"Saint Lord Jialan can only leave a trace?" Yang Chen's face changed slightly. If he said this, the person who cut off the Emperor's Monument must be undoubtedly the Emperor. Only when he is in the Emperor's Realm can he cut off the Emperor's Monument. The Emperor's Monument can he cut off the Emperor's Monument.
It is simply impossible to do it.
Walking to the Great Emperor's Monument with the word "Zong", I saw countless traces on the Great Emperor's Monument, either sword marks or knife marks... A few very small characters were left above each trace. If you don't look closely,
It would definitely not be clear.
"Xiao Kuang, Jiubian Bazong, eighteen years old, with three thin marks deep..." Yang Chen murmured to himself as he looked at the small words on the traces.
"As long as you can leave traces on the Emperor's Monument, your realm, age, and depth will be displayed." Lin Ao said in a voice transmission.
"In other words, the deeper the trace, the stronger the talent." Yang Chen's sword light flashed in his hand, and the Yanhuang sword was in his hand.
"Haha..." The people in the nearby restaurant saw the Yanhuang sword in Yang Chen's hand and laughed.
The Yanhuang Sword is rusty and almost like scrap iron, and it is not surprising that everyone will laugh at it.
"Good sword..." In the Tianxiang Tower east of the Di Zhantai, a man in white sitting upright drinking and drinking, murmured to himself. The man in white looked about thirty years old, with narrow cheeks and long sword eyebrows flying, arrogant and indifferent.
Next to the man in white, there was a woman in white. The woman in white was pure and beautiful, elegant and weak, elegant and refined, but her face was too pale and a bit sick. While looking around, the woman in white exuded a cool temperament between her eyebrows.
It's hard to look at it.
There was no one in Tianxiang Building except for the man in white and the woman in white.
The reason why there is no one in the restaurant is because there is a sword inserted at the door, and the sword energy is everywhere, and most people dare not approach it. At the entrance of the restaurant, the stone slab on the ground clearly read: People who are close to my sword ten steps can enter the restaurant!
These large characters are magnificent and breathtaking, and feel breathtaking.
Yang Chen didn't know that the young master in white praised his Yanhuang Sword. At this moment, he had already walked to the Emperor's Monument and prepared to attack.
"I wonder if this kid can leave traces on the Emperor's Monument?" someone in the restaurant said with a smile.
"Even with his broken copper iron, he wanted to leave traces on the Emperor's Monument, it was overestimating his ability!" Someone sneered.
"That's right, he is not qualified to leave traces on the Emperor's Monument." Many people laughed disdainfully.
At this time, Yang Chen had raised the Yanhuang Sword, and the sword light flashed, and the Yanhuang Sword slashed down. The sword energy was radiant, containing the sword intent of domineering, the mystery of wood, the mystery of water, the mystery of fire, and the mystery of gold.
"Four mysterious... What a strange sword intent." The face of the young man in white in Tianxiang Tower changed slightly.
"Jianyi, it seems that the child has a good talent, otherwise you wouldn't be surprised." The woman in white sitting next to him smiled.
"Qiu Shui, although his talent is good, it is not as surprising as me. What surprised me is the sword intent he has realized." The young man in white smiled gently. In his eyes, there seemed to be only the woman called "Qiu Shui" in front of him.
Clang! The moment the young master in white opened his mouth, the Yanhuang sword slashed on the Emperor's Monument, and the sound of collision echoed from all directions.
The sword light converged, and everyone stared at each other, their pupils shrank, and a sword mark the size of a palm suddenly appeared.
Yang Chen, seventeen years old, Nine-changed Ba Zong, with a trace of twenty feet deep!
"After fusing the golden elixir, I couldn't even see my true cultivation level in the Great Emperor Monument." Yang Chen looked at the words on the stone monument and smiled.
"Twenty-thousandths of marks?" The person who saw this result couldn't help but gasp. Is this guy still a human?
"I remember a few years ago there was a boy whose trace was thirty-three tiny, and he was the most talented among the people I have ever seen." The young man in white murmured to himself.
"What's going on? What else does he want to do?" Suddenly someone became surprised.
"He wants to do it again!" Many people's faces changed slightly, and they stared at Yang Chen tightly.
"It can leave twenty marks deep, even the best among the true disciples of the great power are nothing more than that. He cannot surpass twenty marks."
"I don't think this kid may be really a disciple of those big forces."
"If he becomes the Nine-Change Overlord in the future, he will definitely be comparable to the true disciple."
"Look, he's going to do it!"
Everyone looked at each other, and saw Yang Chen waving his sword. This time he used the sword technique of reincarnation. The sword energy turned into nine water lotus, nine fire lotus, nine wood lotus, and nine golden lotus, forming four circles.
, rotated and hit the Emperor's Monument.
"This is..." The young man in white suddenly changed his expression when he saw Yang Chen's sword technique.
Touch! The first circle of lotus hit the stone tablet, followed by the second circle, the third circle, and the fourth circle, the sword light was dazzling.
As the sword light dissipated, everyone swallowed their saliva and looked at the Emperor's Monument. A three-foot-long trace appeared on the monument.
The traces and information left by Yang Chen disappeared, and another set of information appeared again: Yang Chen, seventeen years old, Nine-turned-Bao Zong, with a trace of twenty-nine millimeters deep.
