The withered leaves flying all over the sky failed to hide the depression of the Sword God Gate, but they added a touch of tragedy.

The dead leaves fell one after another, and the killing sound in the void fell silent at this moment.

The disciples of the hundred sects all stopped, looking at the girl with a smile, and then, a thunderous laughter rang out.

Sword God Sect Master, no one in the Martial God Continent knows that this person has fallen in the Sword Tomb, and who can the dead scare.

With his left hand on his back, the middle-aged man shook his head and said lightly: "Little girl, even if the Sword God Sect Master is here now, he can't stop the fact that the Sword God Sect has been destroyed!"

"The strength of the Sword God Sect Master is certainly comparable to that of the Martial Dao Realm, but there are four Martial Dao Realms behind me!" the middle-aged man chuckled.

"Ten years ago!" the quiet face did not change, and the clear eyes were full of determination, "That was ten years ago, not now. Ten years ago, the Sect Master was able to kill the Martial Dao Realm, let alone now?"

The smile on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth froze in vain, looking at the shadow in front of him, he didn't know why he had an inexplicable peace of mind, "However, the Sword God Sect Master has fallen!"

Saying this, the middle-aged man was too lazy to talk nonsense quietly, and his right hand was raised again, and his terrifying martial will surged out.

The will suppresses the heavens and the earth, and the void is imprisoned, and this will oppression alone makes Quiet's face pale.

"The Sect Master has not fallen, I can sense his breath, he is coming back!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head, and when his sleeve robe waved, several wisps of sword qi rolled out, shooting straight into silence, "Xiao Nizi, you will be able to see your sect master in a while, don't ask, say hello on behalf of the seat!"

The sword qi was like a torrent, tearing apart the void and locking the silence.

"Quiet!" Bu Jingxian exclaimed, drew his sword, his sword intent rushed into the sky, and he was about to take out his sword, but Jian Yu and the others blocked it, "You can't save her, but you will take your own life!"

"Star Peak Lord, we can't delay any longer, and evacuate this place before the sword array is broken. Jian Yu said in a low voice.

For Jian Yu's words, Bu Jingxian heard it, his gaze still stayed in the void, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword burst out.

The sharp sound of breaking wind gradually increased, and the sword wind blew the long hair on Quiet's forehead.

"The Sect Master hasn't fallen, he's back!" he muttered quietly, the mark on his brow filled with a brilliant silver light.

In the stunned gaze of the middle-aged man and the others, a cluster of silver flames appeared in vain in front of the silence.

The sword qi that shot out touched the silver flames, and dissipated strangely like water meeting flames.

"Flames!" Several old men's eyes shrank, and the beating flames in front of them gave them an inexplicable sense of familiarity, "The Sword God Sect Master in the past has also used similar flames, what is the relationship between this woman and the Sword God Sect Master!"

The silver flames burned, and the shattered void turbulence receded in all directions.

Seeing this, Liu Yuyan and the others all secretly exhaled, "The mark left by the sect master, but this mark can withstand the offensive of the Martial Dao Realm?"

The jade finger lightly rubbed the mark on the center of his eyebrows, and said quietly: "Three breaths, two breaths!"

"Nonsense, it's a well-known thing that the Sword God Sect Master's fall in the Sword Tomb is a well-known thing!" The uneasiness in the middle-aged man's heart became more and more intense, and his right hand, which stopped in mid-air, slapped and clicked with a bang! The void shattered, and the illusory shadow of the martial arts will was formed--the palm shadow of the Dao covering dozens of zhang was slammed down towards the quiet.

The roar echoed between heaven and earth, and the quiet figure seemed so small and insignificant in front of this Dao palm shadow.

"Sect Master!" whispered quietly, and the white-clothed figure that had appeared in her dream appeared in her sight again.

"Stubborn little Nizi!" The middle-aged man said lightly: "Remember, say hello to the Sword God Sect Master on behalf of the Throne, and remember to tell him that the person who subverted his Sword God Sect is called Liu Feng, the Heaven Dou Sect Master!"

Under the huge palm shadow, the quiet and delicate body could not move, and even suffered from monstrous pressure all the time.

And under such coercion, the corners of Quiet's mouth were raised, outlining a smile: "Quiet, I finally see you again!"

