The sound of swords resounded throughout the whole world, and a silver moon slowly appeared.
There was a brief pause in the fighting between the two sides at this moment. Whether it was Tiangang or the God of War, the eyes of countless warriors were focused on the phantom of the silver moon.
Whoosh! Yan Ruxue's imperial sword swept out with overwhelming pressure and thousands of sword energy.
Under the gaze of everyone, the emperor's sword suddenly stopped just as it was about to touch the phantom of the silver moon.
Thousands of sword energy also collapsed, and the Emperor's Sword retreated out. Yan Ruxue waved her sleeves and held the Emperor's Sword again with her big hand. Her heart sank in vain.
A terrifying force erupted on it, and Yan Ruxue took a step back without leaving a trace.
An extremely terrifying aura permeated the Silver Moon Shadow, forming a storm that swept around.
Wherever the storm touched, both sides immediately retreated in all directions, fearing that they would be involved.
A thunder roared, penetrating through the shadow of the silver moon, and lightning crisscrossed, illuminating the entire sky.
After the thunder, clusters of flames surged towards.
The thunder pool and the sea of fire spread and appeared, and the scene of a bright moon on the sea appeared in everyone's sight.
Looking at this scene, the silence was terrifying.
Bang! A figure dressed in white like snow slowly appeared in the shadow of the silver moon.
The young man in white clothes put his left hand on his back and held an insignificant sword. He stepped on the thunder pool and the sea of fire step by step, and walked towards the crowd.
Every time he took a step, the sound of swords in the world became louder and louder.
What we are treading is the road of heaven and earth!
What he holds is the murderous intention of heaven and earth!
The brilliance of the silver moon was like a crown on the emperor's head. The reflection made his face become more like a crown jewel, and his eyes as black as ink were filled with a calm color.
The whole world trembled with his steps. The young man came step by step, until the figure completely appeared in everyone's sight, gasps sprung up like mushrooms after rain.
Zhao Xiao and Yan Ruxue's eyes were a little messy, looking at the young man in white clothes in the distance. After a long time, they uttered two words that made the world tremble: "Fifth Generation!"
The fifth generation! These two words were like the thunder of thousands of thunders, and the cheers like the sound of heaven and earth sounded from below: "The fifth generation of the moon god!"
"Master!" In the sea of corpses, the life and death dragon's body was stained with blood. His face was slightly ferocious. When he saw the figure in white, a familiar aura suddenly filled his heart. Master, he is definitely the master. This is the aura of the master.
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"Master!" Ye Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his pale face. "Master, Wushuang firmly believes that you will come back one day, and that day is today!"
"This kid!" Standing on the sea of fire, Huo Qilin wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
"What an unexpected boy. Someone will be responsible for this mess next!" Sandai smiled slightly.
The snowflakes were falling, and a smile appeared on the prince's indifferent face: "From now on, I won't be lonely anymore. Someone will play this game with me again. Ha!"
The moment he finished speaking, the prince's face immediately changed. The mark of the Moon God between his eyebrows disappeared.
"Yan Ruxue, you are right. I am indeed not the fifth generation, but the young master Fusu!" Nine phantoms of heavenly dragons appeared behind the prince. His long hair danced wildly. The prince said with a half-smile but not a smile, with an evil handsome face.
It's enough to make thousands of girls obsessed with it.
"Sect Master!" Yue Wuxie, Feng Ge and others showed excitement in their eyes, looking straight at the figure under the shadow of the silver moon. The figure was dressed in white like snow. Feng Ge and others vaguely saw that a few years ago, Yu
Luoxia Swordsmanship, the figure who guides the country.
"Emperor! Emperor!" Thousands of blood prison soldiers roared. In the past, they had accompanied the emperor to fight against hell and the God of War. This figure had long been engraved in the depths of their souls, and they would never forget it in their lifetime!
Tens of millions of blood prison troops roared, and their voices turned into a sound of heaven and earth, sweeping out.
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen came dressed in white and held a sword. When he saw those familiar faces, the indifference on Ye Chen's face became a little gentle, and there was a smile.
"I am back!"
"It's been a long time since I've been on this stage. Without me, it's going to be a lot less exciting!"
The shadow of the silver moon appeared behind, and the cold moonlight seemed to dye Ye Chen's long hair with a layer of silver.
Even Ye Chen's dark eyes had a layer of silver, which looked extremely cold.
