Chapter 891: Holy Son

Outside Fengzong Island, above the ice for thousands of miles.

Ye Chen put his hands behind his back, his eyes staring at the wind and snow in the sky, his eyes showing a contemplative look.

In the vast snow, Ye Chen's figure seemed to blend into this day, this place, and this snow.

Qingjue, Jede Forest, Xuanjian, Jian Xue, Han Jian and others stood a hundred meters away, all quietly looking at the white-clothed hunting figure.

And there is no longer a figure within a radius of thousands of meters, this has become a forbidden place, at least in the eyes of the third-rate sect, this is a forbidden place, and they can't step into it.

It flutters like catkins, and in the roaring cold wind, the snow falls at the end of the ice.

"Three Great Palaces!" Ye Chen, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Very strong!"

When he was in the White Tiger Clan, Ye Chen had heard Jue Lin mention the strength of the three major halls, but when he faced it today, Ye Chen really realized the horror of the three major halls.

"Now, the three ancient clans have returned to the Sword God Gate, even so, compared to the three major halls, the strength of the Sword God Gate is still insignificant!" Ye Chen whispered.

"The three hall masters, the six deputy hall masters, and many elders, these are all martial arts realm cultivators!"

"The will of the Martial Dao ignores the supernatural powers, ignores the rules! Just a few martial arts realm martial artists are enough to wipe out the Sword God Sect!"

"The three great halls began to suppress the four ancient clans thousands of years ago, and it can be seen from this that the three great halls will not allow the four great ancient clans to shake their status!"

"Now, the three ancient clans have returned to the Sword God Gate, if the Sword God Gate is given a certain amount of time, the Sword God Gate will also recover a lot of vitality, but will the three major halls turn a blind eye?"

Ye Chen's muttering blended into the wind and snow, and a long sword with a simple style appeared in Ye Chen's hand.

"Xuantian Sword!Xuanwu Clan Inheritance Sword Weapon!" Ye Chen's eyes fell on the strange mark on the Xuantian Sword, a Xuanwu roaring in the sky, in which Ye Chen felt a terrifying will!

"Four pieces of Moon God Peiyu, four inheritance sword weapons!" Transporting the Xuantian Sword, a brilliant sword flower spread, and just one sword tore apart the space, looking at the shattered space, Ye Chen whispered: "What kind of game has the four generations laid out!"

"What is buried in that sword tomb?" Raising his head and looking at the sky, Ye Chen couldn't help but see in front of his eyes the ice sword that had penetrated heaven and earth.

"Perhaps, Zongbi will be able to know later!" Ye Chen collected his sword, and the Xuantian Sword was submerged in the Qilin Ring.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded in the sky, and the sound of breaking wind broke the peace of the moment.

However, Ye Chen still looked at the snowflakes floating in front of him as if he didn't know, but the faces of Qing Jue and the others who were standing a hundred meters away changed slightly, their sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and their eyes swept towards the sky.

The starlight flickered, but at this moment, the star-filled void dimmed in vain, and a figure walked out of the void.

Dressed in a black robe, his long ink-like hair danced wildly behind his back, as for the face that was particularly strange, hazy, no matter how Qing Jue and the others looked at it, they couldn't see it clearly.

But as soon as this person appeared, Qing Jue knew who this person was, and the strange aura on this person's body, they couldn't forget it, the Holy Son of the Sword God Temple.

As soon as this figure appeared, its sword-like gaze fell on Ye Chen, and at the same time, a light laugh spread out in the sky: "Not bad!"

A very annoying aura swirled in the sky, Ye Chen raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the figure lightly.

"Sword God Sect Sect Master Five Generations Moon God, not bad!" the man still chuckled, "It's only been a few months, and the speed of growth is really shocking!"

"It's also shocking to be able to get out of a character like you in today's Sword God Gate!" This person's voice carried a disdain for the Sword God Gate, now this Sword God Gate has completely declined, how can there be that kind of scenery back then?

The defeated sect has a reputation, but its strength can't match that prestige, and in the end, the previous prestige is just a satire of the present.

"Very nasty breath, very annoying person!" Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and no one could see the look in his eyes: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Regarding that question, the black-robed young man was also a little confused, rubbing his eyebrows and recalling: "I remember, I had a name many years ago, and then that name gradually faded away, not only I forgot it, but everyone else too!"

"Later, they habitually called me the Sword Saint Son, and then I got used to this title too! Sword Saint Son, maybe this name is a little unfamiliar, but in a short time, you will be qualified to come into contact with this circle!"

The black-robed young man chuckled, his slender right hand raised, and under the starlight, his hand was slightly pale.

