"Shenzong Evian!" A plain voice resounded, breaking the dead silence of the scene. Qi""qi
The sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded. Evian took a step forward without any hesitation. In the surprised eyes of the surrounding people, Evian's figure appeared on the platform.
"Shen Zong Evian!" Many people recognized Evian, but they did not expect that Evian would be the first to stand up.
With every step he took, Evian's fighting spirit became stronger. When Evian stood in front of Ye Chen, the military robes all over his body made a loud noise.
"Shenzong Evian, please teach me!" Evian said lightly, endless fighting spirit burst out in his eyes, and a terrifying momentum suddenly erupted.
The aura of the fake spirit martial realm completely exploded, forming an aura that swept across the entire place, dragging Man Yao Feixue with it.
"A warrior needs a fearless heart!" Evian chuckled, holding the long sword behind his back, and the sword energy came out in vain.
"So, here I come!" The fighting spirit was permeated, and when Evian held the long sword, Evian's entire body was like an unsheathed sword.
"Fearless heart!" Ye Chen chuckled, his eyes slightly focused, and said calmly: "Shen Zong Evian, I remember it!"
Hearing this, Evian had a strange feeling, and an inexplicable feeling of pride spread in his heart, as if it was a great honor to be remembered by the young man in front of him.
The sword energy filled the air, transforming into several roaring giant dragons. The shadows of the giant dragons flew around Evian, tearing the void apart, and the turbulence of the void poured out crazily.
The sword intent was integrated into it, and the giant dragon even let out a roar.
The sword intent was condensed, and the momentum gradually reached its peak. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Evian took a step forward and swung the sword out.
A sword moved the sky, and several phantoms of dragons writhed in it, blending into the sword.
The sword intent was condensed, and Evian's sword tore through the sky, broke through the void, and penetrated the turbulent flow of space. In just a moment, its bright sword light appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes in just a few breaths.
A very strong sword! The strongest sword in the Fake Spiritual Martial Realm! At least in Evian's opinion, this sword is his strongest sword.
Facing this sword, half of the people present wanted to avoid its sharp edge.
Faced with this sword, a Lingwu realm warrior would be a little wary, but when faced with the blazing sword light, Ye Chen chuckled.
Ye Chen took a step forward, his right hands pointing together as swords. Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Ye Chen's right finger flicked down, and this finger suddenly landed on the bright sword light.
There is no sword intention, no rules, and no magical power on the 1st. Instead, this most direct finger is just a finger that integrates power.
This finger seemed to be blended into the power of thunder, and the power in it was enough to destroy everything. Its roar echoed wildly around, Ye Chen's finger broke through the sharp sword energy, shattered the condensed sword intent, and clicked
It landed on the tip of the sword.
The tip of the sword emerged, with a sword finger on one side and a sword tip on the other! The body collided with the sword, and in an instant, the explosion of metal clashing resounded, reverberating crazily around.
Bang bang! The roar resounded throughout the ground, and the long sword in Evian's hand collapsed instantly, turning into fragments and scattering. Its terrifying force followed the broken sword body and exploded on Evian's body.
The force exploded, and the force that was enough to destroy Yaodi directly made Evian lose consciousness all over his body.
Bang bang! Evian's whole body shook, like a kite with a broken string, falling backwards, blood seeping out, dyeing Evian's right arm red.
The scarlet liquid dyed the ground red, and Evian took several steps backwards. Every time he took a step back, a scarlet blood mark appeared on the snow.
With white clothes flying and black hair surging, this scene formed a strong contrast! Ye Chen took a step forward, followed closely behind Evian, raised Yi 1st with one finger, and Yi 1st used this most direct and final method.
A blow that impresses in a profound way.
This finger with no sword intent, no rules, and no magical powers was deeply imprinted in the depths of everyone's minds, and could not be erased or dispelled.
In Evian's astonished eyes, the shadow of the finger continued to enlarge, until finally, Evian closed his eyes in despair, "It turns out that the gap between you and me is so big!"
"A warrior not only needs a fearless heart, but also a persistence that will not give up until the end of the world!" A plain voice hovered next to Evian's ears.
The cold wind blew against Evian's face, the snow fell, and the cold feeling spread throughout Evian's body.
Evian opened his eyes, and what he saw was the young face. Man Yao's sword energy had dissipated at some point, and Evian knew that at the last moment, the young man stopped.
"You lost!" Ye Chen said calmly, it was snowing all day, but the snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering up the falling sunshine.
"I lost!" Evian sighed slightly, covering his right arm that seemed to have lost consciousness, and walked towards the Zongjie staggeringly.
"Although I lost, I at least taught my disciples a lesson. Warriors need a fearless heart!" After taking a few steps, Evian chuckled in vain: "At the same time, a persistent heart is needed!"
Looking at the figure gradually dissipating in the wind and snow, most of the people stood up one after another, looking at Ye Chen who was wearing white clothes, with deep awe in their eyes.
Even the second-rate sect masters and first-rate sect elders all looked horrified. They could not defeat a fake spiritual martial artist with only physical strength.