Lowering his eyes, Ye Chen looked down from a high position, looking down at the tens of millions of troops fighting below. His eyes passed over the piles of corpses, the army of the God of War and the army of Tiangang. Anyone who met his eyes would feel horrified in the hearts of the people of Tiangang, and the God of War
There is no one who does not hold his head high and his chest high.
"Thank you for your hard work, I'm back!" Ye Chen walked forward step by step. Although his voice was low, it reached everyone's ears very clearly.
Hard work! Defending the homeland, the warrior men will die in battle outside the territory, but they never feel hard work.
"I'm back!" Ye Chen continued. The first sentence seemed to be addressed to this world, the second sentence was addressed to the thousands of martial gods and creatures, and the third sentence was addressed to the prince and others.
"The title of Moon God is very heavy. This heavy title has been with me for a year. Now, I give it back to you!" The prince said with a half-smile but not a smile, and looked at each other. He could feel an extremely oppressive feeling in Ye Chen's body.
This year, he has become stronger.
"Thank you!" Ye Chen nodded slightly. From Yan Ruxue's few words before, he could also guess some clues. Over the past year, the prince had taken his place, defended the God of War, and repelled the Yan and Zhao armies several times.
"Oh, Fifth Generation, it's rare for you to hear the word "thank you" from your mouth. My eyes have the same color as the night. This place is also the homeland I defend!" Broken Sword pointed at the Martial God Nebula in the distance, and the prince said calmly.
, ink-like darkness and white snowflakes alternated behind him, nine phantoms of heavenly dragons danced wildly, and the majestic breath surged out of the prince's body. Previously, he wanted to conceal his body skills and only used the rules of ice.
But now that Ye Chen is back, he is no longer someone's substitute, he is the prince, a prince who uses heaven and earth as his chess and all the people as his son.
Holding the falling snow, the prince lowered his eyes and looked at the surging figures around him, and chuckled: "Today, this situation is not easy to break!"
"It's okay, I'm here!" Ye Chen said calmly.
It's okay, I'm here! This simple sentence made Han Jian and others excited. Facing hundreds of millions of ice in Tiangang, and countless strong men, only the sect leader could be so calm and confident.
Han Jian and others had blindly worshiped Ye Chen. When Ye Chen said these words, they were convinced that the former God of War was fine.
"Still as confident as ever, nothing has changed!" The prince's tone was extremely relaxed. He looked down at the army of warrior gods with high morale and sighed secretly. Even if he transformed into the fifth generation moon god, his own morale was not so strong.
Some people are born with an extraordinary charm in their words and deeds. In the eyes of the prince, Ye Chen is this kind of person.
"Five generations have not died, the vast world, only my blood prison!" The dragon of life and death roared, transformed into its true body, and rushed straight towards the enemy.
"In the vast world, only I am the Blood Prison!" Tens of millions of Blood Prison troops seemed to have infinite power in their bodies at this moment, like surging waves of anger, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.
Ye Pojun held down his visor, his eyes flashed with sharpness, he raised the giant sword in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Silver Armored Cavalry!"
"Invincible!" Like a torrent of steel, the silver-armored cavalry followed Ye Pojun galloping on the battlefield. Wherever they passed, figures were knocked over, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Ye Wushuang was high-spirited, standing on the towering chariot. Seeing Ye Chen appear, he no longer had any scruples, and commanded the army more skillfully, with endless formations emerging.
When the army below began to counterattack, a layer of frost formed on Yan Ruxue's face. She raised her snow-white sword eyebrows and walked towards Ye Chen holding the imperial sword. A monstrous murderous intention surged out: "You, as expected, have not
Fall!"
"You are the one who killed Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo!"
"Who would have thought that the majestic fifth-generation moon god would actually sneak into Tiangang and have such courage!"
There was a trace of surprise in Yan Ruxue's eyes. When he led the army to the expedition, Ye Chen was still in the Wei Kingdom. According to the Wei Emperor's temperament, he would never let this person go. Unexpectedly, he would come here at the last moment.
"You overestimate the Emperor of Wei and underestimate this person!" Yan Ruxue secretly said, just a few thousand feet away from Ye Chen, "In the past, I allowed you to escape safely in the Yan Kingdom. I have sworn that if one day, I will appear.
In the hands of my eyes, I will kill you!"
"Today, since you came to my door in person, I will behead you!"
"To sacrifice the spirits of Jing Ke and others in heaven, to avenge the shame of our country Yan!"
At the end, Yan Ruxue's voice shook the world, and a chill spread out with him as the center, forming a storm that penetrated the entire world.
In the storm, a bright sword light burst out again, rushing towards Ye Chen...