What's wrong, Ming Chen?"

Luo Qianye put on a single coat and walked to the shore.

"My aunt is so eccentric, she actually let Xue Ye enter the Demon Viewing Cliff to comprehend the sword, she wants an outsider to come to us as the sect master of the Demon Sect!"

Shangguan Mingchen was not angry.

"It doesn't matter, even if he comes back from the Demon Viewing Cliff, he will still not be my opponent!"

Luo Qianye was a little surprised, and immediately snorted coldly.

"Brother Qianye, do you really have the confidence to defeat him?"

Shangguan Mingchen hesitated a little and said, "Although Xue Ye's kid is hateful, he still has some strength, you must be careful!"

"You have to have confidence in your brother Qianye, except for the older generation of martial artists, no one will be able to defeat me in the way of the sword, I want Xue Ye to take a good look at this battle, who is the authentic overlord heir!"

Luo Qianye's gaze was firm, and the waterfalls that had been cut behind him merged together, and the water rushed down, fueling his might.

"Xue Ye, you are my first battle out of the valley, and it will also become my first stepping stone to soar into the sky in the future, I want to tell all my seniors, including my master, that my talent is invincible, and maybe only the sky is my limit!"

Luo Qianye opened his arms and blended with the aura of nature, reflecting each other.

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Cliff Viewing.

Xue Ye sat cross-legged under the word 'Ba', and the sharp edge of the core sword intent cut and slashed around him, but it didn't hurt him at all, as if he was sitting in the eye of a tornado.

Xue Ye's eyes were tightly closed, his eyebrows squirmed, and a luster shot out, turning into a blurred shadow, holding a long sword, standing in the sword intent.

This is Xue Ye's consciousness, representing his perception, and the long sword in his hand is dancing, which is the move in the "Overlord Sword Technique".

I saw that the cut knives gathered from all directions, and the sharp luster did not have the phantom of the consciousness of the superiors, but merged into the sword momentum, like the raging waves of the rushing river, rushing endlessly, mighty.

Throughout the valley, the sword intent fused with Xue Ye's consciousness, with the thirteen sword styles of the "Overlord Sword Technique", and with Xue Ye's every breath, his aura and the artistic conception expressed by the sword intent were perfectly integrated.

The word 'ba' on the top of the Demon Cliff is engraved by a strong martial artist with a knife intent, expressing his sword will, martial arts are not sitting under the Demon Cliff for three years, and he understands the sword intent of the strong, so as to create a sword technique suitable for himself.

The thirteen styles of "Overlord Sword Technique" are the thirteen layers of artistic conception to be expressed in the sword intent, Xue Ye will integrate with the sword intent when he performs his moves, and he is not rejected, which is also the advantage that Xue Ye occupies, no need to think hard to overcome the rejection of the sword intent, you can follow the artistic conception of the sword to realize the artistic conception of the sword intent.

The thirteen-layer artistic conception of the sword intent, "The Tyrant Sword Technique" has been perfectly interpreted, Xue

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Ye only needs to observe the sword intent here to increase his understanding of the "Overlord Sword Technique".

Seven days passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the twilight of the last day, and after tonight, it was time to fight with Luo Qianye.

Xue Ye's talent in the way of the sword is extremely high, and after seven days of observation, he has reached the perfection of the "Overlord Sword Technique".

It was not long before he cultivated the "Overlord Sword Technique" to the Dacheng realm, and if he relied on himself, it would take at least three months to thoroughly comprehend the swordsmanship and artistic conception of the "Overlord Sword Technique" and refine the Great Perfection realm, and the perception of the Demon Cliff greatly shortened the time for him to realize the sword, which was extremely beneficial to him on the eve of the Great War.

But Xue Ye didn't seem satisfied, because he didn't find the answer he wanted.

That is what Luo Qianye does not have in his swordsmanship, according to Xue Ye's estimation, even if the two of them are now in the same swordsmanship realm as the Great Perfection realm, the power of their swordsmanship is still much weaker than the other party, I thought that I could get the answer in the Demon Cliff, but no, it is just to deepen the understanding of the artistic conception of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship realm has improved, and the thing that is missing is still not.

"According to my aunt, Dao Fei's predecessors did not fully understand the artistic conception imprint on the Demon Cliff, through my understanding in the past few days, the property feels that the artistic conception contained in the word 'Ba' is not only the artistic conception expressed in the thirteen styles of the "Demon Sword Technique", there should be a layer of ultimate artistic conception contained in it, if this ultimate artistic conception is comprehended, the "Demon Sword Technique" will definitely reach an unprecedented height!"

