Chapter 820: Take the sword and leave

Chapter 820: Take the sword and leave

A three-foot long sword stood in the air, and endless sword intent permeated it. Friendly hand-to-hand hits

Although they were far away, Ye Chen could still feel that fierce sword intent, this heart-palpitating sword intent.

At the same time, the voice of the fire qilin also resounded in Ye Chen's mind: "Dragon Killing Sword, compared to the past, the Dragon Killing Sword has a little less killing intent!"

"Back then, the old insect held the Dragon Killing Sword and killed dozens of Martial Dao Realm martial artists of foreign enemies, but now, you can only return to the Green Dragon Palace!" Looking at the Dragon Killing Sword, the Fire Qilin sighed lightly.

Old worm, fire unicorn and others called the three generations of green dragons, at this moment, the tone of the fire unicorn was slightly lonely.

And Ye Chen sighed slightly, killing dozens of martial arts realm martial artists, what kind of demeanor was that.

At this moment, Ye Chen was a little yearning for that era, an era of strong people.

Gangfeng swept out wildly under the sword weapon, Ye Chen stepped directly on Gangfeng, and approached the dragon sword step by step, and the reincarnation technique in his body worked in vain.

The reincarnation recipe contained the wind god technique, so when Ye Chen ran the reincarnation technique, his dragon sword made a faint sword groan.

Unhindered by anything, Ye Chen stood in front of the Dragon Killing Sword and looked at this Dragon Killing Sword squarely.

Perhaps the Dragon Killing Sword was stained with the blood of a lot of martial arts realm martial artists, so when Ye Chen stood in front of the Dragon Killing Sword, he could feel the earth-shattering killing intent contained in the Dragon Killing Sword.

"What a strong killing intent!" Ye Chen muttered softly, raised his right hand, without any hesitation, directly grasped the Dragon Killing Sword, and at the same time, the true qi exploded outside the body.

For a while, a melodious dragon roar resounded in the imprint of the Green Dragon Palace, soaring into the sky.

Qing Jue, who was standing outside the Green Dragon Palace, also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, listening to this melodious dragon groan, Qing Jue whispered: "The five generations have obtained the Dragon Killing Sword!"

Hearing this, Jee Lin also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered, "That's good!"

After taking the Dragon Slaying Sword, Ye Chen turned around and retreated along the path he had come, his figure also appearing in the sight of Qing Jue and the others.

Seeing that Ye Chen came back safe and sound, Qing Jue and the others all had a hint of a smile on their faces, now that the White Tiger Clan and the Blue Dragon Clan had returned to the Sword God Sect, the future of the two clans was undoubtedly betting on the young man in front of them.

After a short greeting, Qing Jue brought Ye Chen and the others to the Holy Hall of the Green Dragon Clan, which was lined with the tablets of many ancestors of the Green Dragon Clan, so the Holy Hall had an extremely high status within the Green Dragon Clan.

This small gesture can see the respect of the Qinglong Clan for Ye Chen, and the next step is nothing more than to talk about some return.

According to the previous plan, the ancient clans such as the Qinglong Clan and the White Tiger Clan would return to the Sword God Gate with Ye Chen after this sect competition, while the Qinglong Clan lived on the Qinglong Peak next to the Five Peaks of the Sword God.

And when it came to Zongbi, Qing Jue frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Jue Lin, can you be invited by the White Tiger Clan this time?"

"Invite?" Sensing the solemnity in Qing Jue's tone, Jue Lin shook his head and whispered: "Zongbi's invitation is a sect, our four ancient clans do not belong to this ranks, could it be that the Qinglong clan was invited by Zongbi?"

"Well, a few days ago, the envoys of the three major halls came here to inform the Qinglong Clan to participate in this Zongbi!" Qing Jue whispered: "Therefore, several Spirit Martial Realm powerhouses in the clan left a few days ago and went to Zongbi!"

"And today, those black-clothed people suddenly killed and attacked us!" Speaking of this, Qing Jue sighed slightly: "If it weren't for the five generations and you to arrive, today's Qinglong Clan would eventually end up in extinction!"

"According to your words, these three halls are the people behind the control of that mysterious force!"

"There is this possibility, at least there are people from the three major halls in that mysterious force!" Speaking of this, the faces of the two of them, Jie Lin and Qing Jue, became more and more solemn.

And Ye Chen, who was originally cultivating with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes and muttered softly: "The three major halls, the mysterious forces, the foreign enemy, this water is getting muddy and muddy!"

"On the day of Zongbi, there will be many interesting things happening!" After saying this, Ye Chen stopped speaking and continued to close his eyes and cultivate.

In the next few days, Ye Chen did not leave the Qinglong Clan, but stayed in the Qinglong Clan.

And Qing Jue is also dealing with some things within the Qinglong Clan through these times, after all, the return of the Qinglong Clan to the Sword God Gate will definitely bring a series of troublesome things.

