"He is Ye Chen, Ye Chen of the Immortal Sword Pavilion"

With this sentence, everyone suddenly realized, that cruel shadow who had been through a hundred battles and was cold-blooded like numbness slowly emerged from their minds, with terrifying expressions.

Obviously, the name of this sword maniac has left a lot of shadows in their hearts.

......

Ye Chen's long sword slowly raised, his eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for his own target, this guy's spatial power is particularly difficult, even when the situation is unfavorable, he can still use the spatial power to dodge perfectly, that is to say, his dangerous and almost attacking attacks may be dodged by him.

"Hmph, sure enough, there are some doorways"

Ye Chen stood straight in the center of the crater, his eyes were like an eagle, sweeping around and refusing to let go of a dead end.

"Come out, I know your space jump can only be done in a small area."

Ye Chen's gaze swept around, he believed that his voice could definitely be heard, but now he didn't know where to hide, and he forgot to lock his breath just now, and he couldn't find it for a while.

Suddenly, a small spatial fluctuation slowly shook from behind Ye Chen, and a figure flashed out of it like lightning like an arrow.

"Headroom Break"

However, the power of space, which was originally as quiet as a wave, was like a sharp blade in the palm of his hand, sharpening iron like clay, which was like a spear that pierced the sky.

Suddenly, a small sound of breaking wind sounded from behind as if it had not been heard, but you must know that people who cultivate weapons always have a deep sense of the subtle feelings around them.

Just as this fluctuation produced a confidant, Ye Chen immediately felt it, his body turned around, and the long sword was horizontal in front of him, blocking the route of Feng Ming's fierce palm.

"Bell—"

A crisp sound sounded, and Rong waves spread to everyone's ears, this sound seemed crisp and soft but deafening, making the ears of the people around him roar.

A wave of energy swept through the soil around it, and the swords and palms pressed against each other.

"I didn't expect it to be blocked" Feng Ming looked at the long sword that was close to his palm, and there was a tingling sensation one after another.

"What a terrifying sword aura"

Feng Ming's eyes looked coldly at Ye Chen, who was close at hand, but what he saw in his eyes was a battle intent like raging fire.

Although he didn't think about defeating him with one blow, he didn't expect that he would be able to break his move and resist it unscathed, which didn't have the effect he wanted.

"Drink—"

The palm of his hand was attached to the sword body, and he directly urged all his sword qi to bombard it, and he suddenly felt that the common sword qi had weakened.

Ye Chen felt that in his palm, the kind of mysterious spatial fluctuations were extremely strange, and his own persistence, after touching his spatial power, faintly had a tendency to collapse, it was no wonder that this kind of power that only a strong person who surpassed the Extreme Yuan Realm could control was really powerful.

Ye Chen's long sword was bent across his chest to an extremely terrifying arc, and his palm was almost close to his chest through the sword body, only a trace of distance.

The latter's feet were rooted in the ground, and two long dirt marks slid out, but the battle intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

At this moment, in my mind, I remembered what my master had told me.

"The sword of the sword bearer must not be bent or retreated"

"Why?"

"Because the sword intent comes from the heart, once you are afraid, then, it is not only your sword intent that will be dissolved, but also the sword in your hand."

......

At this time, the fierce light in Ye Chen's eyes was even stronger, like a mad beast.

"My sword is rather straight than bent"

"Break it for me—"

The green tendons on his arms were rising, and all the intake qi poured on the sword body, and he knew very well that a person with a diameter could continue to be powerful and make his attacks stronger and stronger, so only by destroying his sword, could he truly defeat him.

"Bell—"

Ye Chen was directly blown out by the Seal and flew out......!

Everyone's eyes widened, the speed was so fast that the battle between the two men was almost instantaneous.

Especially that seal, disappearing here for a while, and appearing from there, it really makes them scratch their heads, if it were them, I'm afraid they would have been attacked a long time ago, although I have also heard of his spatial power, but I really didn't expect it to be used like this.

Not only that, that Ye Chen is not a fuel-efficient lamp, his black long sword, like a beating elf, in his hand, as if there is life in his heart, every time he often swings a sword groan, he will inevitably think of the blazing sword qi, as if to cut everything in front of him.

However, at this time, Ye Chen seemed to have fallen into the downwind, and flew out with a palm on Feng Ming, Yancheng obscured everyone's sight, and they also looked straight at the center of the field, looking at the raging smoke and dust.

Yancheng slowly dispersed, revealing the black figure in it, it did not fall, it was still standing in place, but the gun at this time looked a little embarrassed, the originally neat black clothes, now a little messy, but not broken, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, on his white face, it was particularly dazzling.

Looking at the scattered smoke and dust, a straight figure slowly emerged, Feng Ming looked at Ye Chen, there was no surprise, all this was just expected, he had never planned to be able to repel him with one move from the beginning.

"Good clearance break"

With a dry laugh, Ye Chen reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on Feng Ming.

