The drizzle falls, and the piano warbler flies!

In the ancient pavilion, Ye Chen got up, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Grabbing the wine jug in his left hand, Ye Chen walked towards the sky step by step, and appeared in white under the gaze of tens of millions of people.

"Today's battle is divided into three battles, one of which is the battle of chess games, this is the confrontation between the five generations and the crown prince!"

"Second, the battle of the Martial Dao, the confrontation between the Martial Dao Realm and the Hell Martial Dao Realm of the Prince's Palace!"

"Third, the battle between the army of the Moon God and Huang Feng, the confrontation on the battlefield!" Meng Tian said lightly, "Once defeated, the rest of the two battles will be won!"

"The whole army is leaving!" Meng Tian said coldly, and tens of millions of troops galloped on horseback, shaking the heavens and the earth.

In just a moment, the armies of the two sides had reached the shore of the Wujiang River, facing each other across the bank.

The Wujiang River, which is hundreds of thousands of zhang wide, is frozen for hundreds of zhang, like flat ground.

At the moment when the armies clashed, the Fire Qilin and the others stepped into the air one after another, and their martial arts realm spread out in the sky.

The members of the Martial Arts Realm of the Prince's Hall appeared, and their will surged.

The confrontation between the martial arts realms will shatter the void and manifest the rules, and the heaven and earth will collapse and the will surge.

Considering that the aftermath would hurt their own side, the martial arts realms of the two sides had a tacit understanding to avoid the sky above the Wujiang River, and to the millions of zhang above the peaks in the distance.

Hell Martial Dao Realm martial artists, the three ancient clan powerhouses, plus many attached martial arts realms, there are more than ninety martial arts realms on the side of the Sword God Gate.

However, in the Prince's Palace, there are more martial artists in the Martial Dao Realm, except for the original Moon God Temple and the members of the princelings.

Many reincarnated Tiangang martial arts realms, their memories have awakened one after another, and they have returned to the prince's palace, and the number of their martial arts realms is more than one hundred and twenty!

And the Fire Emperor, the patriarch of the Vermilion Bird Clan, was among them, ignoring the angry gaze of Qing Jue and the others, and the Fire Emperor followed closely behind the many members of the Prince's Palace.

First encounter. The Sword God Gate obviously fell below.

And the powerhouses in the martial arts realm, there are only a handful of them on the Sword God Gate, the Fire Qilin, Mu Chen, the Life and Death Jiaolong, and the Lonely Emperor who has only broken through for a few months.

As for the Prince's Palace, there are more than ten powerhouses in the martial arts field, and the general trend is circling. Suppressing the momentum of the fire unicorn and others.

The torrent of will surged, the roar between heaven and earth continued, and the void shattered.

Standing in the void, Ye Chen glanced at the turbulent current surging in the distance. Without saying a word, he continued to walk forward.

"Although the Fire Qilin is strong, it can't withstand the suppression of many martial arts realm realms after all!" the prince chuckled and got up. Step into the void in the same step, and walk towards the void.

Looking at each other in the air. Ye Chen said lightly: "Really?"

"As for reinforcements?" The prince shook his head and said with a smile: "In the fifth life of reincarnation, I once worshiped in the Martial God Temple, and no one knew that a sword formation had been arranged under the Martial God Temple!"

"It only takes a few Martial Arts Realms to drive the sword formation. It may be difficult to kill the arrogant son, but it is necessary to trap him for a moment. Enough!" The snow was flying, and the prince walked forward, and with each step he took, the Nine Dragons Phantom roared and followed closely behind the prince.

Hearing this, Ye Chen's expression changed slightly. Immediately returned to the flat, and said lightly: "So far." I still have a question, why would the Fire Emperor be so willing to surrender to you!"

"Is it just for the sake of the future of the Vermilion Bird Clan?" Ye Chen said lightly, after so many years of contact, he has a deeper understanding of the four ancient clans, and the loyalty of the four ancient clans to the Sword God Sect is integrated into the bloodline and deep into the soul.

And the Suzaku Clan's delay in returning to the Sword God Gate and surrendering to the Prince's Hall has always been a doubt in Ye Chen's heart.

Ye Chen also thought that the Fire Emperor was showing that he was subservient to the Prince's Palace, just to act as an undercover agent, but with the Prince's means, how could he not see it.

The prince smiled slightly and said, "Many generations ago, he was called the Fire Emperor!"

The general of Tiangang Daqin, reincarnated in the Vermilion Bird Clan, became the patriarch of the Vermilion Bird Clan, and led the clan to attach to the Prince's Palace.

Ye Chen's gaze changed slightly, and then he was a little relieved, but a smile flashed in his eyes that the prince had not noticed, could this really be the case? Prince, you don't know the bloodlines of the four ancient clans!

One step is a hundred zhang, Ye Chen and the prince are thousands of zhang apart, sitting cross-legged.

On one side, the snow is flying, and on the other side the drizzle is drifting, and two different visions appear.

