The two extremely brilliant sword lights met in vain in the void, like two falling stars, bursting with dazzling light in just an instant.

Bang! The roar echoed in the void, and the sword that merged into the will of the martial arts suppressed even the shattered void.

An unprecedented force erupted, and this martial will not only suppressed Ye Chen's sword intent, but also suppressed Ye Chen's body.

Bang bang! The momentum erupted one after another, and its spatial turbulence surged, slamming down on top of the Qilin Sword.

The strength exploded, along the sword body, spreading all over Ye Chen's body, and with this recoil force, Ye Chen's body retreated a few steps backwards.

Every time he took a step back, its roar resounded, and where Ye Chen stepped on, its void shattered in vain.

And go, every time Ye Chen took a step back, his figure retreated dozens of meters, and it was not until he withdrew from the ninth step that Ye Chen's figure stopped.

Stopping his body, Ye Chen's arm was numb for a while, and his Qilin Sword was still shaking slightly.

If it weren't for Ye Chen's physical strength, then this strength would have been enough to severely damage Ye Chen, so Ye Chen became more and more aware of the advantages of physical strength.

Everyone looked at this scene, and they all sighed helplessly, that Ye Chen tried his best and only shook the will of the martial arts that did not exist.

"The gap between the Martial Dao Realm and the Spirit Martial Realm is incomparable!" a first-class sect elder sighed.

"Being able to shake the martial will of others with his own sword intent, just this alone is enough for the Sword God Sect Sect Master to make me admire!"

"It's a pity that he's going to fail in the end, isn't he?" the other elder sighed helplessly.

At the highest sect level, the Holy Son leaned his back against the stone chair, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Three days ago and three days later, there is only this little change!"

Saying this, the Holy Son raised his head and glanced at the Martial God Proud Son, and pondered: "Why does this ice cube want to remind the fifth generation of that kid, could it be that this ice cube is also interested in the five generations!"

Although the proud son closed his eyes, he could detect the gaze of the holy son, opened his eyes in vain, glanced down lightly, and did not say anything.

It's just that a trace of inexplicable disappointment flashed in the eyes of the proud son, the time is still too short, only three days.

"Senior Sister Mu Wan, now you know! The gap between the Martial Dao Realm and the Spirit Martial Realm is irreparable!" Qin Wuyang, who was standing beside Ye Muwan, whispered.

Hearing this, Ye Muwan's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything.

"He will definitely be able to do it, because his eyes have already told me!" Bei Yan bit his lip tightly, and Ye Muwan's gaze still fell on Ye Chen.

Seeing this, Qin Wuyang shook his head slightly, "Senior Sister Mu Wan, it seems that you are not dead!"

Ye Chen knew very well that with his current cultivation, it would obviously be extremely difficult to defeat the person in front of him.

In front of the martial will, the rules and sword intent all seemed so weak.

And now, all Ye Chen could do was shake the martial will in front of him.

At the same time, under the suppression of this martial will, the true qi in Ye Chen's body was running slowly in vain.

"Martial Dao Will!" Ye Chen groaned, his expression calm! Not only does Martial Dao Will not exist, but he Ye Chen also has it!

At the moment when that terrifying martial arts will came, Ye Chen took a step forward, and with this step, the void shattered, and endless sword qi suddenly emerged from under his feet.

And these sword qi were transformed into surging clouds and mist in the sky, floating around Ye Chen.

Looking up from afar, Ye Chen seemed to be standing in the clouds, hazy, and his figure could not be seen clearly.

The Qilin Sword broke away from Ye Chen's control in vain and floated beside Ye Chen, Ye Chen's right hand was propped up, and endless death qi swirled in the palm of his hand.

The killing intent was pervasive, and the howls of ghosts and wolves resounded, and on Ye Chen's right it seemed to be hell on earth, and the wails continued.

Even, the warriors watching by the platform smelled a monstrous smell of blood, which made people's hearts palpitate.

The previous closed first-class sect masters opened their eyes one after another, looking at Ye Chen with a solemn face, their eyes were like electricity, staring at Ye Chen's right hand deadly.

"Death!" Tai Yanzi whispered, his eyes narrowing slightly, "The results of this game are out!"

"The outcome is already known?" Ri Yu looked at the scene in the void with the same face, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and the situation in front of him was completely falling towards the side of non-existence.

"Well! A battle that has been won or lost, worthy of the fifth generation!" Tai Yanzi chuckled, did not say anything, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "That guy from the Holy Son, ridiculous!" "Update fast, Bayi Chinese"

The dead air was pervasive, wailing all over the field, Ye Chen's left hand slowly raised again, its white qi circulating in his fingertips in vain, and endless vitality permeated his hands.

"The left hand controls the new life, and the right hand holds the death!" The black and white aura diffused, blending into the surrounding clouds, and Ye Chen's figure became more and more hazy.

At the same time, the heavens and the earth dimmed in vain, and although the morning sun slowly rose in the sky, the morning sun lost its previous light and heat at this moment.

