puff!

In the city of Ghost Prison, blood suddenly appeared, and the demon's chest was pierced by Ye Chen... with a sword, he stepped back, retreated to the edge, fell from the stone platform, landed, and pooled blood.

Ye Chen, still standing on the stone platform, looking down below.

"I don't believe it." The demon roared in the air, shaking the sky and the earth.

He was defeated, fought all night, and was covered in blood, and disappeared. He lay weakly on the ground, and had no strength to stand up. His eyes were covered with bloodshot, scarlet, full of reluctance and anger. Endless years, hidden in the mortal world, were eventually defeated, and the one who defeated him was a lowly mortal.

This time, it is a pity that no other demons are here. Otherwise, if this matter is spread to the Demon Realm, he will become the biggest laughing stock in the Demon Realm... in history.

"It's over." Ye Chen said lightly, having walked off the stone platform, with a look of indifference, raised the blood-stained peach wood sword, and slashed the head of the demon with one sword, without any sympathy. His hatred with the demon crossed a whole great cycle of reincarnation. If he saw it, he would never die.

At this moment, the Ghost Prison City finally became calm.

Ye Chen staggered, took a step back, leaned under the stone platform, his face pale, his head was covered in sweat, his clothes were a little messy, and his breath was not very stable. Blood was sometimes overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and even his hands holding the sword were exhausted to tremble.

After a night of bloody battle, although he won, he was at the end of his strength.

It is easy to defeat the demon, but it is difficult to destroy the demon.

These are two concepts. After all, he is just a mortal, and the demon is a half-immortal. It is difficult to kill the half-immortal with the means of a mortal. It is already a great achievement for him to kill the demon.

Ye Chen rested for a while and stuffed a lot of pills into his mouth, all of which were to replenish his energy. After doing this, he walked towards the city gate.

When the demon died, no one snatched the source crystal spiritual power.

At this moment, the Yinyue Empress, who was in the old grave, had raised her cheeks and looked at Yuan Jing, showing a surprise look. The spiritual power of Yuan Jing was no longer lost, which proved... Ye Chen had succeeded.

In addition, the ghost mountain changed a lot. The hazy fog gradually dissipated. The dark world returned to its original appearance. The dead woods and forests also sprouted tenderly at the level visible to the naked eye, adding a touch of green. The huge ghost mountain reappeared the long-lost vitality.

However, Ye Chen did not realize that shortly after he left, the demon's head actually rolled towards the corpse and re-attached it to his neck. Then, his body trembled slightly, and the demonic light flashed. Although he closed his eyes, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Outside the city, due to the many changes in Guishan, the martial arts people and strangers were collectively stunned, looking stunned.

"What was born? The dead ghost mountain has reappeared its vitality."

"Ghosts know that it's not ordinary evil."

"It won't be an illusion again!" Many people were rubbing their eyes and looking at it again, the ghost mountain was indeed changing.

"Look, someone came out." Someone didn't know who howled, and attracted everyone's eyes to the Ghost Prison City.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Ye Chen slowly walked out, wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a blood-stained peach wood sword, white and elegant, with a swaying dress, and a fairy-like trait, like a living banished immortal.

"Is there really someone in?" Everyone stared at Ye Chen. Those who came from there came out of the Ghost Prison City, which means that someone went in before them.

"How high is his skill to be able to enter the City of Ghost Prison!" Too many people frowned. The hurricane was very violent, and they were blown into the sky. Those who could approach the City of Ghost Prison were not ordinary people.

"After entering the Ghost Prison City, most of them have already obtained meteorites outside the sky." Everyone subconsciously touched their weapons and rushed up... To take down Ye Chen, there was no way. Meteorites outside the sky were too important. If they could grab them, it would be nothing to take a try.

"Do you think... he looks familiar?" Someone touched his chin.

"That fortune teller in Zhuxian Town."

"Don't say it's him."

"In other words, he is a sword-crazy man in troubled times?" The crowd suddenly became crowded, "At someone else's wedding, he destroyed the two elders of Xuanming."

While speaking, Ye Chen walked over gently, his expression calm, his eyes were not squinting, and his eyes were in the ancient well.

Seeing this, three or five old seniors came forward together, blocking his way, and sarcastically said, "Where is the meteorite outside the sky?"

As soon as these words came out, more people gathered around and said with a smile, "Brother Dao Kuang, I have obtained the secret treasure from heaven, are you not going to ask me to wait... to appreciate it?"

"There are no meteorites outside the sky, there is an empty city." Ye Chen said lightly.

"You are the only one who has been in. Whatever you want to say, then you won't be with you." An old man in a python robe smiled sinisterly, "As the saying goes, you have a share, do you want to take it alone?"

"I want to take it alone, so what? What can you do to me?" Ye Chen glanced at the man, his cold eyes were quite stressed, and the old man was intimidated, and his heart trembled.

His words didn't matter. The martial arts people present, including strangers, all brought out weapons. The swordsman in troubled times was not a joke. When they got mad, the sword saint was scared. If they wanted to seize treasures from him, they would have to fight together.

The atmosphere was instantly suppressed until it was about to solidify, and even the wind blew had a touch of solemnity.

