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Yun Wanxi curled her lips and said, "Hey, it seems that you stole my words?"

Ye Chen smiled and said nothing. After getting the word "pen", he immediately flew away to search for other words he wanted.

"Brother, what should we do?"

Yun Wanxi and Ling Shuhan looked at Jun Moyuan and were at a loss for a moment. There were tens of thousands of fellow disciples participating in this grand selection. If they joined forces and fought against Ye Chen at their peak, they might accidentally hurt their own people.

And looking at the strong fighting power that Ye Chen had just shown, if he didn't burst out at his peak, he would never be able to suppress him.

"Don't panic."

Jun Moyuan's eyes turned and he looked very calm.

"You help me collect words into poems, I will write poems first, seize the Qingtian Pen, and let the Lord of Samsara return empty-handed."

Ye Chen was not a formal disciple of the Confucian School. He participated in this grand ceremony only to compete for the two relics left by the great sage, namely the Qingtian Pen and the Taicang Wenshi.

As long as there are people from the Confucian School who get there first, Ye Chen will get nothing.

Yun Wanxi said: "Okay, senior brother, do you have a way to write a poem?"

Jun Moyuan hummed, suddenly took a step forward, and chanted:

"The emperor's virtue shines in the sky, and the wind of virtue blows away the dust of the world."

"The light of the sky gathers the spirit, and the sword energy gives the classics."

As the chanting sound came out, he held the sword to his chest, his eyes were focused, and there was a brilliant divine light blooming on his body. The poems he chanted were not so gorgeous, nor so good, but they revealed a strong appeal.

That was the appeal of the peak of the Sun and Moon Realm!

There were more than ten characters in the whole sky, flying towards Jun Moyuan, the word was virtuous, the word was sword, the classics, and the spirit. Whatever word he just chanted, it was inspired and flew towards him. Even the word "sky" in Ling Shuhan's hand flew to his side, flying and weaving into a poem.

But this poem is missing two words.

Missing one "Emperor" and one "Dome".

These two words, with great charm, had already been snatched by other students, and were not inspired by Jun Moyuan.

"Junior brothers and sisters, help me!"

Jun Moyuan shouted.

Ling Shuhan and Yun Wanxi nodded and flew towards the students holding the "Emperor" and "Dome" words respectively, clearly intending to forcibly seize them.

The two students panicked and did not dare to disobey, so they were ready to hand over the words in their hands.

But at this time, two spider silks flew out and snatched the words in their hands.

Ye Chen made a move.

The Sky Net Technique was performed, and the spider silk popped out, easily grabbing the "Emperor" and "Dome" words.

"Lord of Samsara, let go!"

Yun Wanxi and Ling Shuhan were shocked and angry when they saw this, and both swung their swords at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen knew that if Jun Moyuan collected the words into a poem first, the Qingtian Pen would most likely be snatched away by the other party, and he would get nothing.

He could not bear to watch this happen, so he laughed loudly and said, "Why are you two so irritable? Wouldn't it be better for me to take charge of the Qingtian Pen?"

He communicated with Emperor Yan Tian Lie in his heart, "Senior, I want to collect the words into a poem, please help me!"

Facing the joint attack of Yun Wanxi and Ling Shuhan, two powerful men, Ye Chen was alone and it was really difficult to deal with.

However, he was not panicked.

Because he still had a trump card!

Upon hearing Ye Chen's call, Emperor Yan Tian Lie said "hmm" heavily, and without hesitation, he immediately poured his own spiritual energy into Ye Chen.

Boom!

Three full suns exploded from Ye Chen's body.

The three suns were in the sky, and the majestic power of the scorching sun immediately made Yun Wanxi and Ling Shuhan look like ants.

An infinitely powerful aura also burst out from Ye Chen.

That was the aura of the Burning Lamp Realm!

Ling Shuhan and Yun Wanxi were terrified, and the action of swinging the sword to stab immediately stopped. The two froze in mid-air. Under the reflection of three suns, they suddenly felt as small as ants.

Burning Lamp Realm!

How is this possible!

Ling Shuhan and Yun Wanxi were completely shocked, and all the Confucian disciples were also shocked. Huang Taiyan and Qingyan Shengxiang below were also stunned.

