A sword slashed out, and the purple light rose into the sky, and the air was torn open with a huge opening, and it swept straight upwards like a spatial crack.

This sword, breaking free from the original shackles, reached a higher realm, at this moment, Ye Jian's figure seemed to merge with the sword maniac's figure, a momentum of cutting down the stars and tearing the sky, exploded violently.

Rumble!

The qi rolled wildly, and the sword momentum increased several times at this moment, and countless sword shadows surged.

"Perfect!"

Ye Jian's face was slightly pale, and he breathed a sigh of relief, after several days of hard practice, he finally completely imitated the sword maniac's sword moves.

The power of the Sword of Punishment has tripled on the original basis, and if the Bauhinia Lion is resurrected at this moment, he will also have absolute confidence to kill it.

However, although the power of the Sword of Zhuxin is powerful, the consumption is also extremely large, and it has taken away two percent of the true yuan.

Slowly closing his eyes, his heart began to appreciate the artistic conception of the sword just now, if it weren't for the last moment, his swordsmanship had a breakthrough, I was afraid that he would not be able to succeed.

"One turn into a small swordsmanship!"

With a low murmur in his heart, Ye Jian's body moved, and the Qiushui Sword in his hand was continuously cast, all in one go, the sword path was smooth, the sword light was inseparable, there was no trace, and there was no flaw.

With him as the center, the space within a radius of ten zhang seemed to have become a forbidden domain of the sword, and any foreign aura would be destroyed by the sword qi.

Swish!

Ye Jian suddenly increased his speed, and the whole person seemed to disappear out of thin air, leaving only an endless, terrifying sword light.

There was a loud pop, and the air and ground were cut out of small sword marks, the sword intent was penetrated, and the air ripples were turbulent, as if even the void could not withstand this sharp intent.

As soon as the swordsmanship was small, the Qiushui Sword was as light as an arm in Ye Jian's hand, and he slashed at will.

Soon, a set of swordsmanship was completed, and Ye Jian put his sword back into its sheath and stood still in place.

Based on swordsmanship, now that the swordsmanship has broken through, he has also improved three points in the martial arts, in addition to being more handy in casting, the power is also three points stronger on the basis of the previous one.

A sword slashed out, and the mysteries of wind, wood, and fire surged, turning into a surging tide of fire in the sky, and with one blow, a huge sword mark about 100 zhang long and several zhang wide was cut out on the ground.

Ye Jian nodded, feeling a little satisfied, his strength has increased by three points on the original basis, don't underestimate this three-point strength, this can enable him to surpass a large number of enemies.

Ye Jian's original combat power was only equivalent to the top Qi Sea Realm powerhouse, even after the fourfold combat power exploded, it was only equivalent to the half-step first invincible state, infinitely close to the first invincible state.

Only after the outbreak of Gangyuan around him can his combat power be raised to the first invincible state.

But now, because of the growth of these three points, his strength has directly reached the early stage of the first invincible state after the outbreak of four times his combat power.

If Gang Yuan breaks out again, his combat power will even be directly increased to the peak of the first invincible state, killing a peak powerhouse of the Qi Sea Realm in seconds.

One more strength, one more guarantee.

There is still plenty of time, Ye Jian raised his sword, ready to continue practicing, stabilize his swordsmanship in the realm of Xiaocheng, and strive to reach the realm of Dacheng as soon as possible

Time flies, and a day passes quickly, and five or six days have passed since the sword maniac entered the purple vortex.

As soon as the sword technique had been completely stabilized by him, Ye Jian came to the edge of the purple whirlpool, looked at it, and quietly looked at the center of the whirlpool.

There, as if it was a door to another world, the whirlpool was like the huge mouth of a fierce beast, constantly devouring the purple mist around it, and then spit it out, deriving a purple mist star in mid-air.

If you're blinded by the beauty and decide to dig deeper, it's a bad thing, because the maelstrom doesn't seem dangerous, but it's actually a murderous one.

The diameter of the center of the vortex was about 100 zhang long, and it contained countless spatial turbulence, and Ye Jian saw with his own eyes that a huge meteorite was sucked into the vortex, and then it was shattered by the spatial turbulence.

Seeing this scene, Ye Jian couldn't help but be a little worried about the sword madman, now the life and death of the sword maniac is related to his life and death.

If it weren't for the deterrence of the sword maniac, and without the help of the Eight Extremes Emperor, he would definitely not be able to get out of this purple mist forbidden area.

Here, a fierce beast that jumped out casually was very likely to be a fifth-order being, and it was as easy as crushing an ant to kill him.

Buzzing!

And just when his face was worried, there were suddenly two huge roars in the whirlpool, and then the entire whirlpool shook.

Ye Jian stood firm, his gaze hurriedly swept away, and he immediately saw a thick and incomparable bronze sword light, like a sword pillar of optimus, piercing out of the whirlpool.

