"Stand down!" Holding his sword, Ye Chen looked at the figure of the moon wind and said lightly.

Hearing this, Qianchuan Xue shook her head lightly, also raised her head, looked at the moon wind, and murmured softly: "You have your persistence, and I also have my own persistence!"

Gently put Ye Chen on the ground, Qianchuan Xue slowly got up, clenched the sword in his hand, and there was a determined look in his eyes, the long sword shot like a long rainbow, and the terrifying coercion could not shake the slender and moving figure, as cold as the moonlight.

"I can't help myself!" Moon Feng snorted coldly, and the long sword suddenly turned into three sword shadows and swept towards Ye Chen, and the gravel on the high platform was also swept up by the air current, instantly turning into dust and rolling together.

The dust was all over the sky, Qianchuan Xue's white clothes were unusually eye-catching, and the long sword spun and flew out, forming a whirlwind dragon, rolling up Qianchuan Xue's figure and shooting towards the three swords.

The long sword fell to the ground, and it was forcefully inserted on the high platform, and the roar was earth-shattering, and the figure staggered, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.1 The body retreated to Ye Chen's side again, and the blood slowly dripped on Ye Chen's pale face.

Ye Chen's figure was shocked, and he slowly raised his head to look at the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen's originally clear eyes also turned blood-red, endless killing intent poured out of his body, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped by a few degrees!

At this moment, Ye Chen looked squarely at this woman like ice and snow, it turned out that under the ice-like indifferent appearance, there was also a beating heart.

Liu Yuyan sighed gloomily and said in a deep voice: "Xue'er, you!"

Then she sighed, maybe at this moment, she also understood that some things could not be stopped and could not be stopped.

In Qianz: Xue's body, Liu Yuyan seems to see herself at the beginning, didn't she once hold a sword for her senior brother?

"Time and space rotate, Senior brother, will you blame me for not helping your disciple?" Looking at the hazy sky, Liu Yuyan couldn't help but see the figure of Huang Wushuang in front of her.

On the high platform, Yuefeng quietly looked at Qianchuan Xue, and said in a deep voice: "Little girl, you are too persistent, you can't save his life, you better retreat!"

Looking at the moon breeze calmly, Qianchuan Xue's eyes were still indifferent, she shook her head slowly, and the blood slid down her fingertips, but Qianchuan Xue didn't feel it, and said lightly: "Some things, even if you know that you can't do it, you have to do it, because that's the sustenance of a lifetime, that's the memory of a lifetime, if the sustenance is gone, then there is nothing to miss in this life, you don't understand, you really don't understand!"

A lifetime of sustenance, a lifetime of memories! No one can imagine that Ye Chen is in Qianchuan in the end

What a mark the snow left in his heart.

In those years, when we met in the Ye family, you looked at me, I looked at you, and we were speechless.

In those years, when we met in the wasteland, you and I embraced each other, separated by two hearts, speechless and condensed.

In those years, they met in the Sword Domain, went to Huangquan together, and wandered between life and death. Never give up.

In those years, the seemingly ordinary time of you and me has become the embellishment of my life, like the ink dripping on a landscape painting.

The wind is cold. Under the persecution of the cold air, snowflakes floated again in the void, and under the long white snow, Qianchuan Xue stood with a sword, his face was indifferent, but there was a persistence that no one could pay attention to.

Ye Chen got up from the ground with difficulty, his figure staggered and stood on the high platform, blood stains continued to drip down his cheeks, and his bloodstained hand patted Qian Chuanxue's shoulder, and said anxiously: "Let me come!"

However, what recovered Ye Chen was a pair of extremely firm eyes, and in the face of death, he couldn't change the firmness in that clear eyes, Qianchuan Xue protected Ye Chen tightly, and said lightly: "This is my sword dao!"

With a shocked expression, Ye Chen was shocked to find that the Qianchuan snow in front of him had turned into a phanthropic shadow and shot towards the moon wind, and the white shadow gradually disappeared and faded away.

Ye Chen, the morning sun and the sunset are always more moving, just because at that moment, his noon edge melted into a mellow glow, and the sword is also the same feeling, he can save people Ye Chen, everyone has their own things to adhere to, the way of the sword that they adhere to.

And my kendo is just for attachment, it belongs to my attachment, whether others understand it or not, this is my attachment, my kendo.

The blood lotus bloomed with buds, and the white shadow fell weakly like a butterfly in the wind, and the face of the charming people was full of pale color.

Ye Chen's eyes showed a hint of complexity, his feet kicked, his figure hugged Qianchuan Xue like an arrow off the string, swept the sword qi from the shot, and his body fell lightly on the high platform.

