"There are three thousand avenues, whether it is Fa cultivation, sword cultivation, or array cultivation, Fu cultivation, although the Dao of the cultivator's perception is different, no matter what kind of choice, it is just a different path to the Dao, and the final result is the same path." Seeing that the Blood Sword Cultivator nodded in agreement again and again, the smile on the corner of Ye Chu's mouth suddenly disappeared, and his expression became cold at this moment.

With a grin, Ye Chu took a mouthful of small white teeth flashing with the cold light of the forest, and his voice was quite gloomy and compassionate, "Then do you think that a Fa cultivator has cultivated himself into a ball of fire, a piece of ice, or a talisman cultivator has cultivated into a talisman, and a formation cultivator has become a great array that destroys the world and the earth, then can they be regarded as Daoist?!" ”

Blood Sword Cultivator shook his head silently, Dao?! Don't make a fuss, your body is gone, and you're still trying to get the Tao?! It's so beautiful to think about! However, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious, and in the dark, a thought prevented him from listening, but it could not compete with the desire to listen to it that was surging up in his heart.

"Heh, it's ridiculous," Ye Chu hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and the slightly distorted smile was indescribably complicated, I don't know whether it was ridicule or pity, "But you, what's the difference?!" As a sword cultivator, you have cultivated yourself into a sword?! ”

Ye Chu's voice was very light and floating, as if a gust of wind could blow it away, but it was like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into the heart of the Blood Sword Cultivator! Deafening!

Oh, idiot! Forcefully suppressed the little uneasiness in his heart, Blood Sword Xiu rubbed his fingers, and the anger on his body surged, what does it mean to practice himself into a sword?! Scold. He's the perfect sword! The perfect sword body! It has refined all kinds of precious metal ores into the body, and the hardness is far greater than that of a sword! The perfect sword body, without flesh and blood, does not feel pain, and will not affect the state of the sword due to injury and bleeding, how perfect is this for a sword cultivator who is indomitable and does not return to the sword?!

This is the most perfect body of sword cultivation! How could she have imagined the benefits?! Stupid girl! What's so funny about this?! It's not ridiculous at all! I think back then, when he entered the Yuan Infant Period, he used to resist all kinds of bombardments from the cultivators of the Transformation Gods. Axe and axe. Tearing him to pieces with the sword in his hand, he was unscathed and retreated! If it weren't for the fact that the sword intent of this yellow-haired little girl was really extraordinary, she would have wanted to leave a trace on his body. What an idiot who doesn't understand anything!

A terrible aura almost became a substantial cloud surging between the two. Blood Sword Cultivator raised his head. A pair of bewitching eyes were cold. stared straight at Ye Chu, who was close at hand, and on her miserable face, he couldn't see the slightest pretense. I couldn't see half of the lust and guilt, Ye Chu's expression was light and calm, and even mixed with a trace of pity. However, this trace of pity fell into his eyes, but it angered him more and more, "You, what kind of eyes are you?!" You think I'm pathetic?! A breath that was a little more fierce than before surged out from the body of the blood sword cultivator, and the blood sword in his hand was unbearable to be squeezed by this force, trembling, and let out bursts of wails.

Ye Chu's left hand waved lightly, calmly looking at the angry Blood Sword Cultivator, and raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you pitiful?!" Without flesh and blood, can a person who is painless and unconscious still be considered a person?! His gaze swept over his body, and the corners of Ye Chu's mouth hooked up with a sneer, "You're just a humanoid steel plate!" A monster made of people and metal! Sword cultivation, character is like a sword, and the sword weapon is controlled, but what about you? ”

"Hu! Say! Eight! Road! The blood sword in his hand shook suddenly, and the raging sword intent surged out from it, and the sword qi was wantonly swallowed, and the air between heaven and earth was stirred and violent, condensing into a dark blood-colored sword light, which appeared in mid-air. In the eyes of Blood Sword Cultivator, a pair of Blood Swords were beating endlessly, and his voice was full of gloomy anger, "The girl whose hair has not yet grown up dares to speak out about Sword Cultivation without shame, so, go to death!" ”

As his words fell, the Dao Dao sword light that was densely packed in the air dragged a long streamer and pierced the sky, with a poignant and sharp sound of breaking the air, rushing down like lightning, and drastically enveloping Ye Chu.

Raising his eyes, looking at the blood sword cultivator who was rushing straight towards him like a mad demon in the midst of his rage, Ye Chu shook his head, his fingers fluttered, his hand pinched, the coldness at the corner of his mouth was even stronger, and he shouted softly, "Get up!" ”

One after another spiritual light lit up on the body of the Blood Sword Cultivator, and the cracks that had been cut by Ye Chu before flashed with a faint light, quickly forming a mysterious pattern on his body, "Bang! With a thunderous explosion, the sword light of the Dao Dao burst out from the body of the Blood Sword Cultivator, and at the same time, a majestic aftermath of the explosion exploded, sweeping in all directions.

In the seemingly endless explosion, the surrounding skeleton ground was flattened again, setting off a monstrous bone powder flying, and the terrifying explosion wave directly overturned the body of the Blood Sword Cultivator. The body flew out uncontrollably, spinning like a windmill in mid-air, and then, "Bang! With a bang, the body weighing more than a thousand pounds slammed to the ground, dragging a long and deep trail on the skeleton ground, sliding backwards quickly.

"Click! Click! Click! The mysterious pattern flickered, and the sword qi cut wantonly on his body, and one after another sword marks quickly appeared on his body, and the criss-crossing cracks like spider webs quickly spread out.

The blood sword cultivator who was trapped in the deep pit glanced at Ye Chu meaninglessly, his strange eyes were full of emotions, and after that, he lowered his head slightly, looking at the sword marks that appeared on his body one after another, motionless and silent......

The hand of the pinching trick was covered with countless fine sword marks by the impact of the sword intent, the flesh and blood were blurred, the blood was dripping drop by drop, the severe pain after the injury and this blow drained all the sword yuan in her body, and Ye Chu, who was empty in her body, did not have the slightest strength to give him another blow without reluctance, so she could only stand quietly in place, slowly, little by little, condensing the sword yuan, repairing the injury.

His eyes were a little solemn, and he looked at the miserable-looking Blood Sword Cultivator in front of him without blinking, he seemed to be embarrassed and miserable now, but Ye Chu could sense that the surging power on his body had not diminished at all, and there was a faint unsettling and violent aura permeating his body. The fingers hanging down to his side twitched, feeling the emptiness of his body, Ye Chu's expression was a little obscure...... (To be continued.) )