Swish.

At this moment, the brilliant sword light directly tore through the sky.

The air along the way was even a little unable to withstand the fierce cold light, and was cut into a fierce wind.

In the end, that sword light slashed at Ye Jiechen's long sword with terrifying power.

Clang.

In an instant, the sound of gold and iron immediately followed the resound.

Sparks flashed, and gusts of wind roared, immediately following and swept out.

However, when everyone raised their eyes again, their pupils couldn't help but shrink.

I saw that the long sword in Ye Jiechen's hand did not have the slightest crack.

Not only are there no cracks, but there is not even a trace left.

The blade is still as smooth as a mirror.

Under the light of the sun, it reflects a palpitating chill.

"How so?"

Everyone's faces were instantly shocked.

The strength of the four heavens of the Spirit Sea Realm, plus the Qingliu Sword.

I couldn't even cut off the sword.

This scene is undoubtedly beyond everyone's comprehension.

Even Xiao Shiyu was stunned in place, looking at this scene in disbelief.

Condense the sword with air.

Although he could do it, he couldn't do it, condensing such a powerful sword.

Qingliu Sword is a sword that can be ranked in the top ten of the famous sword list in the Ming Dynasty.

Such a sword is already an existence that sharpens iron like mud and cuts mountains like paper.

How could it be that even the sword body condensed with vitality could not be cut off.

"No way, it's absolutely impossible!"

In the field, after Fan Gu saw this scene, he couldn't help but retreat step by step.

His eyes were filled with a kind of shock and disbelief.

His sword is one of the top ten famous swords.

But now, even the other party's innocent sword can't cut a single crack.

Moreover, the person in front of him was just a young man in the Spirit Sea Realm.

This gap in strength is already enough to crush him, plus this sword, not to mention that Ye Jiechen can pose a threat to him.

"Nothing is impossible!"

"What you think is impossible, it's just that you're sitting in a well and watching the sky!"

Ye Juechen's deep eyes slowly looked at Fan Gu in front of him, and said in a low voice.

"This ...... This ......"

At this moment, Fan Gu had completely lost his mind, he looked at the sword in his hand, and then looked at the sword in Ye Jiechen's hand, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Master!"

Finally, he looked at Xiao Shiyu beside him, and he seemed to want Xiao Shiyu to give him an explanation.

It's just that Xiao Shiyu's eyes at this moment are also full of confusion and disbelief.

Ye Juechen's sword was beyond his cognition.

Condense the sword with qi, and the sword will not be hard anywhere.

After all, it was only condensed by vitality, and there was undoubtedly a world of difference between them and these swords forged from the strange stones of the world.

However, the current Ye Juechen used the sword in his hand to break Xiao Shiyu's cognition.

It is also a sword condensed with qi, but the sword that Ye Jiechen condensed at will can surpass the famous sword in their eyes.

"Sword, what's it?"

"What kind of sword is a sword!"

Ye Jiechen slowly stood up and whispered.

"The sword you know is only what you know!"

"But there's so much more you can't recognize!"

"The sword itself is not much different, but the real difference is what the sword in the heart of the person who holds the sword?"

"The world is very big, there are many famous swords, and the Great Ming Kingdom may be in your eyes, and it is already a huge world that cannot be described!"

"But in my eyes, the Great Ming Kingdom is just a small country!"

"The difference between us lies in our different visions!"

Ye Jiechen glanced at Xiao Shiyu and Fan Gu, and when the words fell, he didn't plan to stay here anymore, and walked out of this elegant pavilion slowly.

Seeing this, Zhuang Shimin, who was in the rear, looked slightly stunned.

At this moment, what Ye Jiechen showed was undoubtedly beyond the cognition of everyone present.

In their cognition, the sword is condensed with qi, and the sword is just qi after all.

However, Ye Jiechen brought them a different cognition, using qi to condense the sword, that sword can far surpass the famous sword.

"Sister, we should go too!"

At this time, seeing that Ye Jiechen had left, but Zhuang Shimin was still stunned, Zhuang Ling'er beside him hurriedly pulled the corner of Zhuang Shimin's clothes and said in a low voice.

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Shimin didn't seem to have reacted yet, nodded in a daze, and hurriedly followed out of the Yaju Pavilion.

It's just that at this moment, in her mind, she was also thinking about what Ye Juechen had just said.

The sword itself, there is not much difference.

But what really makes the difference, is it the sword in the heart of the person who holds the sword?

So, how strong is the sword in the bottom of the heart to be able to ignore the swing of that sword and be intact?

At this moment, it's not just everyone who is confused.

Even Xiao Shiyu was also stunned.

At this moment, his mind could only think about Ye Juechen's words just now.

His face was sometimes as clear as if he had been puzzled.

But sometimes, he seems to be caught in some kind of inextricable mysterious artistic conception, unable to break free.

If everyone could see Xiao Shiyu's expression from the front at this moment, they would definitely think that this was a madman.

"What is a real sword?"

Xiao Shiyu's eyes were full of confusion.

After seeing Ye Jiechen condense his sword with qi, but he was able to resist the slash of the famous sword Qingliu intact, his heart was undoubtedly like opening a new door.

In the past, his understanding of the sword was completely shattered by Ye Jiechen.

What Ye Jiechen brought to him was a supreme sword that he couldn't understand at all.

At this moment, the King Spiegel beside him was silent.

His gaze was just quietly looking at Xiao Shiyu's somewhat crazy expression.

But the bottom of those eyes was full of vibration.

Who would have thought that this scene of sword debate.

Xiao Shiyu, who resounded throughout the Ming Kingdom, was defeated so completely.

If it is said that in the entire Ming Dynasty, who knows the sword best, it is estimated that Xiao Shiyu is called second, and no one dares to call it first.

But at this moment, Xiao Shiyu was instead trapped by what everyone thought was the simplest question.

"Who is that kid?"

King Spiegel's eyes flashed with some light, and he turned to look at Ye Juechen's departing back, but his heart was full of horror.

Just sixteen years old.

But in terms of swordsmanship, even Xiao Shiyu was defeated by him like this.

Now the Spiegel King thought about it again.

What Ye Jiechen said before: You have nothing to teach me.

These words are indeed not satirizing Xiao Shiyu, nor is he arrogant.

Rather, it is.

Xiao Shiyu really has nothing to teach him now, let alone take him as an apprentice.

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