The young man's gaze froze in vain, and he looked at the figure that walked out of the endless void in disbelief.

Dressed in white like snow, a tall figure stepped on the turbulence of the broken space and slowly walked out.

The young man's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes remained motionless as he looked at the figure.

The other Sword Suppression Pavilion disciples also noticed the young man's strange appearance, and they all raised their heads to look at the figure in the sky.

The snowflakes fluttered at some point, looking at this figure, they all had a feeling of astonishment, as if they were facing the heavens and the earth.

Ye Chen stepped on the snow, his gaze fell on the Void Sword Formation below, and said lightly: "Activate the Sword Formation, the purpose is the Ancient Sword Sect!"

Hearing this, Qing shrugged his head, slapped out his right hand, and directly withdrew the sword arrays around him, and the stone swords that were originally inserted in the mountain stones emerged one after another, forming a void sword array.

Seeing this, Ye Chen nodded slightly, stepped out, and took a direct step, and his figure appeared in the Void Sword Array.

The sword array operated in vain, and Ye Chen's figure was once again submerged by the streamer.

It wasn't until Ye Chen's figure disappeared that the young man breathed a sigh of relief, panting constantly, but his eyes couldn't hide the fiery color.

"Senior Brother Mo Yu, who was that person before?" The woman who spoke out before said a little weirdly, her senior brother is also a high-minded and arrogant person on weekdays, how could she listen to a young man's words today.

"Senior sister, I can't forget what my brother said earlier!" the young man said with a bitter smile, as soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Sword Suppression Pavilion around him immediately fell into a state of stupor.

The Void Sword Array could travel thousands of miles in just a few breaths, and after a few breaths, Ye Chen stepped out again, appearing on an ice field.

"Revisiting the old land, this is fate!" Ye Chen stepped out and turned into a streamer of light across the sky.

In the Ancient Sword Sect, two old men sat on top of the mountain rock, and there was a plate of endgame on the smoothed mountain stone, and the black and white were wrong.

"Brother Dance's chess skills are getting more and more weird!" an old man in black chuckled, holding a sunspot and quietly pressing it down.

Hearing this, the old man in white smiled faintly, "Compared with a few months ago, the old man has improved not only in chess skills, but also in his swordsmanship!"

"It seems that the original battle brought a lot of gains to Brother Wudong, but it's a pity that I was traveling on the mainland at the beginning and missed the original battle!"

"I'm curious, what kind of person can make you and the sect master so praised!" the old man in black whispered, his tone a little helpless.

"A sword in white clothes!" A hint of remembrance appeared in the eyes of the old man in white when Bai Zi fell into the plate, but in the end, he couldn't depict that figure, "I can't forget that sword, a sword that is enough to captivate the city!"

"If Brother Wu Dong meets that person now, I don't know if he can have the confidence to defeat him!" the old man in black chuckled.

"It's only a forty percent possibility!" the old man in white smiled helplessly, his sword qi diffusing with a wave of regular fluctuations at his fingertips, "Unless I evolve a supernatural power!"

Suddenly, a fluctuation appeared in the void, and the expressions of the old man in white and the old man in black both changed, and they got up and looked at the stirred spatial ripples with solemn faces.

In this clear sky, its snowflakes floated strangely, and a white-clothed figure like snow came out of the wind and snow.

When his eyes touched this figure, the old man in white stared in vain, it was him!

The snow flew, and when he touched this figure, the old man in black was slightly shocked, and just that gaze brought him inexplicable palpitations, and the true qi in his body worked inexplicably.

Stepping on the snow, Ye Chen casually took a few steps forward, and his aura completely merged into the heaven and earth.

When the old man in white noticed him, Ye Chen also noticed the existence of the old man in white.

The sword finger was raised slightly, Ye Chen pointed to the Void Sword Array in the distance, and said lightly: "This seat is here this time, and I want to use the Void Sword Burial of your sect!"

"This seat?" The black-clothed old man's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and the crazy tone of the person in front of him, how can you use the Void Sword Array of a treasure if you want.

However, the old man in black didn't notice the strange appearance of the old man in white, the old man in white had a shocked look in his eyes, the person in front of him gave him a completely different feeling from a few months ago, it was definitely the Spirit Martial Realm, it seemed that he had broken through.

