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The Changhong pierces the sun, and the sword energy soars to the sky!

With an indomitable momentum, this sword energy directly pierced into the petals in the sky.

Countless blood-colored petals collapsed instantly under this sword energy.

The power of evil spirit contained in it was even more shattered.

In an instant, a full third of the blood-colored petals were chopped off by this sword energy.

However, all the evil spirits released from these blood-colored petals were integrated into this sword energy, melting the power of the sword energy in it.

Visible to the naked eye, as more and more petals were cut off, the sword energy emitted became weaker and weaker.

"This junior has seen the beauty of this sword."

Ye Chen laughed loudly, the fighting spirit in his eyes soared.

I saw the blood-colored flowers floating in the air soared, turning into streaks of blood-colored rainbow light, directly hitting the sword energy.

With a snap, the bloody flowers shattered the moment they touched the sword energy.

But countless blood-colored flowers rushed towards this sword energy one after another.

With the impact of each bloody flower, the breath of this sword energy became weaker and weaker.

The distance of hundreds of meters between Xie Yu'an and Ye Chen could be reached in an instant with the speed of this sword energy, but now it feels like a long time.

"Thank you, old man, it seems that I won."

With a smile on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, he looked at Xie Yu'an who was not far away, and stretched out his hand to pinch the sword energy in front of him.

It is obviously impossible for this sword energy to break the flower of his thought.

With the erosion of these blood-colored flowers, the power of this sword energy has become so weak that it can be shattered with just a pinch.

"Ye Chen, don't underestimate the sword that the old man has raised for 30 years."

Xie Yu'an laughed out loud, his eyes shining brightly.

The next moment, the sword aura that was just a short distance away from Ye Chen suddenly became brighter, and a strong sword intent burst out from this sword aura, stabbing directly at Ye Chen.

"The power of divine sense? Using divine sense to control the sword, so the killing move is here?"

Ye Chen's face suddenly changed.

The sword intent hidden in this sword energy was activated by Xie Yu'an's spiritual power, and it exploded completely.

The power released by the natal sword energy before was just a cover.

The real killing move of this natal sword qi only exploded at this time.

But now this sword energy is too close to Ye Chen.

It was so close that Ye Chen didn't even have much time to deal with this sword.

"kill!"

Ye Chen let out a low growl, his whole body was full of blood, his true energy was pushed to the extreme, and he punched this sword energy suddenly.

Suddenly, a huge thunderclap resounded in everyone's ears.

I saw that Ye Chen was surrounded by sword energy all over the sky, and water waves shot up into the sky, surrounding Ye Chen.

The surrounding space was distorted to the extreme at this moment.

The powerful sword energy exploded, even blocking the detection of all the surrounding masters.

"Who wins and who loses?"

Many grandmasters looked at the battlefield surrounded by the power of the storm, their faces full of curiosity.

Xie Yu'an's sword is definitely his last trump card.

Now that Xie Yu'an's aura is obviously weak to the extreme after unleashing this sword, it is very difficult to have the strength to strike again.

As long as Xie Yu'an's sword can seriously injure Ye Chen, or even kill Ye Chen, then this battle will be considered a victory.

If Ye Chen blocked the sword, with Xie Yu'an's current state, it would be very difficult to leave alive.

Xie Yu'an was dressed roughly at this time, and his breath was exhausted to the extreme. Under the traction of his natal sword, he slowly landed on the river bank.

At this moment, Xie Yu'an felt so weak that he didn't even want to move.

The lack of true energy in the whole body has reached the extreme, and even the power of divine sense has been exhausted.

Even if he wins this battle, it is still a tragic victory for him.

But Xie Yu'an's gaze never left Ye Chen who was surrounded by the storm in the distance.

As a sword god, especially a sword god who was well-known in the Jianghu decades ago, Xie Yu'an attached great importance to this battle.

But the next moment, Xie Yu'an couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face, and just sat on the bank of the river, looking a little lonely.

The storm dissipated slowly at this time, and Ye Chen's figure reappeared in everyone's sight.

"It's actually blocked?"

"how can that be?"

"Xie Yu'an has cultivated the sword energy for 30 years. This sword can even threaten the strong in the divine realm, but it didn't hit Ye Chen seriously? Could it be that Ye Chen is a strong in the divine realm?"

Many masters looked at Ye Chen standing on the river, their faces were full of shock.

The elegance of this sword, everyone who saw this sword, felt moved.

But the radiance of the sword is bright, not as bright as the young man standing on the river.

The strength shown by Ye Chen made everyone feel terrible.

Even an old guy like Xie Yu'an can't defeat Ye Chen, how many people can stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Chen in this Chinese ancient martial arts world?

The most important thing is that Ye Chen's current age has not yet reached 30 years old.

With his current monstrous talent, in another ten years, the entire Chinese martial arts world may be dominated by him.

This kind of monstrous talent made all the masters envy and fear at the same time.

Ye Chen let out a sigh of relief, with a slightly emotional expression on his face.

The sword just now almost injured him severely.

If Xie Yu'an's sword energy had been stronger, he might have been driving a boat in the gutter today.

Even so, Ye Chen was still seriously injured at this time, and the true energy in his body was almost exhausted.

The elegance of Xie Yu'an's sword still surprised Ye Chen.

It is worthy of being the sword god who crossed the rivers and lakes 30 years ago.

Ye Chen felt something in his heart, and as soon as he moved, he appeared in front of Xie Yu'an.

"The old man lost, but it is not a shameful thing to lose at the hands of a genius like you. Maybe ten years later, the old man will use this battle to rub your fame."

Xie Yu'an laughed at me, Ping An didn't have any annoyance or anger of defeat.

Xie Yu'an didn't feel ashamed to be defeated by such a proud man.

"Thank you for the sword intent, senior. This junior has learned it. He is worthy of the name of the sword god." Ye Chen praised.

"If you are defeated, you are defeated. There is nothing to say about the defeated generals. My sword is named Qingxiao. It is my natal sword. I thought I would leave this sword to Yaya after returning to the ruins. Now, I After you die, you can take this sword away, but..."

Xie Yu'an looked at Ye Chen with a free and easy look on his face.

Although he withdrew from the arena, he never forgot the rules of the arena.

Since he made a move against Ye Chen and lost, he must surrender his life.

He still has this awareness.

"grandfather!"

In the distance, Yaya frantically ran towards Xie Yu'an, her face was full of tears.

"I hope you can spare this girl Yaya."

Xie Yu'an stared at Ye Chen's eyes with burning eyes.