"Martial arts realm, stepping into the martial arts realm in such a short period of time, so I said at the beginning, five generations, you are a chess piece that is difficult to control!" The prince said lightly, a majestic momentum broke out of his body, and his martial arts realm rolled out at this moment, and the nine heavenly dragon phantoms carried snow flakes, soaring above the nine heavens, the general momentum condensed, forming a shocking giant sword, the nine dragons roared at the same time, and the giant sword roared towards Ye Chen with the general momentum.

"Chess piece?" Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the giant sword that was roaring, his expression was calm, is it still just a chess piece?

Blood-red thunder swam out in Ye Chen's eyes, shooting into the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, an extremely terrifying martial arts realm centered on Ye Chen, also rolled out, and the realm of selflessness of more than 30,000 and 400 zhang was completely presented.

"More than 30,000 zhang martial arts realm!" The prince raised his head rarely, and glanced at Ye Chen solemnly, in just a few years, five generations have grown to the point where they are now, what a terrible guy.

"In my eyes, you are also a chess piece, thousands of years ago, a chess piece buried in the Tiangang Continent!" Ye Chen said lightly, his general momentum rose up on him, and the sword finger quietly raised, and landed on the whistling giant sword, click!

The giant sword that blended into the general trend shattered violently, triggering the rules of the heavens, and the rules circled between Ye Chen and the crown prince, forming a criss-crossing chessboard.

"Tiangang Continent!" The prince's eyes narrowed into a line, and there was a rare look of surprise in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the evil handsome face: "It seems that you already know my details!"

"Because you have never deliberately covered it up, is it important for people to know the details?" The two eyes met in the void, bringing a regular riot, Ye Chen said slowly: "Tiangang Great Qin Prince!"

"Tiangang Daqin!" the prince raised his head and looked at the cloudless sky, how has it become there? After a while, I will go back.

"It's been more than ten years, five generations!" the prince looked at the chessboard hovering above with the same gaze, and chuckled: "I've been looking forward to this chess game!"

"Wait and see!" Ye Chen said lightly, although he was thousands of zhang away, he could still sense the oppression of the other party, and it was obvious that the prince's strength was stronger.

"Do you want to repeat the original endgame, or a new chess game?" said the prince leisurely, his gaze swept down lightly, the armies of the two sides had begun to form, and the battle was about to break out.

"The endgame of the past has evolved into the situation of the Empire, hasn't it?" Ye Chen asked rhetorically, his strong soul power spread out, whether it was the battle in the void or the army below, every move came to his mind.

"Imperial Bureau, it seems that you are very confident in this big battle!" Hearing this, the prince smiled faintly.

"Aren't you the same, if you and I don't both have confidence in ourselves, then why are you sitting here!" Ye Chen's sword finger was raised, and the rules of heaven and earth frantically surged towards his sword finger, forming a black spot.

The sunspot in Ye Chen's hand roared out, bringing up a monstrous coercion, and landed in the center of the chessboard.

The sunspot lagged behind, the heavens and the earth trembled in vain, and the rules of thunder manifested, conjuring up a blood-red thunder giant sword, shooting straight at the prince.

"Tian Yuan!" The prince's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he chuckled: "Since ancient times, there have only been a handful of people in Tian Yuan under the first word!"

Saying this, the prince's right hand was slowly raised, and his index and middle fingers poked out, just clamping a piece of snow floc, and the rules of heaven and earth gathered wildly, forming a white child.

"Tian Yuan, the trend that swept the world, it seems that you are extremely confident in this battle!" Prince Ziyun smiled lightly, his sword finger quietly fell, and the white son in his hand fell, like snow flocculent, fluttering with the wind.

The white son fell on the thunder giant sword, and the monstrous coercion exploded in vain, the thunder giant sword shattered, and could not stop the white son, and the white son fell on the chessboard, and the heavens and the earth also shook, and the roar continued.

Boom, the rules between heaven and earth suddenly revolved around the prince, spinning faster and faster, forming a whirlpool, and above the whirlpool, the phantom of the nine heavenly dragons appeared, not the heavenly dragons transformed by the general trend, but the heavenly dragons transformed by the rules.

"Ninety-nine!" the prince said lightly, and the moment the words fell, the heavenly dragon transformed by the nine rules roared out and hovered over the chessboard.

"Tian Yuan and Jiujiu!" On the ground, Ye Wushuang and Meng Tian looked at the void at the same time, each revealing a contemplative expression.

"Tian Yuan, the momentum that swept the world, Ninety-Nine, Ninety-Nine, this will be a battle between dragons and tigers!" Ye Wushuang retracted his gaze, his face turned even paler, the chessboard was like a bottomless pit, and when his eyes touched it, his mind couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

"The chess game of the head of the family has begun, as for this imperial chess game, I will play it!" Ye Wushuang closed his eyes and counted his breaths, opened them suddenly, his green shirt fluttered, he took a few steps, waved the feather fan in his hand, and said to Ye Wan'er and Qimeng behind him: "Set up the formation!"