The blood that had been quiet for a long time suddenly broke through the sky, and said: "This old beggar is also the king of the sect, and the young man next to him is in the same realm as you. ”

"I'm ...... the"

Yan Hongchen really wants to scold her mother, what is it called every day, any beggar is the king of the sect, is this king of the Eastern Regions running all over the street?

However, Yan Hongchen immediately became serious, since this person is a strong cultivator of the sect king, he doesn't know if he is a friend or foe when he comes here in this sloppy dress.

The old beggar kept grinning lightly throughout, and the yellow tooth was missing a front tooth at the most crucial point, which really made people want to laugh.

Looking at this old man, Yan Hongchen suddenly thought of the grandfather Yan Chengfeng who pretended to be crazy and stupid, and a sour feeling suddenly came to his heart.

"What the hell are you saying I'm looking for death, little beggar, this Qingying Sect is not a place for you to spread wild, hurry up and get out of here. ”

I saw that at this time, several disciples who stopped the two of them were about to fight with each other, just that little beggar, they all had the perfect cultivation of the ten veins of the Sacred Heart, and the disciples of the outer sect, the first disciple who stopped them was just the second vein of the Sacred Heart Realm, how could they be opponents?

Yan Hongchen quickly stepped forward and shouted, "Stop!"

Seeing the arrival, the disciples of the Qingying Sect and the outer sect nodded and greeted Yan Hongchen one after another.

The battle between the Blue Shadow Sect and the Blood Demon Sect, they could see it clearly in the rear, this Senior Brother Yan's strength was comparable to that of a Saint Monarch powerhouse, and his record in that battle could be said to be the most outstanding of all the disciples under the Saint Monarch.

Yan Hongchen's battle, relying on his powerful body and special concealment method, can be regarded as out of the limelight, not only madly slaughtering enemies in the same realm, but also killing a saint monarch in the end.

This kind of record, even the first person on the Inner Sect List, may not be able to do it easily, right?

Yan Hongchen blamed and said: "Outside the Ancestral Sword Pavilion, a solemn place, what kind of system is it to be so noisy, everyone who comes here is a guest, no matter how high or low your identity is, you all disperse!"

Yan Hongchen's words were so leaky that even the old beggar opened his cloudy eyes and couldn't help but look at him deeply.

At this profound glance, Yan Hongchen actually has a feeling that he wants to be seen thoroughly, not an illusion, but a very real feeling.

As soon as Yan Hongchen said this, all the disciples immediately dispersed......

Yan Hongchen made a gesture of invitation and said, "The person who comes is a guest, the old gentleman, please come with me!"

The old beggar pretended to be proud and winked at the first disciple who stopped him, causing the disciple to secretly stomp his feet and grit his teeth.

The old beggar smiled and said, "Then I will have to bother the little brother to lead the way." ”

Yan Hongchen was polite and said, "Where, where, I just happened to be on the way." ”

With this beggar, old and young, Yan Hongchen became the focus of the walk, and from time to time there were some sounds of covering his nose and pointing around.

The smell of these two people is really spicy, and the people around them all shy away.

And he himself urged his spiritual power to close his sense of smell, so he was a little more comfortable.

Yan Hongchen walked away, and didn't forget to chat with the old beggar for a word or two, wanting to find out the bottom of the other party.

Yan Hongchen asked again, "Old man, which sect are you from?"

The old beggar smiled and said, "Old man, it's just a loose cultivation in the Eastern Regions, and there is no door or faction." ”

Yan Hongchen sighed, and immediately thought about it and didn't continue to ask, after all, the other party didn't want to say more, and if it was an enemy of the Qingying Sect, so the strength of the sect king would just do it directly, why pretend to be crazy and stupid to come here?

