An ice sword tens of feet long, with endless sword energy surrounding it, pierces the sky.
"What a powerful sword!" Mu Chen said lightly. This ice sword actually made him feel palpitations and inexplicable sadness.
"This is the sword tomb, the place where swords are buried! Could it be that what is buried here is not the body of a certain ancestor, but this ice sword!" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly while constantly calling for the fire in the Qilin Ring.
Qilin, but Fire Qilin never responded. Now Ye Chen is obviously in the Sword Tomb. The Fire Qilin wanted to come to the Sword Tomb by himself at the beginning, but why?
"It is widely rumored that there are mountains of pills inside the Sword Tomb, swords everywhere, and countless techniques. It seems that not only the world has made a mistake, but my Ye family has also made a mistake!" Ye Chen said calmly.
Qianchuan Xue glanced at Ye Chen lightly, and at the same time, she raised her right hand slightly. Under the bloody moonlight, the original blood-colored crystal turned into a white crystal, which looked so weird at this moment.
Suddenly, a trace of sword energy emerged from Qianchuan Xue's fingertips. A cut was made on the slender finger, and a drop of blood fell on the white crystal stone.
"Roar!" A deafening roar of a tiger suddenly sounded on the ice field. In the surprised eyes of Ye Chen and the others, a shadow emerged from the white crystal stone.
The shadow shook, and it turned out to be a roaring white tiger looking up to the sky. It was lifelike and showed endless majesty. His surprised eyes moved away from the shadow. Qianchuan Xue said lightly to Ye Chen: "You dripped blood!"
A drop of blood? Ye Chen looked at Qianchuan Xue with a little doubt, but the latter didn't explain anything. He raised his right hand slightly, and the sword energy made a slit on the fingertip. A drop of blood shot out and landed on the white with incomparable accuracy.
On top of the crystal, the white crystal suddenly trembled, and a shadow emerged from the white crystal. Immediately, it was a soaring green dragon, lifelike.
"Roar!" A roar like a dragon from above the nine heavens sounded in the ears of the three people. In the surprised eyes of the three people, the white tiger and green dragon kept flying. At the same time, the white crystal stone also fell from Qianchuan Xue's hand.
Floating out from above, under the pull of the two phantoms, it actually shot towards the ice sword. The moment before it came into contact with the ice sword, the white crystal suddenly exploded and turned into a silver streak.
Sword energy.
At the same time, two phantoms merged into the sword energy, and the sword energy shot into the ice sword. A deafening sword roar suddenly sounded, and with the ice sword as the center, several cracks suddenly appeared in the ice.
As the sound of sword chants emerged, the surrounding sword energy rolled up, and finally formed a silhouette.
The figure was holding a sword in one hand. It was extremely hazy and they couldn't see clearly their true appearance, but the three of them could feel that the figure was watching them.
The figure slowly emerged. At this moment, the three of them noticed the face of the man. His long hair was scattered on his white clothes. Only a white belt was used to tie the front hair back. His whole body exuded the same sword as his.
He had the same cold temperament, and his whole body exuded an icy aura. His eyes were like a god looking down at an ant, holding a seven-foot green peak in his hand.
"Who are you?" Ye Chen took a step forward and looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared warily, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Qi Martial Realm? This level is not enough!" The middle-aged man said coldly, and his voice turned into thunder and floated across the sky. The three of them all took a step back. Just one word was so terrifying.
"Do you know how to sword?" The middle-aged man remained motionless, his cold gaze focused on Ye Chen, and he said calmly, his tone full of irresistible majesty.
The Qilin Sword in his hand suddenly trembled, as if surrendering to the king. At this moment, Ye Chen actually felt a hint of fear from the Qilin Sword. Ye Chen's face darkened slightly, and his true energy surged out of his body like a tide. In an instant,
The Qilin sword chanted continuously, and at the same time, the sword energy filled the air, but it was still trembling. In response, Ye Chen coldly shouted: "Qilin!"
After Ye Chen shouted, the Qilin Sword suddenly stopped shaking. In response, the middle-aged man nodded slowly and said lightly: "Not bad!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man suddenly took a step forward, and the long sword held in his right hand slowly raised upwards, crossing an arc. In an instant, the figure swayed in the void.
Countless sword shadows emerged, swaying with the figure, one illusion of ten, ten illusions of hundreds, hundreds of illusions of thousands, up to tens of thousands. Countless sword shadows floated above the entire void, and the middle-aged man was located
In the shadow of the sword, the long sword in his hand had separated from his right hand at some point, and instead floated strangely in the void. At this moment, the middle-aged man actually smiled faintly at Ye Chen.
His figure suddenly trembled. Ye Chen had seen this sword before, and he had seen it from Ye Chen, but the power Ye Wen displayed was far inferior to the middle-aged man in front of him.
With a raised hand, thousands of swords descended from the sky, and the entire ice layer suddenly shattered. The ice sword actually shot into the air, and the entire sky became distorted. What followed was a pitiful sword chant.
