God-level Selection System

Chapter 1241

"Temple of War?"

Shi Zhixuan was surprised: "Does the place in the legend really exist?"

"Of course."

Ye Chen smiled and asked, "Could it be that the evil king doesn't believe in Ye?"

"How dare you."

Shi Zhixuan smiled freely: "On the contrary, I look forward to this day."

"Don't live here."

A confrontation is a temptation and a battle of life and death, and it is also a battle post sent by Ye Chen to Shi Zhixuan.

At this time, his goal had been achieved, so he naturally had no intention of staying any longer, and Gu Zi stepped away and continued on his way to Lingnan.

On the way, seeing all kinds of natural disasters and man-made disasters, he inevitably wanted to take action.

In this way...

Not only did it delay a lot of time, but even his whereabouts became transparent.

More than a month later, Ye Chen came to Lingnan. Just after entering the country, two people greeted him.

At that time, a person was forty years old. His body was slender, white as snow, and on his thin face, he had a pair of gloomy but clever eyes, a sentimental mouth and five long beards.

This handsome and handsome man in the scribes' attire is full of Zhuge Wuhou's reincarnation.

The man behind is about forty, but he has white hair and a beautiful silver beard.

But there was no sign of aging at all, he was born graceful and majestic, everyone was generous, and his demeanor was very modest and polite, but he was an old friend of Ye Chen.

At this moment, Ye Chen couldn't help laughing when he saw the two of them.

"Earth sword Song Zhi, Yinlong turn to Song Lu, the two of you must have come to lead the way in this trip. It's hard work."

Song Zhi responded with a smile first, "Ye Daxia is truly extraordinary, please!"

"Lead the way ahead."

He traveled this way, although he was alone, but he was extraordinarily high-profile.

so……

It is not a big deal to be mastered by Song Clan. Compared with these trivial things, he now wants to see Song Que more.

Come to Songjia Mountain City, look around.

I saw hundreds of houses distributed in the city, connected by more than a dozen well-ordered, bluestone-paved avenues. The most distinctive feature is the rising of the mountains.

Each floor is connected by stone steps and slopes, which is convenient for residents' cars to get off immediately.

Trees and flowers are planted along the road, and mountain spring water is introduced to irrigate streams, which are interspersed in garden residences to form endless beautiful scenery such as small bridges, running water, ponds and pavilions. The space is spacious and comfortable, and it has a great view of the gardens of the south of the Yangtze River.

Being in it is like being in a big garden on a mountain.

The main building complex of the mountain city is gathered around the highest ninth floor on the Daping platform, which is about two miles away.

The pavilion is magnificent, the building is elegant, composed of wood and stone, from the eaves to the flower windows, and the decoration is meticulous.

It creates a vigorous style full of southern culture, and makes people feel the important position of Song Clan in the south.

Ye Chen followed Song Lu and Song Zhi among the pavilions, pavilions, and gardens of flowers and trees, and came outside the courtyard at the entrance of the Modaotang at the end of the mountain city.

Song Luzhi said, "Should I be with Daxia Ye and go in to see the big brother?"

Looking at the Modaotang in front of him, Ye Chen couldn't help but chuckle: "No, Song Clan Master must have been waiting very impatiently... Two, please!"

After all, he passed through the courtyard gate and entered the Modaotang.

At this time, in the huge space inside the Modaotang, one person stood with his back door standing in the heart of the hall, without any weapons on his body.

The figure is quite suitable like a javelin, wearing a blue robes, standing majestic like a mountain.

The jet-black hair was wrapped in red on the top of the head into a bun. After holding both hands, the outline of the facial features was not seen. He already possessed the indomitable and savage spirit.

On both sides of the wall, there are more than ten treasure knives of different shapes hung on each.

At the other end of the Xiangmen, against the wall, there is a stalagmite-shaped, dark and shiny boulder that is as high as a human body.

To sharpen the already peculiar atmosphere of the temple, add another indescribable meaning.

And beside the boulder, there is an unfolding picture scroll.

In the picture scroll, a crescent moon hangs alone in the sky, cold and lonely.

"Zunjia is finally here!"

Song Que suddenly turned around and said coldly, "Do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time?"

"Isn't this just right!"

Ye Chen said with a chuckle: "The Lord Song is also an experienced person. Don't you understand that some things are not as fast as possible. It is like making wine. The more aging the wine, the more fragrant it is."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Song Que's face suddenly showed an uncontrollable smile.

It was a handsome face without any blemishes. Under the thick and clear brows, there were a pair of jewel-like shining eyes, and the broad forehead showed wisdom beyond ordinary people.

There is a melancholy expression that can move anyone in the silence, but it also makes people feel that the feeling is still elusive.

Song Que added frost to his temples, but he didn't show any signs of aging.