Pointing to the open place in the center of the outer sect in front of him, Yan Hongchen clenched his fists and said, "Old man, this is the place where the sect has this banquet, you can walk around this outer sect, please forgive the juniors for not accompanying them." ”

The old beggar looked around, didn't care, and said, "It's okay! Thank you, little brother, for leading the way." ”

"It's a gesture. ”

After Yan Hongchen finished speaking, he left the two of them directly, and walked towards the peak of the Sword Washing Pavilion, the blood shadow stepped out, and the blood-colored figure moved, and the originally endless staircase passed by in an instant and stepped onto the top.

The old beggar smiled inexplicably at the young man beside him, and said, "What an interesting boy." ”

Coming to the first floor of the Sword Tower, after Yan Hongchen walked in, he saw that Tie Wuxin was playing against Dongfeng, and Tie Li was accompanying him to pour tea and water.

After stepping forward and saluting, Yan Hongchen immediately told the story of meeting the old beggar just now as an interesting story.

Dongfeng broke his eyes on the chessboard, paused meaningfully, and said: "How many sages and saints are there in ancient and modern times, who arrogantly says that the sky will not give birth to him, and the eternal road is a long night." ”

When Tie Wuxin heard this, his expression was a little surprised, but then he fell and said proudly: "Master, it seems that you lost!"

Dongfeng Po laughed and said, "You kid, you don't know how to make me a teacher." ”

Tie Li immediately followed and said with a smile: "Master, this son has no regrets, and there is no father and son in the life and death of the chessboard." ”

Looking at this scene, Yan Hongchen wondered, this old guy is the king of the sect, if he is really an enemy of the sect, then he is not luring the wolf into the house?

But then I thought that the perception of the Dongfeng Broken Hall Sect King covered the entire sect, and he must have already known that someone was coming, so he didn't have to act as this eunuch to worry.

Then Yan Hongchen walked out of the sword tower, found a messy stone plate in the sword ruins and sat up, closed his eyes and rested.

Now, the kendo cultivation has been stuck in the middle of the ground level, and if you want to go further, the progress of absorbing these remaining wills of the kendo here is obviously a little slow.

The only thing that can make the cultivation of the sword path improve rapidly again is probably to go to the sword tower.

Yan Hongchen sighed, took care of himself, and said, "It seems that it is time to find a time to break through the sword tower." ”

In the past month, Yan Hongchen often practiced the Battle King Halberd in his spare time when he practiced swords, which was a family inheritance that should be inherited.

And every sword of the Red Lotus Sword Technique is a qualitative leap, but now it has only cultivated to the third sword thunder style, and if you want to continue to attract further sword intent in your body, you can't say when.

Moreover, these days, I always feel that the Red Lotus Sword Technique I have cultivated only has its form and no rhyme, which can't help but make Yan Hongchen wonder if this set of sword techniques is wrong.

Moreover, coupled with the fact that the body is now at the peak of the ten veins of the Sacred Heart, there is nothing to do without the arrival of the Heart Tribulation, and I don't know when I will be able to break through to the Saint Monarch realm.

When he was distressed, Yan Hongchen emptied his mind and sank into the sea of qi to meditate......

In his consciousness, a cloud of blood mist condensed and broke through the sky.

"Red Lotus Sword Emperor, there are many names that have been crowned in my life, but the one that impresses me the most is one of them. ”

Yan Hongchen couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's your name?"

"That's it, the Thunder Punishment Sword Emperor. Jian Honglian was extremely arrogant all his life, but his sword path was like his person, it was unique, and there was a sentence that described him back then. ”

Yan Hongchen asked, "That sentence?"

The blood broke through the sky and said: "The Sword Emperor is angry, and the earth is scorched." ”

"Could it be that ...... at that time"

Yan Hongchen suddenly thought of something, remembering that he had used the Thunder Sword for the first time in Yincheng, and that sword intent seemed to have evolved into a thunderbolt to shoot down and explode.

The lethality is so strong, together with himself, the caster, that his whole body seems to be electrocuted.

