Ye Choucheng had two swords in his life, one was a heavenly waterfall and one was a Haohai sword, and the heavenly waterfall was passed on to his disciple Feng Jiang, and the Haohai sword was used by himself. In the eyes of the Xu family, the power of the Heavenly Waterfall Liuyun should be stronger than the Haohai Sword. But in a certain case, the Haohai Sword will become the strongest artifact in this world.

That's the case today. When you are near the sea, before the sea.

Ji Ningyuan waited for Ye Choucheng to sharpen a sword for thirty years, he naturally didn't believe that Ye Choucheng could defeat him, in his deduction, the people who could defeat him in this world should indeed be the sword saints he taught single-handedly. But it shouldn't be any one person.

Only by joining forces with the Sword Saints can it be possible to defeat him. So eventually, those Juggernauts died. Ye Chou Cheng was the last one alive.

He calmly waited for this sword, the Taoist Ye Chou Cheng, the sword intent he comprehended was naturally related to the Dao. Taoism is also very deep, but the Tao of Ye Chou City is a kind of extreme freedom.

What kind of form of freedom is like this, even Ji Ningyuan can't imagine.

The waves were monstrous, and when the tidal aura of the Mighty Sea Sword was wildly emanating, all the battles in the entire dark sea stopped instantly.

Ding Qiliang, Qi Linya, or Master Fangzheng, Zhang Tianshi, or Ji Qingyan, Nie Wuxian, and other masters who were fighting fiercely, all stopped.

Everyone raised their heads in horror at this moment, and the originally dim dark sea shallows became even darker.

Because it was not only black thunderclouds that covered the sky, but also terrifying waves nearly 100 feet high.

This wave is like the majestic Great Wall of the Giant City, cutting off people's view into the dark sea, and everyone looks so small under such a wave like ants looking up at the mountains.

Qi Linya looked at the waves as if they were stagnant in the air, feeling the absolutely powerful aura emanating from the person within the enchantment, as strong as the first sword in the world, and also felt despair and horror.

Is such a wave really controllable by manpower?

The contempt in Ji Ningyuan's eyes gradually dissipated.

"Decades ago, you were still my senior brother, you passed on my sword intent, I thought that heaven and earth, mountains and seas were in the world, and if you want to be free, you must have the power to command mountains, seas, heaven and earth, Ji Ningyuan, this sword is my strongest sword thirty years ago, you take it!"

The stagnant waves were like a giant beast that had been shackled by someone, and it raged in an instant.

When the tide pours down, how much more than 10,000 tons? The Dark Sea Shoals were shrouded in the sound of the surging tides at this moment.

Ding Qiliang, Nie Wuxian, Qi Linya, Zhong Yunxiu, Ji Qingyan, Xuansheng Twelve, etc., all the warriors began to evacuate their previous positions, because of this monstrous wave, the word monstrous is by no means an exaggeration. When such a wave falls, it is enough to shatter the heavens and the earth!

The tide hits with countless rapids.

And the tide contains a terrifying sword intent.

This is the roar of the sea, and the fury of the sea god!

The moment all the waves of Ji Ningyuan were frantically condensing, and then swept towards him, he realized that as early as thirty years ago, his junior brother was strong enough to become his opponent.

It's like lifting up the East China Sea. Countless seawater mixed with furious sword aura rushed into the barrier.

In an instant, the barrier shattered. It was as if the space was broken, and everything in everyone's sight began to distort.

In another instant, the entire Dark Sea Shoal was submerged by the sea, and even Ji Qingyan, Nie Wuxian and the martial arts heroes who were on the high ground, had to use light skills to prevent being swallowed by the sea.

Monk Xiaoye is the highest person in the realm of the two true martial arts powerhouses in the field, and he once again sacrifices the Ming King's Dharma with Buddha power, and the huge Buddha statue isolates the sea water and shelters all the warriors in it.

The Celestial Master tried to use the realm of all things to one, but found that the boatman was controlling the real sea. It is not transformed by the internal strength of the vitality.

"This person's strength has entered the Divine Dao, and this kind of power is no longer in the realm of human beings, right?" The Heavenly Master said.

Monk Xiaoye said, "If it weren't for this benefactor concentrating the tide of the sea where the dragon vein martial artist is, I'm afraid we would all be injured. ”

In the distance, Ji Qingyan stepped on the waves, waving her scythe, and a storm surrounded her to isolate the waves.

She frowned, a rare look of concern.

To all the warriors and to herself, these tides were nothing more than aftermath, and they didn't even have a ten-thousandth of the true power of this attack. But even then, she had to seriously defend herself.