"The Void Sword Array is a forbidden place for this sect, and no one can enter it without the permission of the sect master!" said the old man in black lightly, a terrifying aura gushing out of his body.

Ye Chen didn't speak, his gaze kept stopping on the old man in white.

Seeing this, the old man in black was a little annoyed, and the kid in front of him dared to ignore the old man.

The old man in black was about to speak again, but the old man in white raised his right hand in vain, pressed the shoulder of the old man in black, took a step forward, met Ye Chen's gaze, and said in a deep voice: "I want to fight with you!"

The battle intent permeated the old man in white in vain, and in the stunned gaze of the old man in black, the old man in white actually held the sword weapon in his hand that he had not used for several years.

"Otherwise, I will regret it for the rest of my life!" Holding the sword, the old man in white suddenly took a step forward.

The sword intent condensed, the rules emerged, the old man's figure turned into a streamer and shot out, and the sword in his hand turned into thousands of sword shadows in vain, and tens of thousands of sword shadows drowned Ye Chen's figure in an instant.

Catching a glimpse of the white-clothed snow-like figure being drowned by the shadow of the sword, the old man in black couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong with the dance today, it's so abnormal!"

"Even if people are here to borrow the Void Sword Formation, you old boy should not be the strongest sword skill as soon as he makes a move!" the old man in black muttered: "That kid is so arrogant, maybe he has a tough backstage. If you dance your old boy and destroy others, wouldn't it be a big enemy for my Eternal Sword Sect!" Just as the old man in black muttered, the old man in white stabbed out a sword again, the strongest sword, and the brilliant sword light merged into the thousands of sword shadows.

The strongest sword! When the old man in white unleashed this sword, this sword became more terrifying than a few months ago, and it was enough to defeat that person, but it was enough to repel it.

The eyes of the old man in white fell through the dense sword shadow and landed in the center of the sword shadow, where there was a figure, and its white clothes were better than snow.

However, at this glance, the old man's gaze was stunned, and he saw Ye Chen's right hand pointing at the sword, raising one finger and gently dropping, the endless chill was pervasive and clustered, and the flying sword shadow was immediately frozen.

It was not just the sword shadow that was frozen, but only in an instant, the old man felt a chill attack, and a layer of frost spread out at the tip of the sword, and in an instant, the frost spread, instantly freezing his figure.

The wind blew, and the frozen sword shadows dissipated, while the figure of the old man in white still stopped in the void.

The snow fell, Ye Chen's figure directly swept past the old man in white, and landed on the Void Sword Array in the distance, the Void Sword Array operated in vain, full of light, and Ye Chen's figure gradually dissipated.

And at this moment, the frost around the body of the old man in white had just melted, and the old man in white turned around, his eyes still dullly looking at the Void Sword Formation, although there was no longer Ye Chen's figure there.

The old man in black also looked at this scene in horror, dancing the old boy and the loser, and he was so completely defeated.

"Is that a supernatural power?" the old man in black walked up to the old man in white, uncertain.

"Do you remember that sentence?" said the old man in white.

"What words?" the old man in black was stunned and looked at the old man in white with a little doubt.

"Earlier, you asked me if I met that person now, how sure would I be that I would defeat him!

"But now I realize that the gap between me and him is getting bigger and bigger, and before he can make a sword, I will be defeated!" At the end, the old man in white turned around and walked towards the flying snowflakes, his figure looking a little lonely.

The frightened, shocked expression changed on the old man in black, the sluggishness in the eyes of the old man in white seemed to be transferred to the eyes of the old man in black, the old man in black looked at the void sword array in a daze, the young man before was that person.

With more than thirty sects in succession, Ye Chen's figure disappeared into the Void Sword Array after only a moment of appearance.

As the number of times he operated the Void Sword Array increased, Ye Chen was getting closer and closer to Fengzong Island.

The closer he got to Fengzong Island, Ye Chen felt a shocking aura, although he was still tens of thousands of miles away from Fengzong Island.

Under the dark night, Ye Chen's figure was like a falling star, crossing the sky.

Zongbi, wait, this seat is here!