Ye Chen was still a high-level Supreme Dao Lord just now, how could he suddenly burst out with the momentum of the Burning Lamp Realm?

This is absolutely impossible!

"It seems that there is someone behind this kid?"

Qingyan Shengxiang was very shocked, and he could probably feel that this aura of the Burning Lamp Realm did not belong to Ye Chen, but seemed to be the aura of an outsider.

But no matter what, Ye Chen's burst of the might of the Burning Lamp Realm really shocked everyone.

Under the protection of Emperor Yan Tian Lie, Ye Chen chanted:

"The pen falls and the wind and rain startle, the poem makes ghosts and gods weep!"

After a pause, he chanted again:

"The emperor's power is over the four seas, and his noble spirit penetrates the sky!"

This time he compiled the words into a poem. The poem he wanted to compile was not only "The pen falls and the wind and rain startle", but also another original poem of his own, just to weave the words "Emperor" and "Sky" into a poem to avoid being snatched away by Jun Moyuan.

After Ye Chen's chanting, the words flew towards him one by one, and even the word "Sky" on Jun Moyuan's body was inspired by Ye Chen, and flew out of Jun Moyuan's control and flew to Ye Chen's side.

With the help of Emperor Yan Tian Lie, Ye Chen was simply the sun, the most dazzling focus of the whole audience. He spoke, and the words filled the sky, as if they were all at his disposal.

Soon, twenty Dao words were compiled into poems around Ye Chen.

The two poems are "The pen falls and the wind and rain are shocked, the poem is completed and the ghosts and gods weep" and "The emperor's power is over the four seas, and his noble spirit penetrates the sky"!

The poem was born, and Ye Chen was the fastest person in the audience to put the words together and form a poem.

His two poems were so domineering and fierce. When the poems were completed, a storm suddenly arose, as if there were ghosts and gods howling, and the Qingtian Pen hummed and resonated with it.

Ye Chen looked at the Qingtian Pen with a focused gaze, and his heart was filled with blood. He felt that as long as he took a step, he could completely control the Qingtian Pen.

Jun Moyuan saw that Ye Chen had finished the poem. The magnificent atmosphere of the three days in the sky and the breath of the Burning Lamp Realm made him breathless.

He was unwilling and roared in his heart, saying that this was unfair!

Because he could see that the atmosphere of the three days in the sky was not Ye Chen's own power.

Ye Chen cheated!

However, under the majestic pressure of the three days in the sky, Jun Moyuan trembled and could not speak.

Ye Chen stretched out his hand and was about to grab the Qingtian Pen, but at this time, a sword light suddenly shot from an unknown time and space and shot directly behind him.

This sword light was filled with the brilliance of the Heavenly Dao Crystal, fierce and fierce, and even seemed to carry a trace of the power of the Pillar God's blessing, which was extremely terrifying.

The sword light that suddenly shot out crushed time and space, causing the space of Lingzhao Cave Heaven to collapse, and all the rays of light were annihilated. The world became extremely dark, leaving only this extremely brilliant sword light.

"This is..."

Huang Taiyan was shocked, and seemed to see the origin of the sword light. He took a step forward and wanted to stop it, but finally stopped.

"Wow, who is attacking, the owner of Shenbing Mountain Villa?"

Qingyan Holy Elephant seemed to see the origin of the sword light, and shouted to attack, but was stopped by Huang Taiyan.

The sword light killed very quickly, and Huang Taiyan blocked it, and Qingyan Holy Elephant had no time to attack.

Chila!

The sword light brushed past Ye Chen's ear and completely shot the middle of the three suns behind him.

The sun exploded, and the two suns next to it were also shattered.

Ye Chen was affected by the explosion, groaned, and immediately fell from a high altitude, falling heavily into the abyss ink of Taicang Wenshi. The poems on his body collapsed, and his vision suddenly became extremely dark.

In the extreme darkness, Ye Chen felt that all his bones were shattered by the aftermath of the explosion just now.

"What is this...what is going on?"

Ye Chen was shocked and confused.

He communicated with the reincarnation cemetery with his spirit, but saw that Yan Tianliehuang's face was pale, his soul body became extremely thin, and a ray of sword light cut off half of his body. The explosion of the three suns left him with half of his body, which was also injured by the explosion and riddled with holes.

