The huge stone sword, several fierce breaths spread.

The figure was slightly off, Ye Chen's gaze fell on the several figures above the griffin, and on these people, Ye Chen felt a fierce momentum.

This momentum is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge, this is the disciple of the Sword God Temple?

And the aura circulating on the bodies of these Sword God Temple disciples is extremely similar to the exercises on the disciples of the Sword God Sect, exuding a unique aura.

The huge stone sword set off the slender figure even more prominently, and several of its figures took a few steps and jumped directly into the sky above the Falling Ying Colorful Valley.

The leader of these Sword God Temple disciples was a young man, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of this young man's mouth, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Behind the young man were six Sword God Temple disciples, and these six Sword God disciples were all Hun Martial Realm martial artists.

The griffin hovered in the void, its seven powerful breaths erupted, and the coercion of the seven Hun Martial Realm warriors overshadowed the sword intent in the Colorful Valley of Luoying.

"Thousands of years ago, the sword intent could dominate the world, but now, just this fragmentary sword intent is so brittle!" the young man smiled faintly, raised his sword finger, and slammed towards the Colorful Valley Hall below.

In an instant, an invisible spatial ripple spread out and landed in the whirlpool above the Falling Colorful Valley.

Its loud sword groan rang out, and a terrifying sword intent erupted above the giant sword.

Seeing this, Lu Shixiong and the three of them looked at the young man with solemn faces, bowed slightly to the young man and said, "Your Excellency, this is the important place of my three episodes!"

Before Lu Shixiong was finished, the young man chuckled: "There are some things that we can't touch!"

After a pause, the young man took a step forward, and his terrifying coercion swept out, and the coercion pressed on Lu Shixiong and the three of them like a mountain, "Sometimes, some words will bring disaster to the sect, don't they?"

The stone sword was in the air, and the young man and the others slowly walked towards the void of the Luoying Colorful Valley, and the breath of the seven people completely converged, and with each step, their breath tightly locked the three of Lu Shixiong.

A plain sentence brought people an irresistible momentum, and this was the disciple of the Sword God Temple.

When the young man took the ninth step, the figures of Lu Shixiong and the three of them suddenly shook, and under this momentum, the three figures had to retreat backwards for dozens of steps, and a trace of blood dripped down the corners of the mouths of the three people.

"This is the important place of the three sects?" the young man continued, "Whether it was before or not, now this place only belongs to the Sword God Temple!"

Hearing this, Lu Shixiong's faces changed slightly, feeling the terrifying momentum on the young man's body, Lu Shixiong sighed slightly, compared to the behemoth of the Sword God Temple, they really can't afford to provoke it.

"Hmph!" Lu Shixiong and the three of them snorted coldly, waved their sleeves, turned around helplessly and left, jumping a few feet away.

Just one name is enough to force back three Hun Martial Realm martial artists, this is the deterrent power of the Sword God Temple, and the martial artists who were forced back before looked at Lu Shixiong and the three of them mockingly.

"These three people are interesting!" the young man said lightly, his eyes lowered slightly, looking at the giant sword in the whirlpool and the groove in the valley, the hot blood poured into the stone groove, and an inexplicable killing intent permeated out of the valley.

"The Holy Son's prophecy is good, it seems that the sword weapon of the Absolute Blade will appear in the world today!" the young man whispered: "However, this sword weapon is something valued by the Holy Son, so no one can step into the Colorful Valley of Luoying today!"

"Yu breaks this sword formation, then only blood sacrifice!" the young man raised his right hand and grabbed it in vain towards the outside of the valley.

At the same time, the invisible energy gushed out in the young man's right hand, directly forming an invisible hand shadow, and with a sweep of the hand shadow, dozens of martial artists were directly thrown into the Luoying Colorful Valley.

Its sword qi swept across the sky like a falling star, directly shattering the bodies of these warriors, and for a while, the blood mist spread, and finally converged on the stone trough.

The killing intent became colder and colder, and the vortex in the void descended in vain, pouring into the stone trough, and at the same time, the giant sword condensed by the sword intent did not enter the stone trough.

For a moment, the entire valley seemed to have turned into an ice cellar, and an endless chill spread over the stone trough.

On the top of the lonely peak, the old man chuckled in vain, stared at the Luoying Colorful Valley, and chuckled: "This Sword Shrine actually fights the idea of the Absolute Sword Battle Sword, how can the things of my White Tiger Clan be touched by others!"

