Volume 1 The Wind Rises Chapter 53 The Sword Falls
The powerful sword was arrogant and domineering, Ye Chen fell to the ground, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell.
The right hand holding the sword, the tingling sensation suddenly penetrated the nerves, and the young man took a deep breath, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly sunken.
If it weren't for the fact that the endurance of the root bones after the three reshaping of his body was far beyond that of ordinary people, Ye Guo's sword, he might not be able to follow.
Standing on his feet a little and squinting his eyes to observe the surroundings, Ye Chen's five fingers holding the sword were pinched again.
Under the gaze of everyone, he raised his sword and pointed directly at Ye Guo, and said, "Go on!" ”
Suddenly, sixteen high platforms were shocked.
Everyone originally thought that this victory was decided, who would have thought that under this sword, the white-robed young man named Ye Chen would be able to fight again!
The seats were completely blown out.
In the center of the high platform due north, Ye Yan was sitting upright, his eyes were not calm.
The power of Ye Qian's sword surprised him.
A cultivator of the Divine Hidden Realm naturally knew that in the battle of the same realm, it was nonsense to be able to perform moves that would overwhelm the opponent with domain martial arts alone.
Therefore, Ye Guo obviously reached a surprising level on this sword. Most likely, it has gone beyond the scope of the Qi Induction Realm!
But while being surprised by Ye Yan's condition, Ye Yan's expression gradually became worried.
Because what surprised him even more was that it was such a perfect sword, but Ye Chen was able to take it hard, and he couldn't see the slightest sign of injury.
Thinking of this, Ye Yan narrowed his eyes, his gaze was deep, and he looked at the sword platform again.
At this time, Ye Guo had already re-launched the offensive, and the sword moves full of killing machines were raised and fell, and in the extremely cold realm, he kept stabbing at Ye Chen.
The speed was getting faster and faster, and a cold silver sword was in the hands of this young master of the Ye clan, and dozens of phantoms danced, which seemed to be real and fake, affecting the cold wind in the realm, forcing Ye Chen's body to constantly shift.
Black clothes and white robes, rustling.
The dense dozens of sword shadows were imposing, and in the eyes of everyone, this time, Ye Chen, who was in white robes, should have been defeated.
However, the authorities are fascinated, and the bystanders are clear.
Dozens of sword shadows that seemed to be domineering, but in fact, none of them touched Ye Chen.
The speed of the young man's retreat is far above Ye Guo's sword technique!
The shouts of surprise came and went.
On the spectator seat, Ye Yan's face also changed significantly with Ye Chen's footwork and Ye Qian's sword moves.
Suddenly, Ye Yan frowned, and his body tended to lean forward.
He saw that something was wrong!
Ye Yan seemed to have the upper hand, but the speed of the sword was gradually slowing down, although this change was extremely subtle, but the sword shadow decreased every three breaths, and in the eyes of Ye Yan, who had already stepped into the late stage of the Divine Treasure Realm, it was like being slowed down by a few frames, which was extremely clear.
At this time, beads of sweat appeared on the forehead.
He was in it, and he could clearly perceive that his strength was far superior to Ye Chen's, but in terms of speed, it was a big step behind.
This huge sense of disparity causes a certain change in mood, and the state of the leaf condition is decreasing.
Now, he has to fight quickly!
"Ye Chen! Will you only dodge? A taunt rang out from the storm of sword shadows.
Ye Chen didn't refute, he still fought steadily, and after receiving a few swords, he continued to dodge the sword shadow in front of him.
But at this moment, an inexplicable sword shadow cut through Ye Chen's sleeve.
On the back of his hand, a bloody streak was imprinted.
At the same time, Ye Chen's voice came from the depths of his heart: "Need help?" ”
"With just one sword, I can depose him for you."
"Don't!" Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and while dodging the two sword shadows in front of him sideways, he replied: "If you make a move, he is afraid that he will die." ”
"What are you talking about?"
The extremely cold realm was fully opened, and in the sword shadow storm, every move of Ye Qianluo's sword was very close to Ye Chen.
The words that the boy blurted out, he heard better than anyone else.
"So you're afraid of death." A sneer full of sarcasm came out of Ye Jing's mouth, and the black-robed young man suddenly took a step back and stopped his pressing offensive.