What Xue Ye thought in his heart.

"There is still one last night before the end of the enlightenment, I can try my luck again!"

Xue Ye didn't give up, and suddenly his mind moved, and the phantom turned by his consciousness was actually separated from the sword that was transformed by the sword intent, forming a confrontational situation.

I saw that the sword rays in the sky condensed, forming a sword intent phantom that was twice as large as the consciousness phantom, holding the war knife, and the general trend of the entire valley was rotating around it.

Compared to the illusory shadow of sword intent, the illusory image of consciousness transformed by Xue Ye became weaker.

"So what, I want to show my sword to the strong, sooner or later my achievements will definitely surpass you!"

Xue Ye's eyes were firm, staring at the word 'Ba' on the Demon Viewing Cliff, as if looking at the figure of a majestic and powerful man, although he was still too weak to cultivate compared to him, he had a fearless and strong martial arts spirit, which could overcome obstacles and be invincible.

The Consciousness Phantom attacked first, and with a sword, it was the crazy demon slash in "Overlord Sword Technique".

The sword intent phantom raised the sword and easily blocked it, and instantly dissolved the sword style of the consciousness phantom, and then no matter how it attacked, it was predicted and resolved by the sword intent phantom in advance, and no matter how the sword style of the "Overlord Sword Technique" was combined and transformed, it was all cracked one by one.

The Blade Intent Phantom suddenly attacked, splitting into thirteen.

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The thirteen sword intent phantoms attacked at the same time, bringing the thirteen layers of artistic conception contained in the sword intent into full play, which was a wild bombardment against the consciousness phantom.

The phantom of consciousness suddenly dimmed, the corners of Xue Ye's mouth overflowed with blood, and the condensed consciousness almost collapsed.

"Hmph, so what, I'm going to consume it with you to the end!"

Xue Ye knew that continuing to fight like this would consume his mental and physical strength extremely, which would be extremely unfavorable to the battle with Luo Qianye tomorrow, but he had always been of this character, never admitting defeat and never retreating, even if he was exhausted from today's battle and the oil ran out, he would still resolutely fight to the end and cross the peak of the strongest one.

The Consciousness Phantom was knocked out again and again, and Xue Ye's injuries continued to worsen, and he was repaired very badly, but it was not for nothing.

Gradually, he seemed to have found the pattern of the sword intent phantom's moves, avoided one attack after another, and then began to counterattack, and actually reached a state of stalemate.

In this way, the time of the night passed quickly, and after the two sides continued to fight, Xue Ye finally found a way to defeat the enemy, breaking through the joint moves of the thirteen sword intent phantoms, and defeating the sword intent phantoms one by one.

At this moment, the scattered sword intent phantom combined again, turning into that majestic and unattainable sword intent phantom, more than twice as tall as the consciousness phantom.

Suddenly, the blade intent phantom came out again and slashed down.

This knife contains the ultimate artistic conception of the word 'ba' in the Demon Cliff, and contains endless destruction.

Xue Ye suddenly opened his eyes, the knife in his pupils gradually expanded, and in the face of this terrifying knife, he also fell into deep fear.

......

In the center of the village, a luxurious arena has already been built.

Although in the Overlord Valley, the disciples are all living a poor life, they are still very particular about the establishment of the arena, after all, this is the selection of the sect master, and it is not a child's play.

Around the magnificent arena, the builders built one pavilion after another, very gorgeous, as if a city had been built in a poor village.

All the disciples of the Overlord Sect arrived, men, women and children all came, sitting in the pavilion and waiting, and after a while, Shangguan Lian'er, the left and right elders, and the twelve protectors also arrived, sitting in the center, and the melons, fruits, and drinks on several cases were also very particular, and they were also looking forward to the birth of the new sect master of the Overlord Demon Sect.

Luo Qianye came to the scene in the support of Shangguan Mingchen and other new generation disciples, and Chen Hu was also among them, but he pulled a face, obviously a little reluctant.

Luo Qianye lifted his robe and sat in the pavilion on the left side of the arena, showing his extraordinary temperament, waiting for the start of the competition.

Time passed minute by minute, and the pavilion on the right side of the arena was empty, and Xue Ye had not appeared for a long time.

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