"This poem is indeed a peerless poem. ”

"The exit is a masterpiece, and it is worthy of being a world-famous figure who shocked the saints. ”

At the scene, everyone was shocked.

And at this moment, the holy qi of Wendao came as promised.

The Wen Dao Holy Qi that fell this time was bigger than the last time, and Ye Qingchen absorbed it for several minutes, and his body was glowing, like the light of the Great Dao, divine and flawless.

When everything was calm, Ye Qingchen took a deep breath and felt comfortable.

He had a hunch that as long as he combined this Dao Holy Qi with the absorption of spiritual energy to cultivate chaotic spiritual power, the realm would be able to reach the second stage of spiritual power.

"Senior Brother Ye, Li Erbai doesn't know the height of the sky, and he wants to challenge you, I'm sorry. ”

Li Erbai knelt on one knee and sincerely apologized.

At this moment, Li Erbai was truly convinced.

"Brother Li, the boy has gold under his knees, and he only kneels to the sky and kneels to his parents, please get up. ”

Ye Qingchen smiled.

However, it was this sentence that the man had gold under his knees, which attracted a piece of literary and holy energy.

This scene stunned everyone.

Isn't Wendao Shengqi worthless?

Others can't ask for a wisp of Wendao holy energy, but Ye Qingchen can get it as easily as eating and drinking.

Li Erbai, a scholar who was obsessed with literature and Taoism, heard the words that the man had gold under his knees, his body trembled slightly with excitement, his eyes were red, and he hurriedly stood up.

Many other enthusiastic teenagers also clenched their fists and were deeply touched.

"Senior Brother Ye is really a heavenly man, I gathered hundreds of people to target him, it is really beyond our strength. ”

"Don't talk about brothers, I'm very ashamed now, this man is invincible. ”

"Senior Brother Ye, I swear, from now on, I sincerely wish you and the Goddess of Smiles. ”

One after another such voices sounded, and most people were completely amazed by Ye Qingchen's talent.

But Ye Qingchen was a little unhappy!

You are not targeting me anymore, how can I pretend to compare? If I don't pretend to compare, how can I attract the holy spirit of literature and Taoism?

The more Ye Qingchen thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and secretly hoped that there would be a few more pickers.

Just when Ye Qingchen came up with this thought, a young man in black suddenly walked out of the crowd with a sword.

His face was cold, he slowly raised his hand, pointed his sword at Ye Qingchen, and said, "It's been a long time, you are all talking about Wendao, have you ever asked me if the sword in my hand agrees?"

Ye Qingchen was stunned.

This kid looks like he's good at pretending, and looking at that stance, he seems to want to fight with himself.

It's a little scary!

"Senior brother, this person is from the Divine Sword Sect, a person from Yancheng, named Chen Xiu, among the younger generation in Yancheng, Chen Xiu is the first in the way of the sword. ”

Zhuang 13 immediately reminded.

"How do you know so much?" Ye Qingchen was surprised.

"Senior brother, because I am also a native of Yancheng. Zhuang 13 smiled shyly.

"No wonder, is your father here for this palace gathering?" Ye Qingchen asked.

"It's coming, it's coming. Zhuang Shisan lowered his voice and said quietly: "But the person next to him is not my mother, so my father instructed me not to recognize him for the time being, my condition is 100,000 spirit gold, after all, you and I are the next trip, no money is not good." ”

"Thirteenth Senior Brother, I recognize your brother. Ye Qingchen was almost moved to tears.

"Ye Qingchen, I'm challenging you, please give me some face. ”

At this time, the black-clothed young man Chen Xiu suddenly shouted, he was making a challenge, but Ye Qingchen was talking to the people next to him, which made him feel very shameless.

Ye Qingchen glanced at Chen Xiu, and was not interested in fighting with him at all, because comparing swordsmanship with Chen Xiu would not attract the holy qi of Wendao.

"Brother Chen Xiu, violence cannot solve the problem, we must convince people with virtue. ”

Ye Qingchen said earnestly.

"How can a kendo competition be violent?" Chen Xiu glared.

