Three thousand sword shadows! Countless sword shadows turned into a giant sword, and terrifying pressure spread out from the giant sword.
Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the huge sword falling from the sky with a calm expression, without any trace of panic.
"Is that all?" Ye Chen murmured softly, pointing his left hand together as a sword. The cold air filled the fingertips, and a hissing sound resounded.
Raising his right foot slightly, Ye Chen casually took a step forward, but his figure disappeared strangely on the martial arts platform. Using the Wind Transformation Technique, his body was as light as the wind, making it impossible to catch his traces.
Cold air emerged from Ye Chen's fingertips. The cold air was constantly changing and turned out to be extremely powerful sword energy.
"One finger only for Qingcheng! Luo Shen!" Ye Chen murmured softly, his cold energy and sword energy intertwined, and finally formed a huge shadow.
This phantom was clearly an ice phoenix, as Ye Chen pointed it out.
This phantom rushed toward the falling giant sword like a rainbow, and Ye Chen's finger gestures changed uncertainly.
The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth became violent with Ye Chen's finger, and its terrifying pressure spread over the phantom.
Everyone looked at the scene in the void in surprise. This battle between fake soul martial artists was simply a visual enjoyment.
Seeing this, Yue Jingxian and others on the sword platform also stood up. Ye Chen's finger completely contained the sword intention.
When they noticed Ye Chen's sword intent, Yue Jingxian and others had a solemn expression on their faces, but Huang Wushuang always had a faint smile on his face.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, this huge shadow and the giant sword finally met.
An invisible space fluctuation spread, a dark crack suddenly emerged, and its energy wave spread in all directions.
An explosion suddenly sounded, and the light curtain outside the martial arts arena could not withstand the impact of this wave of energy. It shook continuously and became extremely dim, as if it could be shattered at any time.
The cracks in space are already spreading, and terrifying tearing force is coming.
The phoenix shadow and the giant sword were both shattered, and the light curtain gradually became void.
A terrifying tearing force came, and Ye Chen took a few steps back, summoning his true energy to resist the inexplicable tearing force. The same was true for Zhang Lin.
Seeing this, everyone was in an uproar. No one in the crowd could imagine that the sword moves of two people were so terrifying, and actually caused cracks in the space.
The body of Yue Jingxian flew out, Yue Jingxian's gestures changed erratically, and his sword energy shot out.
The coercion of the Soul Martial Realm spread, and its sword energies gathered together to form a new light curtain that enveloped the martial arts platform.
Seeing this, everyone just breathed a sigh of relief. If the light curtain was broken, it would be hard for everyone to imagine the terror of those waves of energy.
While resisting the tearing force from the spatial crack, Ye Chen stopped in vain, pointed his sword, and quickly pointed it forward.
The shattered phoenix shadow suddenly condensed. As Ye Chen pointed out his sword, the phoenix shadow turned into a sword shadow and shot towards Zhang Lin. Seeing this, everyone was in an uproar.
Zhang Lin did not expect Ye Chen to have a back-up move, and had to mobilize all his energy. Zhang Lin retreated several steps, controlling his body to avoid being swallowed by the space cracks, and swinging his sword to resist the sudden attack.
Seeing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, it was time to end!
"Qi Sword!" Cold shouts resounded in vain, and sword marks covered the entire fighting platform. However, at this moment, several sword qi shot out from the sword marks crazily.
The cold air filled the air, and Zhang Lin's retreat was completely blocked by these air swords. There were attacks from both front and rear, and Zhang Lin's figure also stopped.
At this point, Zhang Lin was still looking at the air swords around him with a little surprise. Where did these air swords come from?
The long sword was waving in Zhang Lin's hand. Zhang Lin had to concentrate his energy to face the attacks before and after. The sword energy was flying like a torrent.
When Zhang Lin's figure stopped, Ye Chen's figure moved, holding the sword, raising the sword, and drawing the sword.
With clean and neat movements, Ye Chen's body passed through the crack in space in vain and rushed towards Zhang Lin.
A white light emerged between the sky and the earth, flickering past. When Zhang Lin dissolved those Qi swords, he discovered that a figure had been standing in front of him at some point. And a sword with cold light had stopped.
