"Chaoyang Peak, cold thousand streams, Luoxia Peak, with the wind!"

As the voice of the elder of the Sword God Sect fell, suddenly, the noisy [Guang] field suddenly became much quieter.

Countless eyes looked in the direction of the disciples of Luoxia Peak at the same time, and in the unknown corner around the stands, Li Shiyue also looked towards the place where the disciples of Luoxia Peak were, but did not see that familiar figure.

"Could it be that he didn't come back from sending the sword post?" Li Shiyue muttered softly, her eyes filled with contemplation.

On the sword platform, Huang Wushuang and several people also frowned slightly.

Chaoyang Peak Leng Qianliu's figure jumped on the high platform, before that, Leng Qianliu had also heard his brother Leng Qianfeng say that this is with the wind, and his strength is unfathomable.

However, Leng Qianliu didn't think so, this Suifeng was just a disciple who had just started for a few months, how high could his strength be?

The audience was extremely quiet, and everyone was waiting, waiting for Ye Chen to come to power, but there was still no one.

"Why doesn't this come to the stage with the wind!" Jian frowned slightly, and the Moon Terror Immortal frowned, and said to the emperor on the side.

Hearing this, Huang Wushuang lightly tilted his head and said lightly: "Don't worry, he will come!"

With both hands clenched into fists, Moon Scar looked at the empty martial arts platform, and muttered, "This kid didn't come?"

The fundamental reason why Yue Jingxian participated in the Five Peaks Competition was to teach Ye Chen a lesson, but this kid didn't come at the last moment?

"Senior Brother Qianliu's cultivation is extremely terrifying, even if he meets Senior Brother Qianliu with the wind, he will also end up defeated!

"Maybe that's the case, what a martial artist pursues is to move forward bravely, if he doesn't even have the courage to face failure, let alone chase martial arts?"

"How did Luo Xia Feng accept such a disciple this time? This with the wind has lost Luo Xia Feng's face!"

A burst of whispers sprung up from all around the martial arts platform, and when he heard this, the face of the disciple of Luoxia Peak was also extremely complicated.

"Dancing Evil Junior Brother, where has this Senior Brother Suifeng gone?" asked a Luo Xia Peak disciple.

Hearing this, Moon Dance shook his head helplessly, and sighed lightly: "With the wind, he was ordered by the peak lord to go to deliver the sword sticker, and then he didn't return!"

Hearing this, the disciples of Luoxia Peak all sighed slightly, hoping that this would appear quickly with the wind, otherwise Luoxia Peak's face would really be lost.

The ratio of the five peaks is the grand event of the Sword God Gate, since ancient times, no one has been absent from the ratio of the five peaks, if Ye Chen is in the future, this Ye Chen is still the first person in the ages.

After waiting for a few moments, he still didn't see Ye Chen's figure, and the Sword God Sect elder in charge looked at the Moon Horror Immortal, obviously waiting for the Moon Horror Immortal's decision.

Yue Jingxian glanced at Huang Wushuang, Huang Wushuang shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "It's okay to act according to the rules, if he comes within the specified time, then it will be regarded as his abstention!"

Hearing this, the Moon Horror Immortal said lightly: "Just follow what the Lord of Luoxia Peak said!"

Since the Moon Terror Immortal had spoken like this, the elder had nothing to say, and for a while, the entire Sword Valley was quiet.

Wu Zong glanced at each other, and they all saw the suspicion in the eyes of the other party, that kid didn't finish sending the sword post dozens of days ago, why hasn't he returned to the Sword God Gate?

Time passed minute by minute, but Ye Chen's figure had not yet appeared.

It wasn't until the Sword God Sect Elder got up and was about to announce the result of this game that a rustling sound suddenly sounded from the exit of Sword Valley.

At the same time, a black shadow fell from the sky like a falling meteor, smashing down on the martial arts platform, and jī picked up the broken stones all over the ground.

"Who is it?" Seeing the black shadow on the martial arts platform, Leng Qianliu suddenly withdrew a few steps and slapped a few palms.

The terrifying wind swept in, the dust gradually dissipated, and a scarlet sword was inserted on the martial fighting platform, and the earth-shattering sword aura and killing intent continued to rise on it!

Li Shiyue's eyebrows flowed, staring at the entrance, gritting her teeth and saying, "He's here!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, a thin figure emerged at the exit of Sword Valley, and the sound of footsteps, as if stepping on people's hearts, made people's hearts beat with it.

"Sorry, it's late!" the young man took a step forward, raised his head, and his flat voice resounded in everyone's ears.

"With the wind!" several exclamations rang out, and the Moon Dance Evil was relieved, and this kid still arrived.

