Ye Xingchen chuckled lightly, and slapped it out lightly, and the Yuan Energy above the palm burst out, and the dark red sword and Chen Sheng's male body were all shocked back five steps away.

"Hiss......"

"This ......"

"Senior Brother Xingchen...... It's too strong, isn't it?"

The scene in front of him shocked everyone, just one palm broke Chen Sheng's overlord sword attack!

I'm afraid that only Senior Brother Lu Li can do this in the Shadow Sword Pavilion, right?

Chen Sheng's face was extremely pale, this time he really felt the coercion of Yuan Energy emanating from Ye Xingchen's body, and that coercion was even stronger than when he faced Senior Brother Lu Li!

"Do you want to continue?" Night Star withdrew his palm and smiled lightly.

"How...... Possibly?"

Chen Sheng's strong body began to tremble, he didn't expect that his cultivation so hard was still a failure, and it was still a failure.

He understood that Night Star didn't exert all his strength, and he didn't mean to hurt him, if it weren't for this, that palm just now would have been enough to make him unable to stand up.

But......

"No, I haven't lost yet!"

Suddenly, Chen Sheng raised his head violently, his eyes gradually turned blood-red, and the big sword was held in his hand again, and a surging spiritual energy flow erupted.

The terrifying coercion made the faces of everyone in the audience change, and at the same time, they secretly said in their hearts: "Senior Brother Chen, don't you have to perform that trick?"

The great sword was slowly raised, and in an instant, a dark red light enveloped the entire dueling hall.

"This guy...... It's really deadly. Night Star whispered, he could see that the spiritual veins in Chen Sheng's body were rioting at the time of casting this dark red light, and they could break off at any time.

That is to say, the move he performs at this time will be cut off if he does not control the spiritual vein, and then he will become a useless person.

Just as he was thinking in his heart, Chen Sheng's great sword was already swinging towards him.

"Take my trick!"

"Overlord Sword Demon Kill!"

The dark red sword fell like a crescent moon, and the blood-red light shrouded Night Star's body, making him a little surprised.

"This trick...... Something. Night Xingchen hesitated, and then grinned again: "But ......"

As the words fell, his figure ghostly turned into a black shadow and disappeared in place, and then, the dark red sword slammed down on the table.

Rumble!

The ground of the main platform was suddenly smashed into a large crater, and the power was so great that the entire dueling hall shook.

As soon as Chen Sheng reacted, he felt a slender palm gently pat on his shoulder.

Rumble!

Chen Sheng's tall and mighty body fell to the ground violently, his face was full of incredulity, and his forehead was already drenched in cold sweat.

Behind him, Ye Xingchen slowly let go of the palm on his shoulder, shook his head helplessly, and went to the stage early without saying a word.

Slowly walked to the stage, smiled and nodded to the stunned crowd, and turned to leave.

Just as his footsteps left the door of the dueling hall, Chen Sheng's slightly grateful voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Senior Brother Xingchen, thank you...... You. ”

It took him great courage to say something that would have been impossible to say in his life, he was a man who could not accept failure, but today he must accept this fact no matter what.

Night Star was so strong that a single hand was enough to defeat him, or even kill him, and for a moment he only felt as if he was under the control of a Heavenly Hand, unable to move at all.

Of course, it was not because of his terrifying strength that he said this thank you, but at that moment, his riotous spiritual veins were suppressed by a special force.

If it weren't for him, maybe he would have been a soulless waste.

Night Star turned his head and smiled, and then stepped on his toes and left again.

Chen Sheng's Overlord Sword Demon Killing is indeed very strong, and in terms of power alone, it is even close to the top-grade earth skill, but it has a fatal flaw: that is, it will make the caster's spiritual veins riot, which is very likely to lead to self-destruction, which will undoubtedly make it impossible for the caster to become a cultivator.