Under the ice sword that was several feet long, the middle-aged man looked so small. However, the middle-aged man only raised his right hand slightly, and the ice sword floated strangely in mid-air.
"This sword is called Ten Thousand Swords! If you understand, you understand, if you don't understand, you still don't understand!" The middle-aged man raised his right finger slightly, and Ye Chen's figure suddenly trembled. In an instant, the middle-aged man just said
The image of that sword was very clearly imprinted in the depths of Ye Chen's mind. Even though Ye Chen deliberately ignored it, the image popped up from time to time.
"If you understand, it's yours. If you don't understand, it's still yours. It's up to you whether you understand or not!" The middle-aged man said lightly, and at the same time, he suddenly clenched his right hand, and the ice sword several feet long suddenly exploded and turned into pieces.
Ice crystals filled the sky and fell to the ground. However, in the void, a blood shadow emerged, filled with a heart-stopping aura. It was a jade pendant. With the eyesight of Ye Chen and the others, they could naturally see clearly what the jade pendant looked like.
The jade pendant is covered in blood and fire, and next to the jade pendant is a seven-foot thin sword floating. On the jade pendant, a large character with flying dragons and phoenixes appears: sword!
Looking at the sword characters, Ye Chen and the others trembled, and a terrifying sword intent emerged from the jade pendant, making the three of them as cold as if they were in an ice cellar.
Holding the seven-foot thin sword with his slender fingers, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence. He gently stroked the thin sword and murmured softly: "Long time no see!"
At the same time, the thin sword made a clear sword roar, and in an instant, the thin sword suddenly disappeared, followed immediately by the figure of the middle-aged man.
Above the void, there was only the blood-colored jade pendant floating. Regarding this, Ye Chen took a step forward, raised his hands in the void and said, "Senior!"
There were gusts of cold wind, and Ye Chen's reply was a whirring sound. After a long time, Ye Chen once again raised his hands into the void and said: "Senior!"
However, the entire void was terrifyingly silent, and not a single figure existed. At this moment, the blood-colored jade pendant floated towards Ye Chen strangely, and landed in the palm of Ye Chen's hand.
Hands were cold, Ye Chen looked at the jade pendant in his hand and the sword character in surprise, and another jade pendant could not help but appear in his mind. The jade pendant he saw in the ancestral attic that day, this jade pendant and the ancestral pavilion.
The jade pendant inside is very similar, but the only difference is the color and the characters engraved on it. The jade pendant in the ancestral pavilion was engraved with the word "hyphenation", while the one on this jade pendant is engraved with the word "sword".
"I've seen this kind of jade pendant before!" Qian Chuanxue took a step forward, looked at the jade pendant in Ye Chen's hand with a profound look in his eyes, and said lightly.
"In the sword tower of the Imperial Capital Jade Emperor Academy!" Ye Chen looked away from the jade pendant, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Qianchuan Xuedao. Hearing this, Qianchuan Xue nodded.
"Yes!" Qian Chuanxue's expression did not change, and she said calmly: "You have also seen this kind of jade pendant, in the Ye family's ancestral pavilion!"
Qian Chuanxue's tone was extremely affirmative. Ye Chen did not deny this, but nodded. Suddenly Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at the void above his head, and murmured softly: "Ye Family Ancestral Pavilion!"
"Qianchuan Xue, don't you feel familiar with that middle-aged man?" Ye Chen said lightly, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes, and the images that were buried in the depths of his memory came like a tide, and it was a haze.
A ruthless massacre was carried out under the hazy sky. The men roughly abused the women. After a few moments, there was no sound. A few days later, a boy crawled out from the pile of corpses, holding a hand.
With a thin sword, countless bloody killings followed. Day after day, year after year, inexplicable sadness spread in Ye Chen's heart.
"It's him!" Qian Chuanxue's eyes changed slightly. The middle-aged man who just appeared was clearly the man who experienced the illusion under the ice sword. However, the illusion was real, and the man was also real.
"Who is he?" Looking at the endless void, Ye Chen murmured softly, and at the same time, the jade pendant became more and more weird in Ye Chen's eyes.
Suddenly, the entire ice layer broke. At the same time, cold winds blew, and the blood moon above the void spun strangely. Countless skeletons crawled out from under the ice layer and stood motionless in place.
"The blood moon is reversed! We have to leave this sword tomb!" Qianchuan Xue also suddenly raised his head, looked at the rotating blood moon in the void, and murmured softly.
Before he finished speaking, the pale moonlight fell on Ye Chen and the three of them, and their figures disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, countless skeletons looked up to the sky and roared with compassion, and an ancient atmosphere was here.
The Blood Moon emerged from the void, and for a moment, countless screams filled the air...
At the same time, the ruined domain, Broken Sword Peak, the weakened peak seemed unusually silent, and the only sound left was the sound of the wind blowing through the sand and stones.
However, an invisible space ripple slowly spread out at the top of Broken Sword Peak, followed by three figures emerging...