"Senior, what is this...what is going on?"

Ye Chen was horrified.

"I got into trouble after all."

Yan Tianliehuang smiled bitterly, his voice was already very weak.

"What?" Ye Chen had a vague bad premonition.

"I've said before that I can't just do it casually."

"Because there are four great gates behind me and the Black Queen Mother is watching."

"If I'm exposed, they will kill me."

"With only a wisp of my soul left, I can't stop them."

"Just now, it was the owner of the Divine Weapon Villa, Shen Lian, who took action."

Yan Tianliehuang's face was full of bitterness, and he was about to lose his soul.

"Divine Weapon Villa, Shen Lian?"

Ye Chen trembled.

"Well, that Divine Weapon Villa is one of the four great gates, and it worships the Emperor Tianhuang among the Four Emperors. It is said that the owner Shen Lian is the descendant of the Emperor Tianhuang, cough..."

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Yan Tianliehuang coughed, he was very weak.

"I thought that since we were in the Qingtian Confucian Sect, the four great sects would not dare to attack us, but I didn't expect that the Divine Weapon Villa would still attack us."

"I am only a remnant soul left, but I couldn't even stop a sword from Shen Lian."

Emperor Yan Tianlie sighed and looked at Ye Chen again,

"But fortunately, he didn't dare to kill you, Tomb Master. You have the blessings of many pillar gods on you. I'm afraid even the Black Queen Mother wouldn't dare to touch you easily."

"I can't do it anymore, Tomb Master. I'll give you my last light."

The remaining half of Emperor Yan Tianlie's body began to dissolve, turning into a little bit of fine light, all pouring onto Ye Chen.

"Senior!"

Ye Chen was shocked.

"Old ghost Yang Tian, ​​it's time to... come out."

Before he disappeared, Emperor Yan Tianlie took a last look at the tombstone of Yang Tianzun, but the tombstone was still silent.

In an instant, Emperor Yan Tianlie was completely terrified.

As one of the Nine Heavens ancestors, the Four Heavenly Gates would never let him go. Seeing him wake up and exposed, a strong man immediately took action, shooting a ray of sword light from a distant time and space, and with just one sword, he killed Emperor Yan Tian Lie.

Ye Chen was very sad, and deeply felt the gap between himself and those supreme strong men.

His body trembled. He was hit by the aftermath of the explosion just now, and was originally injured. But Emperor Yan Tian Lie fed him the last light and the last energy. His injuries quickly improved, and he slowly rose from the abyss ink of Taicang Wenshi.

The teachers and students of the Confucian School in the outside world were completely shocked. The ray of sword light just now was too sharp and terrifying. It seemed that the supreme Tiandao realm strong man took action with a sharp murderous intent.

But that murderous intent did not seem to be directed at Ye Chen. Most people were very confused. They did not know the existence of Emperor Yan Tian Lie.

"Is the Lord of Samsara dead?"

"Who wants to kill him?"

...

Many people discussed, looking at the silent abyss ink of Taicang Wenshi.

"Huang Taiyan, why are you stopping me?"

"Why don't you take action? Why are you stopping me from taking action?"

"You killed the Lord of Samsara!"

The Green Flame Holy Elephant roared.

Huang Taiyan said: "He is not dead yet!"

"The owner of the Divine Weapon Villa did not attack the Lord of Samsara, but seemed to be targeting a certain strong man behind him."

"I did not attack because the Lord of Samsara broke the rules. In a fight between peers, he summoned another master to cheat. What's the point?"

After Huang Taiyan finished speaking, a tall figure slowly rose from the deep ink of the Taicang Wenshi.

It was Ye Chen.

He was not dead. Emperor Yan Tianlie gave him the last light, and he even recovered from his injuries.

However, when the three suns exploded just now, Ye Chen's clothes were torn and immersed in the thick ink of the abyss. His body was also stained with a layer of darkness. He looked a little embarrassed, like a person crawling out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses on the battlefield.

Hearing what Huang Taiyan said just now, Ye Chen just laughed and said coldly:

"I cheated?"

