"So, let's test your sword. ”

Yechen, whose face was calm, suddenly burst out with a sharp light in his eyes when he said this, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a peerless sword, and his edge was revealed.

"You, what kind of exercise is this?" Yu Qingyang looked at Yechen, the relaxation on his face was finally gone, and it was replaced by a solemn one.

As if he suddenly remembered something, Yu Qingyang looked at Yechen in extreme shock and exclaimed, "You actually created your own exercises. ”

Self-created exercises, it is simply impossible in the Tianheng Continent, every strong person is following the exercises left over from the past dynasties, Kaka is like this, Heywood is even more so, even if he is Yu Qingyang, it is because of the adventure that he found a note on sword cultivation, which records the cultivation experience of a powerful sword cultivator, Yu Qingyang is talented, and he has laid down a piece of territory in the chaotic land and has become the third strongest person on the Tianheng Continent.

It is not impossible to create exercises, for example, he Yu Qingyang can create exercises below the emperor level, but that is meaningless at all.

If you want to create your own advanced exercises, it is simply impossible, and everyone who tried failed to do so, including Yu Qingyang.

This world, which is even more advanced than the Martial God Continent, has abundant aura, but it lacks the Martial God Monument.

Now, Yu Qingyang saw that Yechen had integrated the way of the sword into the original exercises, and this scene hit him hard, especially when Yechen showed his strength in the realm of Martial Emperor, he felt even more jealous.

The fire of jealousy burned in his heart, how could this kid be able to create his own exercises.

Yechen's body continued to bloom with fierce sword qi, and he looked at Yu Qingyang and said softly: "Is the last word finished? If it's over, then let's die with peace of mind." ”

"Kill!" Yu Qingyang shouted, spitting out a white light from his mouth, the white light condensed into a sword, and the cold light on the blade of the sword flickered, which was extraordinary.

This sword, like Yu Qingyang, has already reached the peak of the emperor level, because Yu Qingyang has not broken through, and he has been stuck at the emperor level with his master.

But at this moment, this sword finally turned into a butterfly and broke through to a higher realm, and the aura on the sword far exceeded before.

The sword pierced the sky as fast as lightning.

Yu Qingyang's sword can fly.

Piercing the door of the night.

Yechen grabbed the void in his right hand, and a black light emerged, and then he was grabbed in his hand.

With the improvement of Yechen's strength, the magic sword finally revealed its hideousness, and the emperor-level magic sword was in Yechen's hand, and its power was not weaker than Yu Qingyang's flying sword.

With a sound of "dang", Yechen's sword light rotated, and the black magic sword blocked Yu Qingyang's flying sword.

Yu Qingyang exuded sword light all over his body, approaching Yechen like lightning, grabbed the flying sword that flew back upside down with his right hand, and stabbed it forward.

This sword seems to be about to shatter the world.

Before the sword arrived, the sharp sword light took the lead in distorting the space, as if countless swords were cutting Yechen's cheek.

Before the sword arrived, the edge came first, and with this overflowing edge alone, he could easily kill an ordinary Martial Emperor.

Even a martial emperor like Mei Duoduo and Li Ruoxue couldn't bear the sword qi overflowing from Qingyang.

The magic sword in Yechen's hand danced slightly, and the thousands of rays of light on the sword surged, condensing into a dense sword shadow blocking the front.

Yechen and Yu Qingyang, looking at each other.

"Die!" Yu Qingyang gritted his teeth and shouted, his long hair danced wildly under the vigorous drumming, and endless sword qi surged forward, mainly with the sword in his hand, as long as he broke through Yechen's defense, he could defeat Yechen.

Pure sword qi, with a strong killing power, Yu Qingyang's murderous aura is even more powerful than Yechen.

"Hahaha, good to come. Yechen laughed, frantically injecting power into the magic sword, seemingly a simple confrontation, Yechen hit the ground heartily, Yu Qingyang, this whetstone, just enough to test his strength.

"Rub!" The magic sword let out an excited trembling sound, and Yechen suddenly turned the sword light, and the black light slashed towards Yu Qingyang.

The sword qi between the two is horizontal, and the endless sword qi fills the surroundings of the two, if it weren't for this void being isolated from the world, if it was in the outside world, I'm afraid it would have already caused great damage.

Every sword, every sword qi, possessed a power unimaginable to ordinary martial emperors.

The sword, as fast as lightning.

The confrontation between the two was also as fast as lightning.

In a few breaths, the two of them exchanged hands hundreds of times, and the sound of dense metal crashing was endless.

After the battle, the sword in Yu Qingyang's hand suddenly detached from his palm, crossed an arc, and stabbed from the back of Yechen, at the same time, Yu Qingyang's left hand stabbed forward, the void condensed into a sword, and the power in his body turned into a transparent sword shadow and stabbed into Yechen's chest.

Hit on both sides.

"A flying sword is indeed impossible to prevent. Yechen said lightly, but at this moment, Yechen closed his eyes, and the soul power in his mind surged wildly, at this moment, it seemed that the world was slowing down, and the surrounding attacks all appeared in Yechen's mind.

The power of the soul after breaking through to the Martial Emperor is also extremely terrifying.

The sword qi around Yechen suddenly condensed into a point, and suddenly blasted towards the sword shadow that stabbed at him, and then Yechen turned around, and the magic sword slashed out, and the shot was also as fast as lightning.

With a "dang", the flying sword was knocked away.

"What a powerful soul power, boy, are you still a mage?" Yu Qingyang said coldly.

Yechen smiled and hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't bother to answer Yu Qingyang's words.

"Boy, the old man has surpassed Emperor Wu, how much strength do you still have to contend with. Yu Qingyang roared, "Today you will definitely die." ”

"Hehe, do you think it works to beat my confidence with such nonsense? Yechen said lightly, a sneer bloomed at the corner of his mouth, this scene was seen in Qing Yang's eyes, which made him even more angry.

Just now, he used this expression to look down on Yechen, and in his eyes, a character who was as humble as an ant dared to insult himself?

"Boy, the old man let you taste the real swordsmanship. You have no exercises, see how to resist the old man's sword now. Yu Qingyang said angrily, the sword light on his body continued to skyrocket, and the sword in his hand trembled even more, and the fierce qi raged in all directions.

"Are you going to use martial arts?" Yechen murmured softly, and the sword in Yu Qingyang's hand seemed to have turned into ten thousand sword lights, condensed together virtually and solidly, and as if every sword light was real.

Ten thousand swords pierced the heart, and the indistinguishable sword light shrouded the night, each sword carried the power of destroying the world and destroying the world, and the power carried on each sword was no less than the full force of Qingyang's breakthrough before the breakthrough.

At the same time, Yechen also moved.

Unlike Yu Qingyang, the sword shadows around Yechen all shrank and condensed onto the magic sword.

Immediately, the stunning sword light flashed through the void, and in Qing Yang's Ten Thousand Dao Sword Shadow, this sword was still as dazzling as a meteor in the night, but the ten thousand sword shadows that destroyed the world and the earth were displayed by Qing Yang, like a swaying star, and all the light was taken away by Ye Chen's sword shadow.

Under a sword, it was like a devastating sword, and the shadows of the ten thousand sword shadows were shattered, but Yechen's sword was unstoppable and still bright.

Swordsmanship, nameless!

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