From the huge stone sword, several sharp auras spread out.
With his body slightly tilted, Ye Chen's eyes fell on several figures above the griffon. Ye Chen felt a strong aura from these people.
This momentum is like an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge clearly visible. Is this a disciple of the Sword Temple?
The aura flowing around these Sword God Sect disciples is very similar to the techniques used by the Sword God Sect disciples, exuding a unique aura.
The huge stone sword made the slender figure stand out even more. Several of its figures took several steps across and jumped directly into the sky above the Luoying Colorful Valley.
The leader among these Sword Temple disciples is a young man. There is always a faint smile hanging on the corner of this young man's mouth, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
Behind the young man were six Sword God disciples. These six Sword God disciples were all Soul Martial Realm warriors.
The griffin hovered in the void, and its seven powerful auras exploded. The coercion of the seven Soul Martial Realm warriors covered up the sword intent in the colorful valley of Luoying.
"Thousands of years ago, your sword intention could dominate the world, but now, this fragmentary sword intention is so fragile!" The young man smiled lightly, raised his sword finger, and suddenly fell towards the colorful valley of fallen flowers below.
In an instant, an invisible space ripple spread out and hit the vortex above the Fallen Flowers Valley.
Its loud sword roar resounded, and a terrifying sword intent erupted from the giant sword.
Seeing this, Lu Shixiong and the others looked at the young man with solemn expressions, bowed slightly to him and said, "Your Excellency, this is the center of our three sects!"
Before Lu Shixiong finished speaking, the young man chuckled: "There are some things that you can't touch!"
After a pause, the young man took a step forward. The terrifying pressure swept out, and the pressure was like a mountain pressing on the three of Lu Shixiong, "Sometimes, some words can bring disaster to the sect.
Isn’t it?”
The stone sword flew into the air, and the young man and others slowly walked towards the void of Luoying Colorful Valley. The auras of the seven people were completely gathered together. Every time they took a step, their auras tightly locked the three of Lu Shixiong.
A simple sentence brings an irresistible momentum to people, this is the disciple of the Sword Temple.
Bang bang! When the young man took the ninth step, the figures of Lu Shixiong and the others suddenly shook. Under this momentum, the three figures had to retreat dozens of steps back, and a trace of blood followed the three people's faces.
Drops from the corners of the mouth.
"You said this is the important place for your three sects?" The young man continued: "Whether it was before or not, now this place only belongs to the Sword Temple!"
Hearing this, the expressions of Lu Shixiong and others changed slightly. Feeling the terrifying aura on the young man's body, Lu Shixiong sighed slightly. Compared with the behemoth of the Sword Temple, they really couldn't afford to offend him.
"Humph!" Lu Shixiong and the others snorted coldly, waved their sleeves, turned around and left helplessly, and jumped several feet away.
Just one name is enough to force three Soul Martial Realm warriors to retreat. This is the intimidating power of the Sword Temple. The warriors who were previously forced to retreat looked at Lu Shixiong and the others mockingly.
"These three people are very knowledgeable!" the young man said lightly, his eyes slightly lowered, looking at the giant sword in the whirlpool and the groove in the valley. The hot blood poured into the stone groove, and there was an inexplicable murderous intention.
It spreads out in the valley.
"The Holy Son's prophecy is good. It seems that the sword with the sharp edge will appear today!" The young man whispered: "However, this sword is something that the Holy Son values so. So no one can step into the Valley of Fallen Flowers today!"
"If you want to break this sword formation, the only solution is blood sacrifice!" The young man raised his right hand and grabbed it outside the valley in vain.
At the same time, invisible energy surged out from the young man's right hand, directly forming an invisible hand shadow. With a sweep of the hand shadow, dozens of warriors were directly thrown into the Luoying Colorful Valley.
The sword energy was like falling stars, streaking across the sky, directly shattering the bodies of these warriors. For a moment, blood mist spread and finally gathered on the stone trough.
The killing intent became colder and colder, and the vortex in the void descended in vain, pouring into the stone trough. At the same time, the giant sword condensed from the sword intention did not enter the stone trough.
For a moment, the entire valley seemed to have turned into an ice cellar, and endless chill spread over the stone trough.
On top of the solitary peak, the old man chuckled in vain, stared at the Fallen Flowers Valley, and chuckled: "This Sword Temple actually plans to use the Jue Blade War Sword. How can other people get their hands on the belongings of my White Tiger clan!"