The silver flames were dispersed, and at the moment when the palm shadow was still half an inch away from the silence, its flat voice sounded between heaven and earth, "Heaven Dou Sect, this seat remembers!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the shadow of the martial arts palm shattered violently, disappearing in the surrounding turbulence, which looked very strange.

"What's going on?" Seeing this, its Dao exclamation sounded among the peaks, and the eyes of the disciples of the Hundred Sects were stunned.

"I haven't seen you for ten years, you have already deceived the door, it seems that my Sword God Sect has really been silent in the mainland for too long. The flat voice sounded again, so that all the exclamations fell silent at this moment, and everyone looked around.

At the moment when the voice sounded, the middle-aged man who called himself Liu Feng changed his face slightly, his eyes slowly scanned, and there was no breath of this person within a hundred zhang.

Suddenly, Liu Feng noticed the smile on the corner of Quiet's mouth, and subconsciously looked at Quiet's line of sight, his figure suddenly trembled, and his eyes showed a look of shock that could not be concealed.

In the dead void, the melodious dragon groan echoed, setting off a monstrous wave of space.

Thunder and flames swam between heaven and earth, and a huge phantom roared out, and it was a thousand-foot-long dragon of life and death.

The coercion roared, and the hearts of the warriors present were all sinking, and the feeling of suffocation flooded the whole body.

"Martial Dao Realm!" Liu Feng said in a low voice, this is definitely martial arts oppression, and his heart is also - Shen, this sudden appearance of Jiaolong is the martial arts realm, his eyes were slightly raised, and the calmness on Liu Feng's face disappeared at this moment, replaced by shock.

― The figure of the white-clothed Shengxue appeared on the life and death dragon, with his hands behind his back, Ye Chen did not hide the killing intent on his body, and the killing intent was monstrous.

Liu Feng's gaze finally stayed on that young face, it was him, it was really him, this little girl didn't talk nonsense, the Sword God Sect Master really came back.

Damn, it's rumored that this person has fallen in the Sword Tomb, why is this person here? Ten years ago, the curtain of Fengzong Island swept through the minds of the others, especially the scene where the Holy Son was suppressed.

"Sect Master!" This figure had been imprinted in everyone's minds many years ago, and at this moment, Ye Chen stepped on the dragon of life and death, came with a sword, and a long-lost word appeared in everyone's mouths again.

The sect master is back, the sect master who has been glorified by the Sword God Gate several times is back, and at the critical time when the Sword God Gate is in danger, he is finally back.

With the realm of soul martial arts, he singled out more than 100 martial artists of the spirit martial realm, and he was defeated.

With the realm of spiritual martial arts, he swept the third-rate sect, suppressed the second-rate sect, defeated the sect master of the sect, defended the glory of the Sword God Gate, and used the sword in his hand to tell the world that the former overlord did not go to defeat, but rose.

There used to be three legends in the Martial God Continent, but the Sword God Sect also had its own legend, and that was Ye Chen.

Because of his existence, countless people have learned how to dance the sword in the heavy snow, day and night, because of his existence, countless people carry huge stone swords on their backs and walk on the sword path of Luoxia Peak.

They firmly believe that with the existence of the sect master, the Sword God Sect will not be destroyed today, but will go to glory.

"He's back!" Liu Yuyan's tired face showed an excited smile, and her voice even trembled.

"Sect Master!" Chaoyang Peak Lord stood up with difficulty, the raid costume was already torn, blood stained his body, and with the support of several disciples, Chaoyang Peak Lord looked at the sky and said excitedly: "When the Sect Master returns, the danger of the Sword God will definitely be gone this time." ”

The five peaks of the Sword God, the curtain of the past appeared in Ye Chen's heart.

"Sword God Gate, I'm back!" Ye Chen muttered, the falling Qilin Sword was raised at this moment, and in an instant, the sword weapons within a radius of hundreds of thousands of zhang all trembled slightly, emitting a crisp sword groan.

In this sword roar that eclipsed the heavens and the earth, its snow fell from the sky, drawing a beautiful arc and accurately falling on the bodies of thousands of disciples of the Hundred Sects.

In an instant, thousands of white, vivid ice sculptures appeared in everyone's sight.