"Your spatial power is very weird"

Ye Chen raised his head, his brows stretched, and there was no fear in his cloudy eyes.

"If you want to save the meteorite with these, maybe it's not enough."

The sharp voice came into his ears, Feng Ming paused and did not make a sound, his face was still flat, and he did not look proud.

Clearance Break, Xuanjie Shangpin Yuan Technique, a special way, blowing, can form a special range of three feet in the palm of the hand, in this range, anywhere will be attacked, close to the body, can destroy the enemy's meridians.

The most important thing for a cultivator is nothing more than his own cultivation physique, and in this body, tonight is the only way to run the vitality, as long as the vitality is urged, it must flow through the meridians, your meridians are destroyed, and the vitality in the body of the light cultivator will be disordered, if the meridians are not repaired for a long time, the cultivator is likely to directly become a waste.

In fact, with the palm just now, I know best that the Clearance Break itself is to directly penetrate your own vitality into the other party's body, which is very consistent with yourself, and you use the power of space, and you can even teleport in the air within a certain range, so that the biggest shortcoming of this Clearance Break is also made up for by your own space power.

"Your sword qi is also very sharp"

With his hands behind his back, Feng Ming's eyes changed, at this time, his palms were trembling, just because he slapped his palm on his sword, he felt that his palm, as if he was about to be pierced by something, now, it was tingling, but fortunately, there were long sleeves to cover it, and no one found it.

"But if you want to take the meteorite alone with that, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it."

Feng Ming's eyes lit up and said. This is not wrong, with himself here to block, he does not want to bring the meteorite back intact, and he is not afraid that he will be in a hurry, and when the time comes, he will directly give the meteorite a bit, and the fish will die and the net will be broken?

"Oh, really?"

The figure in black did not change his complexion, Ye Chen smiled, there was some fun in his smile, and he felt that the person in front of him seemed to be a little whimsical.

"Since I'm here, I'm sure I'll take the East like I want."

The mixed eyes shrank, Ye Chen glanced deeply at the huge sphere with fiery red lines behind the sealing of the underworld, his eyes exuded endless heat, and the meaning of the person in it should be that he was determined to win.

"Today, this meteorite, I am determined to get it"

Ye Chen's palm wrapped in a black robe trembled, the long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and a more powerful momentum spread, feeling that the whole person was about to be pierced, standing in front of your own eyes, as if he was no longer a person, or a long sword that towered over the sky on the ground, cutting everything.

His momentum has been rising, and he has soon reached the late stage of the Transformation Yuan Realm, but his momentum still does not stop, it continues to rise, and in the end, his whole person is wrapped in the black air current, and the black figure stands in the center of it, not moving.

Those onlookers subconsciously took a few steps back, and they felt a tingling pain all over their bodies in this black whirlwind, otherwise they felt like they were stabbing themselves with daggers one after another, and they felt that there was a long sword on their necks.

As long as he resists, the long sword will fall.

Looking at the black figure wrapped in a black whirlwind, the black long sword pointed obliquely at the ground, as if it was a fierce god, and his chaotic eyes suddenly became endlessly pitch black, as if he wanted to have two black holes on his face.

Feng Ying Papaya stared at the black figure standing straight in the black whirlwind, his smooth brows furrowed slightly, and his face was gloomy.

"You have indeed reached the Condensing Yuan Realm"

Feng Ming looked at the black figure holding a long sword in front of him, suppressing the fluctuations in his heart, he didn't expect the worst result to happen, although he had heard that Ye Chen was in retreat some time ago This meteorite battle would not come, and he also put down that heavy heart for this, but who knows, he actually broke through in such a short period of time.

"What's the surprise, my strength in the Ning Yuan Realm was originally prepared for you"

Ye Chen's long sword was pointed at the same height as his shoulder, and the battle intent in his life seemed to overflow from his eyes, like two black flames rising.

Alone, in the Immortal Sword Pavilion, he has always cultivated alone, constantly improving himself in battle, he has fought with many people, and everyone in the Immortal Sword Pavilion is unwilling to fight with him, so he has long wanted to change opponents, so he has set his goal on the descendants of the other four major sects that are also the five major sects, such as the seal in front of him.

His actions like this have been blocked by many elders in the Immortal Sword Pavilion, but his teacher agreed to him, as long as he can fight and win, in all cases, he will be alone.

As the sect master of the Immortal Sword Pavilion, he saw it most clearly, although it was said that the five major sects maintained a balance, but in fact, from a certain point of view, it was also a kind of mutual cooperation and competition, and it was naturally impossible for them to fight in a big way, and they would go out to fight directly, so the competition between them was placed on the younger generation.

So from the beginning, his own pavilion master did not stop himself, as long as he was willing to fight and could win, then the master would never object.

Ye Chen's chaotic eyes froze, and the murderous aura in his eyes was even stronger.

With a wave of his long sword, he pointed at the Seal in front of him.

"Let's move on!"