Four terrifying martial arts wills hovered in the void, stirring up the wind and clouds.

"Presumably, the situation of the fish dying and the net is something that the Sword God Sect Master doesn't want to see, right?" the old man retracted his smile and said in a deep voice.

There was silence all around, and the Hundred Sect Masters looked at Ye Chen one after another, and their fierce momentum also rose up.

"Even if this person steps into the Martial Dao Realm, he can kill the Martial Dao Realm with his strength, but if we join forces, even if we can't kill this person, we can also severely damage this person!"

The martial will imprisoned the heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred zhang, and the spatial ripples were extinguished.

Dressed in white and hunting without wind, Ye Chen met everyone's gaze and said lightly: "The elixirs, exercises, and swords of the sects, this seat wants!"

Hearing this, the old man and the others were all overjoyed, and at the same time secretly relieved.

But Ye Chen's next words made everyone's faces extremely gloomy, "But this seat hates trouble, as long as you break through the hundred sects, everything in the sects will naturally belong to this seat!"

His face was gloomy and terrifying, and the old man understood at this moment, and the Sword God Sect Master in front of him didn't let go of the idea of himself and others at all.

The snow is falling, and the snow is drifting for thousands of miles.

At this moment, the four terrifying martial arts wills were like a tide, and they returned to the bodies of the four old men.

The rules of ice appeared, enveloping the void within a radius of tens of thousands of zhang, and the old man and the others were also shrouded.

"Sword God Sect Master, with your own strength, you really think you can destroy a hundred sects!"

"Dogs will jump over the wall if they are forced to do so, not to mention us, if we fall, I'm afraid the Sword God Gate will not be gone!" the old man said gloomily, he was still fighting for the last glimmer of hope.

"There are always so many good feelings about oneself in this world, and just a hundred sects want to subvert my Sword God Sect!" Holding the sword out, Ye Chen walked towards the old man and the others step by step. The snow is getting more and more urgent.

Swimming silver snakes wreaked havoc in the void, the setting moon faded and the sky became more gloomy.

And at this moment, a burst of laughter sounded in the void, and one after another figures appeared above the life and death dragon.

The long, fiery hair fell down his waist. The Fire Qilin stood in the void with his hands on his back, looking indifferently at the disciples of the Hundred Sects below, "Those who commit the Sword Divine Sect will be punished even if they are far away!"

"Tens of thousands of years ago. The people of the Tiangang Continent will have to pay the price for violating the Sword God Sect, let alone you!" said the Fire Qilin, its terrifying momentum erupting on him.

Bang bang! One after another martial arts wills manifested in the void, and the rules gathered, and there were more than fifty martial arts wills.

The terrifying coercion roared, and the moment the four old men could not react, the martial arts coercion that gathered together immediately came.

The four old men were shocked and retreated dozens of steps before they stopped. His face was a little pale, he didn't expect that in the void, there were actually more than fifty martial arts realms hidden, could it be that these were all powerhouses of the Sword God Sect. Thinking of this, the hands and feet of the four of them were cold.

"Martial Dao Realm!" the disciples of the Hundred Sects exclaimed in surprise, and their tones became a little abnormal due to their horror.

Ye Chen took the last step, and his figure appeared in front of the four old men in vain, and the will of the martial arts and the will of the moon god gathered together and drew their swords again.

Fifty Will Suppression**. Before the four of them could react, a flash of brilliant sword light flooded the sight of the four of them.

Poof! Bloodshot appeared, a sword sealed the throat! Ye Chen turned around, grabbed his left hand forward, and the four martial arts souls were grabbed from the four corpses, erasing his senses.

Killing four Martial Dao Realms with one sword, Ye Chen's sword made the face of the Hundred Sect Sect Masters bloodless, and they were extremely white.

"Kill them all!" he put away his sword. Ye Chen said indifferently.

"No!" The Hell Martial Dao Realm martial artists who came with Ye Chen came out with their swords one after another. Its surging martial will brought up a monstrous coercion and rushed straight to the disciples of the Hundred Sects.

"The sword god sails, and those who commit the sword god will die!"

"Kill!" Hundreds of thousands of Sword God Sect disciples surged out from above the five peaks, bursting out with an irresistible aura.

It was a complete slaughter, and wails echoed among the peaks.

The dragon of life and death transformed into a human form, rushing into the crowd with a sword, setting off a bloody storm and blood, and its pervasive vitality poured into his body.

