The flat tone was enough to express the anger in the heart of the moon scar.

The white clothes were like snow, and the white hair was like snow, as if even the four-foot long sword was as cold as the snow.

It's just this figure, but no one will ignore it.

In the cold wind, the white hair fluttered in the wind, and on this thin figure, everyone actually felt a sad feeling.

What kind of sadness is this, and why, I feel this way when I see that figure.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you so embarrassed!" a flat voice resounded in the void, and the figure raised its head and made a wooden face.

The most surprising thing is that gaze, what kind of eyes it is, so empty and lifeless.

The empty dòng's eyes, when everyone's eyes touched that look, it was still sad.

The voice floated in, listening to the familiar voice in the Dao, Ye Chen's expression was also stunned, and immediately, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Indeed, it's been a long time since I've been so embarrassed, and I don't even have the strength to resist, which is sad!" Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him.

"That's right, it's not your style!" the figure said lightly.

The strong momentum of the two old men swept over, but this figure didn't care at all, just this bearing made people secretly admire.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but you've talked a lot, and this is not like your style!" Holding the sword, Ye Chen chuckled.

"People always change a little, don't they?" Turning around, Mu Chen looked at Ye Chen, whose face was a little pale.

"Why did you come here?" Taking a step forward, Ye Chen and Mu Chen stood side by side.

Mu Chen, who was holding the sword, raised his head, looked at the two old men and said lightly: "Because you are here, I am here!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew that it was not the time to ask, so he smiled and held his sword, pointed at the two old men and said, "Today's battle is a bit tricky!" "Old rule, I will deal with the one on the right, and the others will be given to you!" Holding the sword, Mu Chen's body erupted with a fierce momentum.

"Tut, 1 boy, you have been surpassed by him again, this kid has actually broken through the hún martial realm in just a few months! With the strongest artistic conception of the emotional artistic conception and the cultivation of the hún martial realm, tsk!" There was a bō movement, and the voice of the fire qilin resounded in Ye Chen's mind, hearing this, Ye Chen also looked at Ye Chen solemnly, at this moment, Mu Chen's feeling to Ye Chen was that unfathomable feeling.

In particular, the aura circulating on Mu Chen's body, a mysterious bō movement spread out on Mu Chen's body.

The Hún Martial Realm martial artists present all looked at Mu Chen with a little fear, it was terrifying!

"Who the hell are you, could it be Ye Chen's accomplice?" came out with a sword, and Moon Scar said indifferently.

In one fell swoop, the power of a sect master flowed, but this power was like air to Mu Chen.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to pay attention to him, Moon Scar shouted at the two old men on a plate with an indifferent expression: "Senior, it's not too early now, it's time to finish!"

Hearing this, the two old men sighed, and surrounded Ye Chen and Mu Chen again, the sword weapon in their hands exuded an extremely cold sword aura, and slowly and expressionlessly shortened the distance between Ye Chen and Ye Chen.

As soon as his eyes were cold, Ye Chen's whole body erupted with momentum again, and at this moment, Ye Chen was already running frantically regardless of whether his body could withstand this violent energy.

The energy swept in Ye Chen's body, but Ye Chen's gaze always fell on the old man on the left.

As for the right, Ye Chen didn't think about it, because there was Mu Chen's presence on the right.

Kong Dòng's gaze always fell on the old man who stepped in, and Mu Chen's whole body had no breath, as if he was integrated into this world.

Seeing this, the old man's expression was slightly stunned, and a trace of solemnity rarely appeared on his face.

"Kazekage, you have to be careful, that kid is not simple!" said the old man on the left.

Feng Ying was also the old man in front of Mu Chen, as the oldest cultivator with the most cultivation qualifications for the Sword God Mén, he could naturally feel the strength of the kid in front of him.

"With your strength, you don't need to go to this troubled water!" said Kazekage, his eyes narrowing slightly.

However, Mu Chen on the other side ignored it, and his empty eyes were always staring at the wind shadow.

"What kind of eyes are these, why do I have a sad feeling!" Wind Shadow said secretly, holding his sword out, seeing Ye Chen's side fighting again, Wind Shadow no longer hesitated, and immediately struck.

However, before the Wind Shadow Sword came out, a white light came.

The speed of the sword light is extremely fast, involving the momentum of heaven and earth, and it is coming.

