A sword shadow extended from Ye Chen's fingertips, the sword intent materialized, and the silver sword qi continued to circulate on the surface of the sword shadow

Immediately, the sword shadow turned into a long rainbow and fell like a meteor, and the figure of the moon wind was stunned, and at that moment, he seemed to feel that everything around him was still.

Black and white qi emerged from the void, forming a yin-yang fish.

And Moon Wind's figure was shrouded by the Yang Fish, looking at the sword shadow that shot from him, a trace of disbelief flashed in Moon Wind's eyes.

Raising the sword, Moon Wind unhurriedly swung a sword forward, and its sword qi shot out.

However, at this moment, clusters of silver sharp flames appeared out of thin air, directly submerging this sword qi and turning it into nothingness.

Under the yin and yang fish, the surroundings of the moon wind seemed to be still again, and at this moment, the moon wind actually stagnated for a moment, and did not come out of the sword. Let the sword shadow hit his chest, and the figure retreated wildly.

A trace of blood slowly dripped down, and Yue Feng looked at the blood shadow standing in the void and the yin and yang fish above his head in shock, and said in shock: "How is it possible!"

Seeing this scene, the fire qilin was also surprised: "Four generations, life and death are eternal!"

"It seems that the blood contained in the four generations of Moon God Peiyu has completely activated the bloodline in his body, hehe, the four generations of bloodline after awakening!" Xiao Ziyun muttered.

Ye Chen's face was pale, the shock in his eyes was no less than that of the moon wind, he raised his head and looked at the round of yin and yang fish in the void.

In an instant, the yin and yang fish also shattered again, turning into starlight and falling away.

The black and white aura was still circulating in Ye Chen's eyes, before, he clearly felt that everything around him was still, even if it was not instantaneous, Ye Chen still felt it clearly.

As long as the true qi is injected into the eyes, that feeling will appear" However, Ye Chen also found helplessly, just for this moment, the true qi in the body will be consumed.

The audience gasped, looking at the corner of the moonwind's mouth in the void like a ghost, the shock at this moment was no longer enough to flow out of the shock in everyone's hearts, Ye Chen, who was like a dead dog before, was actually affected by the moonwind.

Especially the Moon Terror Immortal, no one knows the strength of this Moon Wind better than him.

"How is it possible, a person who exists like an ant can actually hurt his father!" his eyes narrowed slightly, and Yue Jingxian suppressed the shock in his heart, and continued to face the offensive of Mu Chen and the others.

Mu Chen wiped away the blood at the corners of his mouth, his eyes fell on Ye Chen's body from afar, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered, "This is like the real one!"

The eighth sword, Ye Muwan's palms are already oozing hand sweat, if Ye Chen can support the two more swords, then today will be safe and sound.

"Old horseman, you don't want to kill me, I'll give you this chance, come on!" Ye Chen indifferently raised his left hand, and made a move forward, and the faint spatial waves slowly spread around with Ye Chen as the center, and a bloody suit hunted.

Ye Chen smiled indifferently, and looked at the moon wind expressionlessly, "Although the true qi has recovered a lot, the gap between it and the moon wind still can't be made up, even if it is death, it will be a battle, under the hun martial arts, everything is an ant, and one of the thousand spirit martial arts is a hun." In their eyes, Hun Wu is undoubtedly the existence of the top sky, to the surprise of many martial artists here, their hearts were shocked, and Lu uttered words of disbelief, but it was like thunder, floating above the entire void, he wanted to challenge the peak martial artist of Hun Wu, no, even Lingwu. No one knew the true strength of the moon wind, and Ye Chen knew that "even if he tried his best, he might not be able to force out the true strength of the moon wind."

Feeling Ye Chen's surging battle intent, the stunned color in Yue Feng's eyes gradually receded, and in an instant, it turned into a piece of clarity, a sense of indifference permeated his whole body, a powerful majesty slowly leaked out of his body, and the void became extremely gloomy again.

Moon Feng's expression was calm, he took a step forward, as if above Ye Chen, the sound of ten thousand sword groans sounded out of thin air above the void, the momentum on Yue Feng's body rose again, and with a random wave of it, hundreds of sword qi appeared out of thin air, spinning around him strangely, and the indifferent voice slowly sounded: "Yes, it's already the eighth sword, but I don't know if I can catch the ninth sword!"

