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"Juechen Sword Net!"

Iron Hand Hou and Zimu Hou are powerful men who have experienced many battles. After all, they felt Zhang Ye's irresistible sword skills, and they both roared loudly and fought to the death.

The iron hand's palm was pressed in the air virtually, and a mountain-like force surged out. This force was incredibly powerful, and the void was trembling in front of this force. This simply terrifying defensive move was the unique skill of the iron hand - like a seal and a closed one!

Zimuhou waved out tens of thousands of sword auras, dense sword auras, forming a huge and airtight web. This move is the defensive trick made by Zimuhou practiced - Juechen Sword Net! Under this move, not to mention dust, even the sun cannot shoot in!

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!"

As soon as the defense of Iron Hand and Zimuhou unfolded, Zhang Ye's attack came. The seven extremely domineering sword auras faintly merged with the sword formation, and with an unparalleled aura, bombarded the palm of Iron Hand and Zimuhou's sword network.

"Boom boom!"

Zhang Ye's attack was surprisingly domineering, surprisingly heavy, and surprisingly sharp. With just a simple two strikes, the extremely tight defense nets of the Iron Hand Hou and the Purple Eye Hou had a flaw.

Iron Hand Hou and Ziwei Hou were both distracted and shouted in horror: "Take advantage of the situation! Zhang Ye, you can actually call the power of the sword array! How is this possible..."

Zhang Ye silently said nothing, and finally cut down five swords, cutting off the voices of the two.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish--"

Amid a series of loud noises, Zhang Ye's body suddenly flashed, turning into a green light, flashing ten feet away, staring at the Iron Hand Hou and the Purple Eye Hou indifferently.

Iron Hand Hou and Ziwei Hou stopped moving completely and stood blankly, with disbelief in their eyes. After a long time, several blood arrows emerged from their bodies, and blood gushed out. Vitality quickly disappeared.

The two young strong men stared at Zhang Ye fiercely, as if they wanted to say something. But just now, they had already fallen to the ground with a "pop" and their vitality was cut off.

Seeing two young strong men falling to the ground and dying, King Huajian and Shui Daimei stopped fighting at the same time. Their eyes fell on Zhang Ye, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Zhang Ye's combat power is getting stronger and stronger, but the two of them can't imagine that they will be so powerful that even the Iron Hand Hou and the Zimu Hou were killed. You must know that the Iron Hand Hou and the Zimu Hou are real masters of the sixth level of the True Dao, and their cultivation is much higher than that of Zhang Ye!

The King of Huajian closed his eyes slightly, then opened his eyes again, looked at Zhang Ye deeply, and said slowly: "Zhang Ye, I didn't expect that your sword technique has reached such a level that you can actually use the power of the sword array to attack."

Human power is limited, and the world is infinite. When he practices deeper, practitioners can often call on the power of heaven and earth and attack their opponents. Zhang Ye cannot borrow the power of heaven and earth, but based on his own insights, he borrowed the power of the sword formation and easily killed two young powerful men.

King Huajian stared at Zhang Ye and said in a low voice: "Zhang Ye, your combat power has increased by 50%. However, your cultivation is still only at the fourth level of True Dao. You can't do anything to me! In the third level, if I meet you, King Huajian will definitely kill you!"

Zhang Ye sneered and ignored King Huajian at all. He came to the corpses of Iron Hand Hou and Zimu Hou, and gently grabbed his palms in the void.

"Swish!"

With Zhang Ye's grab, the storage bags of the two young powerful men flew into their hands immediately. After packing up the storage bags, Zhang Ye put away the two swords of Zimuhou. Finally, he classified the two black gloves of the Iron Hand Hou as already owned.

When the King of Huajian saw Zhang Ye ignoring his eyes, he clenched his fists and made a sound, and a raging flames appeared all over his body. His huge momentum locked on Zhang Ye.

Suddenly, a voice appeared in the hall: "Okay. Now three people are dead, the second level has ended. You three have passed the test of the second level."

With the sound, the figure of the middle-aged man in purple beard appeared in the hall.

The middle-aged man in purple beard looked at the three of them indifferently and said slowly: "You three have passed the second level. As a reward, I will reward you with a pill. You can take this pill to recover from your injuries."

After saying this, the middle-aged man with purple beard raised his palm slightly, and three longan-eye-sized elixirs slowly floated towards the three of them.

When he saw the pills floating over, Huajian Wang, Shui Daimei and Zhang Ye, his face showed an expression of excitement. The middle-aged man in purple beard was the clone of the sword king. The pills he took out were probably spiritual pills refined in ancient times, and they would definitely not be ordinary people.

Zhang Ye raised his palm and grabbed the pill. He took the pill in front of him and saw that the pill was blood red all over, with a faint shadow inside.

The middle-aged man in purple beard said in a low voice: "This pill contains huge vitality. It can not only wash your body and restore your injuries. It can also wash your souls and strengthen your spiritual strength. Well, now you can take it."