On the contrary, he added the aristocratic style of high-ranking magnate, and the demeanor of Confucian scholars.

It is also daunting and unattainable.

Coupled with his uniform and graceful figure and Yuanting Yuezhi's posture, he really has the intoxicating demeanor of a world's top master.

"You are right, you are here right now, not too late at all."

With a smile, Song Que's body suddenly burst into a majestic sword force, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire grinding knife hall.

With a pair of eyes, he looked at Ye Chen with the unparalleled sharpness.

"Do you still have any wishes?"

When the voice fell for a moment, Song Que flipped his hand and pressed on the wall.

Hearing the sound of "Zheng", one of the knives groaned like alive, and jumped out of the sheath on its own, and fell into his hand.

"Good knife!"

Ye Chen praised: "I also have a knife, please taste it, Master Song!"

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand and shook it in the void.

Although there was nothing in his palm, in Song Que's eyes, there was a peerless sword that could not be described in words.

"Sure enough, a good knife!"

Song Que couldn't help but be moved: "I really didn't read it wrong, you are the long-awaited strongest opponent!"

"Come on then."

Ye Chen said casually: "Let me see the master Song's Heavenly Sword skill."

The words came to an end, and the knife was already in his hand, Song Que immediately raised his eyes to the sky and let out a long smile: "Look at the knife!"

A seemingly ordinary knife...

However, Song Que's knife action is straight if it is integrated with the heaven and earth and the deeper noumenon that is always hidden behind it, and it is full of the constant and unchanging taste.

There is no trace of gaps and flaws to be found, and it makes people feel that the first knife that comes with his hand style must be earth-shattering.

There is no beginning and no end.

So far, Dao Dao has reached an unpredictable level!

When the movement of the knife is carried out to the middle of no more than one cent, no more than half a minute.

Song Que also accelerated suddenly, slashing out with an astonishing technique that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The sky-sword full of murderous air drew into the void, the blade gleamed, the vitality of the world and the earth were all concentrated on the blade, and the sun in the sky seemed to be immediately eclipsed.

This feels weird and weird, inexplicable, indescribable.

At this moment, in Ye Chenxu's hand, a bright red light knife condensed into shape.

Between the wave of hands, the direction of the blade, like a blood moon, rose slowly into the sky.

The strange blood moon reflects the opening of the door of hell.

For a moment, the ghosts cried and howled, as if countless ferocious ghosts crawled out of hell.

The most terrifying knife cut through the void of heaven and earth.

The sun, the blood moon, interweave the most brilliant light.

Knives are clashing, people are clashing, the sky and the sky are fierce and fierce, and the whole Modaotang is shaken by a sharp blow.

"Very well, this is the decisive battle I've been waiting for!"

Song Que's majestic body reappeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes, and the Heavenly Sword looked for an opponent as if it had come alive, and pierced Ye Chen's chest around a big bend full of beautiful lines that conformed to the principles of heaven and earth.

And his body is completely driven by a knife, which is natural and smooth, and it is perfectly flawless and brilliant.

Ye Chen didn't move, his feet didn't move, turning his hands, the blade turned sharply.

Fast, purely fast!

Without mixing anything, there is only the word "fast", which is almost inconceivable!

Edge...

At the moment before he could blink, he had already rushed forward, at the most critical moment.

"Chang!"

The ear-piercing and sharp sound, between the sparks flickering, set off a sound wave to the sky, and the light of the knife disappeared.

When the two sides touched and divided, it was a life-and-death encounter between the electric light and the flint.

At this time, Song Que's sword's momentum changed, and his strength reached his body. If there is golden light circulating, the sword's intent will turn into a dragon, entrenched in the air.

But Ye Chen was in front of Hengdao.

Awe-inspiring, a sharp sword intent came out of Ye Chen's body, the flames of **** surged, and a phoenix emerged from the flames, slowly spreading its wings.

"boom!"

The phoenix spreads its wings, the dragon is flying in the sky, and the fiercest collision is launched, endlessly dying.

The terrifying wind around this volume has blown everything in the Modaotang.

A flash of surprise flashed between Song Que's eyebrows and his eyes, and then he let out a long laugh.

"I have been in the world for decades, but this is the first time I have seen a master like Zunjia. It seems that I don't have to send the first few knives of the nine knives this day, and pick up my last three knives!"

As soon as the voice fell, Song Que made a lightning strike.

All this can only be described in a quick word, happening at a high speed that is unclear to the naked eye.

Ye Chen "feeled" that when Song Que drew his sword, the Heavenly Sword left its sheath early and slashed out, turning into a lightning long rainbow, slashing across the void of ten feet, and slashing towards him.

All the air currents and anger seemed to be sucked by Song Que's earth-shattering knife.

The horror of death and killing...

It seems that there is only one way to deal with such a cut.

"Just about to learn!"

