The fluttering petals were all still in the void at this moment, and Ye Chen's whisper echoed between the heavens and the earth: "Many years ago, my name was the fifth generation!"

A melodious sword groan sounded between heaven and earth, and the Qilin Sword vibrated in Ye Chen's hand.

The sword is unsheathed because of the swordsman, and the sword also hides the edge because of the swordsman.

Ye Chen turned around, looking at Qianchuan Xue with a slightly tender gaze, and the bits and pieces of the past ten years surged into Ye Chen's heart.

The withered yellow hand swept across the wrinkled face, and the former face was gone, who could have imagined that this was a face that was enough to subvert the common people.

Qianchuan Xue's delicate body trembled slightly, she knew that Ye Chen had found the past.

Thinking of the scene when Qianchuan Xue bathed herself for the first time, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.

Qian Chuanxue glared at Ye Chen, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for eating tofu day and night for the past ten years, alas!" Ye Chen sighed slightly, his clear eyes as bright as stars.

A rare touch of crimson drifted across Qianchuan Xue's face, and she pretended to be indifferent: "You are a man from this palace, why do you talk about eating tofu?"

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth grew, and then, his face turned straight: "The best years to accompany a fool, thank you for your hard work!"

Ye Chen still remembers the scene where Qianchuan Xue passed on her vitality to herself every night, perhaps the most romantic thing in the world is to grow old with you.

Fingertips swiped across the silver threads, Ye Chen sighed slightly, she had paid too much for herself.

Chikawa shook her head. said lightly: "You can break the imperial capital for me." Why can't I spend my life for you?"

Looking at each other, Ye Chen saw persistence in Qianchuan Xue's eyes, which belonged to Qianchuan Xue's unique persistence.

Regardless of whether others understand it or not, Qianchuan Xue has always adhered to her persistence, and she took Ye Chen to find the past.

"Crazy!" Wang You snorted, his expression was a little ecstatic, he saw the change in Ye Chen, especially the wooden face on his face was no longer there.

Hearing this, Ye Chen turned around and smiled indifferently. This guy has been nagging himself for ten years, and he complains to himself every night.

"With me, Huacheng will be fine!" Ye Chen's voice was calm, but it gave people a power of trust.

Wang Youyan breathed a sigh of relief. He was convinced that Ye Chen could do it.

"The guy who stepped into the coffin in half a step, tsk!" In the void, the old man shook his head slightly and chuckled.

Hearing this, Ye Chen turned around and looked at the void with a calm expression, his gaze swept over the flying petals and landed on the old man.

An inexplicable chill swept in, and the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth immediately froze, and the moment his gaze touched Ye Chen. The figure shuddered suddenly.

What kind of eyes is this, but Gujing's gaze gives people an inexplicable vicissitudes.

"Can a rusty sword kill?" The sword finger flicked the Qilin sword lightly, Ye Chen muttered to himself, and the melodious sword groan echoed.

The Qilin Sword shook slightly, its petals fell on the sword, and it was not cut, and the sword had been rusted for almost ten years.

"The sword is already rusty, so it will be baptized with blood, what do you say, old man?" Ye Chen took a step forward. His steps were still faltering, but this step seemed to tread the whole world under him.

The faint sunlight tore through the clouds in vain and sprinkled over the courtyard, swirling with vitality and condensing into more petals. Vibrant petals.

The petals of vitality fell and fell on Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue. Finally, it is integrated into the two-person body.

Chikawa, in fact, the customs I know are not only to take you to kill. In the world, there is another very romantic thing, and that is to accompany you to slowly become younger.

The faint true qi was circulating in Ye Chen's body, growing stronger, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the vitality hovering in the sky, "These vitality is enough to restore the vitality that dissipates in the body, but to restore to the peak, these are far from enough!"

The old man's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness appeared in his heart, and he waved his sleeve robe and shouted, "Catch him!"

Before the words fell, dozens of sword lights swept out, and the breath of more than a dozen white-clothed martial artists tightly locked Ye Chen, and his sword momentum unfolded, surging like a torrent.

"Revenant? I've killed many times ago, but I forget how many I've killed. Ye Chen muttered, his expression was unwavering, as if there was nothing in the world that could move him anymore, at least not these white-clothed warriors in front of him.

The snow is like a dancing butterfly, fluttering.

The sword light that came from it tore through the sky, but the moment the sword light touched the snow, it collapsed.

The eyes of the white-clothed warriors froze at this moment, and the flying snow became eternal in their eyes.

The vision became blurred, and the vitality dissipated within the bodies of dozens of white-clothed warriors.

The cold wind swept through the snowflakes, and the snowflakes fell on the white-clothed warriors, and dozens of crystal clear ice sculptures emerged. The faint sunlight shone on it, refracting rays of light.

This light fell into the old man's eyes was so dazzling, this scene was so weird, he didn't even know what was going on, his panicked expression was inadvertently revealed, and the old man instinctively retreated.

The old man didn't dare to look directly at the waveless gaze of the ancient well, and the true qi in the body gushed out, churning endlessly, hissing. The surging True Qi turned into a shield of True Qi, and only in this way did the old man feel a sense of security.

