Chapter 232: The Mysterious Man

Chapter 232: The Mysterious Man

Dozens of zhang ice swords, endless sword qi surrounded its surroundings, piercing the sky.

"What a powerful sword" Mu Chen said lightly, this ice sword actually made him feel a kind of palpitation, as well as inexplicable sadness.

"This is the Sword Tomb, the place where the sword is buried, isn't it the body of an ancestor buried here, but this ice sword" Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time he kept calling for the fire Qilin in the Qilin Ring, but the Fire Qilin never reacted, now Ye Chen is obviously in the Sword Tomb, the Fire Qilin wanted to come to the Sword Tomb by himself, but why?

"It is rumored in the outside world that the sword tomb is piled up, the sword weapons are everywhere, and there are countless exercises, it seems that not only the people of the world are wrong, but my Ye family is also wrong," Ye Chen said lightly.

Qian Chuanxue glanced at Ye Chen lightly, and at the same time, her right hand was raised slightly, and under the moonlight of the blood, the original bloodstone turned into a white spar, which looked so weird at this moment.

Suddenly, a trace of sword qi emerged from Qianchuan Xue's fingertips, and a sharp cut was made on that slender finger, and a drop of blood fell on the white spar.

The deafening roar of the tiger suddenly sounded on this ice field, and in the surprised gaze of Ye Chen and the others, a phantom shadow emerged from the white sè spar.

The phantom shook, it was a white tiger roaring in the sky, lifelike, revealing endless majesty, the surprised gaze moved away from the phantom, Qianchuan Xue said lightly to Ye Chen: "You drip blood"

Ye Chen looked at Qianchuan Xue with a little suspicion, but the latter didn't explain anything, his right hand was slightly raised, the sword qi cut a bite on his fingertips, and a drop of blood came out, and it landed on the white sè spar with great accuracy, and the white sè spar trembled suddenly, and a phantom shadow emerged from the white sè spar, and then it was a soaring green dragon, lifelike.

"Roar" A dragon yín sound like from the nine heavens sounded in the ears of the three people, in the surprised eyes of the three people, the white tiger and the green dragon continued to fly, at the same time, the white sè spar also floated out of Qianchuan Xue's hand, under the pull of the two phantoms, actually towards the ice sword jīshè, before it touched the ice sword, the white sè spar burst open, turning into a silver sè sword qi.

At the same time, the two phantoms merged into the sword qi, and the sword qi shè into the ice sword, and a deafening sword sound suddenly sounded, with the ice sword as the center, several cracks appeared in the ice layer.

As the sound of the sword yín emerged, the surrounding sword qi tumbled, and finally a figure actually formed.

The figure was holding a sword in one hand, and it was so hazy that it was impossible to see the real face, but the three of them could feel that the figure was watching them.

The figure slowly emerged, and at this moment, the three of them noticed the person's face, the long hair was scattered like ink on the white clothes, and only a white belt was used to tie the hair in front of the back of the head, and the whole body exuded the same cold temperament as his sword, and the whole body exuded a cold breath, and the eyes were like a god looking down on an ant, holding a seven-foot green peak in his hand.

"Who are you?" Ye Chen took a step forward, his eyes vigilantly looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, and there was always a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

"Qi Martial Realm, this level is not enough" The middle-aged man said coldly, his voice turned into thunder and fluttered throughout the sky, and the three of them all took a step back, and the power of just one word was so terrifying.

"Do you know how to swords?" The middle-aged man's figure did not move, his cold gaze fell on Ye Chen, and he said lightly, his tone was full of irresistible majesty.

The Qilin Sword in his hand trembled suddenly, as if he was surrendering to the king, at this moment, Ye Chen actually felt a trace of fear from the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen's face was slightly gloomy, and the true qi poured out of his body like cháo water, and in an instant, the sound of the Qilin Sword and Sword continued, and at the same time, the sword qi was pervasive, but it was still trembling, in this regard, Ye Chen said coldly: "Qilin"

After Ye Chen's shout, the Qilin Sword suddenly stopped shaking, and in this regard, the middle-aged man nodded slowly and said lightly: "Not bad"

Suddenly, the middle-aged figure suddenly took a step forward, and the long sword that was only held in his right hand slowly raised upward, slashing an arc, and in an instant, above the void, the figure shook.

Countless sword shadows emerged, swaying with the figure, one illusion ten, ten illusions, hundreds of illusions, until tens of thousands, countless sword shadows floated above the entire void, and the middle-aged man was located in the sword shadow, the long sword in his hand had left his right hand at some point, but floated strangely above the void, at this moment, the middle-aged man actually smiled faintly at Ye Chen.

The figure trembled suddenly, this sword, Ye Chen had seen it, and he had seen it from Ye Chen, but the power that Ye Wen exerted was far less than that of the middle-aged man in front of him.

With a gesture, ten thousand swords fell from the sky, and the entire ice layer shattered, and the ice sword actually went towards mid-air, and the entire sky was actually distorted, followed by a compassionate sword sound.