Immediately followed by Mu Chen's figure, this sword was too fast, no less than Ye Chen's sword rain!

The action of taking out the sword was done in one go, and for countless days and nights, Mu Chen didn't know how many times he had made the sword, and it was precisely because of this that the sword seemed to have become the instinct of Mu Chen's body.

"What a fast sword!" Wind Shadow stepped a few steps, as if the figure had passed through space, leaving several afterimages in the place it passed, trying to avoid Mu Chen's sword.

In the void, the snow huā was floating, passing through the friction of the air, the snow huā turned into a drizzle, and a drop of water fell lightly on the tip of Mu Chen's sword.

Ding! Crisp, the sound of ding dong resounded, but it was this kind of ding dong sound that made people feel sad.

The sadness of losing a loved one, the loneliness, the loneliness, can't be dissolved, can't be dispersed.

A bō movement spread out along the tip of the sword, sweeping the audience "Ding Ding!"

First, there was a sound of swords, and even with the sound of swords in the hall, the entire Sword God Peak seemed to have become a sea of swords.

Ye Chen's sword was retreated by the old man, and he retreated dozens of steps, also looking at this scene in surprise.

Hundreds of sword lights came out from below, appearing in mid-air, and hundreds of sword weapons sounded below.

These swords were freed from their master's hands and levitated uncontrollably.

Even Ye Chen felt as if the sword weapon in his hand was about to break free.

Mu Chen's sword was still continuing, but at this moment, a sword came out, followed by hundreds of sword lights, and the terrifying momentum of heaven and earth spread.

Coercion, the wind shadow restrained the contempt in his heart, the kid in front of him was no more than a level of martial arts, but his strength was immeasurable.

"Do you want to compete with the Dao?" The sword intent erupted, and the wind shadow swept out a few steps, and the sword shadow sprinkled down all over the sky, like the Milky Way from the Nine Heavens, endlessly, step by step.

Bang bang! The explosion resounded non-stop, and the figures of Mu Chen and Feng Ying became faster and faster, and the most palpitating thing was the spatial rift that spread out.

Those sword weapons in the air broke one after another under the unreserved attack of the wind shadow, and for a while, they fell downward, and when they looked up, it was Mu Chen who fell below.

However, Mu Chen's face was still as wooden as ever, and it had not changed.

"The Sword God Mén is definitely not a place where anyone can come and leave whenever they want, and if they actually come, then they will stay today!" Wind Shadow said coldly, and the Heavenly Sword Pillar swept out.

The sharp sword pillar smashed those sword weapons one by one, and went straight to Mu Chen.

"I really only know one sword!" Facing this sword pillar, Mu Chen was still such a simple sword.

The rain dripped on the tip of the sword again, and a sad mood spread, what kind of sadness this was, this sadness made the heavens and the earth feel sad.

In an instant, the drizzle turned into an indestructible sword.

The drizzle passed through the sword pillar, and the sword pillar shattered, and at the same time, the drizzle that dripped on the wind shadow also left a striking sword mark on the wind shadow.

The Wind Shadow's figure retreated several steps in a row, and his martial robe shattered, and a striking sword mark emerged, and blood was sprinkled in the sky.

Looking at this scene, the Sword God mén disciple was stunned at the same time, and the Taishang Elder was actually injured?

In their hearts, the strongest Supreme Elder was actually injured by the white-haired young man in front of them, this scene was unbelievable, but the scene in front of them told everyone that it was true.

Another old man looked at this scene in astonishment, and so did Ye Chen.

His eyes were slightly lowered, and the wind shadow looked at the dense sword marks on his body, raised his head, and looked at the drizzle in the sky, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Recalling the sadness before, Kazekage's heart sank suddenly, and he was able to use the artistic conception to such a clever point and integrate the sword intent into the rain.

Wait? With that sad feeling, Feng Ying suddenly raised his head, looked at Mu Chen, and said in disbelief: "It's actually sentimental!" As soon as these words came out, all the hún martial arts in the audience were stunned.

However, Mu Chen's sword did not stop because of this, and swept out again, and the drizzle in the sky once again enveloped the wind shadow.

Seeing this, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief slightly, looked at the floating white figure, and muttered softly: "Brother Mu is all powerful, how can I be like a sick cat!" Turning around, the sword weapon in Ye Chen's hand suddenly shattered! .