As a disciple of the dragon vein martial artist Ji Ningyuan, Ji Qingyan should not have any doubts and worries about his master, because Ji Ningyuan is no longer the man closest to a god, to all those who have seen his strength, he is a god.

It was only at this moment that she realized that she had always underestimated the strength of the Seven Sword Saints.

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The anger of the sea gradually subsided.

At this moment, the shallows of the dark sea were full of salty seawater, and they were also changed beyond recognition by the huge terrifying waves.

The martial arts heroes looked at the power of this sword, and they were all thinking about being themselves, could they escape this sword?

Even Xuan Sheng Twelve would not have thought of withstanding such an attack, he could feel what terrifying sword intent was contained in the tide rushing towards the Dragon Vein Martial Artist.

No one can stop this blow.

But when all the mist dissipates and the dust settles, on the surface of the sea, the figures stepping on the water waves are still two.

Ye Chou Cheng and Ji Ningyuan.

When everyone was amazed at how Ji Ningyuan dissolved this sword, Ji Qingyan and Nie Wuxian struck again, and the battle between the heroes began again.

The shallows of the dark sea have now been submerged by the sea, and the sea water above the high ground has receded after Ye Chou City's sword has retreated, but it will not hinder walking, but the battlefield at the bottom has become a part of the sea.

Ye Choucheng and Ji Ningyuan were both standing on the surface of the sea, their feet were unwavering, and their breaths were as smooth as usual.

But Ji Ningyuan was injured, he gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and felt a little bloody breath in his mouth.

I seem to miss this feeling, but deep down I hate it.

"Very strong, your generation of sword masters, is the best and strongest of all my martial artists who teach sword intent, I always thought you were mediocre back then, but now that I think about it, in the land of the sea, you do have the strength to rival any sword master."

Ji Ningyuan said: "Senior Brother Ye, I have to admit that you are indeed worthy of being my opponent. “

Ye Choucheng was very calm, Fang Cai's sword, he couldn't use it again immediately, that is, in a short period of time, he couldn't hurt the Dragon Vein Martial Artist, this was his strongest sword, at least thirty years ago, it was a sword that he thought was enough to defeat the Dragon Vein Martial Artist.

But thirty years later, he seems to have only proved one thing, he didn't choose to fight Ji Ningyuan back then, and he was right.

Ye Choucheng chuckled: "Sure enough, relying on the sword intent you taught us, I can't defeat you." ”

Ji Ningyuan said: "If it weren't for the Heavenly Hurricane and the will of the Heavenly Emperor, that sword could indeed seriously injure me. ”

"But looking at your calm demeanor, Fang Cai's sword shouldn't be the strongest."

"Not really."

"Then you can use your strongest sword."

"Etiquette is still exchanged, senior brother, you have always taught us to be polite, even so, until you have a sword."

"If I use my sword, this duel may be over."

"If that's the case, then it should be over."

"Reasonable."

The conversation between the two seems to be the most ordinary exchange between brothers and sisters. But at this moment, both of them were murderous.

The sword of the Dragon Vein Martial Artist has no name, and this sword is not recorded in any weapon, but Ye Choucheng remembered that since he saw his senior brother, this sword seemed to have accompanied his senior brother for a long time.

It's like a wooden sword, made of sandalwood. The shape is quaint and does not resemble the things of this era.

"Senior brother, I've always been curious about the name of your sword." Ye Choucheng didn't seem to be worried that he wouldn't be able to take Ji Ningyuan's sword, and his attention turned elsewhere.

Ji Ningyuan was not in a hurry, and said: "This sword is called Spring and Autumn. For me, it's a relic of an important person. “

For a long time, after learning Ji Ningyuan's true identity, Ye Choucheng thought that this person had already worn out his humanity, but at that moment, he suddenly felt that Ji Ningyuan didn't care about anyone.

It's just that about the story of this sword and Ji Ningyuan, Ye Choucheng is not in the mood to understand.

A person who can slaughter people without hesitation for the sake of eternal life, he doesn't want to understand.

"Please draw your sword." Ye Chou Cheng's aura became a little ethereal.

The wind is blowing.

Ji Ningyuan did not reply to Ye Chou City, but responded with a sword.

The terrifying hurricane filled the battlefield with whistling sounds. Thunderclouds surging in the sky.

Ji Ningyuan didn't want to fight Ye Chou City for too long, so this time, this legendary dragon vein martial artist directly sacrificed all the celestial phenomena. Unreservedly, he exerted all his strength and used the strongest sword.

Because he knows too well how powerful the Juggernauts are, he is the least inferior to others compared to others.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and what he cultivates is a ruthless sword.

Manipulate the celestial phenomena to defeat your opponents and crush all enemies with the unchangeable power of manpower.

This sword, that's it.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and the whole dim dark sea was as bright as a Nanban summer day. Because the thunder flashed.