Ye Chen's right hand made a slight move, and the long sword on the martial arts platform rose from the ground, shooting into his hand like lightning, and skillfully inserted the long sword behind his back.

The Moon Terror Immortal and Huang Wushuang glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of horror in each other's eyes!

Ye Chen's body was surrounded by a vague aura, and his temperament became more restrained, which was obviously a manifestation of the peak of fake martial arts.

Especially Wu Zong and the others, they said with solemn expressions: "This kid is even stronger than before!"

Step by step towards the sword platform, every step he took, Ye Chen's momentum weakened a point, the moment Ye Chen stepped into the martial arts platform, Ye Chen's whole person looked like an ordinary person, there was not the slightest true qi on his body, and he arched his hand and said: "Luoxia follows the wind!"

The faint voice made the voices in the entire Sword Valley suddenly quiet, and one by one they looked at the two figures on the martial arts platform in surprise.

"He's changed!" Li Shiyue looked at the figure that was slightly thinner than in previous months, and whispered!

A few months ago, Li Shiyue felt that Ye Chen's temperament was very contradictory, sometimes sober, sometimes contradictory, but at the moment he was extremely sober.

The artistic conception gradually tends to be Lou, which is why Ye Chen looks more restrained.

"But even if he comes, the ending won't change, that Leng Qianliu is a cultivator at the peak of Qi Martial Arts!" the Sword God Peak disciple discussed.

Hearing this, everyone who was familiar with Ye Chen smiled and said nothing, although this Leng Qianliu was strong, it was not strong enough to defeat Ye Chen.

Looking at the thin figure on the martial arts platform, a trace of astonishment flashed in Ye Muwan's eyes, she was very familiar with this back, but she had never seen this person.

On the peak of the setting moon, a shadow is like the plum huā petal on the mountain wall, and the lonely fang appreciates itself.

The Five Peaks Dabi is the grand event of the Sword God Gate, and this thousand 11 snow is also there, at this moment, the thousand 11 snow is also looking at the back suspiciously, and an inexplicable familiarity comes to mind.

"You are with the wind" On the much-anticipated martial arts platform, Leng Qianliu, who had a cold face, stabbed the long sword in his hand on the hard floor, and looked at Ye Chen with a cold gaze.

Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly, nodded, and smiled without saying a word.

Feeling the strangeness of the surrounding atmosphere, a trace of strangeness flashed in Leng Qianliu's eyes, because he found that the sword god Sanhuā, Qian 11 Xue, Ye Muwan, and Li Shiyue were all looking over here.

"It's enough to defeat you with a sword!" Probably wanting to show off in front of the beauty, Leng Qianliu's tone at this time was quite arrogant, and with a wave of his long sword, he pointed directly at Ye Chen.

Hearing this, a trace of astonishment appeared on Ye Chen's face, and his gaze subconsciously looked at Wang Lin below, and that kid said the same thing at the beginning.

Looking at the stunned sè on Ye Chen's face, Wang Lin's face under Lou Dou was hot for a while, this hateful boy.

On the sword platform, Huang Wushuang smiled slightly, and smiled at the peak master of Chaoyang Peak: "This disciple of yours is arrogant, but I don't know what his strength is?" Hearing this, the peak master of Chaoyang Peak frowned slightly, this Leng Qianliu was not an arrogant person in the past, but he was so arrogant when he spoke today.

Without the slightest preparation to draw his sword, Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "I hope so!"

"Can we start?" Ye Chen turned his head slightly, looked at the few Moon Terror Immortals sitting on the platform, and said with a faint smile.

When he said this, Ye Chen naturally noticed the gaze of Qian 11 Xue and smiled faintly.

Ye Chen looked over, and the Moon Horror Immortal glanced at each other and nodded.

"Let's take out the sword!" Ye Chen put his hands behind his back and said calmly to Leng Qianliu!

"Out of the sword?" Leng Qianliu sneered, holding the sword and pointing at Ye Chen, Leng Qianfeng's previous admonition to him had already been thrown out of the Nine Heavens.

A biting chill fell from the sky, and a cold sword qi emerged from the long sword, as a key cultivation disciple of Chaoyang Peak, Leng Qianliu's strength would naturally not be weak.

The azure sword light shot out, Leng Qianliu didn't have any warm-up, and a sword was the most terrifying sword.

An invisible spatial bō pattern spread out at the tip of the sword, and the air burst into a roar.

This sword came so suddenly, in the eyes of everyone, Ye Chen didn't have time to react at all.

"Is that all?" Raising his head, Ye Chen said lightly. @。