"Master Huang, I am just a Taoist. Your three disciples at the peak of the Sun and Moon Realm joined forces to suppress me. If I don't use some tricks, will I die?"

Hearing this, Huang Taiyan was speechless for a while. It was indeed his fault in this fight.

Even though Ye Chen was gifted and heroic, it was enough for him to send one disciple. It was indeed a bit too bullying for the three genius disciples to join forces.

Ye Chen's cold words also echoed in the entire Confucian sect. Everyone felt ashamed and no one argued.

Jun Moyuan, Ling Shuhan, and Yun Wanxi looked at each other. After all, they followed the kingly way. It was too overbearing to join forces to oppress Ye Chen.

"Lord of Samsara, you said that we are bullying the few with the many, so I will come to meet you alone!"

Jun Moyuan took a deep breath and said loudly, and then he floated down alone and came to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen laughed. It was funny that he was fighting alone now. Just now, Emperor Yan Tianlie was killed and Ye Chen was shocked. Although he was not injured now, his vitality was consumed after all. His condition was no longer at its peak.

Jun Moyuan said that the two of them were fighting alone at this time, which was a bit too advantageous.

Ye Chen's body, "The pen fell and the wind and rain were shocked, and the poem was completed and the ghosts and gods wept", and other poems were drooping crookedly, which showed that his condition was not very good.

However, facing Jun Moyuan's challenge, Ye Chen did not give in. He smiled and said, "Very good, if you want to fight, then fight!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Chen's momentum soared at an astonishing speed, and the rumbling divine light bloomed thousands of times, and the blazing clouds filled the sky. There were actually three suns rising from behind Ye Chen again, blooming with a monstrous divine brilliance.

The crooked and suppressed poems and words, one by one, buzzed, and burst into light, like a dragon or a tiger, rolling up the wind and clouds, lingering around Ye Chen and dancing.

"What!"

Jun Moyuan was shocked. Looking at the majestic aura of the three days in the sky, he was stunned.

Isn't Ye Chen weak? How can he still have such a strong aura?

The whole audience was also shocked. Could it be that the sword of the owner of Shenbing Mountain Villa just now did not hurt Ye Chen at all?

This is absolutely impossible.

But Ye Chen's aura looks so brilliant and fierce. Compared with the previous one, it is not inferior at all, and even more fierce.

"What's going on?"

Huang Taiyan was also shocked. He faintly glimpsed a trace of ancient and hidden causal aura from Ye Chen.

It is the aura of the Queen of Yizu Liuguang!

Fictional Illusion Memory Technique!

In an instant, Huang Taiyan saw through it.

It turned out that Ye Chen's fierce and fierce aura was fictional, just a false disguise!

But if the disguise is not seen through, it is the truth.

At least, at this moment, Jun Moyuan's face turned pale. He obviously thought that Ye Chen's three-day flying magnificent aura was an extremely real existence.

"Moyuan——"

Huang Taiyan was about to give instructions, but a heavy and powerful hand pulled him and abruptly cut off his next words.

The Qingyan Holy Elephant made a move.

It had an unhappy expression on its face. Huang Taiyan had just stopped it from making a move, and now he was also using his own method to return the favor.

Without getting any advice, Jun Moyuan didn't see that Ye Chen's momentum was a fictitious disguise.

Tsk!

The Nine Suns Heavenly Emperor Sword rushed out, and the majestic power of three days flying in the air was all poured onto the sword body. Ye Chen's Heavenly Emperor Sword was shining, and golden sunlight burst out from every pore of his body. He seemed to be bathed in golden divine flames, and the angry sword slashed Jun Moyuan, with the domineering aura of "The Book of Poetry of Tyrants".

The emperor's power was overwhelming the four seas, and the noble spirit penetrated the sky!

"The Kingly Wind and Thunder Sword!"

Jun Moyuan was shaken, his whole body was full of light, his poems turned into wind and thunder, and he drew his sword to block.

But he was frightened by Ye Chen's might, and his momentum had weakened by three points, and he only exerted six or seven tenths of his tenth strength.

Zheng!

The two swords clashed, and with just one strike, Ye Chen pushed Jun Moyuan back, and the sharp Heavenly Emperor Sword cut off Jun Moyuan's long sword on the spot.