Although the tiger's mouth was numb and his whole arm was slightly sore, Yi Chen's blood was boiling, and there was a touch of fanaticism on his face that was extremely incommensurate with his usual enthusiasm, and even he didn't realize that whenever he took out all his strength to fight, whenever he met a master worthy of his strength, his emotions would be inexplicably agitated, making him lose his previous calm. ,!

The stronger the enemy, the more excited he becomes, as long as the opponent's strength does not reach the point where he looks up to him, he will fight more and more bravely, and all the belligerent genes in his bones are activated.

This is a good thing and a bad thing, the key is to see how he uses this trait, but at the moment, even he himself is not aware of this.

He didn't use any swordsmanship, nor did he use mysteries, but simply and cleanly slashed, swept, stabbed, and teased......

The first move, the most direct collision, the two are not up or down.

The second move is still a head-on collision.

The main surface of Yi Chen and the main hall is covered with a layer of Dou Li Imperial Armor, perhaps Yi Chen's protective shield should be called Jian Yuan Imperial Armor, let's call it Dou Li Imperial Armor, the Dou Li Imperial Armor on their body surface exudes a faint white light, more dazzling than the sun, and it can be easily distinguished under the scorching sun.

"Boom~!"

This time, although the two swords did not directly collide together, the powerful energy attached to the two swords undoubtedly collided, and the powerful energy fluctuations rippled again, forcing the two to retreat a distance.

And the ground was also hit by this aftermath, and the already wide crack in the ground became bigger and bigger. As it grew longer, the trees and flowers on the surface broke at the roots, and countless gravel fell into the cracks in the ground and were crushed into various shapes.

A faint cloud of dust, diffused in the air, obscured the view below, and only the general figures of the two could be seen, but they could not observe carefully.

This is a ninth-level sword saint, and Yi Chen relies on his own strength. Fighting head-on, without falling behind, is enough to make him proud.

But he was not satisfied, defeating the ninth-level Sword Saint, this was his goal, before he achieved this goal, there was nothing to be happy about, perhaps, enjoy the process of fighting. It was the only thing he could rejoice about.

"Click~" Yi Chen fell back to the ground, and the strength he was bearing all over his body. Introduced to the ground, and slashed three zhang in a row, before he stopped, the ground cracked in response to the sound, and Yi Chen stepped into the air again in an instant, the speed was beyond the imagination of others.

On the ground, in mid-air, I could barely see his afterimage.

The speed of the main hall master is not slow. One step behind Yi Chen, he dragged a row of afterimages and rose into the air.

The two of them used this most basic trick to bombard more than ten swords.

Every sword, Win Stone can only see their afterimages, but cannot see their true faces, only the moment they collide head-on. In order to catch their figures, their speed is too fast, beyond the limit of Ying Shi's visual capture, this is the speed shown by Liu Bang, the first person of the Monarch Temple, and Yi Chen, the rare genius.

"Sonorous~" There was a loud bang in the sky again. Immediately after, a dazzling light flashed, and the figures of Yi Chen and the main hall master flashed and disappeared.

The next moment, the two of them appeared at the same time in the upper left of the position where the main hall master had previously been, and the two long swords intersected again.

Outside of nowhere, Ying Shi can only use this word to describe the two of them in his heart, with the cultivation of Ying Shi's seventh-level sword saint, he even has to use this word to form Yi Chen and the main hall master, it is enough to see how fast their speed is.

It is no exaggeration to say that the speed of these two people is close to the limit of the level of the Sword Master.

Their speed of attack is several times faster than their movement speed, each collision, it seems that it is only a short moment, or rather, not even an instant, maybe one moment, maybe two moments, in short, in this almost zero time, they just shot several times, after the long sword was split, the arm controlled the long sword to vibrate many times, in order to achieve the purpose of increasing the power.

There is no doubt that after hundreds of moves in a row, they all consumed a lot of physical strength, and they stopped very tacitly, suspended in the air, panting, and staring at each other from a distance.

"This kid is completely able to keep up with my speed, and is faintly a little faster than me. The face of the main hall master was very solemn, and now, he completely regarded Yi Chen as a powerhouse of the same level, and he had already taken out all his strength.

Yi Chen was also panting, but his eyes flashed with abnormal fanaticism: "It's so happy!ninth-level Sword Saint, it doesn't seem to be as unattainable as I imagined, Liu Pound, this guy shouldn't have retained his strength, right?"

"Good boy, I'll admit, I underestimated you earlier. But now, just wait for the death god to pronounce the verdict!" Liu Bang, the chief hall master, showed a cruel smile, he was the chief hall master of the Monarch Temple, he was a person who would do anything to achieve his goals, he was a bloodthirsty demon, even those demon cultivators might not have created such a killing as him.