"Let's go!"

In the crowd, Xuansheng Twelve shouted, and the group of heroes also realized the danger here.

The thunder of the sky is a catastrophe, and Ji Qingyan's thunder can only summon more than a dozen at most, but at this moment the entire sky is restless in the thunderstorm, and the next moment it seems that this place will become a scorched earth in the world, with such a means, who else can live in the field?

True martial arts powerhouse, one move and one style to trigger the power of heaven and earth, this is Ye Zhen's comment, and now the people here finally understand that this is not an exaggerated statement, but an extremely realistic description.

The heroes were afraid, and even Ji Qingyan and Nie Wuxian didn't expect that this adult would use several means to urge the city to collapse as soon as he came.

Ye Choucheng's long hair flew. People only saw thunder, but not the other celestial phenomena.

Rain.

Even frost and snow.

It never snows in the winter in Donghai City, but at this moment, the strange phenomenon that has not been seen for thousands of years is revealed.

Wind, frost, rain and snow are all things that fall from the sky, so soft that the raindrops fall on people, no matter how high the sky is, it will not make people feel much pain, and the same is true for snowflakes.

But what when every raindrop and every piece of snow contains the most abundant and majestic meaning in the world?

What when a storm can blow down a mountain cliff and wipe out all obstacles?

Sky Thunder.

Storm.

Sleet.

All the celestial phenomena are gathered at this moment, and any one of them is enough to destroy everything.

Qi Linya sighed: "We will all be buried here today, it's a pity, the descendants of the Ding family, I didn't wait for the moment when you can fight with me." ”

Nie Wuxian looked at the thunderclouds in the sky in a panic, he didn't believe that Ji Ningyuan would kill him, but right now, if the thunder was allowed to fall, all the living beings near the entire Dark Sea Shoal would die.

This is an absolute killer move, and its true power is probably ten times greater than Fang Cai's Inverted Sea Sword.

Ji Qingyan subconsciously took a step back, but she soon found that no matter how she retreated, she was shrouded in black clouds, and there was nowhere to escape.

"We'll ...... Are you dying here, brother? Xiao Ye was very scared, maybe this was the Buddha's prophecy about disaster.

Zhang Tianshi said: "I can defuse the heavenly thunder, but the number is too large, and my domain can't withstand it, such a dark and boundless place, there is no escape, we will concentrate all our strength to defend it, or there may be a glimmer of life." “

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Dark Sea in the distance. Looking at the night sky, Chen Hui probably knew what was going on.

He and Chen Ling had been traveling on the sea for a long time, and not long ago they experienced an extremely terrifying wave fluctuation, and at this moment, they saw a thundercloud rolling in the distance, like a thunder god angry.

"This kind of means is far above the rain punishment technique, and those who can have such means must be those two people." Chen Ling looked at the thunderclouds in the distance and said.

Chen Hui's eyes were full of worry, if a thunderstorm of this scale fell, I was afraid that the dark sea would turn into ruins and scorched earth. He only hoped that the people in the inn would not wait for him there.

"We've got to go faster."

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Li Sixiang was seriously injured, but he was injured by Ji Qingyan, and it was the means of heavenly thunder.

At this moment, the heroes joined hands to resist the thunder and fall, but the injured Li Sixiang was the calmest, he looked at the sky, recalling what he had seen and heard when he got along with his senior brother Ye Choucheng in the past few months, and when the heroes were panicking, Li Sixiang slowly shook his head.

"We ...... It's going to be fine. ”

Li Nianyun said: "I'll be fine, as long as this thunder can't kill me instantly, I can survive with the Liuyun Jue." But Senior Li, the most important thing right now is you, a thunder will make you like this, thousands of thunders, how terrifying should it be? ”

Li Sixiang said: "Senior Brother Ye...... Very strong! ”

"As long as Senior Brother can really do it...... That extent......"

Li Nianyun really doesn't understand, and he doesn't have the time to understand it now, he must run the Liuyun Jue to the extreme, because whether it is the Ming King's Law Phase, or the unity of all things, in Li Nianyun's opinion, he can't resist the upcoming attack.

Only Li Sixiang, he stared at the sky for a long time, as if he was looking at those clouds, those thunders, but as if his eyes were empty, or staring at something invisible.

Thunder fell, storms struck, snow and rain flew.

The next moment, perhaps, is the end of the world, the time of the destruction of the heroes.

But Ye Choucheng, he actually put away the Haohai Sword, and his eyes seemed to be as empty as an abyss. What is reflected in the eyes is no longer the scene of the destruction of the world with thunder falling from the sky.

It's absolute......

Quiescence.

"Senior brother, thirty years later, I still have a sword."