Almost everyone looked at the door of Tianxiang Tower. Yang Chen finally took the first step, and the sword intention of Ba blocked the sword intention emanating from the sword. No one knew that when Yang Chen got close to the sword, he was actually swallowing the sword intention.
Improve your swordsmanship.
"Not bad..." The young man in white smiled approvingly.
"What a powerful boy. Even if he is not a disciple of the seven giants, he must have been taught by a certain venerable." Everyone guessed again.
Yang Chen took the second step. As the young man in white said, if you want to get close to his sword, you don't necessarily need to be strong. If the sword intention is strong, you will also have a chance to get close to the sword.
Yang Chen is using the sword intent emitted by the sword to temper his sword intent. The longer he persists, the stronger his sword intent will become. This kind of opportunity has never happened before, and he will not give up easily.
Even if he couldn't get ten steps closer to the sword, Yang Chen felt that the gain this time was not small.
Taking the third step, Yang Chen felt that the sword intent emitted by the sword was stronger, and his whole body felt like being stabbed by thousands of silver needles, causing severe pain. Under the huge pressure, Yang Chen took the fourth step... On the stone floor on the ground
Leaving footprints, one can imagine how much pressure Yang Chen felt?
"How many steps can he walk?" Many people are curious.
"It should be impossible to walk ten steps unless his sword intention is perfect." Someone else said.
Yang Chen couldn't hear the words of these people at this moment. In front of his eyes, there was only the sword inserted in front of the door.
The fifth step, the sixth step, Yang Chen took two steps in a row, dripping with cold sweat, and his face was pale, but he looked excited. His sword intention was rapidly improving, and it was about to transform into the Great Perfection sword intention.
After the seventh step, the eighth step, and the ninth step, Yang Chen finally stopped, his joints cracking, and his whole body seemed to be crushed.
"The ninth step should be his limit." Many people began to speculate.
"Not even close!" Yang Chen gritted his teeth, strengthened his legs, and the pressure suddenly decreased, and he took the tenth step!
"It's strange. The power on his legs suddenly became stronger. Could it be that he used a secret technique?" The young man in white was moved in his heart.
The moment he took the tenth step, Yang Chen's sword intention suddenly became stronger and transformed into the Great Perfection sword intention, and the powerful aura swept across all directions.
"Not bad..." The young man in white smiled and waved his hand, and all the pressure on Yang Chen disappeared.
Yang Chen took a deep breath, walked into the restaurant, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior!"
"No need to thank me, sit down and drink." The young man in white smiled faintly. Although he looked indifferent, when he smiled, he felt like he was bathing in the spring breeze.
"Thank you, senior!" Yang Chen smiled and sat down opposite the young man in white.
"Today is our three-year appointment. I didn't expect you to arrive at the Great Emperor City three days ago..." Yang Chen had just taken his seat when a burst of laughter suddenly came.
Yang Chen's face changed slightly, he turned to look outside the gate, and saw two men in white walking over. Seeing the man in front of him, Yang Chen's pupils suddenly shrank. He had seen this man not long ago, and it was Hidden Sword Pavilion.
Pavilion Master Ximen Juetian!
The person behind Ximen Juetian has a strong aura. He looks to be in his thirties, carries a black iron sword on his back, has a broad face and forehead, and has a powerful appearance.
"This person's aura is similar to that of the Poison Sword Emperor. He should be the Nine Transformations Overlord." Yang Chen looked at the person behind Ximen Juetian and felt something in his heart.
"It's better to come three days early than three days late." The young man in white laughed, and the sword stuck at the door flew back and was inserted into the scabbard on his waist.
"One percent of your sword power can block the Overlord. It seems that the rumors are false. Instead of deteriorating, your swordsmanship has become even more refined." Ximen Juetian looked at the big words on the door and smiled lightly.
"One percent of the sword intent..." Yang Chen was shocked. The emotion that blocked his sword intent just now was only 10 percent.
"Let the world do whatever they like. What does it have to do with me?" The young man in white turned to look at the woman in white and showed a gentle smile.
"After the battle with Lord Shenhuo, you stopped practicing swordsmanship. Others said that you were addicted to wine and sex and neglected your swordsmanship. But I know that for people like you, it would be more terrifying if you don't practice swordsmanship." Ximen
Juetian walked into Tianxiang Tower with a smile.
The Overlord, who was carrying a black iron sword, also followed him into Tianxiang Tower.
Hearing Ximen Juetian's words, the delicate body of the woman sitting next to the young man in white trembled slightly, and her beautiful hand held the young man in white's hand tightly.
"Master Shenhuo!" Yang Chen's face changed slightly when he heard this. He had already vaguely guessed who the man in white was.
"I heard that you are the sword king of this generation?" The young man in white smiled tenderly at the woman beside him, then looked up at the man carrying the black iron sword and spoke calmly.
"Sword King!" Yang Chen swallowed, it seems that the guy with the iron sword on his back is indeed a fierce man.
To be able to become the Sword King, in addition to being an Overlord himself, one must also have the strength to overpower all Overlords. Of course, these Overlords refer to Overlords who use swords.
It is too difficult for a swordsman to become the Sword King, because there are too many people who use swords, and there are endless masters. Similarly, it is even more difficult for a swordsman to become a Sword Master. As for becoming a Sword Master, a super person like the Sword Emperor
For the strong, it is even more difficult.
"I'm Tie Wuya, it's the Sword Emperor!" Tie Wuya said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone. If he didn't have this kind of momentum, he wouldn't be worthy of becoming the Sword Emperor.
"Okay, but I want to see if you really deserve this title?" The young man in white smiled faintly.
