The roaring sound continued, and the dull sound never dissipated, accompanied by the dense sword energy.
Ye Han also knew very well about this sword rain. It was formed by the sword energy scattered from the previous powerful bodies. Although it was extremely powerful, it also had a lot of tempering effect on itself and tempered the body.
However, this sword rain is also moody. Some sword rains are continuous, and some sword rains are very short. However, this time they encountered such a long sword rain by chance.
Even though Ye Han had the intention to use this sword rain to temper his body, looking at the dense sword energy still made his scalp numb.
At that moment, the Yuanying of Zifu in Ye Han's body immediately activated the 'gilt dragon armor'. The sound of dragon roars continued, and golden light and shadow emitted around Ye Han's body.
The soft halo resisted the sword energy falling in the void, and the sharp aura directly caused the soft halo to ripple continuously.
At this moment, most monks have too much time to take care of themselves and have no time to make trouble for others. However, the more this situation is like this, the more some people steal the limelight.
Most of the monks could only try their best to resist the rain of swords, while some could not hold on and could only move the wooden sign with regret and leave.
In such a short period of time, thousands of sword cultivators could not bear the rain of swords and had no choice but to leave this place.
In the Xuanguang Realm, the picture wandered back and forth among some outstanding figures from time to time, among which Ye Han's figure also flashed past.
I saw that even if Ye Han released the 'gilt dragon armor', he could not bear the pressure brought by the sword rain, and he immediately took out the 'gold wine' in his hand.
Ye Han held the sword in one hand and held the 'nectar' tightly in the other hand. The crystal clear jade gourd directly bloomed with fluorescence. With a slight sizzling sound in the void, a power grid suddenly appeared with dazzling electric light.
Immediately, with Ye Han's body as the center, a vacuum zone appeared a few meters around. The sword rain around him was suddenly unable to get close to him. Wherever the sword rain touched, everything was shattered by the thunder.
Only when the water recedes can you tell who is swimming naked. Although there are many monks participating in the Sword Discussion Conference, their abilities are all very different.
This time the sword rain fell, and many weak monks were immediately teleported out.
These monks in the ancient battlefield naturally did not know their own performance, but many monks from the outside world could see it clearly.
Almost now, the monks who are hopeful of competing for the sword platform have appeared in front of everyone. It is at this time that Ye Han begins to show his fangs. After all, only when he shows his fangs can his sharpness be revealed.
The monks participating in the Sword Discussion Conference this time have almost reached the Nascent Soul Realm, and they are all rivals for the sword platform. And among the monks who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm, there is no one with a firm mind.
After this sword rain, the number of sword cultivators in the ancient battlefield decreased, but those who remained were all strong ones. At this moment, Ye Han had noticed that at least three figures with auras were staring at him.
But Ye Han was too careless. Since he had decided to compete for the spot in the sword platform, he would not hesitate to expose the Golden Lotus Sword Formation in the end.
Ye Han also glanced at the three monks with powerful auras in the distance, and was extremely wary. After all, there were so many sword cultivators in Qingzhou, and there were even more crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
Among the three monks, one was tall and tall, wearing an ordinary gray robe, with a serious face and holding a pair of identical swords. Obviously, these two swords were his natal flying swords.
This is a very rare thing, but what is even more rare is that when faced with the rain of swords just now, this burly man did not rely on any defense, but directly relied on the two swords he had collected and kept swinging them.
, it was watertight and did not let the rain of swords fall.
Looking at this man, Ye Han felt a little numb in his heart. This man was considered a master of swordsmanship, and Ye Han felt inferior to him in this respect.
The other person, dressed in white as snow, is a tall and beautiful man with a face as beautiful as a woman. In addition, this young man has a cold face, so he is even more fragile and cold.
But the most amazing thing is the flying sword in this man's hand. The flying sword is slender and has a jade gossip on the hilt, which looks like an eye.
And around the flying sword, around the fire-like sword body, there are three valleys of flames, like three fire dragons, constantly gushing and flowing, wrapping around the flying sword itself.