Although the world is so big, some high-grade pills can indeed help cultivators repair their spiritual veins, but that level of pills is far beyond the reach of a sect like Shadow Sword Pavilion.

Therefore, he decided to suppress his riotous spiritual vein, although he didn't have much affection for Chen Sheng, but after all, he still came from the same sect.

The strength of the sect was undoubtedly what he longed for the most, and he firmly believed that one day there would be a place in the Shadow Sword Pavilion in this huge divine domain.

....................................

Inside a modest cottage.

Zhou Lun sat quietly on the wooden chair, looked out the window with tired eyes, and whispered at the corner of his mouth: "It's been half a month, I don't know how that stinky boy is doing in Sword God Mountain." ”

Despite being suppressed, the Shadow Sword Pavilion was also calm in the past half month, and nothing major had happened, because the pavilion master Ying Renyi had left with Lu to practice, Zhou Lun and Elder Turtle Sui had basically been busy in the past half month.

As for the Great Elder Kong Shatian, he was recuperating from his injuries at ease, and many matters could not be handled on behalf of the Pavilion Master.

In his busy mind, the figure of a teenager often comes to mind, and ordinary people say that the teacher is like a father, and the disciple is like a parent, which is not false.

In just half a month, this middle-aged man who is already in his forties has secretly cried more than once, he has no children in his life, and in his eyes, Night Star is his biological son.

He was only seven years old when he was brought to his room that day, but he had a strength that no one of his age had, he hadn't cried, he hadn't made trouble, and he hadn't even spoken for a while when he first came to the Shadow Sword Pavilion.

In other words, anyone would think that this kid was a fool, but Zhou Lun didn't think so, he taught him to cultivate spiritual energy every day and night, and took him to see the scenery of the Shadow Sword Pavilion every day and night...... Gradually, the boy finally said his first words to him:

"Thank you. ”

Although there were only two words, it made Zhou Lun's heart happy for several days, and until now he has not forgotten the 'thank you' that he said in a weak voice.

Later, he recognized him as a disciple, and he agreed without hesitation, and in this way, the relationship between the master and apprentice became deeper and deeper, until he was forced to leave half a month ago, which was the first time in ten years that this disciple had left him for such a long time, and during this time he suddenly felt several years old.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door, his thoughts were interrupted, and he said weakly: "If there is anything to do, go to the Law Enforcement Hall to find Elder Turtle Sui." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a choked voice outside the door:

"Teacher, it's me, Night Star. ”

Hearing the voice of this young man he was all too familiar with, Zhou Lun stood up violently and rushed to the wooden door not far away without hesitation.

In a hurry, the old man burst into tears, his dry palm trembled and held the doorknob, the wooden door was slowly opened, and as he thought, the familiar figure that could not be more familiar reappeared in his sight.

The boy's tears rolled and he threw himself into the fat embrace.

Gently hugging the young man who had been missing for a long time, Zhou Lun slowly closed his teardrop eyes, at this moment he just wanted to hug his disciple so quietly for a while, and he didn't want to be disturbed by anything.

And the night star in his arms was in tears, and the burning tears wet Zhou Lun's robe, and he choked up and shouted while crying: "Teacher, the disciple has come back to see you." ”

He was the little prince of the Haoyue Temple, one of the most honorable people in this great divine domain, and he had never cried out loud like this since he was born.

Feelings are the most fragile side of human beings, and the love between master and apprentice is even broader than the earth and bigger than the sky.

Even he himself never thought that he would have such an impulse when he actually saw Zhou Lun, but he didn't regret it in the slightest.

Between the ages of seven and ten, this fat embrace was the safest place for him, without pain or sorrow, and the master and apprentice hugged each other tightly.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. ”

After a long time, Zhou Lun opened his eyes, and only then did he spit out a choked word at the corner of his mouth.

The master and apprentice have known each other for ten years, and this half month is the longest time they have not seen each other, and it was not until they separated that they understood each other's position in their hearts.