The mountain wind was still roaring on the sword path, and Ye Chen stood alone on the sword path.

Retracting his gaze, Ye Chen continued to operate the Xuanbing Technique in the Body, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi frantically surged towards Ye Chen's Body.

A few moments later, a shadow appeared from the sword path below.

The slender and slender figure looked so thin in the cold wind, as if it could be blown down by the mountain wind at any time.

Its green silk was messed up by the mountain wind, and Qianying stood motionless below, her gaze obviously looking towards Ye Chen.

Sensing this gaze, Ye Chen opened his eyes, turned around, and looked at the shadow below with a slight stunnedness.

Muscles are like snow, standing in the wind and snow, the figure of Qianchuan Snow seems to merge with the surrounding snow huā, regardless of each other.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, while Qianchuan Xue looked at the thin figure above in a complicated manner and did not say anything.

"Something's wrong!" it was Ye Chen who broke the silence first and spoke.

Hearing this, Qianchuan Xue still didn't say anything, turned around, quietly left, and disappeared at the end of the wind and snow.

Looking at this departing shadow, Ye Chen sighed slightly, this woman!

After Chikawa Xue left, another shadow resurfaced on the kendo, and its fiery nose looked particularly enchanting in the wind.

Feeling this breath of breath, there was a rare trace of astonishment in Ye Chen's eyes.

This is the breath of the wind god, Ye Muwan walked in the wind and snow, stood below, looked up at Ye Chen, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Obviously, the previous scene between Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue was seen by Ye Muwan.

As before, Ye Chen and Ye Muwan also fell into silence for a while.

If he looked at Ye Muwan with deep meaning, Ye Chen still spoke first: "Something!"

"No!" Ye Muwan's voice was still as crisp as in her memory, shaking her head slightly, Ye Muwan smiled gracefully, and said, "Just look, how are you lately!"

"It's okay!" Ye Chen said lightly, his heart sank slightly, this Ye Muwan and Qian Chuanxue obviously recognized their true identity.

Hearing this, Ye Muwan smiled faintly, turned around, and didn't say anything.

Since Ye Chen did not come to the Sword God Gate with his true identity, then he had his intentions1 Therefore, Ye Muwan did not say anything.

Turning around, Ye Muwan ran towards the road she came.

When Ye Muwan disappeared at the end of the sword path, Ye Muwan stopped, turned her back to Ye Chen and said, "Your killing intent is even stronger!" After speaking, Ye Muwan's figure turned into a streamer and disappeared at the end.

Looking at Ye Muwan's departing back, Ye Chen smiled faintly, she was still like that, unchanged at all.

Turning around, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the snow in the sky, as if a crisp voice surrounded his ears: "If one day, my sword can't pull you back from the killing, then I will kill you!"

Lonely peaks, wind and snow, mountain roads, Ye Chen's figure seems so lonely in this world.

"Since you're here, why don't you see it、, Ye Chen suddenly spoke, and the mountain wind carried his voice and sprinkled on the mountain road.

A white figure emerged behind Ye Chen, strolling over and standing beside Ye Chen.

Catching a glimpse of this familiar figure, Ye Chen smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

This figure, the familiar sound of the piano has accompanied the time for several months, looking at this figure, Ye Chen's eyes showed a trace of reminiscence.

There was endless darkness below, and there were stars in the sky overhead, Li Shiyue also looked at this familiar figure, smiled gracefully, and said, "Congratulations!" Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly and still didn't speak.

The wind swirled between the two, and at this moment, Li Shiyue felt a sense of loss for some reason.

This feeling is amazing, although the two are a few meters apart, Li Shiyue feels that the two are a world apart.

"You look at it relatively lightly, the disciples of the Sword God Sect are all eager to become the champion of the Five Peaks Great Competition!" After a pause, Li Shiyue continued: "So I congratulate you!"

Raising his right hand slightly, Ye Chen held the falling snow huā, and said lightly: "Martial arts is not as simple as the Five Peaks Great Comparison at one time, isn't it?" Hearing this, Li Shiyue nodded meaningfully, sighed slightly, and her slender and slender fingers clamped the falling snow huā, and sighed lightly: "You said that this snowy huā in the sky, will there be a chance to overlap together?"