The void was directly torn apart, and the whirlpool was blasted through a huge hole, and it squirmed, like a big mouth, spewing out a large amount of Jinhua towards the sky.

In the middle of Jinhua, a tall figure was also sprayed out.

The purple vortex quickly recovered, and the next breath directly restored to calm, and the hole pierced by the sword light fused, as if nothing had happened.

It's just that the Jinhua in the sky is the best evidence, and at this moment it is like rain and dew, covering a radius of five miles.

The place where Ye Jian was standing happened to be the edge of Jinhua's sprinkling, and a drop of rain-sized Jinhua fell towards him, and he was directly guarded in the palm of his hand.

The soul power swept towards the Jinhua droplets, and suddenly, Ye Jian felt a majestic power gushing out, bursting towards his body.

In the next breath, it completely submerged into his body, and by the time Ye Jian wanted to look for it, it had disappeared.

At the same time, the true dragon clone in the other space suddenly raised the dragon's head, looked through the void, and roared in the sky, the endless dragon power was immense.

In this way, Ye Jian had an obvious sense, exchanging information between his souls, but he was shocked to find that the drop of Jinhua that disappeared in his body had been integrated into the true dragon clone.

Moreover, the true dragon clone sent a message, this drop of Jinhua grade is extremely high, like the blood essence of a certain high-grade demon beast, only to absorb a drop, the clone has signs of being reborn.

Knowing the essence of Jinhua, Ye Jian's gaze changed when he looked at the golden rain and dew in the sky again.

Immediately, he saw that his Zhou Body True Yuan Giant Earthquake turned into a huge True Yuan giant hand, enveloping the golden droplets, but unfortunately before him, another person moved.

After the sword maniac erupted from the whirlpool, he stopped in mid-air for half a breath, and after half a breath, he directly opened his mouth wide, turning into a huge suction, unceremoniously absorbing the Jinhua in the sky.

Ye Jian snatched desperately, but only gained two drops.

After absorbing the Jinhua in the sky, the sword maniac burped and patted his belly, where the majestic power he absorbed was constantly hitting at the moment, making dull sounds, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Looking at this, Ye Jian couldn't help but admire the sword maniac a little, his true dragon clone was about to burst after refining three drops of Jinhua, he really couldn't imagine that the belly of the sword maniac could actually hold so much Jinhua.

However, what surprised him the most was that it still belonged to the storage zài in the whirlpool, what was in it, and it actually spewed out the blood essence of the demon beast of extremely high quality.

This made him have to guess, "Could it be that there is a Heavenly Demon Beast hidden in there, and this vortex was deliberately derived from it?"

Ye Jian shook his head, it was really unimaginable, and at this moment, the sword maniac who had absorbed Jinhua also walked down from mid-air and came to Ye Jian.

Compared to when he entered, his appearance actually became younger, and when he entered, the appearance of the sword maniac was a middle-aged man of about forty years old, with unkempt hair and a scruffy beard.

And now, although he was still unkempt and unkempt, he was noticeably much younger, as if he were only thirty years old.

The sideburns shoot like a knife's edge.

When he saw the sword maniac walking towards him, Ye Jian's whole heart rose to his throat, he was nervous, and he felt an inexplicable depression in his heart.

However, when his gaze touched the gaze of the sword maniac, the whole person breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the sword maniac looked much younger, his eyes were hollow and listless.

He quietly landed in front of Ye Jian, returned the eight floating slaughters to Ye Jian, and muttered a sentence in his mouth, "I'm full"

Ye Jian's face jumped wildly, and he didn't know what to say in his heart, most of Luo Fuzi's body was eaten by him, and just now, he had drunk so much Jinhua that contained majestic power.

It's no wonder that you haven't eaten enough.

Of course, it was impossible for him to say these words.

After putting away the eight floating slaughters, before he could speak, the sword madman walked towards the outside of the Purple Mist Forbidden Zone.

His steps were light, not at all like he was in a hurry, but a bit like a leisurely walk in his back garden after a full meal.

Ye Jian didn't say anything, he hurriedly followed, the sword maniac took the initiative to go out, and it was too late for him to be happy.

It was only a moment later that his brow furrowed slightly, and he felt that something was wrong.

The sword maniac seemed to be moving slowly, but it gradually left him behind, and went farther and farther.

"The only thing I lack now is my body technique, so it's better to take this opportunity to see if I can learn something from this set of steps of the sword maniac senior. ”

Ye Jian secretly said in his heart, the steps of the sword maniac seem simple, but in fact, they contain the artistic conception of space, and with every step he takes, there are void ripples under his feet.

Far away, Ye Jian began to carefully figure out the steps of the sword maniac's feet, and the sword maniac in front of him didn't know if it was intentional, and when Ye Jian began to imitate his steps, his speed slowed down.

Ye Jian stepped forward step by step, stepping on the steps of a sword maniac, at first it was still a little jerky, but when it was performed hundreds of times, it gradually became familiar, and gradually, it became more and more proficient.