At the same time, the Ten Thousand Sword Peak General Sword Pavilion on the other side.

The handsome man was listening to a steward's report.

The steward said: "Sect Master, this kid who broke the Sword Peak, today with the cultivation of the innate second grade, fought eleven sword pill powerhouses alone, and killed all of them. Now the disciples of the Zhufeng Sword Dan Realm, none of them are willing to step forward to challenge now. ”

The handsome man said with a little smile on his face: "That kid is out of the limelight, but there will be people who are willing." ”

When the steward heard this, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes shrank.

"Sect Master, you don't want those closed disciples to go up!"

The handsome man nodded and said, "Choose a Sword Pill Nine Rank to make a move!" That kid fights eleven Sword Pill Realm disciples at a time, even if it's not a ...... It is also an extremely demonic existence. You can't let him die like that. ”

"Then I'll go down and deal with it. ”

The steward bowed and bowed, and then vanished.

The handsome man looked up at the clouds above and said, "When are you going to see it?"

A graceful figure on the clouds instantly came to the side of the handsome man.

"Sect Master! I regret it a little now. ”

"What do you regret, regret killing Meng Rao?"

The handsome man's face looked at the woman in front of him fixedly, with a puzzled expression.

This woman is none other than the head of the Dark Moon Peak, the Dark Moon.

Her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and she nodded lightly and said: "Ye San, that kid is simply not like a human race, the innate battle sword pill, except for His Majesty the First Emperor, there has not been such a person for more than five thousand years." ”

"Don't worry, he is a descendant of the Ye family, and he will not complain about you. ”

After the handsome man finished speaking, a vicissitudes of life emanated from his body, and he looked at the distance fixedly and whispered, "The First Emperor...... It's been more than 5,000 years......"

......

In the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the disciples of the major main lineages were all talking about Ye San frantically.

"Is this Broken Sword Peak going against the sky?"

"Yes! I still killed twelve sword pill powerhouses by myself, and I always thought I was dreaming during this time. ”

"I also have this feeling, the sword pill powerhouse controls the heaven and earth vitality, and the gap between the innate and the sword pill is like the gap between the worm and the earth. How the hell did he do it?"

"He is not a congenital sword annihilation, he is a congenital annihilation of a group of sword pills. It's so demonic......

......

While they were talking about Ye San.

Ye San himself sat cross-legged in the practice room of Broken Sword Peak, with nine sword pills and one golden pill floating around, frantically running the star-absorbing Dafa.

The sword element is different from the true element, the sword element is absorbed into the body by the Star Absorbing Dafa, and the meridians will sting unbearably.

But Ye San was afraid that on the second day, the sect master of the pit people sent a master of the Sword Pill Body Building Realm, so he endured the pain and frantically absorbed the sword yuan in the nine Sword Pills, which could improve a little bit.

The strength of his physical body began to rise with his madness.

Innate three products...... Innate Four Grades...... Innate Five Grades......

As the speed of extracting the sword pill became faster, he was like a thousand needles piercing his body, and the pain was unbearable.

But as time passed, the body became stronger and stronger, and the pain in the muscles and veins began to weaken.

The flesh body is stronger, and the speed of refining the nameless method is also faster.

The physical body was quickly promoted from the innate fifth rank to the innate sixth grade...... Innate Seven Grades.

After reaching the innate seventh grade, the nine sword pills and the five-grade golden pill were all consumed.

"It seems that the body's thirst for energy is greater, and it took nine sword pills and one gold pill to improve the physical strength of the five grades. ”

Ye San had a thought in his heart, so he took his strength and stood up.

"Bang ...... "

The dragon on his back shook, and there was a bang all around him.

"It should be enough for tomorrow's challenges!"

Ye San muttered to himself.

Following.

Ye San stepped into the air with a long sword, and arrived at the Sword Trial Peak early.

He sat cross-legged on the sword testing platform, his sword crossed his legs, his eyes closed.

One after another, many onlookers arrived on their mounts, pointing and talking about something.

This is the first time Ye San has waited for someone else's challenge.

He was like a Buddha who had died out, without the slightest breath around him, and his whole body was like rotten wood.

