him, Erdai's figure did not stop at all. Under Mo Che's stunned eyes, he swung down his fist.
The momentum carried by this punch made people palpitate, as if thousands of mountains were whizzing down and clicking.
The criss-crossing sword net collapsed in an instant. This sword net was completely unable to stop the second generation's fist.
"Retreat!" Facing the menacing second generation, Mo Che was about to retreat to avoid its sharp edge, but Ye Chen's voice rang in his ears: "I'll do it!"
The simple two words made Mo Che stop his body, whirring, the sound of breaking wind became louder, and a man in blood-clothed clothes passed by Mo Che, heading straight ahead.
"In terms of cultivation, I am indeed not as good as you, but in terms of physical strength, I will not lose to anyone!" A terrifying aura erupted on Ye Chen, like a falling star, carrying a destructive aura.
, welcome the second generation!
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