The surroundings fell into a dead silence, and Ye Chen looked indifferent. The previous finger was just a casual finger to him, but that finger was enough to obliterate warriors below the spiritual martial realm.
After four baptisms of sword intent and one baptism of spiritual energy, Ye Chen's body has become more and more abnormal.
Only those warriors in the martial arts realm who have been baptized by the spiritual energy of the dead many times can compare with the level of presence, but this kind of level is very rare.
"Where to go next?" Turning around, Ye Chen looked at the unconventional sect leaders below with a calm expression.
The unconventional sect leader couldn't arouse Ye Chen's interest, but some things needed to be done.
For a moment, a strange atmosphere filled the entire place. They were able to repel the fake spiritual martial arts warriors with just the power of their bodies. The fear of these unscrupulous sect masters towards Ye Chen had penetrated deep into their bones.
"Cihang Jiange Xu Ziling!" "Hua Gong Hua Wushuang!" "Huashan Mountains!" "Yaomen is outstanding!"
Four shouts resounded in vain from the four corners, and immediately, four quite powerful auras exploded, and four terrifying sword intents shot into the sky, breaking through the clouds in the sky.
Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at Yaokong, and said lightly: "Then, the four of you will come together!"
Four rays of sword light rushed toward the platform. When the sword light receded, four middle-aged people appeared.
Four powerful auras emerged, and their eyes were all looking at Ye Chen solemnly. Only when they really faced this figure did they realize how terrifying it was.
Like a child, Siru suppressed this absurd idea without any hesitation, and four bright sword lights shot out.
The sword light converged into a sword pillar that spanned the entire void and was tens of feet long, with four completely different sword intentions spreading within it.
The strongest blow from the four fake Lingwu Realm warriors! In just an instant, Ye Chen's figure was shrouded by the sword pillar that penetrated Yaodi. The sword's intention was to pull Yaodi's momentum and destroy Yaodi.
At this moment, the whole world went silent, and countless eyes were focused on the sword pillar that penetrated Yaodi. How would you deal with this sword and that entrance?
The wind blows, the snow flies, and the place where the snow falls is the sword pillar. The thin snowflakes fall on the sword pillar, the sword energy gathers, and the sword intention condensed into the sword pillar can't bear the weight of the snowflakes, and crashes
Broken apart.
The broken sword pillars turned into gusts of cold wind, which shook the flying snow.
And a figure in white clothes stepped out of the strong wind, stepping on the snowflakes, and its clothes made a rustling sound.
"Broken!" However, the figure of Shengxue in white turned into nothingness, and at the same time, four dull sounds echoed in the four corners in vain.
Bang bang! The four figures were like kites with broken strings, falling feebly towards the sect steps below.
Ye Chen's figure reappeared where he was standing before, looking at the four embarrassed figures with an indifferent expression.
"Afterimage!" Jian Yu's face was solemn. The figure that appeared earlier was an afterimage. At that moment, Ye Chen launched an offensive.
"It's so fast, all the attacks come from the flash of lightning!" The master of the Bajiang Pavilion also whispered. The young man became more and more terrifying. At least a few months ago, he did not have such speed.
The terrifying force exploded, and the four people were not killed, but their whole bodies seemed to temporarily lose consciousness, and their bodies fell hard on the sect steps.
After doing all this, Ye Chen turned around, raised his sword finger slightly, turned his body, pointed his sword finger at the location of the unruly sect below, and said lightly: "Let's go up together!"
Quiet! The surroundings quieted down, and the only sound left was the sound of snow falling to the ground.
The unconventional sect leaders all looked at Ye Chen in astonishment. He wanted to challenge the others on his own?
A strange atmosphere filled the hearts of everyone. There were nearly a hundred illegitimate sects present. Therefore, there were at least thirty fake spiritual martial arts warriors among these illegitimate sects.
Even if an ordinary Spiritual Martial Realm warrior encounters so many fake Spiritual Martial Realm warriors, he still has to avoid the edge temporarily.
With his eyes closed tightly, Ye Chen quietly waited for these final decisions.
The absolute silence brought an inexplicable pressure to me. These unruly sect leaders looked at each other for several times and still did not move for a day.
In their decades of practice, this is definitely the first time they have encountered such a thing.
"Come together, are we really so helpless?" A low-ranking sect leader whispered, and stood up suddenly, his terrifying aura filling the air.
"I'll do it!" The lowly sect leader took a step forward and landed directly on the platform.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the angry old man in front of him and said lightly: "Not enough!"
Bang bang! Dozens of breaths emerged again, and dozens more figures jumped onto the platform. Looking at these figures, Ye Chenyi said the same sentence on the 1st: "Not enough!"
Bang bang bang bang! All the unworthy sect leaders present stood up and stepped on the platform.
Nearly hundreds of terrifying auras condensed out, forming a general trend that enveloped Ye Chen.
At this moment, Ye Chen finally chuckled and looked at Yaoji with slightly confused eyes: "In a beautiful city, everything can be tilted, and the snow can also be used as a sword, and everything can be tilted down Yaoji!"