On his neck, a little blood dripped down to the tip of the sword. Zhang Lin raised his head and looked at the young face in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.
"How is that possible?" At this moment, Zhang Lin forgot to fight back and looked at the thin figure in front of him in disbelief.
Waves of gasps sprung up from the stands, and everyone looked at this scene in disbelief.
What happened? How could the two people who were evenly matched before just count the seconds and decide the outcome?
Huang Wushuang and others could no longer sit calmly at this moment, and the heads of the foreign sects also stood up one after another, looking at Ye Chen and Zhang Lin thoughtfully.
"You lost!" Looking at Zhang Lin with a stunned face, Ye Chen said calmly.
That space crack still exists, tearing crazily in all directions, and rocks are being sucked in.
Ye Chen didn't even turn around, he raised his left palm slightly, flicked it lightly, and his energy surged out. The terrifying space crack gradually dissipated, and the previous tranquility returned to the void.
The cold sword undoubtedly told Zhang Lin that this was reality. Ye Chen raised the tip of the sword, and terrifying energy surged out.
Bang bang! Zhang Lin's body was directly knocked off the martial arts platform. Looking at this scene, everyone was speechless for a long time.
At this point, Zhang Lin still has difficulty understanding where those qi swords come from?
Huang Wushuang and others all looked at the sword marks on the fighting platform with deep meaning. After a long time, Liu Yuyan, the leader of Xiyue Peak, sighed softly: "What a terrible scheme!"
Ye Chen had already arranged these air swords from the beginning. The air sword that he had just started was not a test, but a killing move for this moment.
"Sword mark, cold air, air sword!" Yue Jingxian floated up and said to everyone: "Luoxia Peak wins with the wind!"
The people present who were initially confused reacted immediately after Yue Jingxian's reminder. They all looked at Ye Chen with horrified faces. Was this fight completely in his hands from the beginning?
The situation of this competition was completely controlled by Ye Chen. Zhang Lin broke out in cold sweat when facing one point.
"First I used the air sword to pretend to be a test, so I buried the air sword, used the sword marks to cover the air sword, and used the cold air to guide the air sword. It turns out that I was destined to fail from the beginning!" A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Lin's mouth.
And out.
"How is this possible?" Facing Zhang Lin's three thousand sword shadows, Yue Hen asked himself that he would not accept it so calmly. What shocked Yue Hen the most was Ye Chen's strength. At this moment, Yue Hen felt a sense of powerlessness.
spread in my heart.
Today, in this Sword Valley, everyone not only witnessed an unparalleled battle, but also witnessed the defeat of the old geniuses and the rise of the newcomers.
Cheers resounded like thunder throughout the Sword Valley, admiration for the strong has no boundaries, and everyone present expressed their respect with applause.
Especially Yue Wuxie and others stood up to cheer for Ye Chen.
Ye Chen not only won applause from this battle, but also gained face for Luoxia Peak.
The masters of Xingchen Peak all raised their hands to Huang Wushuang and said, "Congratulations, nephew Wushuang, Luoxia Peak finally has a genius!"
Hearing this, Huang Wushuang smiled faintly and looked at Ye Chen, who was as indifferent as water, with a smile on his face. Is this his limit?
"Maybe this is just the tip of the iceberg!" Huang Wushuang still couldn't see through Ye Chen, who felt like a pool of stagnant water to him.
Jingyue Jingxian announced the result of the competition. Ye Chen made a sword salute to Huang Wushuang, turned around, and walked down the martial arts platform.
Halfway through, Ye Chen seemed to notice something, raised his head, looked at a figure in the stands, and smiled faintly.
Seeing Ye Chen's gaze, Yuehen's face turned gloomy. He knew that if he defeated Bu Jingxian Queen, he would eventually have a battle with Ye Chen.
A few days ago, Yuehen was looking forward to a battle with Ye Chen because he was confident that he could defeat Ye Chen.
However, at this moment, Yuehen no longer had that confidence.
Facing Ye Chen's provocative eyes, Yuehen could only gnash his teeth in anger.
Seeing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly and walked towards the Luoxia Peak disciples. People around him made way for him...