"Your Excellency, this sword is the object of the prince of my Moon God Temple!" The young man's voice resounded in Ye Chen's ears with incomparably penetrating power, through the sharp aura.

"You can't take the prince's sword!" the young man continued, taking a casual step forward,

In an instant, the entire void shook.

The griffin roared wildly, and Qingfeng and the other three Hun Martial Realm martial artists also took a few steps forward and stood beside the young man.

The coercion of the Hun Martial Realm martial artists on the dish man gathered together and went straight to the top of the lonely peak.

Feeling the coercion coming from the four of them, White Fang sighed slightly, worthy of being a disciple of the Moon God Temple.

"Prince?" As for the prince in the young man's mouth, Bai Fang had never heard of it, and turned to Bai Shuangyun and said, "Shuangyun, who is this prince?"

Hearing this, Bai Shuang Yun frowned slightly, and whispered: "Father, if you want to strengthen the White Tiger Sect, then this time the White Tiger Sect will help several senior brothers take down this sword weapon no matter what!" "This prince is very strong, and his status in the Moon God Temple is extremely high!" Bai Shuangyun did not say directly, but Bai Fang was able to guess some.

"That young man killed my two Hun Martial Realm martial arts, the grudge has been settled, these Moon God Temple disciples Yu take the sword must be taken from that young man!"

"As long as I help and get rid of that young man with the help of these people, I will not only be able to avenge the fall of the two junior brothers, but I will also be able to get the favor of the Moon God Temple!"

Thinking of this, White Fang also took a step forward, and the momentum of the Hun Martial Realm martial artist exploded. Another White Tiger Sect Hun Martial Realm martial artist also followed, and for a while, six forces of momentum condensed.

The momentum soared into the sky, and although it was a few feet away, Ye Chen could feel the killing intent contained in this momentum.

Shaking his head slightly, Ye Chen's gaze was still circulating on the tiger blade, his left hand was slightly raised, holding the hilt of the sword, and in an instant, the sound of the sword disappeared, and the cold air in the sky swept towards Ye Chen and the tiger blade.

The reincarnation technique was opened, and these cold qi were directly refined by Ye Chen, turning into the purest true qi flowing inside.

The cold qi dissipated, and all its sharp qi was returned to the tiger blade, holding the Qilin Sword in his right hand and the tiger blade in his left hand, Ye Chen's gaze swept across the two sword weapons.

Although the Qilin Sword has been baptized by several thunder tribulations, its quality is still not as good as the Tiger Blade.

Looking at the lone peak below that had been split in half by the sharp qi, Ye Chen muttered softly: "This is the only thing that juniors can do!"

The Qilin Sword was submerged in the Qilin Ring, Ye Chen's right hand was slightly raised, and its invisible energy spread out, transforming into a huge palm shadow, the palm shadow held the lone peak that was split in half, and as the palm shadow closed, its lone peak completely vibrated and moved closer again.

The chill flowed out, directly freezing this lonely peak, and after doing all this, Ye Chen stopped.

Han Jian and the others also sensed Bai Zun's killing intent, and with a kick, they jumped out of dozens of zhang and fell to Ye Chen's side.

As soon as they got close to Ye Chen, Han Jian and the others sensed that kind of piercing chill, which did not come from Ye Chen's body, but from the sword weapon in Ye Chen's hand.

"Sect Master, those people are disciples of the Moon God Temple!" Han Jian whispered.

Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head, his gaze swept over the young man and the others, I have to say that the strength of the disciples of the Moon God Temple is stronger than the disciples of the Sword God Sect.

The true qi on these people is extremely condensed, and it is obvious that they have achieved their current cultivation through hard cultivation, rather than relying on the effect of pills.

"Your Excellency, this sword is the sword of the prince of my Moon God Temple, you can't take it!" the young man said lightly.

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head, ignoring this young man with good martial arts value and low intelligence value.

True Qi flowed above the tiger blade, Ye Chen directly swung out with a sword, the blade flipped over, and its cold qi was like snowflakes in the sky, covering the entire void.

Before the disciples of the White Tiger Sect could react, their cold qi froze them out and turned into ice sculptures.

The absolute chill is enough to freeze the space, not to mention the vitality, it is only a momentary time, and these White Tiger Sect disciples are directly dead.

"Shaft, look for death!" Bai Fang drank coldly, his eyes were blood-red, spanning several zhang, and with a wave of his palm, his true qi gushed out, dissolving the frost on these disciples.

The frost dissipated, and these White Tiger Sect disciples had hollow eyes, and their faces still had the same terrifying look as before, but there was no vitality on their bodies, and seeing this, endless killing intent rose up on Bai Fang's body.