At this moment, a trace of blood on Qianchuan Xue's face made Ye Chen's heart ache, and Qianchuan Xue slowly raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.

At this moment, there was no sadness in Qianchuan Xue's eyes, but a little firmness.

Ye Chen hugged Qianchuan Xue and slowly walked towards Qianchuan Xue, every time he took a step, the killing intent on Ye Chen's body increased by a point, and the long hair on his head was windless and automatic, looking extremely weird.

Liu Yuyan jumped to Ye Chen's side with a painful heart, and with an anxious expression, she entered a trace of true qi into Qianchuan Xue's body, and felt relieved that Qianchuan Xue had no worries about life, and took Qianchuan Xue in Ye Chen's arms, Liu Yuyan sighed slightly, and did not say anything.

Qian Chuanxue smiled faintly, this was the first time Ye Chen had seen such a smile.

Qianchuan Xue's gaze fell on Yue Feng from afar, and said softly: "Senior, the two swords that the junior took can be counted!"

Yuefeng glanced at Qianchuan indifferently, nodded indifferently, and then the figure shot towards Ye Chen like a ghost.

Without deliberately suppressing the killing intent in his heart, the killing intent in Ye Chen's heart had already spread out, and his clear eyes gradually became blood-red.

Ye Chen hated a feeling that he watched others get hurt and die for himself because of his own incompetence.

Because he hates it, he becomes stronger, even if he slaughters all living beings, Ye Chen doesn't care, just like Qianchuan

Xue said that everyone has their own attachment and is working hard for it.

Ye Chen glanced at Yue Feng indifferently, the coldness of that glance made Yue Feng's figure stunned, and at that moment, Yue Feng actually felt a trace of palpitations.

Ye Chen's figure jumped backwards like a wild goose, and blood fell down his sleeves, leaving two eye-catching marks on the high platform.

However, the sword qi around the moon wind blew towards the ground, and in an instant, the high platform was covered with sword marks, and everyone exclaimed.

Liu Yuyan hugged Qianchuan Xue with one hand and jumped under the high platform, and everyone in the audience hurriedly dispersed around.

Boom! The huge high platform couldn't withstand the terrifying momentum of the moon wind and collapsed, countless huge stones fell in all directions, and for a while, the screams continued, and some swordsmen who had no time to dodge were directly smashed into pieces by the boulders, and blood was splashed all over the ground.

The moon wind sword was vertical and horizontal, and sighed lightly: "Boy, you can't catch my ten swords after all, it's over!"

A crisp sword groan sounded, and the blue light of the long sword in Yuefeng's hand was as dazzling as the sun, and the blue mist continued to gush out of Yuefeng's body, and a huge sword shadow slowly extended out of the sword body.

Endless cold air flowed out from the shadow of the sword, and the dust floating in the dng was strangely still above the void.

Yuefeng looked at Ye Chen indifferently, took a step forward, the sound of his steps was like thunder, and the blue mist shrank towards the sword shadow turtle, converging into a giant sword that was ten zhang high.

Its almost substantial giant sword exuded terrifying might.1 The blue qi circulating on the surface of the giant sword made everyone under the high platform shiver involuntarily.

With a wave of the Moon Wind Long Sword, the giant sword slashed towards Ye Chen with endless coercion, but at this moment, Ye Chen's eyes showed a crazy color, and a murderous aura slowly filled the surroundings.

"Old Pifu, if you kill him, then I will let the entire Sword God Sect be buried with you!" The roar of the fire qilin resounded, his eyes were blood-red, and a roar like from ancient times sounded between heaven and earth.

In an instant, the five peaks of the Sword God shook together, especially the five stone statues on Luoxia Peak, which shook wildly, and its five sword intents broke through the stone statues and broke out of the sky.

The five sword intent broke through the space-time around them, and the space where they were imprisoned was also lifted, and the fire qilin and several people rushed towards the moon wind with angry faces.

Between the sect that he had guarded for thousands of years and Ye Chen, the fire qilin chose this kid and walked all the way, the fire qilin witnessed everything about Ye Chen, Ye Chen's joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

No one could have imagined Ye Chen's position in the heart of the Fire Qilin, for Ye Chen, the Fire Qilin was an existence that was both a teacher and a friend, and for the Fire Qilin, Ye Chen was the same.

No one understands the loneliness of tens of thousands of years, but it is Ye Chen, and the fire unicorn will not encircle that loneliness.

"If you fall, then you will be destroyed, this is the fate of the Sword God Gate!" Xiao Ziyun was full of murderous intent, because of nostalgia, he never moved his killing intent, and at this moment, he had given up his nostalgia and moved with killing intent. ！