"Why isn't it violence? Even if you beat me by luck with kendo, but I'm not convinced, so I want to convince people, and I have to convince people with virtue, Brother Chen." ”

"Don't talk nonsense. Chen Xiu said impatiently: "Compete with me, win me, and the 200,000 spirit golden ticket on my body will belong to you." ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Xiu directly took out a golden spiritual golden ticket.

Ye Qingchen's eyes lit up slightly, and after coughing lightly, he said seriously: "You listen to me first, just now I just tested whether your sword heart is resolute, you didn't let me down, that's right, kendo is not violence, kendo is a supreme art, I compare with you." ”

Poof.

Wang Xiaoxiao next to him couldn't help but smile.

This guy is really good-looking, powerful and humorous, and people can't think of him or not.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and they saw that what made Ye Qingchen change his mind was definitely the 200,000 spirit golden ticket that Chen Xiu had made.

"Come to war, my sword, I'm hungry and thirsty. ”

Chen Xiu was a little impatient, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Thirteenth Senior Brother, the sword is coming!" Ye Qingchen raised his hand.

"Senior brother, you didn't go out with a sword. Zhuang 13 was a little confused.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I forgot the law enforcement sword given by the master in charge of the sect again. ”

Ye Qingchen had a headache.

"Haha, brother-in-law, you can use mine. ”

Wang Teng stepped forward with a smile and handed his sword to Ye Qingchen.

"Thank you!"

Ye Qingchen was not polite.

But everyone was a little suspicious!

It is absolutely impossible for a sword cultivator to forget to go out with a sword, which shows that Ye Qingchen is not the main cultivator of swordsmanship.

Then, Ye Qingchen, who is not majoring in kendo, and Chen Xiu, who only cultivates kendo, compare kendo, who wins and who loses, I'm afraid it's a big suspense!

"Can we start?"

At this time, Chen Xiu stared at Ye Qingchen.

"Come on. ”

Ye Qingchen raised his sword.

"Kill. ”

Chen Xiu let out a low shout, and directly raised his sword to kill Ye Qingchen, the cold light was stunning, and the sword aura was horizontal.

In the face of such a fierce attack, Ye Qingchen did not panic at all.

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Qingchen performed the Infinite Sword Dao.

His figure, suddenly like a streamer, strangely avoided all of Chen Xiu's attacks, and disappeared in a flash.

When Ye Qingchen's figure reappeared, Chen Xiuren was already frozen in place, not daring to move a bit.

Because Ye Qingchen's sword was already on Chen Xiu's vest.

This scene, look at everyone stupidly.

Wasn't Chen Xiu a genius disciple of the Divine Sword Sect? Wasn't he the first person in the sword path among the younger generation in Yancheng?

He was defeated by Ye Qingchen with a sword like this, which was unbelievable.

You know, Ye Qingchen only made one sword.

The coquettishness of that sword has conquered more than just Chen Xiu!

"Brother Chen Xiu, I forgot to tell you that dancing and writing is not actually my strong point, my strong point is sword dancing. ”

Ye Qingchen smiled and spoke.

"Senior Brother Ye, I admit defeat and am ashamed of myself. ”

Chen Xiu's difficult path had already been hit by a critical attack from 100,000 souls.

At the same time, there were many young people present.

"The Golden Ticket. ”

Ye Qingchen reminded Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu immediately carefully took out the spirit gold ticket.

"Lift high. ”

"Huh?"

"I'll let you hold your little hands high. ”

"Yes. ”

Chen Xiu came to his senses, holding the hand of the spiritual golden ticket, and raised it vigorously.

Ye Qingchen smiled with satisfaction, put away his sword, and took the spirit golden ticket casually, turned around and left.

"Senior Brother Ye, can you teach me kendo?"

Chen Xiu spoke in a deep voice.

"You can't learn my way, and it's useless to learn it. Ye Qingchen smiled lightly.

"Why?" Chen Xiu was unwilling.

Ye Qingchen didn't look back, and said quietly as he walked: "I think, I can only answer you in two sentences, God doesn't give birth to me Ye Qingchen, and the way of the sword is like a long night." ”