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Under the snowflakes, Ye Chen's whole person had already melted into this snowstorm.

The snow dyed his hair white, also covering the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen opened his eyes and sat on the snow, quietly reminiscing about the previous battle.

When a brilliant sword light shot out and quietly slashed through the necks of others, the blooming blood flowers fell weakly, this was a sword falling into the city!

Ye Chen's sword is like this, like snow, a light and fluttering sword, which makes people unable to catch it, before, this sword blended into the wind, but now, this sword blends into the snow.

The snowflakes fell, hitting Ye Chen's face, hands, and finally slanting on the Qilin Sword.

Ye Chen took out dozens of sword skills in the Qilin Ring, these sword skills came from the Ten Thousand Feather Sword Sect, and there were several earth-level sword skills.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, immersed in it, holding a book in his left hand, and pointing at the sword with his right hand, the sword fingers were involved, outlining a series of sword shadows.

The sword shadow pierced the surrounding space, and the spatial turbulence stirred the wind and snow, but Ye Chen didn't know it, immersed in his own world.

Ye Chen's world is still a scarlet world, Ye Chen is dressed in white and shengxue, holding a long sword, flying, thousands of swords are transformed into one sword, and one sword is transformed into ten thousand swords.

It wasn't until the night sky was full of stars that Ye Chen came to his senses, and his eyes were still slightly confused looking at the sword skills scattered on the side.

The cold wind blew Ye Chen's martial robe, Ye Chen's eyes slowly cleared, he took out a generation of moon god Peiyu, felt the sword intent on it, and a kind of enlightenment flowed in his heart.

His sword intent is lonely, and his sword skills are also lonely, because his sword skills are something that no one can see, and those who have seen it have all fallen into the ground and disappeared into the long river of time.

That kind of loneliness is indescribable, the loneliness that comes from the depths of the soul, like the loneliness of the ice and snow at the mountain peak, the loneliness of the shooting star in the winter night.

This is the sword intent of a generation, Ye Chen knows that if he wants to become a peerless swordsman, then he must learn to be alone, and only the sword in his hand can continue to accompany him.

Ye Chen couldn't help but see the figure that was close to a god, the man who had no friends in his life, only a sword.

"Ninety percent nine sword intent!" Ye Chen muttered softly, Ye Chen knew that he would not be able to comprehend ten percent of the sword intent of the generation in his life.

The sword intent of a generation is to live with a sword and die with a sword, he has no friends in his life, he is destined to be lonely and lonely, and Ye Chen has friends, Mu Chen, Xiao Fatzi, and so on.

"Everyone's loneliness is different, but the essence is the same!" Ye Chen flicked away the snowflakes, and the Qilin Sword resurfaced again.

Holding the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen pulled out his sword, and its loud sword groan resounded.

"There is still one step away from becoming ten percent sword intent, but this step has not been able to be crossed, so it will be fate!" Ye Chen brought out a sword, and the extremely simple sword contained endless mysteries.

"Then I will use my killing intent to merge into this sword intent and form ten percent sword intent!" Ye Chen whispered, and in an instant, an earth-shattering killing intent swirled in Ye Chen's heart, this was the killing intent formed after slaughtering tens of thousands of people.

Blood flows thousands of miles, corpses pillow thousands of mountains! Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. As soon as this killing intent appeared on Ye Chen's body, the air within a radius of several miles fell in vain, and the snowflakes were frozen in the void.

This killing intent that penetrated deep into the bone marrow caused Gu Hong in the distance to let out several mournful sounds, causing the space to ripple and make the heavens and the earth change color in vain.

On Wanyu Peak, Ning Ning and Ye Muwan's faces were very pale, and under this killing intent, their whole bodies had been infiltrated by cold sweat.

"This killing intent is his killing intent!" Ye Muwan's face was as white as snowflakes, his killing intent became more terrifying than before, although Ye Muwan knew that Ye Chen's killing intent was not aimed at her, but she still had palpitations for no reason.

"How many people did he kill?" Ning Ning said in a slightly trembling tone, the wind gusted on the snow-covered Wujian Peak, and Ning Ning could hear the howl of ghosts crying wolves in the sky.

"A lot!" Ye Muwan whispered: "As long as there is a reason to kill, then he will insist on it immediately, it was like this before, it is the same now, and it will be even more so in the future!"

On the steep mountain rock, Jian Yu stood with his sword in his hand, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, looking at Wujian Peak in the distance, and chuckled: "He has killed a martial artist in the Lingwu Realm!"

In this killing intent, Jian Yu could smell that there had been several Spirit Martial Realm martial artists who had died in Ye Chen's hands.

