A misty drizzle spread across the river, enveloping Ye Chen's body.

The Thousand Soul Daoist stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the misty drizzle suddenly bloomed with dazzling light, and it turned into a series of thin rain swords, tilting towards this Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's heart tightened, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart, and then the blood qi in his whole body rose to the sky, and the sharp aura on Ye Chen's body could be felt from a long distance.

With a bang, Ye Chen punched out, and the whole world was shaken, and one after another white fists rose into the sky, and they actually smashed the rain sword all over the sky.

"With such a strong True Qi strength, he deserves to be a long-famous grandmaster. ”

Ye Chen looked at the traces of blood on his palm, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

With the power of his punch, in the face of the attack of the Thousand Soul Dao people, he couldn't even take an advantage, but he fell into a little disadvantage.

After all, the Thousand Soul Daoist is a strong man who has been a grandmaster for decades, and in terms of the strength of his true qi and the techniques he uses, it is far from being comparable to a person like him who has just entered the grandmaster.

Ye Chen also relied on the mysteries of the immortal Xuangong and the body of the demigod body to be able to compete with the Thousand Soul Dao people.

"Sure enough, I have some strength, so it's not in vain that I came here in person. ”

The Thousand Souls Daoist laughed, a fiery look flashing in his eyes.

He originally thought that at Ye Chen's age, even if he was a new grandmaster, how strong could he be.

If an ordinary grandmaster faced him, I am afraid that after a few moves, the other party would have already been killed by him.

But he didn't expect that he shot three times, but he was blocked by Ye Chen, and there was no obvious injury, but he suffered a secret loss.

"What else can I do, just use it. ”

Ye Chen smiled faintly, and an indifferent look flashed in his eyes.

"What a rampant young man. ”

The eyes of the Thousand Soul Dao people froze, the black true qi around them rolled, and with a wave of their big sleeves, the monstrous river rose into the sky, turning into a sharp sword.

This sharp sword is purely condensed by the river water, the whole body is crystal clear, and the fingertips of the water sword exude a sharp cold glow under the sunlight.

Ye Chen's face changed, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

These water swords are all condensed by the true qi of the Thousand Soul Dao people, and they are extremely condensed, and the water swords in front of Ye Chen are probably hundreds.

The Thousand Souls Daoist has come up with real skills now.

At this time, many of the onlookers felt the fierce sword aura, and their faces changed suddenly.

"This Thousand Soul Dao person's use of true qi has reached such a point. ”

The face of the Grandmaster of the Eight Extremes Gate changed, and he said in a deep voice.

"There is a lot of true qi required to control five hundred water-colored long swords, and there are also a lot of requirements for divine consciousness, Changxu Daoist, I don't know how many water swords you can control. ”

One of the Grandmasters looked at a middle-aged Daoist in a Dao robe.

Changxu Daoist is a very famous and strong man in the entire ancient martial arts world, born in a famous and decent family like Wudang, and is the youngest junior disciple of the head of Wudang, whether it is strength or status, he is second to none.

Among this group of grandmasters who came to watch the battle, the Changxu Dao people were all the powerhouses in the top few.

"The Thousand Souls Daoist has been famous for a long time, this technique of resisting water into a sword, even I am difficult to compare, even if I try my best, I am afraid I can't control five hundred water swords, and only my senior brother can compare with the Thousand Souls Daoist. ”

Changxu Daoist took a deep breath and said with emotion.

Everyone's expressions froze, the senior brother of the Changxu Daoist, that is the head of Wudang, the famous grandmaster in the ancient martial arts world, how can they compare.

"Ye Chen, this young man is the son of Emperor Yun, since he dares to come to fight, I am afraid that he still has some backhand. ”

A strange color flashed in the eyes of one of the Grandmasters, and he suddenly spoke.

"Even if we are facing such a might, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist, let alone a young grandmaster like him. ”

Many Grandmasters shook their heads, a look of doubt flashing in their eyes.

The people who can come here to watch the battle are all some veteran grandmasters with relatively strong strength, and they are also a little confident in their own strength.

Even if it is them, in the face of the Thousand Soul Dao people's move, I am afraid they can only barely resist it.

Ye Chen is so young, even if he is a grandmaster, how can he be stronger than them?

At this time, on the Huangpu River, a full five hundred sharp water swords were suspended in front of Ye Chen out of thin air.

"Ye Chen, you take me a trick of this water into a sword. ”

The Thousand Soul Daoist laughed, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a full five hundred water swords poured towards Ye Chen.

The water swords in the sky screamed, and then the water swords turned into long dragons, exuding a fierce sword aura all over their bodies, and then shot towards Ye Chen.

"Well done. ”

Under the pressure of the sharp sword qi, the true qi in Ye Chen's body ran wildly, and the monstrous blood qi roared like thunder in Ye Chen's body.

"Silence. ”

Ye Chen sighed in his heart, and then swung out with a punch.

A wind of silence suddenly blew across the Huangpu River, and the temperature of the air around him dropped by dozens of degrees, and then the black air of silence directly froze the water sword dragon in front of him.

A long black crystal dragon dozens of feet long suspended on the Huangpu River in this way, and then exploded.

The Thousand Soul Daoist's pupils shrank slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"What kind of punch is this? The old man is really the only one in his life. ”

The Thousand Souls Daoist said with a look of surprise.

"The name of this fist is silence, which means that all things wither. ”

Ye Chen didn't have anything to hide.

"It's a good silence, if you don't die today, with this punch, there must be a place for you among the Huaxia Grandmasters. ”

The Thousand Souls Daoist said with emotion.

"If you want me to die, it depends on what else you can do. ”

Ye Chen let out a long roar, shaking all directions.

"Ye Chen, do you really think that was the old man's real strength just now? You really underestimated me. ”

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the Thousand Soul Daoist, his hands were raised, and he shouted in a low voice: "Get up." ”

The Huangpu River was suddenly shaken, and then a stream of water swords rose from the river to the sky, the number was more than double that just now, and thousands of crystal long swords were suspended in the air.

Ye Chen's face changed suddenly.

With the five hundred water swords just now, Ye Chen was already extremely reluctant to do so.

These thousands of long swords, Ye Chen alone could not take them.

"Ye Chen, I have twice as many water swords as just now, I'll see how you take them. ”

A touch of indifference flashed in the eyes of the Thousand Soul Dao people, and he shouted in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, the Thousand Soul Daoist waved his sleeves, and suddenly countless sword qi shot towards Ye Chen.

Thousands of sword qi literally covered the entire sky.

"I didn't expect to use this mirror so soon. ”

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and sighed.

As Ye Chen's words fell, the mirror flower and water moon suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's hand, exuding a sword aura.

(End of chapter)