With a long laugh, Ye Chenfei didn't have the slightest fear in the face of Jingchen's knife, but instead a fighting spirit emerged on his body.

Stepping out in the next step, the figure does not retreat but advances, the light knife in his hand is horizontal, and he is powerful.

Only hearing a loud "bang" sound, the fierce energy overflowed, and the surrounding dust was soaring, and the whole Modaotang was instantly occupied by smoke and dust.

In the chaos, Song Que made a roundabout, and the Heavenly Sword swept across Ye Chen's chest unsurprisingly. This eighth knife didn't feel anything extraordinary, but it was so slow that it was unreasonable.

But Ye Chen clearly grasped that Song Que's knife residence was faster than slower, and it was clever and clumsy.

Although there is no change, the ever-changing things are all in it, like the infinite heaven and the earth, and the universe has no end.

"Good knife technique!"

With a word of admiration, Ye Chen suddenly said: "The Master Song has his own name, the sword comes from the sky, but I don't know if the Master Song has ever seen the Abi magic knife from hell?"

"Abi Magic Sword?"

Song Que was surprised to see the sudden void around him.

A thick breath of death permeated the entire Modaotang, making it seem as if it had fallen into Infernal Purgatory.

fire!

The icy flame blazed and ignited everything in a flash, forming a sea of ​​fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, there are countless fierce spirits and ghosts, wailing and roaring.

Being in Infinite Purgatory, facing the invasion of thousands of ghosts, it seems that the next side will sink into Infinite Purgatory, and cannot be detached forever.

Song Que returned to his senses for a moment, and couldn't help sighing.

"What a terrible hell, what a terrible sword technique!"

"Chang!"

There was another sound of gold and iron fighting, and in an instant, the sky burst and the sea of ​​flames threw waves.

Between the heaven and the earth, there seems to be endless power spreading, wanting to destroy everything.

The battle between heaven and earth, the battle between gods and ghosts!

This is the sword intent of Ye Chen and Song Que, Shenlong and Phoenix.

Suddenly, there seemed to be real battles between gods and beasts.

The fiercest confrontation, the joyful fight between life and death, portrays their own martial arts on each other's blades, confirms the swordsmanship, and discusses the front of the sword.

In an instant, there were thousands of confrontations.

Thousands of confrontations, all merged in this instant.

After a moment...

The two figures collapsed again, each backing away.

The dragon dissipated and the phoenix disappeared.

At this moment, the Modaotang seemed to have disappeared without a trace, with the boundless sky on top and the infinite purgatory below.

Between heaven and earth, there are only two people, quietly opposing each other.

"Is this the Abi magic knife from hell? It really deserves its name!"

Song Que exclaimed: "If it had been a month ago, facing such a knife, I would only have to drink hate... But now, in the sky and the earth, I have no fear."

"Except for the knife, there is nothing else!"

Ye Chen's face was full of smiles, "Is it because Fan Qinghui died? The Song Clan master cut off the last bit of red dust, and really did this step!"

"I have to say that Lord Song is truly honest about the Dao Dao. It's no wonder that the Tyrant Yueshan would be defeated by Lord Song forty years ago..."

"The name of Heavenly Sword deserves its name!"

"If someone else mentioned her deliberately, I would definitely think it was to distract and consume my will..."

"Only a respected driver, I know you are reminding me and inspiring the hatred hidden in my heart!"

Song Que sighed: "Hate... is indeed a terrifying force, but I don't like to use it, Song Que!"

"I just want to face the strongest Heavenly Sword."

Ye Chen smiled and said: "Unexpectedly, you can completely get rid of the hatred..."

"The current you have surpassed the realm of the Grand Master, and it's no problem to break the void."

"What I want is never the broken void."

Song Que clenched the Heavenly Sword tightly, staring at Ye Chen with a pair of eyes: "The Ninth Sword, if you lose, I will help your disciples Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling to calm the world."

Ye Chen also replied with a long smile: "This won't bother the Song Clan master, but if the Song Clan leader is defeated, I will definitely return to the Song Clan leader a Han country."

"good!"

Song Que laughed loudly and said, "Ambitious, it is worthwhile for Song to engrave your name on the top of the whetstone!"

Ye Chen also laughed to himself: "The cultivation level of the master Song is also beyond my expectation. It is worthwhile for me to travel thousands of miles to Lingnan, just to give the master a war sticker."

Speaking of this, he suddenly looked terrified, and turned to a serious expression.

"But the next move, I hope Lord Song can be careful..."

"The magic knife is fierce and bloodthirsty!"

"Don't worry, Song's Heavenly Sword has its own ability to slay demons and punish ghosts!"

The words fall, the killing intent rises, the sky is surging, and the ground is steaming.

Song Quetian knife is in hand, Ye Chen's magic knife is out...

The war is about to start!