This time, for the sake of Zongbi, Bai Fang took several elders and elite disciples in the sect to think about it and said that these people were the future of the White Tiger Sect, however, all these people fell into the hands of Ye Chen, and Ye Chen undoubtedly destroyed the future of the White Tiger Sect.

The only remaining elder of the White Tiger Sect snorted coldly, among the lost disciples was his beloved disciple, and with a swing of the sword, its cold aura spread out, shooting straight at Ye Chen.

"Remember, the most important thing for a swordsman is to stay calm, only by staying calm will you know when to use the sword and when not to use the sword!" Turning his back to Han Jian and the others, Ye Chen said lightly.

"Although the cold qi is terrifying, the sword intent contained in the cold qi is even more terrifying!" The extremely brilliant sword light shot out, and Ye Chen pointed out, and the sword intent condensed and exploded.

"As long as that sword intent is shattered, then the cold air is not a matter of worry!" The sword intent spread out, like the Yangtze River bursting its banks, surging continuously, in front of Ye Chen's sword intent, the sword intent of this White Tiger Sect elder seemed so brittle.

In just an instant, the brilliant sword light dissipated, and the face of the White Tiger Sect Elder full of murderous intent appeared in Han Jian and the others.

"When you take out the sword, you must kill with one blow!" Ye Chen's flat voice sounded in the ears of Han Jian and the others, and at the same time, a trace of extremely beautiful sword light crossed the sky like a falling star.

An inconspicuous sword mark appeared on the neck of the elder of the White Tiger Sect, blood stains were filled, and an endless chill penetrated into his body, and the chill froze his vitality.

An ice sculpture emerged, and Han Jian and the others all looked at this scene in shock, and a Hun Nose Realm martial artist fell so easily.

"Hun Martial Realm Martial Artist, the most important thing is to believe in yourself!" Ye Chen said lightly: "Whether you are in a rich family, a poor family, whether it is a peerless genius or a peerless waste, the most important thing is to have a firm heart and firmly believe in yourself!"

The sword intent permeated Ye Chen's heart, this was where the intention of the three generations of sword intent was, and it was also where Ye Chen's intent was.

Hearing this, Han Jian and the others recovered from the previous shock, and they all looked at the ice sculpture in front of them thoughtfully, thinking about Ye Chen's words.

Although they understood these words before, they gradually forgot them despite the baptism of the years, and at this moment, they remembered again that they did not believe that they could get to the point where they are today.

An aura that was even more fierce than before rose on Han Jian and the others, and obviously, Ye Chen's words made them realize.

Killing intent, killing intent spread out on Bai Fang's body, and another Hun Martial Realm martial artist fell.

Holding the sword, the white fang stepped forward, and a terrifying momentum erupted on his body, sweeping the audience, and the long sword flipped over, falling towards Ye Chen's nose with the momentum of thunder.

"Killing intent can skyrocket your own momentum, but immersing yourself in killing intent will make people lost, and I am in control of the killing intent, and the killing intent has never affected the state of mind!"

"The path of martial arts is destined to step on a lot of corpses, success is also killing intent, defeat is also killing intent, if you can't control your own killing intent, and let the killing intent control you, then the end will be like this!" Ice crystals emerged, Ye Chen's long hair fluttered, and a killing intent spread out on Ye Chen's body, this killing intent was formed after slaughtering tens of thousands of lives, hundreds of qi martial artists, and dozens of hun martial artists.

In front of this killing intent, Han Jian and the others seemed to have seen hell on earth, and countless wails sounded in their ears.

And Ye Chen in front of them was like a god of death returning from hell, Ye Chen's killing intent inadvertently affected everyone's state of mind.

A mighty power of heaven and earth erupted from around Ye Chen, and the roar resounded continuously, driven by Ye Chen's killing intent, the power of heaven and earth condensed, and a sword stabbed out.

The brilliant sword light carried endless coercion like substance, and instantly pressed on Bai Fang's body......

The sword qi refers to indestructible, the sword light goes, invincible, the sword intent explodes, only forget yourself!

White Fang had always thought that his sword intent was extremely strong, but a terrifying sword intent shattered his sword intent in vain, and in front of this terrifying sword intent, his mood inadvertently made waves.

Bang! The sword intent was broken, the strength was imminent, all the martial robes of White Fang's whole body were shattered, and sword marks appeared, and at the same time, White Fang's figure also fell backwards like a kite with a broken string, "Understood?" Ye Chen turned his back to Han Jian and the others, and said lightly. ！。