Boom, the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit swept with a sword, and it was frozen for thousands of miles.

One by one, the disciples of the Cold Moon Sect tried their best to urge Linggang to resist this sword intent supernatural power.

But below the Xuan Ghost Realm, Linggang collapsed under this kind of sword intent, and one by one the disciples of the Cold Moon Sect of the Spirit Realm were swept by the sword shadow, and Linggang did not function well, and fell to the ground like rain.

The person who was directly slashed by the sword shadow was even more slashed, and his body was covered with frost and directly frozen.

The Soul Eater Sword Spirit immediately spun again, shuttling back and forth.

Only the martial artists of the Xuan Nether Realm could withstand the sword path divine power of the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit, and they could withstand the invasion of the powerful sword dao divine power carried by the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit, and they still rushed towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yu's face was expressionless, his body flashed, and the wind transformation method had already been unfolded, rushing out like the wind.

His target was a Xuan Xuan Realm martial artist who had been blocked by the Ice Fish Spirit Spirit before, and at this moment, he had already broken through the Ice Fish Spirit Spirit and was rapidly approaching.

Chen Yu punched out.

Ang, a dragon roar sounded, Chen Yu's back bowed and straightened, and the five-colored Linggang raged and surged, turning into an angry dragon.

Peng, fist and sword collided, and the sharp sword blade of the mysterious weapon slashed the stubborn stone spirit armor to a dull degree, and there was a moon shadow circulating, chaotic, covering the void.

In Chen Yu's sight, the sword-wielding Xuanyun Realm martial artist disappeared directly, blending into the colorful moon shadow, and there was no trace of it.

There is no doubt that this is another kind of supernatural secret art that can be hidden.

With a flash of blood in Chen Yu's eyes, he saw the figure of this Xuanyun Realm martial artist, but he only moved his position a little, and still slashed with his sword.

Chen Yu sneered, his fist changed slightly, and the power of the Howling Dragon Fist exploded.

In the violent collision, the figure of the Xuan Nether Realm martial artist was hit, and neither the field nor the Moon Shadow Divine Power could stop the power of Chen Yu's punch, his bones shattered, and he flew out upside down with blood, fell to the ground fiercely, and passed out directly.

One defeated one person in the face, Chen Yu's body swirled, the wind body method unfolded, and he rushed towards another martial artist in the early stage of the Xuan Xuan Realm.

Peng, no accident, that person was also knocked away by Chen Yu's punch in the face and was hit hard.

Bang bang bang, the figure turned continuously in the void, and several people were knocked away in a row.

For a while, no one around Chen Yu could get close.

Chen Yuiy, who was expressionless, waved his hand, and the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit rose up again, turning into a red dragon and slashing.

It was Zhao Mingyi, who had lost his combat power, who was slashed to.

By Zhao Mingyi's side, the remaining few people were shocked and frightened, and the charming woman looked terrified.

Boom, with the roar of the red dragon, the sword intent divine power skyrocketed, drowning everyone.

The next moment, the charming woman vomited blood and fell to the ground.

More than thirty disciples of the Cold Moon Sect were either seriously injured and fainted, or they were frozen, and all of them lost the strength to fight again.

"Do you want me to cut off my meridians?" Chen Yu said lightly, "A bunch of waste!"

His eyes fell on the woman who was hit hard, and Chen Yu's eyes were cold.

The woman was very embarrassed and bleak, and when Chen Yu saw her like this, she couldn't help but shudder.

At the entrance of those caves on the rock wall of Silver Moon Bay, many warriors came out, and they looked at this side from afar, their expressions were extremely shocked and shocked.

They are not disciples of the Cold Moon Sect, they are just martial artists in the world, and when they usually see the disciples of the Cold Moon Sect, they have to be respectful and deliberately make friends. Now, I saw that the disciples of the Cold Moon Sect in Silver Moon Bay were served by the pot!

Chen Yu was too lazy to waste any more time, but at this moment, a momentum rose out of thin air and rushed straight into the void.