"Twenty-nine black..." Everyone's pupils shrank.
"It's only twenty-nine?" Yang Chen frowned, a little unwilling to accept it.
"It's only...it's only twenty-nine?" The muscles on many people's faces began to twitch.
Yang Chen looked up at the top of his name, which read: Yi Guxing, sixteen years old, nine transformations of the Bazong, with a trace of thirty-three thin thin.
The most attractive thing on the entire Emperor's Monument is undoubtedly the name of this person. Thirty-three squids are the deepest trace on the Emperor's Monument. This means that Yi Guxing is the most talented among the people who leave traces, and no one can do it at all.
Contend with him.
"Yi Guxing, I don't know what level this person is now?" Yang Chen couldn't help but want to meet this person.
"Tsk tsk, the trace is thirty-three millimeters deep. This kind of talent is really against the will of heaven. Unless you become the Nine Changes and then understand a mystery, it is impossible to surpass him." Lin Ao's praise came into Yang Chen's ears
.
"Who is this guy? He can actually leave twenty-nine marks on the Great Emperor's Monument!" Many people guessed in their hearts.
If you can carve ten-thick marks on the Emperor's Monument, you already have the ability to challenge the overlord. Twenty-nine-thick definitely has the ability to compete with the Nine-changing Overlord. Now no one dares to underestimate Yang Chen, and many want to challenge Yang Chen
The person secretly thanked that he did not ask for a challenge.
Yang Chen put away the Yanhuang sword and walked towards Tianxiang Tower in the east. The reason he wanted to go to Tianxiang Tower was because he saw that there was no one in Tianxiang Tower.
"This kid is over!" Many people shook their heads and felt regretful. Within three days, the people who went to Tianxiang Tower were shocked to death by the sword energy, and no one was spared.
Yang Chen walked to the door of Tianxiang Tower and suddenly felt a sharp sword energy coming towards him, as if he was in the midst of thousands of sharp swords. Then, he saw the lines of words at the door, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch.
I thought to myself, no wonder there is no one in this restaurant.
"Be careful, even I can't see through this person's strength, which means he is definitely not the overlord." Lin Ao sent a voice to remind him.
"Donal Lord?" Yang Chen's face changed slightly, he looked up at the long sword inserted at the door, and then looked at the young master in white and the woman in white.
"Do you want to drink with me, little brother?" The young man in white smiled.
"I think, but I'm afraid I can't get close to your sword ten steps, so I'm afraid I can't drink this wine anymore." Yang Chen shook his head and smiled.
He has self-knowledge. If he does not transform, he will definitely not be able to get close to the sword ten steps, and even after transformation, he may not be able to do it. He is a weapon refiner, how could he not see that the sword inserted at the door is an imperial overlord?
When you get close to the sword ten steps, you must at least have the power comparable to the Overlord.
"You haven't tried it yet? How do you know you can't do it?" The young man in white smiled faintly, raised his glass and took a sip of wine.
Yang Chen licked his tongue with a smile, and walked towards the sword. A terrifying sword intent pounced on him like a tsunami. He was shocked by the sword intent. Yang Chen groaned and staggered backwards.
People in other restaurants in the distance shook their heads. Even though Yang Chen had the power comparable to the overlord, many overlords had tested before and could not get through. How could Yang Chen be an exception?
"I can see that your soul power is stronger than that of ordinary people, which means that your sword intent is stronger than that of ordinary swordsmen. Release your sword intent, since you are already a swordsman, you must have the momentum of a swordsman, even if you face it.
No matter how powerful the enemy is, it cannot retreat." The young man in white spoke lightly.
When Yang Chen heard this, his eyes lit up, his aura surged, and he released the sword intent of the Domineering. His sword intent was almost perfect. After it was emitted, there was a momentum sweeping across the world.
There are many ways to achieve great perfection of sword intent. Those who practice thunder sword intent rely on practicing sword in thunder to improve sword intent, and the same is true for those who practice other sword intents... As for Yang Chen, he completely relies on devouring other sword intents to improve.
His own sword intent is extremely domineering.
In the Abyss of Eight Thousand Miles of Flame, he devoured the destructive sword intent of Master Jian and the four sword intents of Ximen Juetian. Since then, his sword intent has continued to become stronger. However, his sword intent has not been great perfect, once the sword intent is great perfect,
, there is a chance to form a sword force.
The "Sword God Catalogue" has five pictures, including sword intent, sword force, sword domain, sword world, and sword path.
If Yang Chen's sword intent reaches great perfection, he only needs one opportunity to have the opportunity to cultivate his own sword momentum. The sword momentum is also a sword intent, but it is just a different saying, which is equivalent to the evolution of sword intent.
"What a strange sword intent, it seems like there is nothing, but it is extremely powerful." The young man in white put down his wine glass and murmured to himself.
At this time, Yang Chen stepped towards the sword again, and the sword scattered again exuded a terrifying sword intent. The two sword intents collided, and the entire restaurant was trembling.
"Jianyi, can he really come here?" the woman in white blinked.
"It depends on his will. Sometimes, will is more important than his own strength." The young man in white smiled gently.
"What a terrible sword intent. How did this guy practice? He is just a domineering sect. Is the sword intent almost perfect?" Many people took a deep breath in the distance.