His black hair was flying, his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, as if there was no unbreakable prison between heaven and earth.
Holy Son Jianjia was frightened by the Wuwu aura and was in awe for most of the day.
Immediately, his expression became extremely gloomy, and he almost roared.
"He's just a shameless dog! He actually dares to be arrogant in front of me."
This time, Holy Son Jianjia directly used the sword intent of the Sky-Bearing Edge, which was so powerful and unparalleled.
He originally did not intend to use the martial arts passed down by the Jianjia Sword Sect, but the guy opposite seemed to have a lot of knowledge in sword practice martial arts.
So he could only attack with his sword.
But at this moment, his sky-reaching ice front was filled with endless murderous intent, and its speed reached its extreme, flickering like a phantom.
Holy Son Jianjia wanted to strike first, but he didn't want to admit that he was afraid of the ray of sword intent summoned by Ye Chen.
But Ye Chen was not in a hurry, and all his spiritual thoughts were concentrated in one place.
In just an instant, countless fragrances condensed and took shape, just like the gods descending, with such awe-inspiring power that it was frightening.
Everyone present felt that the unparalleled sacred majesty in the sky and on earth that day was suppressing even the laws of cultivation. They raised their hands and were shocked to find that they could not use their normal strength.
The same is true for several Ice Tribe elders at the level of Tianjun Ancestor. They never imagined that a junior's understanding of martial arts would reach such a peak level!
"Who is this son...? This kind of sword power cannot be possessed by the Jianjia Sword Sect!"
The elder immediately asked, but unfortunately there was silence and no one answered his words.
Because the sky has been shrouded by the sword intent, the endless pressure is terrifying, and strange phenomena that have never appeared before burst out.
Even the sword of Holy Son Jianjia was trembling, as if it had encountered something extremely terrifying.
The ultimate prehistoric thought soared into the sky, extremely terrifying, and fell suddenly at this moment.
Holy Son Jianjia's eyes turned from fierce to horrified. He never imagined that this inexplicable aura of desolation would actually crush him!
"No…!"
He still wanted to hold on and refused to admit defeat, but the ultimate sword intention between heaven and earth, wrapped in the supreme way of Wuwu, penetrated his body.
Ye Chen's human sword has become one. He leaned over and stretched out his huge palm, rolled up the amazing energy and blood, and slapped it fiercely. The rhythm of heaven and earth merged into one at this moment, vast and endless.
Under the unruly suppression, Holy Son Jianjia had no power to resist and was exploded into a ball of blood mist.
This is formed by the condensation of part of his physical body, which is harmful to the main body!
After the phantom disappeared, the surrounding space restrictions were all dispersed, and Ye Chen rushed to Sun Yerong's side immediately.
The two looked at each other, obviously having a great understanding.
The blood of reincarnation activated the virtual monument and tore open the spatial cracks in the ice field. Even if two powerful elders reacted and immediately stretched out their big hands to grab them from the air, they were still a step too late, allowing the two to escape smoothly. .
By the time the elders arrived, Ye Chen and the others had already fled.
"Damn it, if we had just set up a defensive formation, we wouldn't have let him escape so easily!"
An elder said angrily.
The rest of the people were indifferent. In the final analysis, they were too confident and underestimated the strength of Ye Chen and the two of them.
"Go to the depths of the forbidden area and see how Saint Jianjia is doing!"
Some elders quickly exclaimed, and then they entered the ancient sacrificial altar, the remote and mysterious dark valley, and the wild atmosphere seemed to be much weaker, which inevitably made the elders of the Ice Tribe a little worried.
"What should we do? Holy Son Jianjia was attacked by a mysterious man and now we don't know whether he is alive or dead. If the patriarch comes back and sees us doing things so poorly, I'm afraid he will be furious."
"What can I do? I ordered people to set up defenses from the beginning, but I was stopped! Whoever stops you will be responsible."
These elders were in a quarrel, and it was obvious that what they said meant something.
The elder who initially said there was no need to form a formation also looked green and iron-faced. When he thought about this, he felt quite worried.
Now it seems that we can only take one step at a time!
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After Ye Chen and others escaped from the ice and snow city, they came to the back of an iceberg. Thick layers of ice had condensed here, blocking the violent storm and allowing people to have a moment of respite.
"Ye Chen, the soul of Saint Jianjia is still sleeping. Just a wisp of the power of the remaining soul has such power, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with!"
Sun Yerong's face looked a little sad. She had seen records about Holy Son Jianjia in ancient books. It was said that this person was extremely talented and practiced very quickly. He had reached an unfathomable level in the later period.
Even the leader of the Jianjia Sect at that time could not say that he could definitely defeat him. He still used shady means to lure the Holy Son of Jianjia into a trap, and then successfully sealed it.
Once his soul and spirit become one, it will trigger a catastrophic vision.
Ye Chen nodded, understanding.
"This man's strength is indeed great. He has surpassed the level of the ancestor Tianjun. I am afraid that after he escapes, he will become one of the top masters in Xuanhai. By then, your entire Xuanhai will suffer!"
When Ye Chen fought with him, he was obviously at a disadvantage, and the rules of kendo in his body were suppressed by him.
If he hadn't used the power of Shisui's sword to summon Wuwu and reverse the situation, he would have been trapped by the opponent's sword and would not be able to escape.