"Tie is lucky to have Master Jian's guidance." Tie Wuya said calmly.
"This man in white is indeed Master Sword!" Yang Chen's eyes flashed.
"You draw your sword..." Mr. Jian said calmly.
Seeing that Young Master Jian had no intention of getting up, Tie Wuya's expression changed slightly and he stared at Young Master Jian, but he hesitated to take action.
Outside the restaurant, everyone's eyes were focused on Tianxiang Tower, and they couldn't bear to look away. They were also looking forward to this battle.
Finally! Tie Wuya's figure flashed like a sword light, and the moment he reappeared, he actually appeared next to the table.
He used Zangjian Pavilion's movement technique "Sword Movement Hundred Changes". After practicing it to a great extent, it can turn into sword light and cut through the void, as if teleporting.
Yang Chen didn't even see how Tie Wuya appeared beside him. When he reacted, Tie Wuya had already drawn his sword.
I saw Tie Wuya holding an iron sword in his hand and stabbing Mr. Sword who was sitting on the chair. The sword intent of fire and the sword intent of thunder filled the air. The entire Tianxiang Restaurant was filled with these two shocking sword intents.
The restaurant seemed like it would collapse at any moment.
Buzz buzz! The table was shaking, the ground was shaking, Yang Chen was almost suffocating, the sword had just been thrust out, and it had earth-shattering momentum.
Mr. Jian was still sitting on the same spot, not moving. The sharp sword energy had already blown the black hair of him and the stunning woman, and the atmosphere was suffocating.
Seeing that the iron sword was about to stab Mr. Jian in the throat, Mr. Jian finally made a move. He picked up the wine glass and went forward.
Ximen Juetian's face changed slightly, his eyes flickering, always looking at Young Master Jian.
Buzz! The iron sword was actually blocked by the wine glass. The sharp blade was unable to cut off the wine glass. The iron sword was shaken open and slashed down diagonally.
Brush! With a slash of the sword, a hole more than ten feet long was suddenly cut on the wall not far from Mr. Jian. Through this hole, you can see the woods outside the wall. One of the woods has been cut through the wall.
The passing sword energy was cut off and they all collapsed.
At the same time, Mr. Jian gently twisted the wine glass with his fingers, and the wine drops spilled out, turning into more than a dozen sword energy to kill Tie Wuya.
Tie Wuya's eyes were sharp, and after using the "Sword Movement Hundred Changes", he retreated sharply, twisted his wrist slightly, and buzz! The iron sword stabbed out like lightning.
I saw sword energy pouring out like an overwhelming force, blocking Young Master Jian's attack, and the sound of sword energy clashing could be heard endlessly.
The sword energy spread out and flew in all directions, and some sword energy flew towards Yang Chen.
Mr. Jian waved his hand, and all the sword energy flying toward Yang Chen disappeared. Yang Chen couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Fortunately, he had a strong tolerance in his heart, otherwise he would have been frightened to death.
"Yes, you are indeed qualified to become the Sword Emperor." Mr. Jian gently placed the wine glass on the table and smiled lightly.
"That's not necessarily the case!" A voice suddenly came from outside the restaurant.
Everyone turned around and saw a man in white walking towards them.
"Brother Bai!" Yang Chen's face changed slightly, the person coming was actually the Poison Sword Emperor in white clothes.
"Blood in white clothes!" Tie Wuya's eyes flashed and he suddenly laughed: "Two years ago you were not worthy to fight with me, but now you are qualified."
"Oh? Interesting." Mr. Jian looked at Ximen Juetian and said with a smile, "It's better to postpone our decisive battle."
"Okay, it won't be too late for us to take action after the two of them decide the winner." Ximen Juetian smiled and walked not far away and sat down.
"This is one of the eight fine wines in the wine city." Mr. Jian waved his hand, and the wine bottle flew to Ximen Juetian's table.
The Liquor City is also a first-class city. It is famous for its wine. Some wines can even improve your level after drinking, which is amazing.
At this time, Baiyi Xue had already reached the door of Tianxiang Tower. He smiled at Yang Chen and nodded, then looked at Tie Wuya.
"I didn't expect that this time when I come to the Great Emperor City, I will have the opportunity to go to the Imperial Battle Stage again. You are a good opponent, don't disappoint me." Tie Wuya smiled, and with a sway, he was already standing on the Imperial Battle Stage in the distance.
Next to him, the speed is incredibly fast.
Almost at the same time, Baiyi Xue also appeared next to the Imperial Battle Platform.
"A battle between sword kings?" Yang Chen looked at the two men in white clothes and blood and muttered to himself.
"Yi Guxing is here!" Just when Tie Wuya and Bai Yixue were about to fight, someone suddenly spoke.
This name seemed to have some kind of magic power. Tie Wuya and Bai Yixue both looked over upon hearing the words, and even Mr. Jian and Ximen Juetian also looked over. Yang Chen's eyes flashed and he looked over, and suddenly saw a
A young man dressed in black came from outside the Great Emperor City.
The young man in black has a slender figure and a straight back, as if nothing can overpower him. His eyebrows are very thick, his eyes are big, and his lips are very thin. His face is like a face carved out of marble, giving people a feeling of indifference, stubbornness, and determination.
Especially his eyes were like blades, always exuding a chill.
"Left-handed swordsman!" Yang Chen saw a black-sheathed long sword stuck in his right belt, with the handle pointing to the left, indicating that he was a left-handed swordsman.
"What a powerful aura. Although he is only the Nine-Transformation Overlord, the aura on his body is terrifyingly strong." Lin Ao said in a voice transmission.
"What a terrifying momentum, worthy of being number one on the list of kings!" Some people couldn't help but praise.