After saying that, Jian Lao stood up again, he threw away the long sword in his hand, and then slammed it into his chest!!

Under this hammer, Jian Lao's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura. It is a breath of annihilation, a thrill from the soul, a trembling.

In fact, for Jian Lao, he did not underestimate Ye Chen, and took Ye Chen very seriously. As a monk in the late stage of the transformation of gods, Jian Lao dealt with Ye Chen, a junior at the peak of the gods, and he used all his strength as soon as he made a move. But despite this, he was still shocked by Ye Chen, and even fell behind.

"No matter who you are, you don't have a chance to come to the Thousand Swords Sect to make waves again!" The sword elder had persistence in his eyes, a trace of regret, and a hint of relief.

For Ye Chen, Jian Lao is very jealous, and it can even be said that he is afraid to the limit, whether it is because he has offended such a demonic genius, once this genius grows up, it will be the end of the Thousand Sword Sect.

Jian Lao can be regarded as well-informed in his life, but it is really the first time he has seen such a demonic genius as Ye Chen, it is extremely terrifying.

Ye Chen's face showed a solemnity, unprecedented solemnity, because he felt an unprecedented crisis, a feeling of horror from his soul.

This kind of feeling, even when he faced Gu Feiyan's self-explosion, even when he faced Zhao Ming, a primordial god cultivator, he didn't feel it.

"What the hell!" Ye Chen frowned and looked at Jian Lao, his heart shook.

I saw that Jian Lao's pupils were gradually dilating, and the life qi was gradually passing, but his entire body burst out with a kind of earth-shaking edge, which seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

A translucent long sword was formed in front of the sword elder. In the process of forming this sword, the vitality of the sword elder dissipated faster. It seems that the formation of this sword is absorbing the life of the sword elder.

This scene was so weird that it made Ye Chen's heart furious.

The spirit of the drought suddenly opened his mouth and said to Ye Chen: "This is the sword soul, the desperate sword soul!!"

Ye Chen's face was full of doubts, but then there was shock.

Sword intent. Sword Momentum, Sword Soul, Sword Heart, Sword Domain......

This kind of realm of sword is definitely something that every monk is familiar with, but it is extremely rare to really be able to meet a master who understands sword momentum, and as for the sword soul, it is already half a legendary existence!

Ye Chen didn't expect it at all. I was able to meet a master who knew the sword soul today.

"What is a Desperate Sword Soul?"

The Spirit of the Drought Fish explained: "Desperate Sword Soul, that is, this person's sword realm has only stepped into the sword soul realm with half a foot, and he has not truly comprehended the sword soul. Once he uses the sword soul, it will be at the cost of his own life!"

Ye Chen's face was full of solemnity, and when he heard the words of the Drought Spirit, he understood the behavior of the old man opposite. This is a method similar to the self-explosion of Lone Feiyan, all at the cost of his own life, wanting to die with his opponent.

And the sword soul used by this sword veteran is a killing move. But it's much stronger than Lone Feiyan's self-detonation. And Lone Feiyan's self-detonation, it was enough to be comparable to the attack of the dollar god in the early stage.

So Ye Chen looked at the sword-shaped phantom that was gradually condensing in the distance. The pressure on my heart is increasing.

"Sword Soul!" Ye Chen muttered these two words, feeling a very headache, because he really didn't know what else to use to deal with this Sword Soul killing move.

Even if you release the Drought Spirit, it doesn't seem to be of any use, right? The Drought Spirit can kill, but it seems to be lacking a lot in protecting people.

"What should I do?" Ye Chen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Especially the sword elder on the other side. The vitality of the whole person has been cut off, and the eyes are no longer slack, but completely godless, and have lost their brilliance.

Even the flame of his life has been dissipating in frenzy. And at the moment when the fire of his life completely dissipated. The sword-shaped phantom in front of him finally condensed successfully and bloomed with a peerless edge.

The old man of the sword died, but Ye Chen saw the figure of the old man of the sword from the phantom of the sword in a hazy way.

The sword soul, in the final analysis, is still the soul of a person, and the soul of a sword is shaped by a human soul!

"I can only fight!" Ye Chen's Demon Domain had already been cast, and the only thing he could think of now was the Soul Slaying Technique.

The sword soul attacks the human divine soul, that is, the spiritual consciousness. And the soul slaying technique is also based on attacking the soul, hurting people invisibly, so these two are attacks of the same nature.

And the names of Sword Soul and Soul Slaying both have a soul character, which sounds more powerful.

Just when Ye Chen was about to use the Soul Slaying Technique to fight, there was a storm in the entire sword forest again.

"Sonorous!" a sword roared.

The giant sword in the sword pool suddenly rose into the sky, blooming with endless edges.

Ye Chen's face showed joy, because he felt that the spiritual veins of the entire Thousand Sword Sect Mountain Range had all been extracted by this giant sword.

"Huh!!" The giant sword turned into a streamer of light and shot directly in front of the sword elder, blocking the translucent sword-shaped phantom.

Then, when Ye Chen was visible to the naked eye, the sword-shaped phantom, the sword soul condensed by the sword elder's life, was actually slowly pulled and absorbed by the giant sword.

