Chapter eight hundred and seventh second generation
Chapter 807 The Second Generation
Jueliu and the others retreated, while Juelin sat directly on the ground with his eyes closed, quietly comprehending the second generation sword intent.
In the stone pavilion, Ye Chen's mind moved slightly, and it was obvious that Jue Lin's actions were seen by him.
"Only by seizing the opportunity can we not be eliminated by the times!" Ye Chen murmured softly, his eyes also tightly closed.
His mind was completely immersed in the second generation's sword intent, and Ye Chen's whole aura gradually turned into nothingness.
The beating of his heart also stopped, and there was no trace of life in the stone pavilion. The sword intention was an extension of the artistic conception. Ye Chen was completely immersed in the artistic conception of the second generation.
The meaning of the sword is like the sea, but Ye Chen's consciousness is like a grain of sand falling into the vast ocean.
As Ye Chen's consciousness sank into the sea of sword intent, a series of bizarre images flooded Ye Chen's consciousness like a tide.
On the vast ice field, white snow is flying on the ice field. There is a thin figure in this ice field, a young man. Around the young man, there are corpses, scarlet corpses.
The young man looked at the corpses around him with indifferent eyes, wiped the blood-stained sword, and murmured softly: "It's terrible when people are angry!"
The young man's words still fell in the wind and snow, and the roar resounded in the sky. Countless sword lights shot out from the sky, and sword lights shot towards the young man.
The young man raised his head, the indifference in his eyes not diminishing at all: "It's terrible when people get angry!"
In an instant, the young man raised his sword and waved it out lightly. Its extremely bright sword light eclipsed the sky and the earth in vain, and hundreds of sword lights stopped strangely.
"A sword can conquer the world, and all swords in the world can conquer it!" The young man said calmly, as his words fell to the ground. Dozens more corpses appeared on the ground.
In the vast white snow, the boy's figure disappeared into the wind and snow, and the wind and snow also covered the corpses on the ground.
Ye Chen's consciousness drifted with the young man. Ye Chen didn't know how long it had been. He only knew that he had witnessed killings one after another, and only one killing with a sword.
No matter how many people there were, after that brilliant sword light, there were only cold corpses on the ground.
The young man gradually grew up, and the young man's sword became more and more beautiful after countless killings. Killing became an art in the young man's hands.
Time passed through the fingertips like running water. The boy eventually became a young man and middle-aged. Countless killings made his strength even more terrifying.
Under the witness of Ye Chen's consciousness, several so-called Lingwu realm warriors were defeated by him with just one sword.
However, his killings are still going on. This sword alone has dominated the Martial God Continent for decades, and his sword has overturned people all over the world.
At that time, everyone in the entire Martial God Continent knew about the existence of that sword, and also knew about his existence, and he also became the Moon God, the second generation Moon God.
However, when his sword captivated the whole world, his sword was also captivated by a woman.
It was a drizzly detail. He was fighting with foreign enemies in the void, while melodious piano sounds were floating in the air.
The breeze was like catkins, the willow silk was like rain, and it started to drizzle in the sky. Next to the ancient road, outside an old pavilion, a willow tree fluttered in the wind, and the thin raindrops were like crystal jade beads.
And in the long pavilion, a woman lowered her head and played the piano, and the sound of the piano came from here.
When the killing stopped, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the girl stood up holding the piano and disappeared into the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
But in the beginning, whenever he killed, the girl would always hold Qin and leave. When the killing stopped, the girl would always hold Qin and leave.
He never asked who the girl was, just as he never asked why the girl appeared.
Whenever that brilliant sword light appeared, a girl with a whole body of snow-white body, like an ice fairy, was always playing the piano quietly there. The girl's jade hands danced gently, and the sound of the piano drifted along with it.
Ye Chen was not only immersed in the brilliant sword light, but also immersed in the sound of the piano.
Time passed under the light of the sword and the sound of the piano. I don’t know when the sound of the piano got used to the existence of the sword light, and the sword light also got used to the existence of the sound of the piano.
And after every killing, he always stopped and looked at the figure that was getting away quietly, never disturbing this habit.
