Eighteen whirlpools, two by two, tightly intertwined, among which the pair of whirlpools in the center are completely integrated into each other, but the fighting spirit and strength are still distinct, and they are in the midst of rapid transformation.

On his forehead, he was already unconsciously crawling with drops of sweat, he was engrossed, meticulous, his face was full of calm and serious expressions, his consciousness sank into the dantian, and he used 120,000 points of strength to force the energy contained in the whirlpool of fighting qi and the whirlpool of strength to fuse together and transform into a new power, that is, the energy of the sword king and his later - fighting power.

Time passed minute by minute, and the pressure on Yi Chen became greater and greater, and every cell was telling the pain he had suffered, but this stubborn young man endured it silently, without making the slightest sound.

Finally, when I saw that the two vortices had merged, and the two forces had also shown signs of merging, only the last fire was missing.

"Drink!" Yi Chen suddenly shouted, and the soul power that spread throughout the entire dantian suddenly gathered in one place, all of them sending out the final impact towards the energy that had a tendency to fuse.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

This time, if the fusion is not successful, then Yi Chen will not only waste a lot of soul power, but his body will also be seriously injured by this rebounding force, and his cultivation will also regress to the eighth level of the sword master, and he needs to re-cultivate to the peak of the ninth level, among them, the time it will take is too long and too long for Yi Chen, he is not equal, and he can't afford to wait.

"Boom!"

In Yi Chen's dantian, a subtle roar spread from the pair of fused whirlpools, like a thunder in the flat ground, and like a waterfall rushing down, the impact sound that came into the ears.

There was a gleam in his eyes: "It's done!" Yi Chen couldn't help but get excited in his heart.

His body, in this moment of kung fu, underwent a new transformation, the physical body that had already risen half a step, in the process of breaking through, rose half a step again, and added up, just one step higher, reaching a new height.

If you compare it purely with the physical body, Yi Chen's current physical body is enough to compare with the high-level Sword Sect, although it is not as strong as the Sword Saint, but he believes that as long as he continues to pay attention to the tempering of the physical body, when he reaches the intermediate Sword King, the physical body is comparable to the physical body of the Sword Saint, and it is not an unimaginable thing.

The progress of the physical body was only one of the many benefits that Yi Chen had gained.

Another benefit that could not be ignored was that Yi Chen's soul power had returned to its heyday after he completed the breakthrough, and it was even slightly improved compared to three thousand years ago, which was one of the most gratifying gains.

The power of the soul has recovered, and the energy in his body has also changed from a mixture of fighting energy and strength to the current situation of three divisions. Strength and fighting power are both existing in his dantian, he understands that before he is promoted to the Sword Emperor, the energy in his body will always be in such a state, the only difference is that the proportion between them will gradually change with the improvement of cultivation, the proportion of fighting power will gradually increase, and the fighting energy and strength will gradually decrease, and the total amount will continue to increase.

At this time, Yi Chen only felt unusually refreshed, whether it was physical or mental, his state was at the peak moment!

Slowly opened his mouth, a mouthful of turbid gas with an obvious fishy smell was discharged into the air, Yi Chen's body, the Dou Qi Vortex, the Strength Vortex, and the Dou Force Vortex were perfectly harmonized, and the Eight Dou Qi Vortex and the Eight Great Strength Vortex were intertwined, with a Dou Force Vortex as the center, rotating at great speed, always producing a powerful force, and this force was also automatically scattered throughout Yi Chen's body.

The palm of his hand was suddenly grabbed and clenched into a fist!

"Boom!" A sonic boom sounded from Yi Chen's palm, and a stream of heat slowly flowed through his palm, which was the heat naturally generated by the air being pinched and exploded.

He broke through to the level of the Sword King, and his strength has increased significantly, even if it is described as soaring, it is not an exaggeration.

Once, he relied on the strength of his body alone, as well as swordsmanship and mysteries, at most he could defeat the senior sword king, and in the face of the junior sword emperor, although he could deal with a few moves, it would definitely only be Yi Chen himself who would be defeated in the end.

Now, relying on the strength of his body alone, as well as swordsmanship and mystery, he can easily deal with the junior Sword Emperor, and in the face of the intermediate Sword Emperor, he also has the strength to fight, and if he changes the senior Sword Emperor as an opponent, then Yi Chen still has no certainty, and most of the final losses are himself.

If you add that terrifying soul power, Yi Chen can't guess where his limit is.

Perhaps, Jiang Fan of the third-level Sword Sect is really likely to be defeated by him, of course, he is not 100% sure, whether he can defeat Jiang Fan, all of this depends on his own and Jiang Fan's on-the-spot performance, if Jiang Fan suddenly breaks out, and his strength soars to the level of being comparable to the high-level Sword Sect, Yi Chen can only admit defeat very simply.

"The state of soul power in its full bloom, this feeling, it's so good!" Yi Chen muttered with emotion, only after experiencing the soul power being used many times, and always being in a state of loss, not only made him extremely uneasy in his heart, but also made his spirit often seem extremely tired.

This time, when the soul power was restored to its heyday, he already knew how to cherish it, and he could easily use it at will, and even if he wanted to use it, he couldn't waste a single bit, and no one knew the preciousness of the soul power better than Yi Chen.

After thinking about everything, Yi Chen smelled a strong fishy smell in the room, a disgusting smell, he was annoyed to find that he hadn't noticed it for a long time, with a wry smile on his face, he wiped the layer of viscous black liquid on the surface of his skin, the smell was emitted from these liquids, and the origin of these liquids, he didn't have to guess, the answer was already in his mind.

Since he has broken through to the Sword King, his body will naturally receive a baptism, which is a characteristic that the Sword King did not have before.

It's just that Yi Chen didn't expect that there would still be so many impurities in this extremely talented body, it is hard to imagine how strong his qualifications can be when these impurities are completely exhausted! Even on the basis of his current talent, it is not impossible to increase by fifty percent.

"It's the eighth day, isn't it? There are still two days left before the appointment. Jiang Fan, I don't know, are you ready!" Yi Chen walked out of the room, preparing to rinse his whole body, while looking into the distance, that talented young man, was he ready to fight with him?

At this moment, Yi Chen's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he saw that outside the gate of the courtyard, many young people were blocked at the door, although they were stopped by the people at the door, but they were shouting loudly.

"Wow! it stinks, what does it smell like!" I don't know who shouted, and the rest of the people seemed to react, and immediately dodged more than a dozen steps, as if avoiding the plague to avoid this fishy smell.

Seeing the actions of many young people, a black line suddenly appeared on Yi Chen's forehead......