The killing intent was integrated into his own sword intent, and a sword shadow appeared above Ye Chen, and endless killing intent permeated it.

Standing on the cliff, Qing definitely had a trance-like feeling, as if he could hear the ghost crying wolf howl and screaming in the sword intent phantom.

This sword intent phantom blended into the killing intent of Ye Chen's life, the killing intent of the past and present lives, for a while, Ye Chen was like a peerless killing god, making people dare not look at it directly.

"My hands are stained with a lot of blood, how many people are there? I don't know, it's really a lot!" Ye Chen whispered, his eyes slowly confused.

Looking at the endless void, Ye Chen's gaze seemed to be able to travel through space, through time, to see his past life, and to see the first prey to die in his hands.

Ye Chen remembered that when he first became a killer, the first prey was a black-hearted businessman, a very obese middle-aged man, to this day, Ye Chen still remembers the tragic death of the fat man and the fear in his eyes.

The disgust of the first killing, the confusion of the first killing, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth were raised, his left hand was raised, and a touch of killing intent melted into the phantom of sword intent.

His thoughts continued to wander, and the second person Ye Chen killed was a young man, because he carried the business boss behind his back to raise Xiao Baimian, and the business boss distributed the hunt and kill order.

The third is the son of a merchant, because he has the sole right to inherit property, so he was killed by his uncle Ye Chen.

More and more figures flashed in front of Ye Chen's eyes, Ye Chen's left finger pointed out one after another, and every time he clicked out, a trace of killing intent merged into the sword intent.

It wasn't until the end of his previous life that Ye Chen realized that he had killed 2,312 people in his previous life, including old and young, from national leaders to market vendors.

"It turns out that so many people died at my hands in my previous life, two thousand three hundred and twelve!" Ye Chen muttered softly.

A smile emerged, this shallow smile was a little cold, Ye Chen shook his head slightly, and sighed: "That's a lifetime!"

The past life has become the past, left in the memories of the past, and has become the past, only this life is real.

In this life, the first person Ye Chen killed was Liu Mei's cousin, and to this day, Ye Chen still remembers that face, and there is still an unbelievable look on his dead face.

As soon as the guide fell, the murderous aura melted into the phantom of sword intent. Then there was Luo Jue, and then there were all kinds of people, people killed in the waste domain, people from the Liu family and the Luo family, people from the Han family, along the way, Ye Chen killed more and more people.

A trace of murderous aura slowly gathered, and every time a figure appeared in front of him, the killing intent around him became more and more vigorous.

Under this killing intent, Qing Jue and the others retreated a few steps back, and in their incredible gaze, the entire Wujian Peak had condensed a layer of frost.

The Xuan Ice Aura that was integrated into Ye Chen's body was also integrated into this killing intent, and the ice layer slowly spread, and a layer of frost condensed in the sky above Wanyu Peak.

For all this, Ye Chen completely ignored it, he was immersed in his own memories, and all that was floating in front of him was the people he had killed, one figure after another.

Slowly, Ye Chen was completely immersed in his memories, his experience in the past few years was like a reverse, Ye Chen was like a stranger, quietly watching this upside-down life.

From the first killing of the bloodline awakening, to killing Luo Jue for Li Shiyue, and then becoming the underworld to kill, and then entering the waste domain, bit by bit converged.

Going to the Jade Emperor Academy, the trip to the Imperial Capital, the trip to the Sword God Gate, and several defense battles, this scene appeared in Ye Chen's heart.

The wandering figure in front of him was getting faster and faster, at first Ye Chen could still call out the names of those people, but later, Ye Chen didn't know what those people were called.

These killing intents were integrated into Ye Chen's mind, the crazy slaughter of the Scorching Sun Sect, these figures continued to the present, and after a long time, no longer appeared in front of him.

In the end, there was only killing intent left in Ye Chen's heart, life was the beginning of death, death was the continuation of life, everything was in reincarnation.

Life and death are just a manifestation of reincarnation, in this endless killing, Ye Chen understands life and death, and a trace of understanding wells up in Ye Chen's heart.

There are also rules for killing, just like the rules of the wind! Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked at the murderous aura in front of him that seemed to be materialized, and as soon as he fell, the murderous aura melted into the phantom of sword intent.

At this moment, the killing intent in Ye Chen's whole body was completely integrated into the sword intent, and at the same time, Ye Chen also knew that the evolution of his sword intent was about to reach its peak after all.

"Representing that last trace of comprehension with killing intent, ten percent sword intent! The fourth sword intent tribulation, it's been a long time!" Ye Chen muttered softly, and in an instant, the sword intent phantom merged into Ye Chen's body, and there was no trace of killing intent in the void.

However, there is an inexplicable coercion in the void!