"You little girl is bold enough, if I come a moment late, Liu Feng's martial arts will will crush you!" Turning around, Ye Chen looked at the quiet in front of him with a face like jade, his eyes like a pool of clear water, and chuckled: "Your temperament has really not changed at all!"

Hearing this, a trace of crimson flashed on Quiet Qiao's face, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, "Sect Master still remembers me!"

He stuck out his tongue slightly, quietly tugged at his sleeves, and muttered, "Because I sensed the aura of the sect master and knew that the sect master was coming back." ”

Seeing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly and shook his head, time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, this little girl has grown up.

Ye Chen's sword fingers were raised, and three clusters of flames of different colors bubbled out from his fingertips, the fire of reincarnation, the fire of supreme karma, and the fire of cause and effect

The raging fire turned into a flame mark under the pull of Ye Chen's sword finger.

In an instant, Ye Chen's sword finger lightly landed on the center of the quiet brow, and this flame mark merged into her body, replacing the previous one.

The warm feeling spread in Quiet's body, Quiet's face turned red, and he didn't dare to look directly at Ye Chen's gaze.

"Cultivate well, the future of the Sword God Sect still depends on your generation!" Withdrawing his hand, Ye Chen took a step forward, and his figure swept through the silence and appeared on Luoxia Peak.

The cold mountain breeze came with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, and re-stepped on the Luoxia Peak, Ye Chen looked around, ten years have passed, but every scene and thing here has not changed.

Stepping on the mountain road, Ye Chen walked towards the top of Luoxia step by step.

As for the hundred sect disciples below, more than fifty Martial Dao Realm plus Sword God Sect disciples were enough for those people to sleep here for a long time.

Gu Song hung upside down on the cliff, and between the clouds and mist, Ye Chen's figure appeared on the top of the clouds.

A dull stele stands on the top of the setting sun, and the snow stains the stele white.

There was a dead silence all around, except for the intermittent sounds of killing below.

"I'm back!" Stopping, a rare touch of respect appeared on Ye Chen's face, he bowed slightly to the stone tablet, and muttered: "As long as I exist, the Sword God Gate will not be destroyed." ”

The cold wind blows through the heavens and the earth, the snow falls in a stream, and on the stone tablet, there are several big characters carved: The teacher is unparalleled!

"The water in the Martial God Continent is very deep, maybe at this moment I know why Emperor Ling Tian wanted to sentence out the Sword God Gate and steal the Moon God Peiyu!"

The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger, Ye Chen stood in the wind and snow, muttering to himself, briefly explaining the experience of the trip to the Sword Tomb.

The falling snow wool dyed Ye Chen's long hair white, Ye Chen took out the wine jug from the unicorn ring, and carried the wine jug, the wine jug was slightly off, and the wine spilled in front of the tombstone, "We master and apprentice, we haven't drunk for a long time." ”

The wine spilled and turned into ice crystals, and it fell away.

Turning around, Ye Chen looked at the undulating sword path below, the sword path was still there, but the old man of the past was gone.

The intermittent sound of killing fell silent in the moment before the darkness came.

A round of silver moon was among the five peaks of the Sword God, breaking through the clouds and mist, and slowly rising.

The cold moonlight flowed in the mountains, and the fire unicorn broke through the clouds and mist, and its figure appeared on the top of the setting glow.

"The disciples of the hundred sects will be punished!" Looking at the tombstone, the fire qilin said softly.

Hearing this, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes and nodded slightly, "The Hundred Sects Alliance and the Hundred Sects Alliance have just begun, and the next offensive will become more and more fierce!"

With a solemn expression, the Fire Qilin knew the meaning of Ye Chen's words, and the strength of the Sword God Sect was still too weak now.

"Hundreds of thousands of Sword God Sect disciples, if you give the Sword God Gate enough time, the Sword God Gate is enough to grow. "Hiss, the flames bubbled out in vain on the five fingertips of the fire qilin, and hundreds of rings of different shapes loomed in the flames, and they were the spatial rings on the sect masters of the hundred sects, "These rabbit cubs are full of wealth!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his terrifying soul power swept out, and when he noticed the items in these rings, his expression was also a little moved.

"Nearly 600,000 soul martial sword weapons, one million qi martial sword weapons!" Ye Chen muttered, a smile flashing across his eyes, "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect Array, have you ever heard of it?"

"Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect Sword Formation?" There was also a trace of wave in Gujing Wubo's eyes, and the fire qilin's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, "It seems that in the sword tomb, the three generations have taught you a lot of things." ”