The black and white pieces are staggered, and the majestic trend is integrated into the remnants of the chess.

Ye Chen clamped the snow floc and integrated into the rules, and the snow floc turned into a sunspot.

Looking around the whole chess game, Ye Chen suddenly made a move, and his sword finger fluttered towards the chessboard: "This chess piece in Eight Cold City should be removed!"

Bang! The sunspot roared, and the heavens and the earth trembled in vain.

The moment the sunspot landed on the board, the whole chess game, which was as calm as stagnant water, immediately became murderous.

The fluttering snow flakes were still in the void, Ye Chen raised his head, looked directly at the imperial sword in the distance, and said lightly: "Do you understand this chess game?"

A flat voice hovered in Edgeworth's mind like the sound of heaven and earth.

Bang bang! Edgeworth was about to say something, but his gaze turned horrified.

Four inexplicable coercion emerged in the void, four wills.

The four wills conjured into four chains, which imprisoned Edgeworth's limbs, immobilizing him.

At the same time, a brilliant silver light appeared behind Ye Chen, the silver moon rose up, Ye Chen's long hair danced wildly, and black and white qi flowed in his eyes: "The cycle of life and death!"

Before the words fell, the moonlight fell into the depths of Edgeworth's eyes, and his mind was intoxicated by it.

Vitality passed quickly in Edgeworth's expression, and his tall figure became extremely old.

In just a few breaths, Edgeworth completely changed from a middle-aged man in the prime of life to a gray-haired old man.

Three clusters of flames swirled around Ye Chen's fingertips, Ye Chen shook his head and whispered, "Eight Cold City, where the vitality is!"

The flames fell like flowing water, falling on Edgeworth's statue.

A strange scene appeared, and in an instant, Edgeworth's form turned to ashes, leaving no residue behind.

Hundreds of powerful breaths erupted around the courtyard, and this guy actually killed the Edgeworth.

The tall dragon horse neighed, and more than a hundred figures shot straight at Ye Chen like a sword rainbow, Ye Chen grabbed the wine jug, and still had a light and breezy look. For the Eight Cold City enforcers rushing around, he directly ignored it and poured himself a glass of wine safely.

"Kill!" more than 100 cold cheers rang out, impacting the courtyard.

The snow hanging from the branches of the trees fell to the ground, and the dead branches swayed.

After drinking a glass of wine, Ye Chen's left hand grabbed towards the void, and its three flames resurfaced again, and with a flick of his fingers, the three flames turned into a streamer and shot out.

Poof! The looting enforcers didn't have time to dodge and ran directly into the flames.

Under Hua Wujian's horrified gaze, the figures of these enforcers turned into ashes like Edgeworth, drifting in the wind.

Ryoma instinctively felt fear, and immediately turned and ran into the distance, but the moment a cluster of flames fell, the mighty Ryoma also turned into ashes.

It was only for a moment, Ye Chen was still holding the wine jug in his right hand, poured himself a glass of wine, and said lightly: "Flower City Lord, if you have nothing to do, please go back!"

Hearing this, Hua Wujian's face was full of complexity, the dignified leader of the Eight Cold Cities died in Huacheng, you didn't force Huacheng to death.

"Alas!" Hua Wujian sighed slightly, made a sword salute, and turned to leave.

"Don't worry, this seat said that Huacheng will be safe and sound, no matter who can touch Huacheng, this is the promise of this seat!" Ye Chen said slowly.

Hearing this, Hua Wujian's figure that had just stepped out trembled, and he breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Ignoring the departing Hua Wujian, Ye Chen grabbed it with his left hand and directly integrated these vitality into his body. One martial arts realm, more than a hundred soul martial realms, the vitality that comes out of it is extremely majestic.

At the same time, opening the space ring of Edgeworth and the others, the soul sensed the mountains of blood crystals, and Ye Chen's eyes rarely showed a smile: "These people's family backgrounds are thick, and they are looking forward to the next people!"

Ye Chen's sleeve robe waved, and nearly a million blood crystals appeared around.

As the palm shadow fell, these blood crystals shattered one after another, and the vitality in them was directly captured by Ye Chen and merged into the battered soul.

The cold wind dispelled the blood mist that diffused him, and Ye Chen half-squinted his eyes, as if he was waiting for some wells.

A day later, its sharp sound of breaking wind resounded in the void again, and a wave of killing intent emerged out of thin air.

