For Xiao Tian, who had set foot in the Holy Realm, he had already comprehended his martial arts, so the holy statues left by these god-level powerhouses did not have much meaning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Who made him a pervert, or a pervert who mastered the most profound fusion of the elements!

Therefore, the level limit of the secret realm and these martial arts are really not attractive in his opinion!

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The faint sword intent slashed one sword mound barrier after another, Yichen looked like a newcomer to the martial arts realm, without the ability to resist, the sword mound was broken and closed, closed and broken, nothing new!

But Yichen, as the master of the martial world, doesn't think so!

Every thirty or so times the sword mound disintegrates, the time for the martial world to support is extended by one thousandth of a breath, which is a very surprising thing!

This means that his martial arts world is growing, and it is strengthening!

This is too good for Yichen, and Yichen hasn't been so excited for a long time!

"Now I understand why the Thirteen Cities Martial Arts attach so much importance to the trip to the secret realm!" There was still a deep tiredness in his expression, but Yichen gritted his teeth and sighed!

With an average of five breaths, the sword shrine outside Yichen's body will be shattered more than twenty times, and now that the disintegrating martial world is more than thirty times, his martial world will be enhanced, this process may be extremely slow, but can it still be slow?

Yichen's exclamation, Xiaotian is naturally too lazy to take care of it, he doesn't know where to run for a walk, he is as unruly as him, and he has never been an idle person!

Time has flowed for three days, and in the sword mound, the sword mound around Yichen's body has expanded to two zhang, and the speed of the sword mound disintegration has slowed down a lot, and in a trance, you can still see that the fierce sword intent broke into the sword mound, and then it was wiped out by the endless broken swords, of course, every time a sword intent is wiped out, the martial world will still disintegrate several times!

But at this time, Yichen, who had already opened his eyes, raised his feet and took a step forward, as his footsteps continued, the martial world was compressed to one zhang again, until the disintegration speed returned to the appearance of three days ago, and the pieces of green dragon scale armor that had long been restored were gradually ruthlessly split again!

The pain, the pressure, the tense mind, it looked painful, but in the endless tide of sword intent, Yichen was only forty-five zhang away from the holy icon!

In three days, Yichen has advanced three feet, which is really difficult, but only Xiaotian can understand that Yichen is a masochist, and what is the pain compared to the entry of the martial arts world?

Time goes on!

Four days later, forty-four zhang!

Five days later, forty-three zhang five!

Six days later, forty-three zhang!

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Nine days later...

Ten days later...

Half a month later...

With the passage of time, Yichen slowly approached the thin icon, approached the broken long sword, when twenty-five days later, Yichen was only ten zhang away from the tip of the broken sword pestle on the ground, in this difficult and bloody process, he no longer had a piece of intact flesh and blood in his body, broken dragon scale armor, trembling hands, comparable to Qianyue's legs, as if the whole world, dragging him and stopping his steps!

But his eyes were extremely bright, as bright as stars, dazzling!

"You don't care?" Fifty zhang away, Xiao Tian was followed by a quirky girl and a young man in black, and the two looked at Yichen who was blurred with flesh and blood all over his body, and frowned!

"At first, I just wanted him to try, but who knew that he wouldn't come out if he went in, and now I can't help it!" Shrugging his shoulders, Xiao Tian said irresponsibly!

Xiaoxu and Xiaobai looked at Xiaotian, their eyes were full of disdain, but they didn't say anything, Yichen's persistence is the same as his sword mound, and even Xiaoxiao Xiaoru and others can't control it, who can still control his will?

"With his current martial arts realm, what step do you think he can achieve?" Xiao Xu's whole body was dark, his temperament was still so cold and arrogant, and his words were still cold!

"I don't know, it's been almost a month, I guess it's coming out soon!" Xiao Tian was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke!

When the two heard this, they were silent for a long time and nodded!

One month, after all, is too short!

Martial arts, swordsmanship, after all, is still a road, dragging a long blood-colored road behind him, for Yichen, it is a very unusual experience.

The sword mound, or martial arts, reflects the will of a person's martial arts, and the current resistance is undoubtedly Yichen's will!

And what about these cold sword intents?

When Yichen stepped on the ten zhang place, around him, the infinite sword intent seemed to be the moonlight blocking the extension of the martial world, just a short step away, Yichen seemed to have climbed a mountain, in this process, the martial world all disintegrated, the sword mound, completely dissolved, annihilated, at that moment, Yichen seemed to have stagnant thoughts, and even the realm of the sword mound had no time to condense!

It's like the entire martial world has been completely annihilated!

Yichen's eyes were hazy, and his thoughts stopped, but the surging sword intent in the sky still fell from the top of his head, wanting to tear everything apart!

"Big brother?"

"Brother Yichen!"

"Brother Yichen!"

Xiao Xu, Xiao Bai, and Xiao Tian's expressions changed greatly, like lightning shooting towards the martial arts field!

Click!

The martial world, disintegrating, the layers of martial arts power that rose outside the three of them, or white, or black, or green, were constantly annihilating and dissipating, but before the three of them swept to Yichen's side, three wisps of sword intent fell, and the three of them flew upside down, blood sprayed wildly, and they were extremely embarrassed!

After all, they are different paths, and if there is no intersection, how can they enter?

The difference between the Holy Realm and the God Level is still too big!

The three of them endured the severe pain all over their bodies, supported the ground with their hands, and looked anxiously at the field, but they were shocked by a scene!