The years have stained his eyes with an indifferent color, but in those indifferent eyes, there is a rare ray of tenderness and love in his eyes.
In his years, he still looked at a woman so tenderly, just for the inexplicable and inexplicable feelings.
At that moment, he knew that his sword had been captivated by the girl's music. Until one day, he came to the pavilion and took the girl's hand. The two looked at each other and smiled brighter than the sun.
This moment became eternal, without any embarrassment, the two kept holding hands like this.
From then on, the light of the sword and the sound of the piano were always accompanied, but one day, he met some of the strongest people in the alien nebula.
That battle was thrilling. Although he finally forced the attacker back, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the woman finally left him. The ruthless sword energy shattered the woman.
From that day on, he never smiled again. His sword became colder and more domineering, losing its previous gentleness and overwhelming the world with his domineering power.
Time finally stopped at an isolated peak in the Jian Shen Mountains. He stood with a sword in his hand and a guqin on his back. The moon was setting in the west, and the afterglow of his fall drowned his figure.
Ye Chen's consciousness woke up at this moment, and the images in the depths of his consciousness receded like a tide, and his second-generation sword intent shrouded his heart.
Feeling the sword intent, Ye Chen murmured softly: "Now, I may understand why there is a trace of inexplicable sadness hidden under your domineering sword intent!"
"When your sword dumped the entire continent, all that was left in your heart was loneliness. The woman who could understand your loneliness was no longer there, and your heart was no longer disturbed!" Ye Chen murmured softly.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the Moon God Pendant suspended in mid-air, sighed slightly, and then closed his eyes again, quietly comprehending.
For three consecutive days, Ye Chen was still immersed in the second generation's sword intent. Just three days was enough to equal Ye Chen's months of effort.
It wasn't until dusk on the third day that Ye Chen opened his eyes and murmured softly: "Nearly 80% of the sword power!"
"Then the next focus is Sword Over the World. This sword skill was originally the famous sword skill of the second generation. If I study it thoroughly, it will undoubtedly deepen my understanding of the sword intention of the second generation!" Ye Chen murmured softly.
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Closing his eyes tightly again, Ye Chen recalled what Huo Qilin had told about the sword pouring over the world, and when Ye Chen's sword intention entered the artistic conception of the second generation, he had already felt the power of the sword pouring over the world.
A trace of mystery filled his heart. At this moment, an air sword appeared in Ye Chen's right hand. He lifted it up and a beautiful sword light shot out.
The bright sword light is like a falling star, this sword can conquer the city! One sword can conquer the city, the sword skill that Ye Chen originally created. At this moment, Ye Chen just discovered that his sword skill has something in common with the second generation's Sword Qingtianxia.
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"Compared to Sword Conquering the World, One Sword Conquering the City is obviously much worse. Not only is the difference in power, it is also a difference in realm!" Ye Chen murmured softly.
"However, with Sword Conquering the World as a template, One Sword Conquering the City is much improved!" In the depths of Ye Chen's mind, countless figures appeared in vain. These figures all stood with swords in their hands, and flickers of brilliant sword light shot out.
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One sword can conquer the city! One sword can conquer the world! Two different sword intentions are displayed in the hands of these figures, changing erratically.
Countless rays of bright sword light gradually overlapped together, and a little sweat appeared on Ye Chen's brow. It was as if Ye Chen was trying to fuse the two sword skills together and discard their respective shortcomings.
The sword skill "Sword to Allure the World" was created by the Second Generation, so it is naturally extremely mysterious. How can it be so easy to integrate this sword skill into "One Sword to Allure the City"?
"Integrate into the sword that dominates the world?" In the Qilin Ring, Huo Qilin looked startled, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "This sword skill was evolved by the second generation after countless actual battles. If ordinary people practice it, it will take a lot of time.
, let alone integrating this sword skill into your own sword skill!"
It seems that Ye Chen is also aware of this problem, but Ye Chen still does not give up. Over the past few years, Ye Chen has seen thousands of martial arts skills, so he naturally has unique skills.
Deep in his mind, more and more shadows appeared, and the bright sword light had flooded Ye Chen's consciousness. Although it was already the depth of winter, Ye Chen's whole body was soaked with sweat...