"Many years ago, this seat also killed the Spirit Martial Realm!" A flat voice suddenly sounded in the old man's ears, like a magic sound, hovering in his mind for a long time.

The vitality that permeated the void surged wildly and submerged into Ye Chen's body.

A weak snowflake swirled around the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen took Qian Chuanxue's hand, took a step forward, and the hanging Qilin Sword slowly raised, pointing at the old man.

The snowflake turned into a long rainbow and shot straight out, shattering the True Qi Shield like a devastation, and in just an instant, weak snowflakes appeared in the old man's eyes.

The snowflakes swirling around were so beautiful, and the old man's face turned pale in an instant, as if he was in an ice cellar, "Martial Will?"

A terrifying will melted into the snowflakes, and the old man could only watch the snowflakes fall, bang!

The blood flashed, the snowflakes submerged into the old man's eyebrows, and a striking blood hole emerged, and blood jets splattered out.

The terrifying will directly wiped out the old man's soul, and his body staggered, like a kite with a broken string, falling weakly.

Bang bang! The blood light appeared, dyeing the sea of flowers all over the court, Wang You and Yu Song both looked at this scene in disbelief, "The Lingwu Realm has fallen?"

Stepping on the snow, Ye Chen walked towards the void with his sword, his figure was still thin, but it couldn't be ignored (the fastest update).

The dress was flying, and Qianchuan Xue followed closely behind Ye Chen, her face was like a pool of stagnant water, and she didn't make waves, "This is your style, Ye Chen!"

The sound of killing in the void had become extremely muffled at some point, and most of the martial artists had noticed Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue who had stepped into the air.

Hua Wujian and the others were struggling hard, breathing a sigh of relief slightly, and gathered together.

Hua Wujian's expression was slightly stunned, his eyes were a little complicated, and he looked at the figure that came from the air, "Crazy, Qianchuan!"

Hua Wujian sighed slightly, feeling Ye Chen's aura fluctuations, he knew that Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xuelai were just adding two revenant souls.

"I remember a lot ago, I was like this!" Ye Chen muttered softly, his long hair like snow falling down, and he walked towards the young man and the others step by step.

The young man's sword frowned slightly, and he took a step forward with his sword, hundreds of white-clothed warriors were all behind the young man, and the terrifying momentum rushed into the sky, sweeping out like a monstrous wave, this terrifying momentum wave was enough to drown Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue.

Raising his head, Ye Chen still had a calm and breezy look, his eyes swept over the young man and the others, and he muttered softly: "Qianchuan, you say, can they stop me?"

Hearing this, Qian Chuanxue shook her head and smiled gracefully: "Many years ago, they couldn't stop you, and many years later, the same will be true!"

"Unstoppable!" Ye Chen muttered, and a long-dormant aura awakened in his body, and this aura had been silent for ten years.

The dim Moon God Mark also gradually burst out with brilliant silver light, and in an instant, a majestic momentum appeared on him, holding a sword alone, just by virtue of this general trend, Ye Chen completely suppressed the white-clothed warrior's side.

"The most romantic thing is to slowly get younger together, what do you say?" Ye Chen chuckled, and the white-clothed hunting sounded.

Lifting the step, Ye Chen took a step forward, just this step, a melodious sword groan broke out in the void in vain, and the momentum on Ye Chen's body became more and more terrifying, refining martial arts, qi martial arts, soul martial arts, spiritual martial arts!

The terrifying momentum swept out, surging towards the young man and the white-clothed warrior, and the snow fluttered wildly in the sky, bringing a piercing killing intent.

With a burst of exclamation, more than a thousand white-clothed warriors retreated backwards, and under the impact of the majestic momentum, these people were like a lonely boat in the sea.

retreated again and again, fully retreating hundreds of feet, and the blood mist spread, staining the sky with red snow.

Bang bang! The young man and the rest of the Spirit Martial Realm also retreated a few steps back, except for the young man, there was no blood on the corner of his mouth, and everyone else had a trace of blood on their faces.

His face was a little pale, and the young man's eyes showed obvious shock, how could this terrifying momentum come from a late twilight person?

Hua Wujian and the others were also stunned, such a terrifying momentum, he was really crazy?

With his clothes fluttering, Ye Chen walked forward with his sword, "Old man, it's time to get bloody!"

"Kill him!" the young man said lightly, the sword weapon in his hand brought up afterimages, and the ice rules were surging like a tide, and the snow around him condensed into ice swords.

Bang! As soon as the young man's footsteps fell, the Ten Thousand Ice Swords shot out with one of his swords.

Dozens of Lingwu Realm even came out with swords, following the Ten Thousand Dao Ice Sword, each with a fierce look in his eyes, although this old man's momentum was terrifying, but after all, it was Lingwu Realm, how could he parry the power of everyone.

No one could stop Ye Chen's pace, not even the Ten Thousand Dao Ice Sword that had been transformed by the cold ice rules in front of him.

"Condensing the Ice Rules, yes, it's a pity that you shouldn't use the Ice Rules in front of this seat!" Ye Chen shook his head and said lightly: "Many years ago, this Ice Rule was under the control of this seat, and it was still the same for many years. ”