When life tends to be dull, life always needs craziness to embellish it.
The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, and Ye Chen's eyes showed a trace of madness, enjoying the oppression coming from all around and the deep feeling of powerlessness deep in his heart.
Struggling in despair, struggling in despair, Ye Chen felt so warm at this moment.
No matter how weak my strength is, my perseverance will definitely allow those lonely people all over the sky to perform a shocking confession!
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword with his right hand very slowly. Several times in succession, he could not hold the Qilin Sword, and his whole body was slightly shaken.
At this moment, Ye Chen was like a lonely boat in the sea, and those two terrifying sword intentions were like rough waves.
In one of the sword intentions, Ye Chen felt the domineering power of who else in the world, while in the other sword intention, Ye Chen felt endless killing intent. His ears seemed to be surrounded by the cries of countless innocent souls.
With the sound of the sound, two different sword intentions were constantly washing through Ye Chen's mind. After a few breaths, a trace of confusion appeared in Ye Chen's eyes, and he murmured softly: "Then what is my sword intention?"
Huo Qilin's face, which was originally watching Ye Chen, suddenly changed. He still underestimated the power of these two swords, and it actually began to affect Ye Chen's heart.
However, just when Huo Qilin was about to take action, Ye Chen's confused eyes changed and became as firm as steel. At the same time, he held the Qilin sword on the ground. In Huo Qilin's slightly surprised eyes, Ye Chen
Chen's figure slowly stood up from the ground, still standing proudly under the impact of these two sword intents.
Raising the sword, the Qilin Sword fell from top to bottom, and a loud explosion suddenly sounded. He had the intention to kill without killing, and the killing intention exploded on Ye Chen.
Behind Mu Chen's sword is endless loneliness and ten years of persistence. However, my sword does not pursue the Nine Heavens of Swordsmanship. My sword does not pursue the ultimate in sentimentality. My sword is only for the pursuit of the ultimate in killing. That's all.
That's all, under Huo Qilin's surprised gaze, Ye Chen suddenly took a step forward, his whole face flushed as red as if he could drip blood.
One man and one sword, Ye Chen was like a sharp sword unsheathed at this moment. Under the training of these two swords, Ye Chen's whole body became more and more powerful.
A surprised look emerged, and Huo Qilin looked at Ye Chen thoughtfully, and murmured softly: "Use these two sword intents to hone yourself, and even hone the way you insist on!"
At first, in Huo Qilin's eyes, Ye Chen was just a genius with good qualifications. However, in the subsequent changes, Huo Qilin saw that Ye Chen only had the potential to become a strong man. However, today, Huo Qilin is extremely sure that even if Ye Chen cannot exceed
The fourth generation and others, but their achievements will definitely be no less than those of the fourth generation and others. A smile of appreciation appeared at the corner of his mouth.
However, in the next moment, the smile at the corner of Huo Qilin's mouth stopped abruptly. Under his surprised eyes, Ye Chen took a few steps forward again.
Cold sweat had flowed all over his body, and Ye Chen's face was as pale as death. However, his eyes became more and more sharp, and he always held the sword in one hand, and the Qilin Sword never trembled.
Bang! Under the pressure of the surrounding sword energy, Ye Chen's figure fell to the ground again. This time, both knees landed on the ground at the same time, and a dull sound was heard.
It was like a mountain pressing on his shoulders, and the pain swept over him like a tide. Ye Chen's brows never furrowed, but he looked at the Qilin Sword. The sword energy surrounded the tip of the Qilin Sword.
"Why aren't you willing to give in?" Looking at the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen chuckled softly. At the same time, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the two jade pendants, with a hint of madness in his eyes.
Ye Chen always believes that if you can stand up one more time than you fall, you are the strong one!
Standing up from the floor with great difficulty, Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword again, raised his right foot slightly, and took a step forward with a smile on his face.
Veins popped out, and traces of blood emerged along the sword marks on Ye Chen's body. In an instant, Ye Chen turned into a bloody man.
"Boy, tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to persist for so long under these two sword intents!" Huo Qilin said in disbelief.
Hearing this, Ye Chen ignored Huo Qilin. His eyes were still on the two jade pendants. He still slashed out with his sword and took several steps forward again.