"Each piece of snow has a different trajectory, just as everyone has a different trajectory in life!" Ye Chen shook his head slightly and said, "So it won't overlap!"

"Hehe, indeed, even if two pieces of snow meet, after that, they will be separated!" Li Shiyue smiled gracefully, her eyes so lonely.

Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and glanced at Li Shiyue meaningfully, at this moment, he couldn't understand the woman in front of him.

Sensing the change in Ye Chen's gods, Li Shiyue smiled gracefully, didn't say anything, turned around, Li Shiyue kicked her feet slightly, and her body was like that snow, falling lightly towards the sword path below.

Turning around, Ye Chen quietly watched Li Shiyue's departure and did not say anything.

"With the wind! Maybe this time the five peaks are in a big competition, saying that you really shouldn't come back!" In the mountain wind, Li Shiyue's voice was still floating, but her figure disappeared.

Hearing this, Ye Chenjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself, "Shouldn't you come back?"

Today's Li Shiyue has always given Ye Chen a mysterious feeling, and with a slight sigh, Ye Chen said lightly: "Maybe!" Turning around, Ye Chen directly fell on the snow, picked up the Xuanbing Technique again, and cultivated quietly.

Its spiritual power surged out of Ye Chen's body like a tide, sweeping the entire Luoxia Peak, and Ye Chen's mind was completely fused with this peak.

The terrifying energy in the body still exists, running the Vermilion Bird Technique, and every time he refines some energy, Ye Chen can feel the progress of his own strength.

The Sword God Mountain under the dark curtain is always so quiet, quiet only the roar of the cold wind, and its lights jumping in the wind.

However, the villages around Sword God Mountain seemed lifeless, and after the bloodbath of that mysterious force, none of these villages survived.

The roosters and dogs barked, but the whole village was empty and lifeless.

The dilapidated houses collapsed to the ground, and although the snow fell, it could not hide the scarlet on the ground, although the corpses of the villagers were buried by the disciples of the Sword God Sect, but the scarlet on the ground could not be buried.

In the dilapidated house, its broken wooden chairs are piled up in a mess, and a pit stands out.

The white moonlight pierced through the clouds, and its moonlight poured down like water, spilling on the pits, and a strange scene appeared.

A little mist appeared above the pit, and immediately a stream of scarlet liquid came out of the pit in vain, hissing, and in a short time it filled the pit, forming a pool of blood.

Such a scene was not only born in this dilapidated village, but also in all sides of Sword God Mountain.

However, a mysterious force caged the blood pool, so no one noticed the abnormality this time.

Somewhere in the Sword God Mountain Range, a figure stood on top of the mountain, and behind them stood Wang Tong, the sect leader of the Lianyun Sect, and Wang Lin.

Raising his head, Wang Tong looked at the figure in front of him with a little jealousy, and said respectfully: "Brother Huang, since the Five Peaks Great Competition has ended, then Wang will go back to Lianyun Sect to prepare for the plan...

Hearing this, the man said lightly: "Just do what you want!"

After speaking, this figure was like a mountain wind, the wind passed, and the person turned into invisible and disappeared.

After the figure disappeared, Wang Tong breathed a sigh of relief, facing this person, he didn't dare to have any sect master posture.

After a few moments, Wang Lin said suspiciously: "Father, who is that person, why do you have to be so respectful to him, and what's the matter with that plan?" Hearing this, Wang Tong shook his head slightly, and said, "You don't need to ask about this matter, you can cultivate well!" After speaking, Wang Tong turned around and looked at the majestic Sword God Mountain, with a chill in his eyes...

Pass.

"Is this a plot with a tiger?" Wang Tong muttered softly, he even the future of the Yun Sect was only a few months away, and if it couldn't rise, it would be subverted.

Looking at this delicate Sword God Mountain Range, Wang Tong seemed to see a picture of rivers of blood flowing and corpses everywhere, his hands were clenched, and Wang Tong said to Wang Lin: "Go!"

After speaking, the figures of the two turned into a streamer and shot out and disappeared at the end of the sky.

After the two left, the previous person reappeared, with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "It's finally going to begin, Sword God Gate!"!