The aura of this flying sword is arrogant, and it is definitely among the best among the spiritual weapons. If the burly man just now made Ye Han feel afraid, but this man in talented clothes made him amazed, and he believed that this guy
, he is definitely not an unknown person in Qingzhou, but he is not familiar with these famous rising stars in Qingzhou.
After all, this man in white has the simplest and most arrogant way to resist the rain of swords, because he only shoots three swords in front and back. With each sword shot, with his body as the center, all the sword energy around him is directly bombarded and shattered.
Clean and tidy.
This is the expression of one's own strength, and strength is supported by one's own realm and foundation. Facing such a person, Ye Han already feels ashamed. After all, although he started training halfway, with his current achievements, he is already very good.
, but compared with some evil geniuses who have been practicing since childhood, there is still a big gap.
As for the last figure, compared with the previous two, he is undoubtedly much more comical, but this comicality is only due to his body, not his strength. After all, this guy's aura is also extremely powerful.
Because the last figure was extremely short, only about 1.5 meters tall, and his appearance was very ugly. Not only that, the flying sword in this guy's hand was already as tall as his entire body. Not only that, it was also very wide.
It is almost a foot wide, and the entire body of the sword is gray, with some gray mist surrounding it from time to time.
The short man is already thin, and holding such a flying sword looks very out of proportion with his body, so he is naturally very funny.
However, this guy actually made Ye Han feel a little scared, because this guy seemed a little crazy, even facing the continuous rain of swords, he had almost no dodge.
He directly bathed himself in the rain of swords, tempered his body, and let the sword energy make his skin and flesh torn open, and then used his skills to repair his body.
After all, there is absolutely no doubt that the sword cultivator's physical body is powerful, and this guy is so crazy about himself, and even more so towards others, so Ye Han feels that this guy is a cruel person.
Just the three people I met randomly on the road were all so powerful, not to mention how fierce the competition for the ten sword platforms would be after reaching the center.
Among the four, his performance here is definitely the most dazzling, and strictly speaking, Ye Han relied more on the external power of magic weapons.
When the roaring sound in the void dissipated, the continuous rain of swords also stopped, and the sense of oppression and threat also dissipated.
However, Ye Han did not relax, because these people looked at each other, obviously considering each other as their opponents.
The handsome man in white clothes had a slightly cold look on his face, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The burly man had his hands folded across his chest, and the two flying swords were crossed behind him. There was a playful smile on his face, and his eyes were constantly looking at the handsome man in white as snow and Ye Han.
Wandering around.
Ye Han felt something bad in his heart, as trouble seemed to be coming to his door. After all, Ye Han knew the tempers of these sword cultivators in Qingzhou very well. Sometimes they would fight just because of a displeased look, let alone when there was a dispute involving their own interests.
He doesn't cause trouble, but that doesn't mean he's afraid of it. Holding the flying sword in his hand, he placed the flying sword in front of himself and was ready at any time, because that short and ugly swordsman was a madman, and maybe anything could happen.
It's possible to make it.
Sure enough, I saw the short and ugly swordsman with a malicious smile on his face. He kept looking at the most powerful figures here, and then he deliberately shook his head and spoke.
First, his eyes rested on the burly man, and then he said jokingly, "This guy is as ugly as me and not much better than me, so I'm not interested."
After the words fell, the short and ugly man focused his eyes on the handsome man in white as snow again, and then secretly muttered, "This guy is really good-looking, I want to scratch his face, but I can't beat him."
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The voice fell again, and the short and ugly man focused his eyes on Ye Han, then pretended to be innocent, shrugged, and said helplessly, "So it's just you. After all, I swear that if I meet someone who is powerful and better-looking than me,
Sword cultivator, even if I don't kill them, I will still repair them."
After saying that, the short and ugly swordsman was already secretly running his sword skills, as if he was afraid that Ye Han would scare him away by using the wooden sign. After all, if that happened, he would launch an offensive without hesitation.