In the Qinglong Palace, Ye Chen sat on the stone road in a coiled circle, and the whole person was lifeless, like a mountain stone.

However, its soul power was all over every corner of the Green Dragon Palace, and the imprints clearly appeared in Ye Chen's mind, just as the fire qilin said, Ye Chen's talent was extremely terrifying, although for a few days, Ye Chen still gradually mastered some of the fur of the rules of the wind.

Integrating these furs into his sword skills, Ye Chen's sword became more and more terrifying, and a simple sword could break through the space.

It wasn't until the sixth day that Ye Chen left the Blue Dragon Palace, and he knew that his perception of those patterns had reached a bottleneck.

And in the past six days, Qing Jue has also dealt with all the things that should be dealt with, so when Ye Chen left the Green Dragon Palace, Ye Chen saw Qing Jue standing outside the Green Dragon Palace.

After these few days of contact, Ye Chen also learned about the situation of the Qinglong Clan, although the strength of the Qinglong Clan is now at the end of the four ancient clans, but its strength is still not to be underestimated.

With six Spirit Martial Realm martial artists, hundreds of Soul Martial Realm martial artists, and nearly five hundred Qi Martial Realm martial artists, today's Qinglong Clan is still a big mountain for the Sword God Sect.

After this comparison, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh how strong the Sword God Sect was when it was strong.

"Maybe with the return of the four ancient clans, the Sword God Sect will be able to recover a little bit of vitality!" Ye Chen muttered softly.

The period of Zongbi was gradually approaching, and Ye Chen had spent a lot of time in the White Tiger Clan and the Blue Dragon Clan, so Ye Chen did not have time to rush to the Xuanwu Clan now.

However, a few days ago, the news came that the Xuanwu Clan, the Vermilion Bird Clan, and the White Tiger Clan were all invited by Zongbi, so the patriarchs of the Vermilion Bird Clan and the Xuanwu Clan would all go to the land of Zongbi.

Therefore, there was no need for Ye Chen, Jelin and the others to rush to these two ancient clans, after all, they could see the people of the two clans when they were in Zongbi.

Speaking of the Vermilion Bird Clan, Ye Chen's slender right finger lightly touched the Moon God Mark at the center of his eyebrows, the Vermilion Bird Mark had gradually been covered by the Moon God Mark, no, it should have been swallowed by the Moon God Mark.

"Vermilion Bird Clan, this ancient clan has a bit of a relationship with me!" Ye Chen whispered.

The next day, when the dawn fell on the sky above the Wolong Mountain Range, several figures crossed the sky like a rainbow, and it was Ye Chen and the others.

In addition to the Juelin and others who left with Ye Chen, there were also Qing Jue and others, and the strong men of the Qinglong Clan who left a few days ago also returned to Wolong Valley, plus the opening of the ancient clan sword formation, Wolong Valley was not afraid of the mysterious force coming to besiege again.

Dozens of streamers pierced the sky and shot towards the three major halls, standing in the clouds, Ye Chen's figure loomed, like a breeze.

Although Ye Chen's figure was beside him, Jue Lin had a feeling of astonishment, as long as he closed his eyes, he couldn't detect Ye Chen's existence.

"The prototype of the rules of the wind?" Qing Jue whispered, looking at Ye Chen's eyes full of admiration, obviously, Qing Jue was extremely familiar with the Green Dragon Palace, and naturally knew why Ye Chen stayed in the Green Dragon Hall for the past few days.

But what shocked Qing Jue was that in just a few days, the five generations could comprehend the rudiments of the rules of the wind, thinking that it took him several years at the beginning, could this be the gap in talent?

Thousands of miles of snow drifted, and its endless snowflakes sprinkled from the sky like rain.

And it was in such a white and vast world that several black shadows slowly emerged.

These people wore a robe that they only wore on rainy days, and its snowflakes dyed the lily clothes white, led by a young man, who said that he was a young man, just his handsome appearance, but the vicissitudes of life in the eyes of young people did not belong to the emotions that youth should have.

The wind was roaring, and the young man's face was extremely pale, as if his thin figure could be blown down by the wind at any moment.

"Do you know the whereabouts of the five generations?" the young man's voice was slightly low, and when he said this, the young man coughed involuntarily several times, and his voice was immediately drowned out by the wind.

Hearing this, several middle-aged people standing behind the young man whispered: "Senior Brother Riyu, according to the news from the princelings, the five generations and others have left the Qinglong Ancient Clan!"

The young man known as Senior Brother Ri raised his head, stared at the sky, and muttered softly, "The four ancient clans are returning to the Sword God Sect?

Hichi, the number two in the princeling party, is also the most mysterious figure.

The snowflakes drowned the figures of the young man and others, and in the vast world, only the snow on the ground was quiet

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