Heaven and earth were dàng, the void was gradually distorted, the earth trembled, the mountain peaks in the distance collapsed, the mountain peaks broke apart, and slowly flew towards the distorted place, hundreds of sword qi turned into hundreds, and in an instant, the entire void was filled with sword qi.

A continuous loud noise shook through the void 1 and the big waves spread out in all directions without the slightest hesitation.

The space was shrouded towards Ye Chen with a twisted and majestic chirp and endless coercion.

The flow of sword yuan power in Ye Chen's body became extremely slow, and at this moment, he truly realized that the strength of the moon wind flowing out just now was only the tip of the iceberg, and his body was extremely stiff and moved away, but that coercion made Ye Chen unable to move for half a minute!

Moon Wind slowly stepped into the air, holding a long sword, looking at Ye Chen indifferently, and said, "Hun Wu is not imaginable!"

"What about hunwu, after all, it's just a relatively powerful ant!" A vicissitudes of life slowly sounded from the void, and then the sound was as loud as thunder, turning into waves of sound swept in.

The sword qi in the sky broke through one by one, and the figure of the moon wind retreated wildly, and a touch of blood red dripped down the corners of his mouth.

"Presumptuous, how can someone interrupt the affairs of this seat!" Yue Feng said coldly, holding his sword, his figure took a step forward in vain, as if he had passed through space, and appeared above Ye Chen, directly slashing towards Ye Chen with a sword.

Without constricting strength, the strength of the moon wind completely exploded, and at this moment, only this coercion completely suppressed Ye Chen and couldn't move.

And at this moment, the Fire Qilin and the others also truly experienced the strength of the Moon Wind, completely infinitely close to the Spirit Martial Realm.

If this sword fell, then there would definitely be no more Ye Chen in the world, but this sword bounced off before it fell.

A crisp piano sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, penetrating people's hearts, as if plucking the heartstrings in everyone's hearts.

When the flowing water sword qi met this flowing water-like sound wave, it was directly extinguished, the sword qi dissipated, and the sound of the piano was still floating.

Just this incomparably dull sound of the piano fell into the ears of the moon wind, but it was like the sound of heaven and earth, and the figure retreated a few steps backwards, looking towards the sky in horror.

Heaven and earth became incomparably clear again, the peaks in mid-air turned into dust and sprinkled all over the void, and in an instant, all the swords in the audience couldn't help but tremble, making a crisp sword groan.

An invisible space slowly spread out between Ye Chen and the moon wind, and a figure immediately appeared, wearing a green shirt, its long hair like ink like flowing water, messily draped over his shoulders.

The most surprising thing was the guqin on the man's knees, his powerful hands plucking the silver strings on it, and the crisp sound of the sword wafting out.

Looking at this person, everyone had a very peculiar feeling, as if there was a brush sprinkled with ink, but it went straight to the heart, and the sword weapon present stopped chirping the moment this person just appeared.

Ye Chen couldn't help but have a trace of astonishment on his face, and then bowed down to this figure and said, "Ye Chen has seen the master!"

What Ye Chen didn't expect was that the person who suddenly appeared in front of him was actually Mo Che, but what surprised Ye Chen was Mo Che's cultivation, in Ye Chen's opinion, Mo Che's bloodline had not awakened, but at this moment, it gave Ye Chen a feeling like the sea.

Putting away the qin, the figure turned around slowly, a smile flashed on his gentle face, and he stood with his hands in his hands, his robe dancing with the wind, this kind of bearing, the moon wind in front of Ye Chen, also seemed to be inferior.

Holding the qin, Mo Che looked at Ye Chen with a gentle face, felt the breath on Ye Chen's body, and said with a slight smile: "I haven't seen it for months, but my hand is even more powerful, it seems that the martial arts have not been abandoned for several months, but the qin path can be wasted?"

"It has never been deserted, there is a law in the martial arts, as long as there is a sword in the heart, everything can be a sword, then there is a qin in the heart, how can it be wasted!" When facing Mo Che, the killing intent in Ye Chen's whole body gradually receded, and his state of mind softened.

That killing emotion disappeared again, and Ye Chen's eyes gradually became clearer.

Sensing the black and white aura circulating in Ye Chen's eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in Mo Che's eyes, and he said softly, "Reincarnation?"!"