Thinking of this, Yan Hongchen immediately asked, "How should this be cultivated, with the help of thunder punishment? That is definitely unrealistic, such as my kind of cultivation, there is no doubt that he will die instantly from thunder punishment." ”

Blood Potian paused and said, "But I do have an idea, to find a Thunder Spirit Seed, devour the Thunder Spirit Seed and fuse it for my own use, maybe this Red Lotus Sword Technique can make a breakthrough, not necessarily." ”

Devouring the Thunder Spirit Seed, Yan Hongchen did not doubt the specialness of the Bloodthirsty Recipe at all, since he could absorb the power of the Fire Spirit Seed, he could also devour the Thunder Spirit Seed to digest, but how easy was this?

The Thunder Spirit Seed is the most domineering Spirit Seed in the world, and even more powerful than the Fire Spirit Seed, which is known as a disaster, its destructive power is much stronger, and it is possible that he has not yet reached the edge of the Thunder Spirit Seed, and he has been electrocuted into charcoal.

But after thinking about it, if you don't fight for wealth and danger, you will be a little ordinary person doing nothing in this life.

When his mind returned to reality, Yan Hongchen directly found the Weeping Blood Sword Soul again.

Dao Ming the doubts in his heart, weeping blood sword hatred iron is not steel, and said: "Stupid talent, have you only discovered the mystery of this ancient sword trick now, this set of sword tricks is an epiphany from countless thunder punishments, and it must be to raise the sword with thunder to achieve something." ”

Yan Hongchen couldn't help asking, and said, "That thunder and lightning are so domineering, how can I use it for myself, there is no relevant method in the sword technique?"

The Weeping Blood Sword Soul sat on the Sword Mountain, patted his fat buttocks and stood up, and said, "What's so difficult about this?" This is a set of thunder control tricks, you can write it down, the Sword Emperor was troublesome at the beginning, let me remember it casually." ”

"I ...... It's troublesome, it's really a pit heir," Yan Hongchen muttered speechlessly.

A cloud of red light sent by the Crying Blood Sword Soul Spirit directly blended into the center of Yan Hongchen's eyebrows, and the mysterious technique of the Imperial Thunder Jue suddenly appeared in his mind.

This level of mysteries is actually beyond the bloodthirsty formula of one's own cultivation, and it is indeed unique to say that the thunder control technique is indeed unique, and there is no need to give up one's own original exercises, and it is directly based on one's own exercises, so as to achieve a symbiosis that complements each other.

The method of controlling thunder and lightning is to open up the cultivator's body into a physique that can accommodate thunder power, which is very similar to a method of practicing physique, and cultivating into a thunder trick can not only drive thunder and lightning, but also enhance the physique so that you are no longer so afraid of thunder and lightning.

The Crying Blood Sword Soul raised his hand to condense a cloud of irritable thunder and lightning, and directly hit Yan Hongchen.

Whew......

A feeling of paralysis made the cultivation of the peak of the ten veins of the Sacred Heart of Deyan Hongchen pause for a while, and the damage of thunder and lightning to the living beings in the world can be described as the greatest natural attribute.

The Crying Blood Sword Soul raised his other hand again, and used both hands to condense a thunder light cluster, and attacked Yan Hongchen is fierce.

Although this is the space of the sword, the damage received is real.

"Ah...... Wait a minute...... Ahh

Suddenly, the entire sword space resounded with a scream like killing a pig......

Half an hour later, Yan Hongchen was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and there were still people around him, and his whole body was charred into charcoal.

The Weeping Blood Sword Soul stretched his waist at this moment and said, "Okay, let's continue to start!"

Yan Hongchen struck a spirit, knelt down and hugged the lower half of the weeping blood, crying and begging with a sad face, and said, "Uncle Weeping Blood, can you wait for a while, I haven't started to learn how to use the exercises, can you wait for me to familiarize myself with the exercises first?"

According to the way the weeping blood soul plays, before the thunder trick is completed, he will play him to death first.

Half an hour passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was ......

Crying Blood Sword Soul, the fat hand dug his nostrils, and said impatiently: "Stupid, are you ready?" Hurry up, the master is about to start again. ”