Spirit Qi!
Boundless spiritual energy rushed towards him!
He could feel a slight improvement in his cultivation technique just by circulating it slightly!
"Heavenly Gate!"
The leaders of the various countries muttered in their hearts!
Unimaginable!
Even if the Fire Country's Spirit Qi was denser than other countries, they had never been so shocked before!
But at this moment, their hearts were filled with shock!
This kind of Spiritual Energy was even denser than the Spiritual Energy in the Fire Country. It was tens of times denser, as if it was just a sliver away from turning into mist!
Those ancient families were also filled with shock!
With their inheritance, they quickly discovered the reason!
Mysterious symbols were engraved in all directions!
They could even sense that it was a spirit stone through the engraved symbols!
The building actually contained spirit stones!
"His generosity is shocking!"
.......
Everything started from here!
"I will die if I am silent, but I will live if I am not silent!"
These were his thoughts, Ye Feng stared at the huge arenas!
Contending in this era, not as a silent passerby escaping everything!
Suddenly, a voice made Ye Feng freeze.
"You are more like a swordsman than them!”
Ye Feng heard this voice that he would never forget for the rest of his life, because the owner of the voice was him, Ximen Chuixue!
Ximen Chuixue looked at Ye Feng indifferently, as if he did not have any emotions, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes!
Ximen Chuixue looked at the contestants who were running away in fear and slowly said,"Your sword is contending, but their swords are silent!”
For some reason, when Ye Feng heard this sentence, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, it was as if he was praised by his teacher when he was young!
"But even so, you're still too weak!”
"Remember to stick to your sword!"
When Ye Feng regained his senses, Ximen Chuixue had already left, but his words were still echoing in Ye Feng's heart!
"Still too weak!"
However, there was no way to refute him, because he was still too weak to Ximen Chuixue. This was the truth!
......
"From today onwards, how much blood will the ground be stained with? Perhaps this is the unchanging fate?”
A young man in a black robe muttered to himself as he looked at the huge martial arts venue.
It seemed that no one could hear it, but it was already drizzling in the sky.
It was as if the heavens were responding!
"Your domain infected the heavens with just a sentence. As expected, you have become stronger!”
"Become stronger? My sword has never changed. It has always been like this. My sword has always brought death. It has never changed."
"What about you, Xie Xiaofeng? What is the sword you brought?”
"Yan Thirteen, what do you think my sword brought?”
......
Yan Thirteen fell silent. He glanced at Xie Xiaofeng and closed his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, he saw what Xie Xiaofeng's sword brought!
"Your sword is a monarch. You want to be the monarch of swords!”
The emperor of swords!
Xie Xiaofeng was like a king, and his might was overwhelming!
"That's right, this is my sword!"
Xie Xiaofeng looked at Yan Thirteen.
The man who could defeat him in the past was about to face him again. He had waited for this day for too long, too long!
He wanted to see the 15th sword strike again. The 15th sword strike that was aimed at him, not the 15th sword strike that was aimed at him!
"You will see it. This time, with the leader here, I will not be like before!”
After saying that, Yan Thirteen left. He was looking forward to it too, but it was not the time for the duel yet. He had waited too long for this duel!
He could use all his strength to kill Xie Xiaofeng, but Xie Xiaofeng would not die because the leader was there!
As Yan Shisan strolled, he recalled the first time he saw Su Chen draw his sword!
He could not forget that sword strike even now!
Endless despair filled his heart!
Su Chen's figure was like a towering mountain looking down at him!
The cultivators nearby did not dare to get close to their conversation, let alone listen. Only a young man stood there coldly. Whether it was intentional or not, he heard it.
"Then, Li Xunhuan, what did your throwing knife bring?”
"Just like them, I want to experience it this time. As a friend, your throwing knife!”
Hoodlum's voice was very soft, as if he was speaking to himself. He stood there silently, waiting for the answer and also waiting for his next opponent!
The others, whether it was Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, or others, all had what they wanted to find in their hearts, and their opponents!
Su Chen naturally knew all of this. Although he was in the viewing room, he could clearly feel the heat that they had long been burning!
And he would not stop them. Just as Yan Thirteen said, he was here!
Therefore, he could allow anything to happen and anything not to happen!
Because he was the master of the Heavenly Gates!
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