Heaven and earth fell into endless darkness, and only the rolling clouds remained.

In this dark night, all the warriors around the platform were shrouded in darkness, and they all looked at the tumbling clouds with horrified expressions.

"My right hand slaughters all living beings in the world for death!" Ye Chen's voice floated out in the clouds and mist, appearing and disappearing.

And at this moment, all the warriors who were shrouded in darkness were suddenly shocked in their hearts at this moment, and an inexplicable coercion spread in the depths of their souls.

At the same time, a picture appeared in the depths of Ye Chen's mind, in the extremely dark void, a silver moon slowly rose in the clouds, and its cold moonlight dispelled the darkness around him.

As the picture in his mind emerged, this picture was deeply imprinted in the depths of Ye Chen's mind, integrated into his soul, and lasted for a long time.

A wave of fluctuation appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and his originally dim moon god mark began to be filled with a faint silver light, like the cold moonlight.

At this moment, the aura of heaven and earth gathered frantically towards Ye Chen, and the martial artists around the platform were shocked to find that the true qi in their bodies was somewhat uncontrollable and gushed out of their bodies.

Its true qi dissipated impressively, turning into heaven and earth aura surging towards Ye Chen, and the heaven and earth aura formed a vortex in vain, the vortex spread in the clouds, and a little bright silver light spread out in the clouds.

In an instant, this bright silver light continued to magnify, and finally formed a moon shadow. The mutilated silver moon, like a scimitar, straddled through the clouds.

With the surging aura of heaven and earth, the silver moon slowly rose, just like the picture that Ye Chen had formed in his mind before, the cold moonlight flowed out like flowing water, dispelling the darkness around him.

The clouds and mist formed by the transformation of the sword qi churned, and Ye Chen's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time under this moonlight, and its cold moonlight fell on the moon god mark in the center of his eyebrows.

When the silver moon appeared behind Ye Chen, the moon god mark at the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows emitted an extremely bright light, and a vicissitudes of life permeated the air.

Although the moonlight is cold, it is also extremely beautiful, and when everyone's eyes touch the silver moon, their hearts involuntarily sink into it.

Even the immortal martial arts will fluctuated slightly, and the immortal looked at the silver moon with a solemn face.

As soon as this silver moon appeared, there was an extremely terrifying coercion that enveloped the heavens and the earth.

There was a vicissitudes of life on that silver moon, as if it had existed since ancient times.

"What kind of supernatural power is this!" he whispered, and the moonlight fell on him, and waves spread out.

As if he couldn't bear the weight of the moonlight, he took a step backwards and stepped through the spatial turbulence, and for a while, endless sword qi appeared around him again, turning into a sword net, trying to stop the cold moonlight.

However, the condensed sword net shattered when it came into close contact with the moonlight.

"It's weird!" didn't retreat this time, there was no fear in his eyes, but more fighting spirit poured out.

He represents the Divine Sword Villa, and this battle is related to whether the Divine Sword Villa can advance, therefore, he can't retreat, no matter how weird Ye Chen's divine power is, he has to defeat him.

"The right hand holds death, the left hand controls the new life, death is the beginning of the new life, the new life is the beginning of death!" Ye Chen's eyes were filled with black and white death, Ye Chen took a step back, and merged into the silver moon phantom.

In an instant, Ye Chen's figure became more and more hazy, and even at this moment, Ye Chen's aura had completely disappeared in this world.

His pupils shrank in vain, and he looked at the silver moon in disbelief, at this moment, he could no longer feel Ye Chen's breath.

"How is this possible?" Bu Cun whispered, his heart shook, on that round of silver moon, he not only felt the inexplicable coercion, but even felt death and rebirth, two completely different forces converging together, forming a reincarnation.

"What's going on?" the Holy Son rarely stood up from the stone chair, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the surrounding heaven and earth with a solemn expression.

As the silver moon slowly rose, the Holy Son felt that the surrounding heaven and earth were shrouded in this strange fluctuation, in which life and death were constantly alternating.

The cycle of life and death! Ye Chen's body did not move, his silver moon was still rising, in this world that was submerged in darkness, only this round of silver moon remained.

Standing in the silver moon, Ye Chen looked at the non-existence with an indifferent expression, like a god high above, looking down on the common people.

He controls life with his left hand, death with his right hand, kills, and reincarnation, and in the name of the moon god, the place where the moonlight touches is his master.

The black and white qi circulated in Ye Chen's pupils, and the Qilin Sword was suspended above Ye Chen, and around the Qilin Sword, a yin and yang fish emerged.

"The cycle of life and death!" Ye Chen whispered, just as the original Holy Son, the proud son said, Ye Chen lost four generations of supernatural powers.

Weaving dreams with four generations of sword intent, Ye Chen fell into a dream, in the dream, he was four generations, he experienced four generations of life, he also experienced four generations of sword intent, four generations of supernatural powers, in the dream, the cycle of life and death is like this.

Therefore, in the dream realm, Ye Chen controlled life and death, and also controlled the true reincarnation of life and death.

The reincarnation of life and death!