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- In a cave in the Buried Sword Peak, Ye Chu stared intently at the Blood Drinking Underworld that was exuding biting frost. On the thin sword body, a cold chi kept wandering, and countless frosts fell off, blooming like ice flowers.
The true flame of the sun in the three-legged Golden Crow True Body had already been forced out by Han Chi Sword Spirit when Ye Chu condensed the Yang Aperture. After a long period of running-in, the Han Chi Sword Spirit and the Golden Crow True Body have become incomparably integrated.
"This should be its strength!" Seeing the cold sword energy flashing out from Bloody Drinking Underworld, Ye Chu secretly thought in his heart: "It seems that the two sword energy of Taixuan Purple Thunder Green Evil Sword is really powerful. He benefited a lot!¡±
Back in the secret realm of the barren mountain, the Han Chi Sword Spirit was undoubtedly a powerful being. Even when Ye Chu practiced the Blood Moon Truth Scripture, he almost became a puppet. Anyone who becomes a slave of the sword spirit will have their cultivation level skyrocketed. But since falling into Ye Chu's hands, Han Chi Sword Spirit has not received any blessing.
A very important reason is because the Han Chi Sword Spirit worships the strong. Once it can withstand its mental shock, it will automatically recognize its master.
Although Han Chi is a demon, he is a beast among the demon clan. This kind of monster clan is usually rare in the world and rarely lives in groups. Although the physical body and soul are extremely powerful, they can only rely on self-enlightenment and cultivation, and cannot be taught by teachers. It is not easy for them to cultivate to the realm of condensing evil and refining power. If they can successfully condense heroic spirit, it will be said to be unique.
Han Chi's sword spirit can be credited to the secret realm spiritual master for its current development. If a monster like a dragon with the appearance of a dragon and a natural cold aura wants to achieve the abilities it has now, how can a mere thousand years be enough?
Bloodyin Huangquan suddenly showed his sharpness again and said repeatedly: "Master, let's get started!"
As soon as Ye Chu heard this, he immediately picked up the 'Blood Moon Truth Scripture', and at the same time, a wave of waves suddenly appeared in his hands, and when he shook his hand, the water actually turned into ice. Taking the ice sword into his hand, the sword moves began to blend together.
" Blood Drinks from Huangquan" A sword energy shot out, and Ye Chu let it dive into the sea of ??consciousness.
Blood drinks from the underworld, and the sword spirit dominates. Being able to become a sword spirit means that you already have your own thing about the true meaning of swordsmanship. The extreme killing sword intention in Ye Chu's body was in dialectical agreement with the sword energy in an instant. At this moment, Ye Chu was in a strange mental level, as if he was dancing with a sword as he pleased. There was no hatred or sorrow in his heart, but it was the best time to understand his own swordsmanship.
Beng, bang, bang!
The sword energy began to rage more and more casually. And the Blood Moon True Life Meridian is running crazily, and the countless cold energy of the True Life is surging like a tide under the fusion of the Black Water Dragon Transformation Technique.
Oops! bass! bass! bass¡ª¡ª
He casually waved the ice stick in his hand, and air flow poured into it from his veins, roaring out sword energy. Ye Chu felt that the sword energy he released was getting stronger, and it was even difficult to contain this sense of randomness. Moreover, there is not even a hint of extreme killing energy in these sword auras.
"The sword energy does not match the sword intention?" Ye Chu felt confused in his heart.
"Being in a battle requires experience and wisdom. Although the skills are the key to life-saving, it also depends on personal understanding. The master's sword finger is raised, and the wind and sand rise thousands of miles away" In Ye Chu's mind, Jian Qinghan suddenly appeared with the demeanor of a master. Come.
"The master said that as a swordsman, you must have your own martial style and sword power!"
Boom!
A blast of cold sword energy suddenly burst out and went straight into the heart of the mountain. The ice sword that Ye Chu condensed out of the water also shattered into countless ice crystals.
Wu Ge is the attribute of martial arts. Just because Ye Chu practices the Blood Moon Truth Life Scripture, Wu Ge belongs to the cold of water, so the exercises Jian Qinghan passed on to him are all of the same nature, such as Black Water Dragon Transformation Technique and Snow Covering Gucheng Ao. Cold chapter!