And pointed to the sword, the black-robed young man's sword pointed forward, and a strange fluctuation spread, hitting the surrounding void, and the snowflakes floating around turned into nothingness in vain. "Fast update, no ads, Bayi Chinese"

"That guy likes snow, but I always hate the things he likes, by the way, Tai Yanzi refers to the moon god Tai Yanzi, this person, those people behind you should know!" The black-robed young man's gaze fell on Qing Jue and the others in the distance, and chuckled.

"Sword Holy Son!" On the sect level, Ye Chen paid attention to the black-robed young man, and said lightly: "Something?"

"Just to see the prey, hehe!" the black-robed young man continued to laugh, but his laughter was a little colder than the cold wind.

"Prey?" Ye Chen didn't like the eyes of the black-robed young man very much, he looked high up like a god looking down on an ant.

"There is one more thing besides coming to see the prey, then I want to determine whether you are qualified to be my prey!" Speaking of this, the black-robed young man's gaze fell on Ye Chen, and a fiery color welled up in his eyes.

"I was looking forward to meeting you a few months ago!" The black-robed young man looked at Ye Chen with a look in his eyes as if he was looking at a plate of food, which made people shudder.

Bang bang! Several fierce momentum rose up on Qing Jue and the others, and Qing Jue and the others were about to step forward, but they were shocked to find that a terrifying coercion was coming.

Several of its blood-colored figures diffused out of Qing Jue and the others, the bloody robe of the demon was as strange as blood, and several figures were shrouded in it, a total of six figures, these people were all filled with the aura of demon beasts, and the aura of killing and fury was intertwined.

It was such six figures that blocked the way of Qing Jue and the others, and in the face of these six figures, Qing Jue and Jian Xue and the others felt unprecedented pressure.

There was no life on these six figures, but there was a terrifying power in their bodies, and these six people were like corpses crawling out of hell.

At least when facing these six figures, Jian Xue had a strange feeling, "There is no life, and I can't even feel the slightest soul fluctuation!"

"As a subordinate, then you must have the consciousness of being a subordinate, there are some things that you can't touch, hehe!" The voice of the black-robed young man resounded in vain in the ears of Qing Jue and the others.

This voice was very cold, like a gust of yin wind enveloping Qing Jue and the others, in the face of this voice, Qing Jue and the others had to use their true qi, and the cold dissipated.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you, after all, you don't have the qualifications to become prey!" The black-robed young man retracted his gaze, and his scarlet tongue couldn't help but stick out, "Only the five generations of moon gods are qualified to be my prey!"

Ye Chen looked indifferently at the six blood-colored figures in the distance, which were very strange and appeared silently.

Regarding the words of the black-robed youth, Ye Chen shook his head, looked at the black-robed youth indifferently, shook his head and said, "Whether you are worthy or not, it is not your turn to define!"

"Interesting!" The black-robed young man took a step forward, and a strange black mist suddenly filled behind him, "At least in this game, the rules are set by me, and as the master, I naturally want to confirm whether you have the qualifications to be the prey!"

"Tai Yanzi likes to play chess games, while I like to make games and set rules!" The smile on the corner of the black-robed young man's mouth gradually converged, "When you are qualified, the game will really begin!"

"Now, let's start confirming the qualifications!" the black mist surged, and a crisp sword groan emerged from the black mist.

The black-robed young man raised his right hand, his right hand reached into the black mist, and grabbed a black and demonic long sword, a strange sword aura emerged, and the surrounding void was instantly shattered, revealing a pitch-black void space.

"Old man, a new round of games has started again!" the black-robed young man muttered to himself, and in an instant, the stars in the sky dissipated in vain, the black mist filled the void, and only the figure and the sword remained in the void.

Ye Chen's heart froze, the black sword aura was very weird, and Ye Chen felt an extremely cold aura.

The black-robed young man took a step forward in vain, holding his long sword, and the power of its two rules appeared in vain beside him.

A virtual rule, an ice rule, two different rules are controlled by the black-robed youth.

The two rules spread, and at the moment when the black-robed young man took the second step, a terrifying sword intent long sword permeated, and at the same time, a sword intent phantom several zhang long extended from the long sword, and the surging sword qi surged around.

The long sword swung up, and the black-robed young man seemed to dance a sword qi several zhang long, and the yin wind gusted, and the cold aura instantly filled the entire void, freezing the spatial turbulence that had been shattered.

The breeze clicked, and the turbulence of the space disappeared. A terrifying coercion spread, looking at Ye Chen below, the eyes of the black-robed young man were full of chills.

A rare solemnity was revealed on Ye Chen's face, Ye Chen looked at the scene in the void, and the sword intent also spread across him.

However, at this moment, a terrifying will came to him, this was the will of the martial arts, from the martial will of the black-robed young man.

"As I said, you're barely qualified to access this circle now! just barely!" the black-robed young man took a step forward, the long sword in his hand slamming down.

Ye Chen retreated a few steps back......