Bang bang! Ye Chen's figure fell to the ground again, but in the next moment he miraculously stood up. Huo Qilin's eyes changed from surprise to shock, but now they were just dull.
Looking at Ye Chen who was still crawling towards the two jade pendants even though he fell to the ground, Huo Qilin was speechless for a long time. He was already shocked by Ye Chen's madness.
It wasn't until a few moments later that a trace of blood appeared on the floor of the attic that Huo Qilin suddenly woke up. Seeing the bloody shadow lying on the ground, his face changed slightly, and his right hand came out from the Suzaku Fire. At the same time, the Suzaku Fire was like
It surged around like a tide, suppressing the surrounding sword energy, and the two extremely terrifying sword energy was once again submerged in the two jade pendants.
The entire hall returned to its previous state again, and Ye Chen also sat up from the ground, his face pale, and he was breathing heavily.
He held his right hand in the air and grabbed the two jade pendants. The figure of the fire unicorn jumped down next to Ye Chen. When he saw that Ye Chen was not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a slightly scolding tone: "You
The boy is very courageous, actually confronting the sword intent of the second and fourth generations like this. Even if you want to use their sword intent to hone yourself, don’t seek death like this!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly: "Don't you think this is a good practice method!"
Enjoying the feeling of brushing against death, he constantly broke through his own limits. He stood up, sat down, and put the Qilin Sword aside. After Ye Chen stuffed a few pills into his mouth, he stood facing
Huo Qilin, who was standing next to him, said: "There is no shortcut in cultivation. If you want to gain more strength, you have to pay more price!"
After saying that, Ye Chen slowly closed his eyes, held the seal on his chest with both hands, and started practicing under the helpless gaze of Huo Qilin!
Ding! The sound of sword chanting sounded throughout the attic, and in an instant, the reliefs originally carved on the walls of the attic were weirdly twisted together.
"Is there something weird in this attic?" Huo Qilin's face darkened, and he moved toward Ye Chen. At the same time, he waved his right hand, and a red flame shield covered Ye Chen.
Above the hall, facing the top of the attic, the space there seemed to be distorted. Under Huo Qilin's solemn gaze, the center of the attic emitted light like a bright moon, and a half-foot-long beam of light actually appeared.
It is a thin sword with a length of three feet and seven inches. The sword is transparent, as thin as a cicada's wing, and less than an inch wide. There is a blood groove three feet long in the middle of the sword.
At the same time, the tide of sword energy all around also emerged strangely, and the entire attic seemed to be surrounded by clouds and mist.
But Ye Chen, who was practicing, was completely unaware, his eyes were still closed, and the spiritual energy around him was still pouring into Ye Chen's body like a tide.
As if being in the clouds and mist, at last there was an extremely loud roar of dragons in the entire attic. Under Huo Qilin's incredible gaze, the reliefs on the wall seemed to come alive and actually broke out of the wall.
The sword energy was billowing in the clouds, and it looked like a dragon flying through the sky. Finally, the dragon shadows suddenly disappeared on the thin sword.
The sword energy also surged toward the thin sword like a tide. Under the gaze of Huo Qilin, the thin sword gradually turned into a phantom.
Phew! The sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and the thin sword suddenly shot towards the place where Ye Chen and Huo Qilin were, carrying with it the sword energy in the entire attic!
Seeing this, Huo Qilin rarely showed a trace of solemnity. He pointed his right hand as a sword and suddenly pointed forward. With this point, the entire hall seemed to become a sea of flames, and the fire of Suzaku emerged from Huo Qilin's fingertips.
, but what shocked Ye Chen was that when his fingertips touched the shadow of the thin sword, the shadow of the thin sword penetrated through his palm in such a strange way.
Huo Qilin suddenly turned around, and in his horrified gaze, the thin sword shadow silently penetrated the air shield he had arranged, and finally disappeared into Ye Chen's body.
"Five..." A soft sigh suddenly floated in the ancestral pavilion. Fire Qilin's figure was shaken, and his soul power surged out like a tide. He was very familiar with this voice. It belonged to that kid from the fourth generation.