Potential, different people have different potentials. Everyone has a different positioning of themselves in their hearts, so they have different spiritual meanings.
Sword power is the spirit that a swordsman defines for his own swordsmanship!
"Takeno Zhige, the only way to stop other people's warfare is to use weapons yourself, and your weapons must be stronger than others. If you talk about martial arts alone, it is just the rule of 'the weak eats the strong' That's all!" Ye Chu, who comes from the 21st century, will not be limited to such small difficulties. He held the blood in his hand again and drank from the underworld. The cold air from the two connected, and suddenly the frost was overwhelming and raging in the cave!
"The power of Taoist Huo Ya's sword is like a prairie fire, mottled with evil energy! The master's sword power flows naturally and contains the natural power of mountains, rivers, wind and sand Different states of mind create different sword power! What should my sword power be?"
A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people?
Three -foot Qingfeng extinguish the demon? Bringing injustice to the whole world? "
Ye Chu asked himself, and suddenly an obsession rose in his heart: "To avenge bloodshed!?"
Boom!
?The light from the sword in his hand suddenly penetrated the entire cave. While he was enjoying himself, Ye Chu seemed to be debating with himself: "Blood relatives must be avenged! But how can the power of my sword let hatred blind their hearts!"
Sonorous!
The sky or sword behind him also came out of the dust and stood suddenly in front of him.
In front of the two swords, Ye Chu sat cross-legged, silently.
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On this day, disciples from the five branches of Taisu Sword Sect gathered at the top of Taixuan!
It is said that the top of Taixuan was formed by the founder of the sect, who cut off the divine peak with a sword. The Taisu Sword Sect has always been the site of grand competitions, with five huge sword-sealing platforms erected on it. On every sword-sealing stage, there are pairs of energetic and highly qualified disciples from various peaks competing.
"Mo Yan, you must win! Now that Senior Brother Ye has been punished to be buried in Jianfeng Peak for three years, we, the newly promoted inner disciples of Taiyi Peak, are all counting on you!" A disciple looked at him eagerly. Cheng Moyan is full of confidence.
Now, these new disciples have all become their own disciples, but as disciples of the same batch, they are closely connected from every angle. Cheng Moyan was accepted by other brothers because Ye Chu tried the sword that day and was seriously injured by Ye Chu. What really made people place high hopes on him was that he became a disciple of Elder Wang Yun. On that day, it was reported that he had already begun to condense his sword intent. In the following two months, my cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, which was astonishing!
¡°Don¡¯t dare to live up to it!¡±
While Cheng Mo Yan was speaking, he had already boarded the sword sealing platform.
"Tai Yifeng, Cheng Mo Yan!" Cheng Mo Yan saluted with his sword, his demeanor no longer as timid as before.
"A new junior disciple of the inner sect? When did Tai Yifeng fall to this level!" The disciple opposite Aoli looked arrogant and said with disdain: "Tongtian Peak, Huangyun Sect!"
Facing the verbal humiliation from Huang Yunzong, Cheng Moyan suddenly remembered Ye Chu's scene that day. As he drew his sword, he unconsciously said, "I don't know what to say!"
"You are looking for death!" How could Huang Yunzong think that a newly promoted junior brother would dare to be so rampant.
Facing the opponent's sword blow, Cheng Mo Yan stood firm and unmoving. The black iron sword, which was still as black as ink, was suddenly in his hand and did not move.
"Senior Brother Ye, if you are not here, I will protect your great reputation!"
At this moment, Cheng Moyan moved his fingers and his sword. A black shadow flashed past, which was the sound of gold and iron.
Ding dong!
"How can it be?"
"Defeat the enemy with one sword? Tai Yifeng, when did a genius appear again!"
"Which disciple is this?"
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No one expected that a newcomer who had only been in the inner sect for two months would defeat a senior who had been in the inner sect for several years in the first battle.
The elder judge on the sword sealing stage was dumbfounded, and then he sounded the purple gong and said: "In this battle, Tai Yicheng Mo Yan wins!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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