Between the slight movements of his heart, he calmed down the restless sword intent in his body, Mu Jiuge felt the sharp sword intent on Ye Chu's body, and his pupils shrank sharply, what did this Ye Chu comprehend in the Seven Killings Sword Intent? It's just a short period of time, and she has actually progressed to the point where she can attract the resonance of her sword intent! This, how is it possible?!

After a short period of horror, Mu Jiuge's brows rose lightly, and one question after another rolled through her heart, although she couldn't get answered, but these doubts made Mu Jiuge face up to Ye Chu's current strength little by little, a faint expectation surged up under Mu Jiuge's eyes, and her whole body trembled slightly because of excitement, and the action of pinching the trick in her hand slowed down imperceptibly, and pursed her lips, maybe, it is really possible!

At this time, Ye Chu, who didn't know that he had already carried his expectations, was approaching Na Ying Long step by step. The incomparably thick dragon power swept down, like a mountain pressing down on her, the cold wind whistled and blew, like a sharp blade cutting her whole body, Ying Long, who was high in the clouds, unscrupulously showed its powerful power to Ye Chu, as if to tear Ye Chu's body that gradually leaned over to pieces.

However, this level of coercion was a little sad for Ye Chu before, but it did not cause any substantial damage. Sure enough, it's just a stupid dragon! Ye Chu hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, now, her sword intent has made great progress, and it is easier to deal with it. You don't have to raise your sword to strengthen your edge. There was no staggering step on his shoulders, Ye Chu slowly stepped out step by step, just relying on the sword intent that he diffused, the whole person was carrying the momentum of breaking bamboo, unstoppable, and it was easy to turn this imminent coercion into two.

The sword light was not cold, and even on this tattered long sword, except for rust, there was no such thing as sword light, and Ye Chu was also quite comfortable and calm along the way. But. It's just that there is an indescribable sense of depression that permeates her body.

Carrying the tattered long sword, Ye Chu went straight forward, and everywhere he passed, between the ravines that were like an abyss. It's as if there's a bridge connected by a layer that isn't visible to the naked eye. Ye Chu stepped on it. Step by step, not slow, the footsteps are very steady as walking on the ground. Whereas. The wreckage of the buildings in front of her, which were piled up in a mess and collapsed like a hill, was swept away by the Dao Dao sword intent diffused from her body before Ye Chu approached, turning into powder in the sky, and falling with gusto.

Ying Long, who was stirring up the wind and clouds in the sea of clouds and wantonly spreading joy, gradually regained his calm mood after hysterically venting his joy and pleasure, and in a pair of blood-red vertical pupils like copper bells, Ye Chu finally existed. Sharp eyes stared at Ye Chu from top to bottom, and said word by word, "Humble ants, under the majesty of Lord Yinglong, you have nothing to hide!" Ha," the thunderous voice resounded, and it was pressed down towards Ye Chu with endless coercion, "Then start with you first, and die!" ”

Raised her head slightly, a little cold edge condensed in Ye Chu's scarlet eyes, she narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Ying Long in the sky with a cold look and an indifferent tone like a god on top, bent her fingers flicked the sword body, her eyes swept over Ying Long's reverse scales with long sword marks, and in the slightly dull sword sound, Ye Chu's indifferent voice sounded, "Death?!" Then try it and see who is dead! ”

With Ye Chu's calm words, the cold killing intent surged out like a tide in an instant, and the wind in the sky set off by Ying Long was suddenly subdued and fell silent at this moment, Ye Chu's body faintly appeared a sword phantom, and in an instant, it was to defeat the pressure that Ying Long vented, and then, the castration was unabated, tearing apart the wind and clouds surging around it, and for a while, the wind and clouds were agitated, flying sand and stones.

His face became a little ugly, Ying Long's brows were tightly locked, and a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils flashed with a suspicious light, although he was always angry about being broken by Ye Chu, and he was always resentful because he was scared away by Ye Chu and Mu Jiuge, but as a talented and powerful dragon, he figured out what the whole thing had happened, and it couldn't look down on the strength of the two ants in front of him, these two ants were able to escape again and again, but it was because of its cautiousness, I don't think it's worth the thought of losing both with these two goods.

However, at this moment, feeling the fierce killing intent on Ye Chu's body and the cold edge scattered in all directions, Ying Long was a little uncertain. Its wisdom is not low, after being deceived by Ye Chu and the others, it will naturally not be easily deceived, if Ye Chu is just an empty shelf, it is confident that it will never fail to see it.

However, no matter how much it looked at and sensed, whether it was the momentum or the sword element circulating in its body, it was telling it that Ye Chu in front of him was not just posturing. This made Ying Long's heart can't help but mutter, the sword intent revealed on Ye Chu's body has far exceeded the sharpness shown before, this does not seem to be fake. But, can one person progress to such a point in such a short period of time? It looks like it, but it's really fake!

Then the question arises, is it necessary to believe that the person in front of her is bluffing by some means, buying time for the cultivator behind her who is making small movements? Or is it true that choosing this product has made great progress in the rare field of sword intent in a short period of time? The forehead was throbbing suddenly, and Ying Long fell into a rare difficulty in choosing.

There are scruples left and right, and Ying Long is trapped in a difficult choice. And, Ye Chu saw Ying Long's inexplicable silence, and also closed his mouth, this matter is very simple, if Ying Long wants to fight, she will accompany her, if it hesitates and does not make a move, she is happy to be able to delay time easily.

This is really the best, Ye Chu was too lazy to talk to it, and its silence was exactly what she thought. Tapping the hilt of the sword in her hand and lowering her eyelids slightly, Ye Chu immersed her mind in the sword intent she had just comprehended. "Click! Click! As Ye Chu's mind was engaged, the long sword in her hand trembled slightly in the small light sound. (To be continued.) )