Huajian Wang and Shui Daimei couldn't wait to stuff the pills into their mouths. Zhang Ye also put the pills into their mouths and prepared to refine them.

At this moment, the fire spirit shouted: "Wait! Master, this pill is a bit strange. In the memory of the Phoenix clan, there seems to be a record of this pill."

Zhang Ye was slightly stunned and said in his heart: "Huo Ling, what's strange about this pill?"

Huo Ling thought for a moment and finally said, "Yes! This pill was named Soul Tempering True Pill in ancient times. Soul Tempering True Pill is the best among the Soul Tempering True Pills, which contain huge vitality. It can not only temper the body of the cultivator, but also temper the soul of the cultivator!"

Zhang Ye said: "The middle-aged man in purple beard just now said that this pill can wash away the soul and enhance the spiritual strength. Is there anything wrong with this?"

Fire Spirit said slowly: "It's very wrong! The Soul-Tempering True Pill is a very rare elixir. In ancient times, it was used to seize the body! After taking this elixir, a trace will be left in the soul, and others can easily seize the body through this silk mark!"

Zhang Ye’s shock was really extraordinary. He said in horror: “What do you mean is that this sword king clone wants to take over the body and be reborn? His own death has fallen. Can he still regain his life by taking over the body and regaining his life?”

Huo Ling explained: "The powerful men in ancient times had all kinds of magical powers. Even if their bodies fell, they had all kinds of means to regain their lives. You, King Huajian and Shui Daimei, are all geniuses. It is normal for the Sword Lord to fall in love with your body."

At this time, Zhang Ye calmed down and said, "Huo Ling, should we take this pill? How should we avoid taking over the body?"

Huo Ling smiled and said, "Master, you can take this pill with confidence. Although I have lost most of my strength, my understanding of the soul still exists. The mark of the Knife Lord in this pill is very weak, and I am absolutely sure to refine it."

Zhang Ye nodded slightly and thought, "The original true body of the Fire Spirit is a huge volcano with strong combat power, and I am afraid it is still above the Knife Lord. Since it is sure to solve it, there is absolutely no problem."

"call!"

Zhang Ye swallowed the soul-tempering true pill, and the righteous energy of Tianhe was running wildly, and began to refine this soul-tempering true pill.

"Bang bang bang--"

The soul-tempering real pill transformed into pure essences of heaven and earth, flowing into the meridians of Zhang Ye's whole body. This essence of heaven and earth is surprisingly huge. The righteous energy of heaven and earth in Zhang Ye's body was circulating wildly, and it was impossible to complete. The essence of heaven and earth hit the meridians fiercely, making a sound of strange noises.

"This soul-tempering real pill is truly an ancient pill! The essence of heaven and earth contained in it is so huge and too many!" Zhang Ye was surprised and happy, and the righteous energy of the Tianhe River was running wildly.

The essence of heaven and earth transformed into the Soul-Tempering Real Pill contains vitality. Zhang Ye guided this essence of heaven and earth to operate for a whole world, and immediately felt that his whole body was comfortable, and his injuries inside and outside were quickly healed.

The essence of heaven and earth continues to flow in the meridians. Every time the heaven and heaven are circulated, part of the essence of heaven and earth flows into the dantian and transforms into the righteous energy of heaven and river.

The righteous energy of Tianhe became increasingly large and abundant. The continuous righteous energy of Tianhe gathered. Zhang Ye's dantian was filled with the righteous energy of Tianhe, and the momentum on his body increased rapidly.

"boom!"

Zhang Ye suddenly felt a shock on his head, and the three flowers on his head suddenly flew out, rotating drippingly.

Zhang Ye’s current cultivation level is at the peak of the fourth level of the True Dao, with two flowers on his head. The first flower is all green, which is the color that Zhang Ye showed after he comprehended the artistic conception of wind. The second flower only had one petal. The color of this flower is a bit strange, showing a color that intersects black and purple.

The middle-aged man with purple beard stood silently. When he saw the colors of Zhang Ye’s two flowers, his body was shaking slightly. A trace of color flashed in his eyes and murmured: “Cyan is the artistic conception of wind, black is the artistic conception of water, and purple is the artistic conception of thunder. Zhang Ye has realized three artistic conceptions at a young age. This understanding is really good, really good!”

Zhang Ye was in a state of cultivation, and his whole mind was devoted to cultivation. As he practiced, the two flowers on his head were spinning faster and faster, and Zhang Ye's aura became stronger and stronger. Finally, the second petal slowly opened in Zhang Ye's second flower.

The fifth level of true Tao!

With the help of this soul-tempering true pill, Zhang Ye broke through the peak of the fourth level of the True Dao in one fell swoop and entered the fifth level of the True Dao. The second flower on his head finally opened the second petal. As the two flowers slowly rotated, the momentum it emitted was much stronger than the momentum of the fourth level of the True Dao!

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