In the end, the entire sword-shaped phantom was directly pulled into the giant sword.

Ye Chen was really dumbfounded, he saw with his own eyes that the giant sword absorbed the spiritual veins of the entire Thousand Swords Sect, and then forcibly absorbed the sword soul of the sword elder, which was extremely domineering.

"What kind of sword is this?, is it the sword of the ancestor of the Thousand Swords Sect?" Ye Chen muttered to himself.

The sword elder had completely died, and the sword-shaped phantom he had condensed had also been absorbed by the giant sword, so the crisis Ye Chen was facing had been completely resolved, and the soul slaying technique naturally did not need to be used.

The Soul Slaying Technique, once it is used, all of its divine consciousness will be consumed, and it will take Ye Chen a full three days to be able to completely recover.

And in the face of the sword-shaped phantom just now, even if he used the soul slaying technique, Ye Chen felt that he had no self-confidence.

"If it's really the sword of the ancestor of the Thousand Swords Sect, then is it considered his own person to fight his own person just now?" Thinking of the giant sword helping himself, an outsider, to abuse the person of the Thousand Swords Sect, Ye Chen felt a certain sense of excitement.

But in any case, this trip to the sword pool was completely over, Ye Chen walked in front of the giant sword, and then put his right hand on the handle of the giant sword.

Ye Chen saw with his own eyes that this giant sword absorbed the light within a thousand sword-shaped statues, and then extracted the spiritual veins of the entire Thousand Sword Sect Mountain Range, and finally absorbed the sword soul that the sword elder had condensed by consuming his life force.

No matter how much power this sword itself is, just absorbing so much power should have undergone earth-shattering changes!

Ye Chen held the hilt of the sword with both hands and slowly lifted the giant sword.

originally thought that this sword would be difficult to hold, but to Ye Chen's surprise, this sword was not as heavy as he imagined, and there was no resistance as he imagined, so Ye Chen lifted the giant sword very lightly.

This giant sword is very large, it is already close to the height of Ye Chen's people, especially the width of the sword body, which is about the same size as Ye Chen's waist.

The hilt was long, as long as a forearm, but not so thick that it could be held in one hand.

"Ho ho~~" Ye Chen waved the giant sword around, and found that the giant sword was very light, there was no pressure at all in his hand, and it was even a little light as a feather, but when he wielded it, it contained an extremely domineering and fierce aura.

"Boom!" Ye Chen slashed the giant sword on the half-stone tablet not far away, and the stone tablet immediately exploded and turned into gravel powder.

And judging from the squeezing of air by this giant sword, its edge was not weaker than the high-grade Dao Weapon Heavenly Shatter Knife in Ye Chen's hand.

Ye Chen began to communicate with this giant sword with his divine thoughts, and found that there was no weapon spirit in it, which surprised him, wasn't it said that this generation of ancestors was an imperial soldier?

And the imperial soldiers are all beings who have already generated machine spirits.

Ye Chen searched carefully with his divine sense, and finally found a trace of abnormality, he found a trace of remnant spirit in this giant sword.

From this remnant spirit, Ye Chen got some news.

This giant sword is called the Wentian Sword, and it is indeed the sword of the ancestors of the Thousand Swords Sect, and it was indeed once an imperial soldier. It's just that after the fall of a generation of ancestors, this machine spirit was sealed for a long time, unable to absorb the power of the outside world, and gradually began to dissipate.

In the end, the machine spirit was weakened to the limit, and he knew that he was going to die, so he left some remnants of the spirit behind to introduce the details of this Wentian Sword.

As for the machine spirit, it has long since disappeared!

Once there is no Emperor Soldier or Divine Soldier without the Instrument Spirit, it will degenerate into a Holy Soldier. In other words, today's Wentian Sword is no longer an imperial soldier, but a holy soldier.

Only by recultivating the Heavenly Sword into a machine spirit can it be restored to the level of an imperial soldier.

And these weapons that fell to the level of holy soldiers because of the dissipation of the spirit of the weapon are actually much stronger than the weapons next to them, because after all, they have reached the level of emperor soldiers or even divine soldiers, so the materials have already undergone transformation.

And because he used to be an imperial soldier, it was easier to purify again.

"Ask the Heavenly Sword!" Ye Chen muttered to himself, carrying the giant sword, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

As for the sword falling from the Emperor Soldier to the Saint Soldier realm, Ye Chen not only did not lose it, but became even more excited.

Because if the Heavenly Sword has a machine spirit, the machine spirit is likely to disobey itself and resist itself, and it will be difficult for him to control this giant sword at that time.

But it is different when the weapon spirit dissipates and falls to the realm of the holy soldier, Ye Chen only needs to cultivate it slowly, once the giant sword forms the instrument spirit, then it is completely loyal to Ye Chen's weapon spirit!

"It's a pity, this Wentian Sword is different from the Tongtian Seal, the Tongtian Seal is a weapon specially left to me by the Bloody Hand Buddha, the peak holy soldier, as long as I use the essence blood to conceive it for seven seven hundred and forty-nine days, it will definitely evolve into an imperial soldier. ”

"And this Wentian Sword, if you want to re-cultivate the weapon spirit and evolve into an imperial soldier, it is much more difficult!" (To be continued......)