The three momentum converged again!

The will of the moon god spread out on Ye Chen's body again, and the will of the moon god was running one after another, and Ye Chen's face was slightly pale.

Ye Chen took a step forward and stepped through the void, and in an instant, countless afterimages appeared beside Ye Chen.

"Divine power turns into wind!" Ye Chen whispered, and every afterimage contained a terrifying will of the moon god.

And the moment Ye Chen took the first step, Mu Chen also stepped forward with his sword, and its snowflakes flew beside him, and finally the snowflakes were strangely still in mid-air. The sword aura was pervasive, and a sad fluctuation spread, and the snowflakes finally condensed into blooming lilacs! This is Mu Chen's supernatural power, integrated into the ultimate supernatural power of emotion, just this step, a sad roar sounded between heaven and earth.

Holding the Proud World Sword, Xiao Fatzi's slightly obese figure became taller and taller, and there were spatial ripples behind Xiao Fatman, and a round of silver moons also emerged.

This round of silver moon also contained a terrifying will, and as soon as this will appeared, whether it was Murong Yu or everyone watching on Fengzong Island, their bodies were suddenly shocked.

This will is also the will of the moon god, but this will is the will of three generations, and the will that remains in the half of the remnant soul.

The will of the four generations of remnants of the moon god and the will of the three generations of remnants of the moon god gradually converged, and the heavens and the earth dimmed in vain, while at the same time, the screams echoed, the ultimate in emotion!

"That person actually has the will of three generations of the Moon God!" Murong Yu's face changed slightly.

"If four or four generations are here, just relying on the will of martial arts is enough to destroy me!"

"It's a pity, it's just a remnant of the martial arts will, it's a pity!" The three general trends converged together, suppressing Murong Yu like a mountain, and Murong Yu's face was still so indifferent.

This is this kind of absolute self-confidence!Endless sword qi conjured out beside him, and Murong Yu stood in the sea of sword qi like this.

"The Holy Son must die today!" Ye Chen's figure flashed, turning into a long rainbow and shooting directly at Murong Yu.

Today, he is not only here to save Qianchuan Xue, but also to erase the Holy Son! If this son is not removed, he will definitely be in trouble every day.

Running frantically with the will of the four generations of the moon god in the moon god seal, Ye Chen's sword finger was raised and pointed forward: "Turn into wind!"

"A sword captivates the city!" Ye Chen held the sword, took out the sword, and as soon as he struck, it was the strongest sword, countless afterimages followed, the wind roared, and in an instant, countless brilliant sword lights emerged.

These brilliant sword lights gathered together, instantly flooding the entire void and covering the stars.

"Very good sword!" Murong Yu whispered, his expression was still so indifferent, "A very beautiful sword, full of poignancy in the world!"

The moment Murong Yu's left hand was raised, its roar suddenly resounded, and countless sword qi flowed through his fingertips, and a terrifying will merged into it.

"Your sword can cover the starry light in the sky, then my sword qi can tear it apart!"

"Shredded!" Murong Yu said lightly, the giant palm of the sky met the falling sword light in vain, and this scene looked extremely shocking.

The palm of his hand seemed to tear apart the brilliant sword light, and in an instant, the two got closer and closer, and at the moment when it was about to touch, the endless sword qi on its periphery first touched the brilliant sword light, and its roar suddenly resounded.

Boom, a huge sound suddenly echoed, turning into a huge force aftermath that rolled wildly around and tore apart the void.

The dazzling sword light and palm shadow gradually turned into nothingness, wiping out thousands of sword lights with one palm, this is the strength of the three major hall masters Murong Yu.

Rushing away and spreading out, Ye Chen's body shook suddenly, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body took a few steps back, and a terrifying will flowed in his body.

This will is Murong Yu's martial will, bang, bang! Ye Chen's figure retreated a few steps backwards again, and suddenly used the will of the moon god to dispel this terrifying will in his body.

The snowflakes flew, Mu Chen came out with a sword, it was still the most simple sword, up the sword, out of the sword!

When it was such a sword, it contained the ultimate of idealism, a wave that made the sword feel sad danced on it, and the lilacs formed by the condensed snowflakes around him flew beside him.

Murong Yu didn't turn around before he noticed the sword light that shot out behind him, and his heart was slightly shocked, "The extreme of affection, this sword is also good!"

Murong Yu held it with his left hand, and a sword shadow transformed by the will of the martial arts appeared, and when he turned around, Murong Yu was also a sword that was extremely simple, raising the sword and taking out the sword.

The sword is not earth-shattering, but it is enough to subvert the heavens and the earth! These two equally bland swords met in the void, and at this moment, Murong Yu felt an inexplicable sadness, and that kind of sadness was heartbreaking.

Similarly, at the moment when the tip of the sword met, Mu Chen also felt a domineering power that dominated the world!

The two incomparably bland swords met in the void like this, without stirring up fluctuations, but it was the silence of this decision that caused the surrounding void to shatter silently.