In the field, Yichen maintained a stepping posture, holding a long sword in his hand at some point, waving it gently, every time he waved, the space seemed to fold, cutting down pieces of sword rain, and the rain of sword intent!

His movements are very slow, very slow, but very wonderful, every move, every style, one horizontal and one pick, as if he has practiced hundreds of millions of times, breaking the space and shattering Qiongxiao!

"The Great Perfection of the Martial Realm!!" looked at Yichen who had cut off the sword intent light rain with a wave of his hand in amazement, and said in amazement!

In terms of realm, the level of the martial arts realm of the three people is almost the same as that of the previous Yichen, and the martial arts world is a great achievement, but the strength is a holy realm after all, in terms of vision, it is even stronger than Yichen by a level, which is due to talent and inheritance, but at the moment, Yichen's trick is a trick, and the degree of wonder is only felt by many family elders!

Xiao Bai looked at Xiao Tian, and his elf-like bright eyes were full of doubts: "How is it possible?"

"I don't know either!" his mouth opened, Xiao Tian sighed and said!

He really didn't know, because he couldn't believe it, martial arts, every time the martial arts world progressed, how huge the difference was, just as the two of them thought, Yichen had only entered the martial arts world not long ago, so now, the martial arts world was complete, too fast, so fast that he was a little unbelievable!

But still have to believe it!!

In the lonely martial arts world, Yichen waved his sword quietly, he didn't know what was going on in this world of slaughter, but he felt very familiar with these lonely long swords in front of him, so he kept swinging his sword and cutting it.

Just like the voice in my heart called, cut off everything, cut off this heavenly dome, cut off all the demons!

The boundless demons, hundreds of millions of demons with bloodlust and greed, descended from the sky, and wherever they passed, they tore apart the human race, devoured the beast race, and wiped out all races.

The sword in his hand kept falling, and every time the sword went down, there would be a demon divided into two halves, and the demon blood was poured on him, it was so cold, full of coldness!

He was fighting, chopping everything, but the demon race was like a tide and a river, endlessly, from that crack, came, his friends, fellow disciples, relatives, children, gradually swallowed up by this demon tide, screams and resolute resounded throughout the world, a group of human race died, the beast clan came, when he didn't know how many swords he chopped, this wave of beasts also died, and then another wave of human race, they followed their side, kept killing, and then fell, and then came again, and fell again!

He was tired and tired......

Heaven and earth, as if repeating this worthless killing, I don't know how long it has passed, the demon tide in the sky seems scattered, the beasts and humans around him are also standing or lying crookedly, and the long sword he holds in his hand has also cracked a long crack, just like his chest, opening a deep wound!

But there was still no intention of stopping, because in that far direction, a demon clan squeezed through the group of demons and walked towards this side, and where they passed, the demons were subdued!

He is a demon god, a demon god shrouded in demon flames!

"Die!"

Until this moment, Yichen drank wildly, and in the pile of dead people in the sky, ten figures burst out with the last light and rushed to front him, blooming the last fireworks, and then exploded!

But this earth-shattering explosion, except for the destruction of the hundreds of strong people around the demon god, did not cause the slightest damage to the demon god, they died, so decisive!

Then he arrived, he went to the demon god, slashed down with a sword, took his life, took someone else's life, and fell!

"You're good!"

The demon god raised his head and said a word, and then the claw lightly blocked, and the sword intent in the sky disintegrated in an instant, and along with the collapse, there was also the sword!

Poof!

At this time, a pitch-black palm gently pressed on his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Yichen's last consciousness slowly dissipated, and he closed his eyes, but before he was dizzy, he knew that his sword was broken, and it was never complete again!

After the war, he knew that the strong man was the Demon God, the Black Demon God!!

Many years later, on the battlefield, he twisted a broken sword, and met the demon god who defeated him again, he also stepped into the realm of the gods, and faced the demon that made the human race and beasts frightened, he took out a sword, and used the broken sword to cut out a shocking sword, that sword, the demon god retreated, the heaven and the earth were lightless, that sword, he died, and the black demon god suffered a heavy blow!

The sword is complete!

His name is Sword God, Li Guang!

Just like his legend, his sword, invincible, his sword is as strong as his heart!

"So this is your way of the sword!" After a long time, when Yichen slashed down a piece of blue sky, he stood quietly under the holy icon, thinking about the indomitable movement, and muttered!

Martial arts is his sword path, life is immortal, sword is immortal, fight forever, just like the boundless demon tide, death without regrets!

Just like this sword realm, it's called immortality!

As the sword shadow dissipated in the sky, the silence of the sword intent, and in Yichen's body, a violent aura could no longer be suppressed, heaven-level, half-saint, until the peak of the half-saint, he finally woke up!

The Great Perfection of the Martial Realm, the peak of the Half-Saint, he broke through!

Brush Brush Brush!

A gust of wind blew, Xiao Tian and the three of them swept over, Xiao Tian looked at the silent Yichen and said, "It's okay!"

"It's okay!" shook his head, but Yichen said to the icon in his heart, "I think I understand my way!"

He was thinking about those friends, fellow disciples, and relatives of Li Guang's predecessors, they all died, and then many strong people of the beast clan died, and then many people of the beast clan died, and they all died, they kept dying, he kept fighting, like a rock, he was strong or dead!

The barren land, the martial arts realm disappeared, Yichen silently looked at the endless holy statues around him, and he didn't know what to think!

"Or, you are the answer to the martial arts!"