At the entrance of a cave at the top of Silvermoon Bay, a figure walked out.

The secular warriors at the entrance of the cave turned their heads in unison, their expressions showing fear.

As that terrifying momentum rushed straight into the void, the disciples of the Cold Moon Sect showed joy.

"Elder Frost is out of the customs!"

"This madman is dead, Elder Frost has just come out, and he will definitely stand up for us!"

"Maniac, you can't run!" A Xuanyun Realm martial artist who was severely injured by Chen Yu lay on the ground, looking at Chen Yu, his expression was hideous, full of resentment.

Chen Yu raised his hand and patted it, and Linggang turned into a giant hand and pressed towards the noisy warrior.

Boom, the warrior was pressed into the rock and soil by Chen Yu's palm, and the whole thing was buried.

"I've seen an idiot, I've never seen you such an idiot!" Chen Yu was expressionless: "Why don't you wait for your Elder Frost to come over and make a provocation!"

While speaking, Chen Yu saw the figure strolling through the void, with a graceful figure and a graceful demeanor, it was actually a woman.

The frost elder walked slowly and quickly in the void, and the distance of seven or eight miles had passed in an instant, and he came to the void on this side.

Looking at his appearance, Elder Shuang was only in his early thirties, and he looked a little younger than the previous junior sister of Zhao Mingyi. However, a pair of eyes like a cold moon reveal a kind of vicissitudes, but it is not this young appearance that can match.

Looking down, Elder Frost's gaze fell on Chen Yu's face, and his figure fell to the ground.

"Elder Frost, this madman has killed and injured a lot of senior brothers, you have to call the shots for us!"

"Uncle Shi, this person doesn't take our Cold Moon Sect seriously, you have to avenge us!"

"Uncle Frost......"

Elder Frost frowned slightly, and looked at Chen Yu, "A group of Cold Moon Sect disciples were defeated by a ninth-layer martial artist of the Spirit Realm alone, and they want me to avenge you?"

Her voice was cold, unemotional.

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of the Cold Moon Sect were stunned, and many of them bowed their heads in shame.

There are also those who don't feel ashamed, and say: "This person has a strange sword spirit, which is difficult to resist, I'm afraid he is not from the Demon Gate!"

Elder Frost's eyes condensed slightly, staring at Chen Yu and said, "Demon Gate remnants?"

Chen Yu was expressionless, and he didn't bother to distinguish anything.

Judging from the aura and coercion of this frost elder, she should be a martial artist at the peak of the ninth layer of the Xuan Secluded Realm, and it will be a lot of trouble for Chen Yu to deal with it now. But it's not worth being too jealous!

After all, there are not many peak martial artists in the Xuan Secluded Realm that Chen Yu has killed, although they must be treated carefully, they don't have to be afraid because of this.

"Linggang's aura is peaceful, and he has a variety of attributes!" Elder Frost said lightly, "It doesn't look like a person from the Demon Gate." But, young man, what sect are you from?"

Chen Yu was actually a little surprised, as soon as this frost elder came, he didn't stand out for the disciples of the sect, which made Chen Yu feel a little weird.

"Imperial Spirit Sect, Star Peak Chen Yu!" Since Elder Frost asked, Chen Yu's mind turned slightly, and he still replied.

"Imperial Spirit Sect Star Pole Peak?" Elder Frost's eyes flickered, and he looked very surprised: "Star Pole Peak can still produce a disciple like you?"

"Seniors know about Xingji Peak?" Chen Yu asked with a move in his heart.

"Three hundred years ago, the Star Pole Peak was completely wiped out here, how could my Cold Moon Sect not know?" Elder Frost said: "When it comes to understanding the Silent Soul Abyss, how can your Imperial Spirit Sect compare to the Cold Moon Sect?"

Chen Yu was stunned when he heard this.