Ye Chen stood quietly like that, without joy or worry, and was too lazy to explain. Even if he explained, these people could understand? Do they know what the demons are? Don’t they just fight together? Not to mention these people, the entire martial arts world will be destroyed.

"Get out, get out of the way." Just as both sides were about to fight, a rough curse echoed throughout the world.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a man strode over, carrying a purple gold knife, floating in black, surging with a strong aura, his big eyes shone in shock, and his domineering aura made people feel trembling.

Isn’t he Shangguan Jiu? He is not a disguise state, but his true face.

Everyone was stunned when they saw it, "Why... why are the two swordsman?"

Shangguan Jiu ignored everyone and headed straight for Ye Chen, with the purple gold sword in his hand rumbling.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows. He looked at Shangguan Jiu's style and wanted to fight him!

"Who are you...?" Shangguan Jiu snorted coldly and stared at Ye Chen.

"What nerves do you know? Why ask more questions?" Ye Chen said angrily.

"Why do you have to ask more questions?" The laughter broke out again, Yang Xuan also came, and there was a man in white beside him, the sword saint Ling Feng.

When everyone saw this, they were shocked again and believed that Yang Xuan and Ling Feng, the top three in the martial arts world, had arrived.

But when Ye Chen saw it, he was a little embarrassed. The authentic swordsman came. How could he not be embarrassed when he saw this fake one?

"Are you... not going to say something?" Yang Xuan stepped forward and looked at Ye Chen with a smile. There was still spark in his eyes. If he had not seen Ling Feng, he would not know that he had been fooled by Ye Chen for so long and was ranked third in the martial arts world. It would be strange if he was fooled by someone as a monkey.

"Okay! I'm fake." Ye Chen smiled dryly, glanced at Ling Feng, and his eyes seemed to say: You, stay at home! What a good thing to do when you run to the ghost mountain.

It seemed that he could see what Ye Chen's eyes meant. Ling Feng couldn't help but be amused and gave Ye Chen a look: You figure it out, you pretended to be me, and I don't know where to go.

"Is it true?" The people present, including Mr. Yang who had just arrived, were full of question marks. What kind of plot is this? How can I not understand it?

On this side, Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu were so angry that their noses were smoked, and their faces were covered with black lines.

"Don't care about those details." Ye Chen said deeply, as if nothing had happened.

"It's rare to see it, how many moves are good." The most direct thing is Ling Feng. On the way here, Jing heard Yang Xuan talk about Ye Chen's deeds and could defeat Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu. He was really curious and wanted to give it a try, wanting to see if this hidden master is really so terrifying...

As he said that, Ling Feng took a step forward, soared upwards, and stepped onto a small mountain.

When everyone saw this, they hurriedly retreated and tried to hide as far as possible. Dugu Sword Saint wanted to take action, that was not a joke. If you were not careful, you would encounter the aftermath.

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, raised his feet, stepped up step by step, as if walking on the steps, and saw the martial arts people stunned. Is this arriving at the top? This light skill... is too scary.

Not only them, Ling Feng was also shocked. He had never seen such mysterious light skills for so long.

"Don't be absent, I'll do it, it's not light or heavy." Ye Chen smiled.

"Occurd." Ling Feng burst into his sleeves, spread his sword, and used Feitian Yunzong to step on the void, and pierced the sky with one sword. A sword light appeared in shock. The sword intent had reached the peak and reached the realm of unity of human and sword. Everyone below looked at it with their eyes shining. This sword was the famous skill of the Sword Saint. Only Yang Xuan and the sword maniac in troubled times could barely take it.

Ye Chen was still motionless, but was full of marvels. A mortal, a mortal who was only twenty years old, had such an understanding. His talent was a monster. No wonder he was stronger than the entire martial arts world. Even Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu were not his opponents. He was sure that if such a talent was placed in the cultivator world and given him enough time, he would definitely be another sword god in the heavens.

Zheng!

With the harsh sound of sound, Ling Feng's sword... arrived.

In response to this, Ye Chen raised his hand slightly, and still had two fingers, clamping the tip of the sword without any bias. Ren Changjian was marching and Ren Lingfeng could not pierce the slightest.

Gudong!

The martial arts people below collectively swallowed a mouthful of water. What about playing? That is Dugu Sword Saint, the number one in the martial arts world! His peak sword was taken so easily, without any power.

"This is too..." Old Master Yang opened his mouth and could not close for a long time. He only knew that Ye Chen was very strong, but he didn't know that he was so outrageous that even Dugu Sword Saint was far from an opponent.

"It's so scary for people to compare with others!" Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu were also extremely shocked. The authentic Dugu Sword Saint could not beat the fake one and lost in one move.

The most shocking thing was Ling Feng. At this moment, he had subverted his outlook on life. Is there really such a strong person in this world?

pound!

Ye Chen picked up his finger and bounced on the tip of the sword, shocking Ling Feng back.

"Okay." Shangguan Jiu laughed loudly, and he also killed him with a golden knife.

Yang Xuan was unwilling to fall behind, and wanted to see if the three of them worked together to get Ye Chen to use a few moves.
Chapter completed!