The lilac flowers flying around fell and fell on Murong Yu's body, Murong Yu's sword eyebrows raised slightly, compared to this sword, these flowers were even more terrifying.

Bang! The martial will permeated out, and Murong Yu crushed these flying lilacs with the martial will.

Xiao Fatzi is waiting for the opportunity to come out of the sword, it is at this moment, the proud sword is out, and it will definitely be earth-shattering, and the wind and clouds will change color.

If you don't make a sound, it will be earth-shattering, proud of the world! It is also an incomparably brilliant sword, and the silver moon phantom behind it is integrated into his sword.

"Hmph!" Murong Yu snorted coldly, forcibly forced Mu Chen's sword back, turned around suddenly, grabbed the void with his left hand, and a sword shadow appeared again, and the sword fell, directly slashing on this brilliant sword light.

Bang bang! The crisp sound of the sword roared out, its terrifying force exploded, Xiao Fatzi's figure also retreated, its strength fell on him, the blood and qi rolled, and a little blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"It is worthy of the three hall masters!" When the figure retreated, Xiao Fatzi could still sense the martial arts will that followed, and swung a sword forward again, and his body retreated dozens of steps in a row.

"Do you want to continue, the three of you are definitely not my enemies, even if you have the will, but after all, it is not the Martial Dao Realm!" Murong Yu's gaze raised and fell on Ye Chen above, he made three moves, each time severely injuring Ye Chen and the others.

There was a terrifying coercion in his eyes, and when his gaze touched Ye Chen, Ye Chen's body shook suddenly, and he didn't say anything.

"Turning into wind!" Ye Chen whispered, his sword finger raised, and in an instant, those afterimages behind him immediately turned into roaring winds, and the winds swept out wildly, filling the sky, and finally turned into a roaring green dragon.

The green dragon roared out and rushed towards Murong Yu, and at the same time, Ye Chen took a step forward, and the Qilin Sword in his hand came out of his hand, turning into a streamer of light and merging into the green dragon.

"Hundred Steps Flying Sword!" Ye Chen's figure followed closely behind, also blending into the Blue Dragon Phantom.

The green dragon roared, the endless wind condensed into a sword, and in an instant, a sword rain fell in the void in vain, and its sword shadows surged towards Murong Yu.

"This is the best time, this seat will take the four swords, after this sword, the mistakes made by my disciple will be stopped!" Murong Yu's eyes looked coldly at the sword shadow that shot out, his body took a step forward, the entire void suddenly trembled, a terrifying breath, permeating the heavens and the earth, Murong Yu pinched his fingers into a sword, the sword shadow rose in the wind, and swept out, which contained an extremely terrifying martial arts will, directly shattering the sword shadow in the sky, and even tearing the roaring green dragon.

And Ye Chen's figure also appeared strangely behind Murong Yu, and his Qilin Sword shot out, leaving only this extremely brilliant sword light, rain sword technique.

The purpose of this sword was the Holy Son, and the Holy Son, who was extremely weak in soul, also noticed this sword, and raised his head with a look of horror in his eyes.

This sword was very fast, at least piercing the head of the Holy Son, and this sword shattered all the vitality in the Holy Son's body, but at the moment when this sword would continue to obliterate the soul of the Holy Son, Murong Yu's hand appeared, the sword finger caught the Qilin Sword, looked at Ye Chen coldly, and said lightly: "It's enough! If it continues, then don't blame this seat for ignoring the rules!" Saying this, Murong Yu looked at the direction of Fengzong Island with deep meaning, and at the same time, the sword finger struck on the Qilin Sword.

Bang bang! Putting away the sword, Ye Chen's figure stepped back, and he looked at the Holy Son who was no longer human.

"Hmph!" Murong Yu snorted coldly, grabbed the figure of the Holy Son, and stepped away. Murong Yu knew that if he was born and killed the fifth generation, then he would definitely usher in the combined attack of Xuanyuan Ye and Huangpu, and at that time, the Sword God Temple would no longer exist.

Suppressing the tumbling blood, Ye Chen looked at the departing figure quite unwillingly.

Mu Chen held his sword and stood quietly beside Ye Chen and didn't say anything, but Xiao Fatzi spoke: "He has already moved his killing intent, if it weren't for the involvement between the three major halls, he would have killed us today!"

"I know that when he first appeared, the outcome of this matter was already doomed, but I want to know how big the gap between me and the three major hall masters is!" Ye Chen whispered, although he was confident, he didn't blindly think that with the will of the four generations of the Moon God, he could wipe out the Sword God Hall Lord Murong Yu! It was already his limit to be able to reach the point where he was now, but after the first attempt, Ye Chen also truly realized how terrifying Murong Yu was.

"And what about the result?" Mu Chen whispered, his hand holding the sword was numb for a while, and he temporarily lost consciousness.

"Unfathomable, at least we can easily erase us now!" wiping away the blood from the corners of his mouth, Ye Chen whispered.

Turning around, Ye Chen's gaze fell on the void from afar, where a white dress was flying