"Seven Soul Martial Realm warriors!" Jue Zhan said calmly: "Compared to the disciples of the Moon Temple, the strength of the disciples of the Sword Temple is much stronger!"
"The birth of the Absolute Blade War Sword requires a blood sacrifice, so the blood of a Soul Martial Realm warrior is not just right!" The woman who had not spoken yet chuckled.
Hearing this, both the old man and Jue Zhan Jian frowned. If these seven people were forcibly killed, the Sword Temple would definitely investigate them.
Ding! The clear sound of sword chants resounded in the Luoying Colorful Valley. For a moment, countless sword energy crisscrossed the Luoying Colorful Valley. The seven young people still walked towards the stone trough, their hand movements changing unsteadily, relying on the terrifying
Cultivation suppresses the sword energy around him.
Fallen flower petals were floating in the air, and the entire Fallen Flower Valley became a mess, losing its previous beauty.
Suddenly, an invisible ripple spread out from the stone trough, and a sword carved like jade emerged. The top and bottom of the sword were extremely scarlet, as if it was soaked in a pool of blood.
A terrifying sword intent is condensed on the sword. Not only that, there is also a shocking killing intent in this sword!
In front of the valley, Ye Chen frowned slightly, feeling the increasing sword intent, and murmured softly: "The sword intent is a bit familiar, but also a bit unfamiliar!"
"It's somewhat similar to the second generation's sword intention, but not exactly?" Ye Chen whispered: "Who is this Juebian, and why does his sword intention have the shadow of the second generation!"
Han Jian and others used their true energy to resist this inexplicable pressure. Similarly, when facing this sword intent, they couldn't help but think of the stone statue of the Moon God above the sword path.
"This is the sword that has slaughtered millions of living beings!" Even though he was a Soul Martial Realm warrior, when faced with the murderous intent contained in the sword, the young man's face also showed emotion.
Ten meters away, the young man and others were still ten meters away from the sword. The young man raised his right hand again, and his energy surged towards the stone trough. However, before he got close to the stone trough, his terrifying sword intent
Directly destroy the energy.
At the same time, it was as if the actual sword intent was suppressed directly on the young man. Bang bang, the young man took a few steps back, and a trace of blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes became extremely sharp in vain. The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled: "Thousands of years ago, your master fell here. Now you are just a sword. After all, this sword is not your sword."
meaning!"
The shadow of the sword condensed out behind the young man. The young man's right hand held the shadow of the sword in vain, and the shadow of the sword crashed down with the force of thunder.
Bang Bang! The space shattered in vain. Two sword intents clashed. After all, the young man took the top. Endless sword intent surged towards the sword. The young man took several steps in succession. Just when the young man was about to hold the sword.
.
A sword chant resounded, and a sword intent that was even more terrifying than before exploded, directly piercing the young man's soul.
Bang bang! The young man's figure fell backwards like a kite with its string broken, looking at the sword in horror.
No, the young man should be looking at the sky above the sword, where three figures emerged, and they were the three Juezhan people.
The appearance of these three people not only attracted the attention of the disciples of the Sword Temple, but also attracted the attention of everyone outside the valley. The Qilin Ring flashed a red light, and at the same time the Fire Qilin's surprised voice also resounded in Ye Chen's mind: "White Tiger"
Clan!"
"These three people are from the White Tiger clan!" Huo Qilin's voice was filled with surprise. He did not expect to meet people from the four ancient clans here.
"White Tiger Clan!" Ye Chen's eyes did not change. He had noticed the aura of these three people and the aura of Xuan Bing Jue on the lonely peak in the distance before. He did not expect that these three people were authentic members of the White Tiger Clan!
"It seems that the four ancient clans have not withdrawn from the stage of the Martial God Continent. The four ancient clans, the three major halls, and the Sword God Sect are undoubtedly the weakest existence today. The road to the Moon God has a long way to go.
It’s far away!” Fire Qilin sighed softly.
Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head slightly. Regardless of the three major palaces or the four major ancient clans, none of this has anything to do with him.
Raising his head, Ye Chen stared at the three figures. He felt an extremely terrifying aura on the three figures.
The young man also looked at the three people and said coldly: "White Tiger Clan!"