Therefore, as early as the moment Cen Zhenggang's long sword was unsheathed, she automatically and consciously jumped into the pit by herself? ! This person...... It's dangerous! After figuring out the ins and outs of the whole process, Ye Chu's assessment of Cen Zhenggang's danger suddenly doubled, and his vigilance flourished.

Looking at these long swords transformed by different kinds of sword intent, turning over the river and the sea in her sea of consciousness, unscrupulously disrupting and destroying, Ye Chu's fighting spirit suddenly blazed, no longer suppressing the killing sword intent that was about to move, the mighty sword intent swept out, and in a moment, Ye Chu cut these sword intent long swords one by one.

Although these long swords transformed by sword intent were all stirred into fine pieces of light and slowly dissipated, the sword intent of that one by one was not affected in any way, stirring in Ye Chu's sea of consciousness, and the remaining sword intent launched a messy and fragmented attack in her sea of consciousness one after another.

The qualitative and formless sword intent exuded a sharp and compelling cold aura, Ye Chu's heart tightened inexplicably, and his divine consciousness slowly dispersed subconsciously, wrapped around these scattered sword intents. This...... Be...... An extremely awkward feeling suddenly rose in Ye Chu's heart, something was wrong with Cen Zhenggang's sword intent! However, what is the problem, it seems to be covered behind a thin layer of fine veil, and the shadow seems to be easy to see, but when Ye Chu really wants to see through it, he finds that there is still quite a difficulty.

Just when Ye Chu was shocked and fell into deep thought, looking at this strange stalemate between Ye Chu and Cen Zhenggang on the stage, Su Qingfeng, who was confused, blinked. turned his head sideways, smiled at his sister and said, "Little sister, come, tell my brother, now, what's the situation on this stage?" Su Qingfeng first stretched out his arm, then closed his eyes, and opened them quickly, imitating the confrontation between the two on the stage.

"What else can it be, a fight!" Caught a glimpse of her brother's exaggerated and contrived expressions and movements. Su Qingyi glanced at him with disgust. He didn't say angrily, "Heh, do you really think that sword cultivation is as simple-minded as you think?!" It's just you who chop and I stab. Sword by sword, you come and go, I kill a mess?! Can you be a little more stupid?! ”

"Hehe......" has always been a Su Qingfeng who is prejudiced against sword cultivation. Finally ate the consequences. He was disgusted and ridiculed. He touched his nose in a wry manner until Su Qingyi withdrew his disdainful gaze and turned his head. He breathed a sigh of relief, smashed his mouth, and turned his gaze back to the stage.

Su Qingyi looked at the figures of Ye Chu and Cen Zhenggang calmly confronting each other from afar, and could only imagine the silent battle scene between the two from the subtle expressions they each revealed, her mind was tense, not at all as relaxed as it appeared on her face, the sword intent competition between sword cultivators was actually extremely dangerous, and it must have ended with the sword intent of one of them being crushed! In other words, the one who loses is not dead or wasted!

At this time, Ye Chu's face was pale and pale, and a slight tingling pain accompanied by a faint tingling sensation spread along her divine consciousness wrapped outside the invading sword intent towards her sea of consciousness. The Killing Sword Intent trembled slightly uneasily, but it gradually returned to calm. Ye Chu suppressed the idea of expelling this sword intent from Cen Zhenggang from Zhihai, and let it corrode her divine sense.

Just when this tingling and tingling sensation spread along her divine consciousness to every corner of her sea of consciousness, "Qiang! The crisp sound of the sword sounded suddenly, and the sword intent that was scattered by Ye Chu instantly surged towards the middle of her sea of knowledge, and in the rolling red mist, the scarlet light splashed like a spark, Ye Chu's gaze penetrated the red mist, and faintly saw a sword, a long sword with a dark red and blood-colored body, moving slightly.

Concentrate and calm down, and when Ye Chu wanted to take a closer look, the rapidly surging red mist actually outlined a mysterious pattern in an instant, which just caught the divine consciousness she projected. As if smelling a strong smell of blood, Ye Chu's divine consciousness was a little trance at the moment when it touched the pattern constructed by the red mist, she was slightly stunned, and then she felt a great attraction, coming from above this pattern, and suddenly, Ye Chu's divine consciousness was all torn, and he rushed into the blood mist pattern very quickly.

The feeling of dizziness and dizziness surged up, drowning her like a tide, Ye Chu only felt that his whole person was put into the drum washing machine, and he was constantly thrown away, not only was he almost vomited by the stirring, but he also had a feeling that he was about to fall apart at any time.

Fortunately, this process did not last long, and after a while, Ye Chu was out of the trajectory of being dumped. Almost at the moment when he stopped turning, Ye Chu regained his clarity. However, everything that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes could not help but that she did not suspect that she was still in a dream.

A large sea of scarlet blood, boundless as far as the eye can see. The monstrous waves of blood rushed into the sky, surging up and down, and wave after wave of plopping down and hitting the shore, and little blood splashed in all directions.

Ye Chu fell into deep doubts before this vast sea of blood, "Who am I?!" Where am I going?! This esoteric philosophical question, which has made countless people think about it, is constantly stirring in her mind. For Ye Chu, these two questions are not for self-reflection, nor for the sake of exquisiteness, but the predicament that really appears on her. I don't know when, I don't know why, Ye Chu found that she had turned into a strange existence, she could change the form of existence at will, or a cloud between heaven and earth, or turn into a drifting dust, or it could be a breeze that swept by, these things were her, but these were not her.

Ye Chu's thoughts diverged with the ripples of the rippling sea of blood, and gradually, although she still didn't find the answer to her question, she was used to this strange state of existence. Changing various forms at will, fluttering a little freely between heaven and earth, I don't know how long it took, Ye Chu turned into a small stone, and plunged headlong into the magnificent undulating sea of blood.

"Boom!" The piercing sound of the sword pierced through the whole world, followed by a violent shaking of the heavens and the earth, and in the rumbling roar, the sea of blood seemed to be boiling water, bubbling up a series of huge bubbles, a mountain of bones made of white bones, pulled up from the sea of blood, and the blood rolled down from it like a waterfall...... (To be continued.) )