He misheard the conversation between Ye Chen and Xingying as "I don't want to die".
"You don't deserve me to use this trick!"
Ye Guo's figure slowly soared into the air relying on the extremely cold realm, and his eyes were contemptuous.
I saw that the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were together, sliding from the hilt of the sword to the blade, his body arched slightly, and he shouted: "In this case, let's fight quickly!" ”
When the voice started, everyone was surprised.
"It turns out that the situation has already understood this trick." On the sword platform was in the sky, Ye Jinghong's expression was indifferent.
"A sword!"
A dull low shout sounded again, and all the spiritual aura in the realm turned into a cold wind, gathering around the sword body.
Inside the enchantment, a fierce wind suddenly howled, and the cracks that had been split by the sword qi suddenly increased, and the rolled up rocks flew into the air.
Ye Guo's wrist trembled, and in the cold wind around him, he swung out a sword aura.
The sword qi broke through the air and came head-on.
"Xingying!" Ye Chen shouted.
In an instant, the seven-star divine sword hanging over the sea of consciousness flashed with golden light.
Ye Chen's eyes changed suddenly, and there were Ten Thousand Domains Star Technique Exercises in the twelve meridians that resonated with it, and the spiritual qi flowed out from the palm of his hand, directly dyeing the rusty tetanus sword with a layer of golden light.
These processes are tedious and complicated, but they are all completed in one breath.
At this time, a golden glow appeared under Ye Chen's feet, and the spiritual aura was also infinitely close to the Divine Hidden Realm.
In the next moment, his body bent slightly, and he suddenly burst out.
The extremely fast figure avoided the violent sword qi without any suspense, and instantly approached Ye Qian.
In the midst of everyone's horror, Ye Chen shouted sullenly: "Heaven Destroying Fist!" ”
"Not good!" Ye Yan stood up suddenly.
Ye Jinghong, who was above the sword platform, frowned even more, "This Ye Chen, can actually destroy the heavens fist?!" ”
In the countless life-and-death duels between the same realm within the Ye clan, the "Sky Destroying Fist" has always been the most decisive and crucial move.
"Is it difficult, the situation is going to be defeated?"
Ye Jinghong's eyes were surprised, and he firmly stared at the sword platform.
"Boom !!"
Before everyone could react, a deafening sound exploded in the extremely cold realm, and the burst spirit aura steamed up a huge amount of water vapor, and the outer wall of the enchantment formed by the condensation of the rune sword shadow instantly became extremely blurred.
No one knows what is happening at this moment.
Who wins? Who loses?!
"Enchantment...... Close. Ye Jinghong sealed with one hand.
The sword qi enchantment quickly dissipated, and the water vapor that came into contact with the outside air dispersed quickly, condensing a layer of mist.
On the sixteen high platforms, everyone tried to widen their eyes, trying to see the situation clearly.
But before everyone could see the figure, a sword qi suddenly shot out of the mist, directly hitting a high platform in the southeast direction, shattering a corner.
The crowd was in a panic.
Ye Jinghong signaled.
The sixteen gray-robed old men on the high platform quickly sealed and urged the second rune enchantment.
At the moment when the mist dissipated, the enchantment was re-formed, and at the same time, Ye Chen and Ye Guo also appeared in everyone's field of vision.
At this moment, Ye Guo was constantly retreating, constantly waving the long sword in his hand, and emitting sword qi one after another.
But Ye Chen was constantly dodging at the same time, getting closer and closer to Ye Shi.
The thin golden mangs around the white-robed young man swam like a streamer, and while dispelling the cold wind, he pressed forward step by step.
Suddenly, Ye Chen's foot steps stopped.
A golden light flashed in his eyes, and his figure disappeared abruptly.
In the next second, it appeared behind Ye Jing.
"Be careful!" On the spectator seat, Ye Yan shouted.
However, the sound from outside could not be transmitted into the spatial barrier at all.
Behind Ye Guo, the long sword was held high, and rust and debris were sprinkled and fell with the wind.
Ye Chen's eyes were slightly closed.
I only heard that deep in my heart, Xing Ying said calmly: "Drop the sword, shocking!" ”