The fierce and bloodthirsty momentum became stronger and stronger, and Liu Pound suddenly shouted: "Let me in!"

Inexplicably, Yi Chen was forced to deviate a little from his position under a sudden huge pulling force, and although he tried his best to control his body, he was still included in a space full of blood.

"Upanishads. Yi Chen muttered expressionlessly.

The main hall master Liu Pang finally showed a relaxed smile, this is his mystical space, a solid and abnormal mystical space, this is a space composed of blood mist, although this space is not a space in the strict sense, it can only be regarded as the area that can give full play to his strength temporarily created by him, but throughout the ages, this statement has become a habit, so no one investigates its true meaning.

"Congratulations, after entering my blood mist space, my strength will be reduced by at least two percent, but I will increase my strength by three percent, one will eliminate the other, you will definitely lose!" The main hall master seemed to be announcing victory, and his face also showed a rare look of pride, although defeating Yi Chen was not something to show off, but now, he could only use such a little comfort to soothe his broken heart.

He knew that no matter whether he lost or won this battle, he would definitely die.

Yi Chen was not as shocked as he imagined, or shocked beyond measure, but his face was flat, so flat that he couldn't set off the slightest ripple.

"This kid is weird. "I don't know why, seeing Yi Chen's reaction, the chief hall master Liu Pound's heart suddenly swelled with unease, just like when his subordinates reported the news before, they said the news that the Yunguang Young Hall Lord sent someone to assassinate Yi Chen, and even, his uneasiness at this time was even stronger.

The strong uneasiness made him dare not waste any more time, and he was ready to act immediately to strangle all the uneasy factors in the cradle.

However, just as he was about to make a move, Yi Chen spoke: "Do you think that only you have the mystical space?"

The main hall master Liu Pang was stunned, the mystical space is not his exclusivity, everyone in this world who has reached the level of the sword saint has the mystical space, and as the cultivation is getting higher and higher, after breaking through to a higher level, the mystical space will evolve into the mystical realm, and even become a real space, a space independent of this world.

This space can be completely controlled by yourself, and you are the supreme god in this space!

As long as others can't break this space, then they can easily kill any strong person, even if the opponent's strength is much higher than their own, of course, if the opponent's strength is really much higher than their own, then the other party can easily break their own space.

Yi Chen's meaning, Liu Pang understood, but, on the contrary, he calmed down, the uneasiness in his heart, although it still exists, but he is not so scruples, his mystical space, is derived after hundreds of years, and he has cultivated it into an iron wall, plus he has taken a part of the heavenly treasures that specialize in comprehending the mystical space, in the level of the sword saint, he is confident that the entire mortal realm can not find a few sword saint mystical space can be as strong and deep as his mystical space.

There are not a few in the entire mortal realm, let alone this small Proud Sword Continent?

He was confident, but Yi Chen was more confident than him, with a faint smile on his face, the fanaticism in Yi Chen's eyes gradually turned into calm, he calmed down, stretched out his hand, and seemed to feel the special features of this mysterious space, slowly, he said softly: "It doesn't seem to be very good!"

As soon as the words fell, he withdrew his hand and said in a very light voice, "Ten Thousand Swords Realm!"

When the four words came out of his mouth, this blood mist space, which was regarded by Liu Pound as the ultimate hole card, trembled slightly, as if it had been destroyed by an irresistible force, and before the main hall master could figure out the reason, his blood mist space suddenly swelled, and immediately, with a 'bang', it exploded, and within a radius of five kilometers, it was attacked by this extremely strong energy, and the ground shook greatly, like a natural disaster, all the Sword Emperor and the Sword Emperor were all torn apart by this explosive energy in an instant, and they were killed in seconds.

"Poof~" Liu Bang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was suddenly as pale as paper.

"Binding me in the Upanishads is the stupidest decision you've ever made in your life. Yi Chen took a step by step and slowly walked in front of Liu Pound.

I don't know when, the surroundings have changed, the blood mist is gone, and it is replaced by a sharp sword shadow, which can be seen from every corner.

"Die. An indifferent voice came out, and then, a dazzling sword light flashed, and in the field, a huge sword shadow penetrated Liu Pound's body, under this force, the Dou Li Imperial Armor on the surface of Liu Pound's body was directly penetrated, and then his chest was also pierced, and bright red blood flowed out of his chest.

Carried by this force to fly out more than ten zhang, Liu Pound finally slammed heavily on the ground, unwillingly raised his head, but before he could lift up, he hung down heavily, and as soon as his strength was released, his breathing stopped completely.

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