"Seven Hun Martial Realm Martial Artists!" "Fighting lightly: "Compared to the disciples of the Moon God Temple, the strength of the disciples of the Sword God Hall is a few points stronger!"

"The birth of the Absolute Blade Battle Sword requires a blood sacrifice, so the blood of the Hun Martial Realm martial artist is not just right!" the woman who had not spoken lightly chuckled.

Hearing this, the old man and the Battleless Sword frowned, if these seven people were forcibly killed, then the Sword God Temple would inevitably be investigated.

The crisp sound of the sword roar resounded in the Luoying Colorful Valley, and for a while, countless sword qi were crisscrossing in the Luoying Colorful Valley, and the seven young people still walked towards the stone trough, their hand styles changing uncertainly, and they suppressed the sword qi around them with their terrifying cultivation.

The petals of the fallen Ying floated up, and the entire Luoying Colorful Valley became a mess, losing its previous beauty.

Suddenly, an invisible ripple spread out on the stone trough, and a sword weapon carved like jade emerged, and the sword weapon was extremely scarlet from top to bottom, as if soaked in a pool of blood.

A terrifying sword intent is condensed on the sword weapon, not only that, but there is also a shocking killing intent on this sword weapon!

In front of the valley, Ye Chen's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, feeling this more and more sword intent, and muttered softly: "It's a little familiar, but it's a little unfamiliar!"

"It's a bit similar to the sword intent of the second generation, but it's not exactly?" Ye Chen whispered: "Who is this absolute blade, why is there a shadow of the second generation in his sword intent!"

Han Jian and the others used their true qi to resist this inexplicable coercion, and similarly, when facing this sword intent, they couldn't help but think of the stone statue of the moon god on the sword path.

"It's this sword that once slaughtered millions of living beings!" Even though he was a Hun Martial Realm martial artist, when he faced the killing intent contained in the sword, the young man's face also moved.

Ten meters, the young man and the others were still ten meters away from the sword weapon, the young man's right hand was raised again, and the energy surged, and the energy surged towards the stone trough, but before it got close to the stone trough, its terrifying sword intent directly pushed the qi to destroy.

At the same time, it was as if the essence of the sword intent was directly suppressed on the young man's body, and with a bang, the young man retreated a few steps backwards, and a trace of blood dripped down the corner of his mouth.

His eyes became extremely sharp in vain, and the young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and chuckled: "Thousands of years ago, the master fell here, just a sword weapon, this sword intent is not a sword intent after all!"

The sword shadow phantom condensed out behind the young man, and the young man held the sword shadow phantom in vain with his right hand, and the sword shadow phantom slashed down with the momentum of thunder.

Bang bang! The space shattered in vain, and the two sword intent clashed, after all, it was the young man who took the top, and the endless sword intent surged towards the sword weapon, and the young man took a few steps one after another, just when the young man held the sword weapon.

A sword groan rang out, and a sword intent that was even more terrifying than before erupted, directly piercing the young man's spirit hun.

Bang bang! The young man's figure fell backwards like a kite with a broken string, and he looked at the sword in horror.

No, the young man should have looked at the sky above the sword weapon, and there, three figures emerged, and they were the three of them.

The appearance of these three people not only attracted the attention of the disciples of the Sword God Temple, but also attracted the attention of everyone outside the valley, the Qiphosphine Ring flashed a red light, and at the same time, the strange voice of the Fire Qiphosphine also resounded in Ye Chen's mind: "White Tiger Clan!"

"These three people are from the White Tiger Clan!" Huo Qi's voice was full of insult, he didn't expect to meet the people of the Four Ancient Clans here.

"White Tiger Clan!" Ye Chen's eyes did not change, he had detected the breath of these three people and the breath of Xuan Bing Jue on the lonely peak in the distance before, but he didn't expect that these three people were authentic White Tiger Clan!

"It seems that the four ancient clans have not withdrawn from the stage of the Martial God Continent, the four ancient clans, the three major halls, the Sword God Gate, the current Sword God Gate is undoubtedly the weakest existence, the road of the Moon God, there is a long way to go!" the Fire Qilin sighed lightly.

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head slightly, whether it is the three major halls or the four ancient clans, all this has nothing to do with him.

Raising his head, Ye Chen stared at the three figures, and on the three of them, he felt an extremely terrifying aura.

The young man also looked at the three of them and said coldly, "White Tiger Clan!"