"However, how do you know if you are really a disciple of Star Pole Peak?" Elder Frost said indifferently: "If you hurt my sect disciple, take me three moves." If you can take it, the day's work will be settled, or else you will join me as a handyman."

Chen Yu smiled and said, "Being a handyman for my seniors, I'm afraid that my seniors can't afford it!"

"You do have the capital to be proud of, but it's not too late to say this after taking my three moves!" Elder Frost said lightly: "Quickly take out the weapon and prepare!"

"You don't have to make any preparations!" Chen Yu said: "The younger generation thinks that if I can't take it, I will be your handyman, but I don't mention what will happen if I take it, it's unfair, right?"

"What do you want?" Elder Frost was not angry, and said, "Could it be that you took my three tricks and asked me to be a handyman for you?"

"How dare you?" Chen Yu said: "I just have something to ask, if I take the three moves of the seniors, I hope that the seniors will know everything about what the juniors want to ask!"

"Yes!" Elder Frost nodded.

The disciples of the Cold Moon Sect were already excited, although Elder Frost was a little disappointed that he didn't kill Chen Yu, but Elder Frost still stood up for them after all.

With Elder Frost's peak strength, no one thought that Chen Yu could take her three moves.

Chen Yu looked calm, and said lightly: "Senior, please!"

"This madman can't take a single move!"

"Wait until he becomes a handyman, and then find a way to take revenge!"

"Uncle Shuang is too kind-hearted, if he is replaced by other elders of the sect, he should directly kill this madman in the palm of his hand!"

“……”

The disciples of the Cold Moon Sect were still somewhat dissatisfied with Elder Frost's disposition, but they only dared to talk about it like this.

Seeing that Chen Yu's weapons were not used, Elder Shuang was a little surprised, feeling that Chen Yu was too arrogant, and it was indeed reasonable to be called a madman.

However, Elder Frost didn't have any anger, and said lightly, "First move!"

As he spoke, the cold and cold feminine Linggang surged, and the frost elder field opened, raised his palm, and Linggang poured out.

With the appearance of the divine consciousness of the clear void, Linggang turned into a bright moon, shining in the eternal night sky and purifying the filth of the world.

Feeling the divine intent of this type of supernatural power, Chen Yu couldn't admit that the Cold Moon Sect did have its own uniqueness.

Similar supernatural powers, Chen Yu has never seen them in the Qin State.

The bright moon fell, and the dazzling moonlight was also dazzling during the day, engulfing Chen Yu, under this kind of moonlight, Chen Yu felt that his spirit and spirit were affected, and he was silently invaded and infiltrated by the power of the feminine moonlight.

This style of supernatural power is very strong, and Elder Frost obviously did not despise Chen Yu just because he was only cultivating in the Spirit Realm.

Chen Yu's back arched slightly, and he punched the bright moon that was pressing.

The fist intent is domineering, and the five-colored Linggang surges, turning into a monstrous fist.

Boom, the bright moon shattered, and the feminine power that cleansed all things fell, engulfing Chen Yu.

But under the engulfment of this tide-like moonlight power, Chen Yu's body is still as steady as a rock.

The Linggang fluctuations dissipated, and Chen Yu looked at Elder Shuang.

A hint of surprise flashed in Elder Frost's eyes, and he said, "Not bad!"

As he spoke, Elder Frost raised his hand again, and a pure spiritual fluctuation appeared in his chest, and a bright moon jumped up and hung above his head.

In an instant, the second bright moon appeared.

Soon, there was a third bright moon.

The three bright moons are the size of a grinding disc, hanging in the air, reflecting each other.

In March, the moonlight was more than three times brighter than before.

"Second move!" Elder Frost's lips opened lightly, and as soon as he raised his hand, his five fingers moved in unison, with a mysterious and unpredictable rhythm, and his fingers flowed, turning into a bright moon blade.

In just a few breaths, I don't know how many Linggang knife arcs appeared, merging into the three rounds of bright moon.

The three bright moons roared and moved, falling towards Chen Yu, enveloping Chen Yu.