Under the ice sword, which was several zhang long, the middle-aged man looked so insignificant, however, the middle-aged man only raised his right hand slightly, and the ice sword floated strangely in mid-air.

"This sword, called Ten Thousand Swords, if you understand it, you understand it, if you don't understand it, you don't understand it" The middle-aged man's right finger was slightly raised, Ye Chen's figure trembled suddenly, and in an instant, the picture of the middle-aged man's sword just now was actually imprinted very clearly in the depths of Ye Chen's mind, even though Ye Chen deliberately didn't pay attention to it, but that picture appeared from time to time.

"If you understand, it's yours, what you don't understand is still yours, it's up to you to understand or not," the middle-aged man said lightly, and at the same time, his right hand suddenly clenched, and the ice sword that was several feet long suddenly exploded, turning into ice crystals in the sky and falling to the ground, but above the void, a blood shadow emerged, full of palpitating aura, and it was a yù pendant, with the eyesight of Ye Chen and the three of them, they could naturally see the appearance of that yùpei.

yùpei was full of blood and fire, and next to yùpei was a seven-foot thin sword floating, and on that yùpei, a big character of dragon flying and phoenix dancing appeared: sword

Looking at the sword word, Ye Chen's three figures trembled, and a terrifying sword intent emerged above that yù pei, making the three of them as cold as if they were in an ice cellar.

The slender fingers held the seven-foot thin sword, and the middle-aged man's eyes showed a trace of remembrance, and he stroked the thin sword gently, and muttered softly: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

At the same time, the thin sword made a crisp sword sound, and in an instant, the thin sword disappeared, followed by the middle-aged man's figure.

Above the void, there was only that piece of blood floating, in this regard, Ye Chen took a step forward and said to the void: "Senior"

The cold wind gusted, and it was the whirring sound that replied to Ye Chen, and after a long time, Ye Chen arched his hand into the void again and said, "Senior"

However, the silence of the entire void was terrifying, and there was no existence of a single figure, at this moment, that piece of blood actually floated strangely towards Ye Chen and landed on Ye Chen's palm.

Entering the cold, Ye Chen looked at the yù pei in his hand in surprise, as well as the sword word, and couldn't help but think of another yù pei, the yù pei he saw in the ancestral pavilion that day, this yù pei and the yù pei in the ancestral pavilion are very similar, however, only the sè ze and the carved characters are different, the ancestral pavilion yù pei is carved with broken characters, and this yù pei is carved with sword characters.

"I've seen this kind of yùpei" Qianchuan Xue took a step forward, looked at the yùpei in Ye Chen's hand with deep meaning, and said lightly.

"In the sword tower of the Imperial Capital Yù Imperial Academy" Ye Chen's gaze moved away from Yù Pei, his eyes raised slightly, facing Qianchuan Xuedao, hearing this, Qianchuan Xue nodded.

"En" Qianchuan Xue's face did not change, and he said lightly: "You have also seen this kind of yùpei, in the Ye Family Ancestral Pavilion"

Qian Chuanxue's tone was extremely affirmative, Ye Chen did not deny this, nodded, and suddenly Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at the void above his head, and muttered softly: "Ye Family Ancestral Pavilion"

"Qianchuan Xue, don't you have a sense of familiarity with that middle-aged man?" Ye Chen said lightly, a trace of remembrance flowed from his eyes, and the picture sealed in the depths of his memory came like cháo water, it was a sky of yīn haze, a ruthless slaughter was carried out under the sky of yīn haze, and the man was rude** Looking at those NV people, after a few moments, there was no sound, and a few days later, a boy crawled out of the pile of corpses, holding a thin sword in his hand, followed by countless bloody killings, day after day, year after year, inexplicable sadness spread in Ye Chen's heart.

"It's him" Qianchuan Xue's eyes changed slightly, and the middle-aged man who had just appeared was the man who had experienced the illusion realm under the ice sword, but the illusion was real, and the man was also real.

"Who the hell is he?" Looking at the endless void, Ye Chen muttered softly, and at the same time, the yù pendant became more and more weird in Ye Chen's eyes.

Suddenly, the entire ice layer broke apart, and at the same time, the cold wind gusted, and the blood moon above the void actually rotated strangely, and countless bones crawled out from under the ice, standing motionless.

"The blood moon is reversed, we are leaving this sword tomb" Qianchuan Xue also raised her head suddenly, looked at the swirling blood moon in the void, and muttered softly.

Before the words fell, the miserable white moonlight fell on Ye Chen and the three of them, and the figures of the three disappeared out of thin air, and at the same time, the countless skeletons looked up to the sky and roared, with a sound of compassion, and an aura like an ancient one appeared in the void where the blood moon was, and for a while, countless screams floated in the entire air

At the same time, the ruined domain, the peak of the Broken Sword, the weakened peak seemed unusually silent, and all that remained was the sound of the wind blowing through the sand and stones.

However, an invisible spatial pattern slowly spread out at the top of the Broken Sword Peak, followed by three figures emerging