The first seat of Zhufeng came, and Sanmu didn't know when it appeared, and the handsome man also arrived at the sword test platform in an instant.

Sanmu looked at Ye San in the middle of the sword test platform, and his eyes were very complicated.

This young man with a cross-legged sword was originally in the game, and he thought he was going to die, but he didn't. And in an unacceptable way, he killed eleven sword pills.

"It would be nice if you took him as a disciple. ”

This is the voice of the three pastes.

At this moment, there was not the slightest water stain on the sword test table, as if it had been erased by some kind of force.

Ye San's figure is like an eye-catching sign. No matter how restrained his aura was, whether he was rotten wood or not, everyone was watching him.

The handsome man looked at Ye San, his eyes shrunk slightly.

"The cultivation of the physical body has improved again, and it is really demonic. ”

Youyue slowly walked to the handsome man's side and said, "Sect Master, why hasn't the person you chosen arrive?"

Hearing this, Sanmu also walked over and looked at the handsome man with a puzzled expression.

The handsome man said: "The person selected this time is the only disciple of Cangming Peak - Ming Yan. His cultivation is in the Nine Grades of Sword Pill, and the sword is cast by the bronze heart left over from the era of the First Emperor, and it has been nourished by him with a psychic abnormality. ”

"What do you mean?"

The handsome man said, "What this means is that this battle will be interesting. ”

Judging from yesterday's situation, Ye San definitely has the combat power of Jindan Jiupin. ”

The first seat of Cloud Breaking Peak spoke.

"Sect Master! ”

Youyue pointed to the sky and said.

Sure enough, it came.

A man dressed in a black suit with an orange sword on his feet arrived.

His lacquer-like eyes were deep and mysterious. The facial features are just right, and the face is a little cold.

He took an elegant step, and the whole person appeared on the sword test table in a flash.

Ming Yan didn't have a polite conversation with a handsome man and a group of first seats.

As soon as he appeared, his eyes always fell on Ye San.

He is definitely a man who knows the sword or a dangerous person.

Because his sword is not held behind his back, but in his left hand. Even more because his gaze was not on Ye San's outline, but on the Hongyan Sword.

"You are Ye San, Ye San who was congenitally defeated by the Twelve Sword Pills?"

Ming Yan slammed Ye San's sword and made a cold voice.

Ye San slowly opened his eyes.

He swept over the other party's appearance and stopped his gaze on the orange sword in Min Yan's left hand.

Ye San nodded and said, "You are a real sword cultivator. ”

Ming Yan said lightly: "How can you see it?"

Ye San stood up, holding the Hongyan Sword in his left hand, and pointed at the many Ten Thousand Sword disciples in the audience with his right hand and said, "A true sword cultivator, when he has not cultivated to the point where the Tibetan Sword enters his body, he will never tie the sword behind his back." ”

"You know swords?"

There was a hint of joy in Ming Yan's eyes.

For Ming Yan, Ye San's words were exactly what he followed.

A true sword cultivator will hold the sword in his hand, because this way the sword can be released quickly enough.

Starting with the psychic sword, it is more beneficial for the human sword to be combined than to attack from behind the sword.

Ye San raised the red-faced sword in his hand, shook his head and said, "I don't understand! ”

A hint of disappointment flashed in Ming Yan's eyes and said, "No wonder the sword in your hand is not spiritually exposed, it turns out that you don't understand it." ”

Ye San nodded and said, "I've communicated with it many times, and I can't help it if it ignores people." ”

"It's useless, you only learn the sword stabbing style, how can you understand. After Ming Yan finished speaking, he turned his head to the handsome man and said, "Can you start?"

The handsome man nodded, but did not say anything.

Ye San glanced at the sword and said: "I think the sword is born to kill, one stab is enough to kill, is it important to understand the sword?"

Ming Yan said: "You and I have different ideas, let's see the real chapter in our hands!"

Ming Yan regarded the sword as his own life, and did not agree with Ye San's pass.

And Ye San thinks that no matter whether it is a white cat or a black cat, the one who can catch mice is a good cat. The sword is created for killing, as long as it can be killed, it doesn't matter whether you understand it or not.

The two have different concepts, so they can only compare with each other, and it makes sense to win regardless of it.