Ye Chen raised his head, looked directly at the void, and muttered, "It seems that the entire pattern of the Eight Cold Hell has changed because of my appearance. ”

The killing intent came, and the snow in the void was also dyed with the killing intent. The two crescent-like moth eyebrows were gently raised, Qianchuan Xue turned around, looking at the figure flashing in the sky, and her cold beautiful eyes revealed a touch of deep thought: "Moon Domain?"

The snow floc landed on the chessboard, Ye Chen brushed it forward with one hand, and the snow floc flew up again, and the originally chaotic chess game became clear.

"Two Martial Dao Realms, Moon Domain!" Ye Chen shook his head, "Being able to fight against the Eight Cold Cities, its strength is more than that!"

The fierce aura came in an instant, and more than a hundred figures roared over, led by the two middle-aged people, their expressions were quite grim, they looked at the courtyard below coldly, and their eyes fell on Ye Chen, "You are the martial arts realm in Huacheng?"

Raising his head, Ye Chen's gaze swept over these people, and said lightly: "People are still full, you can wait for a while!"

Hearing this, the people who came were all stunned, a few days ago, they had heard that the team led by Jun Hui had died at the hands of Huacheng alone.

The Lord of the Moon Domain sent the two of them to lead the crowd to destroy the Flower City.

However, the next day, another news came that the Bladeworth Commander of Eight Cold City had also fallen into the hands of this person.

This person not only offended the Moon Domain, but also offended the Eight Cold City, wouldn't this be a back-to-back enemy.

Hua Wujian led the crowd to ascend the Huacheng Tower, looking at the void with a worried expression, "Two Martial Dao Realm!"

"Yueyu led the crowd here, if the news of the predecessor's annihilation of the commander reaches back to the Eight Cold City, I'm afraid that the Eight Cold City will also send people!"

"Alas, the seniors are still hasty, if the two super forces are combined, even if the seniors cultivate to the sky, I am afraid they will encounter poisonous hands. Hua Wujian whispered, fortunately, before the next day, he secretly removed some of the Huacheng clansmen.

The sun was rising, the lazy sunlight was shining, and hundreds of warriors stood in the void, silent, and the sword weapons oozing cold light in their hands were a little piercing.

The courtyard was quiet only with the sound of wine, Ye Chen burped, raised his head again, looked at the void in the distance, and chuckled: "It's later than expected, it seems that the efficiency of Eight Cold City is not good!"

An incomparably cold aura spread out in the void, and the tall dragon horse stepped through the space, and thousands of law enforcers of Eight Cold City sat on it, and the intent of slaughter was permeated.

My name is an eight-foot man with a sword, and he wears the cloak worn by the commander Fang Ben.

Among them, a younger man rode out and led the crowd towards the sky above the courtyard, and the sound of stepping in the air in unison made the heavens and the earth resonate.

The sword was sparkling, the heavens and the earth were in vain, the young man's gaze swept over the people of the previous Moon Domain, looked at the courtyard below casually, looked at Ye Chen, and said lightly: "Your Excellency is a martial arts realm martial artist in Huacheng?"

"Is the Imperial Sword falling into your hands?" the young man continued: "The words of the city lord, the imperial sword died in the hands of Your Excellency, and this is also the fate of the martial artist! For this matter, the city lord is not to blame, and once again sent an invitation to Your Excellency to become the commander of the Eight Cold City, I don't know what Your Excellency wants?" The young great man looked down at Ye Chen condescendingly with a sense of arrogance.

Hunting in the cold wind, Ye Chen raised his head and looked directly at the young man, and there was no expression on his face: "Gongzi Yu has a good mind, kill his subordinates, but continue to invite me to be the commander." ”

"Hehe, don't you commanders feel cold? Or rather, if I kill you today, Gongziyu will send someone to invite me to become the commander again!"

"After all, the dead are far less important than the living, at least, the living are still valuable, what do you say?" Ye Chen said with a smile.

Hearing this, the young man's face changed suddenly, and his eyes showed a chill, "The city lord has another sentence in addition to this sentence, if Your Excellency refuses the invitation, then there is no need to exist in this world!"

Before the words fell, more than a thousand of its extremely powerful breaths erupted in vain in the void, forming a majestic momentum.

Under the general trend, the snow floc stopped in the Void Wei, "Is this a threat?" Ye Chen muttered, and the Qilin Sword quietly appeared in his hand: "However, this seat hates to be threatened!"