Such a kendo talent.

It was beyond the expectations of the king of Zhendong.

Just watch it once, and you will master the swordsmanship.

Such a talent.

It's just against the sky.

The king of Zhendong was overjoyed and extremely happy.

"Good."

He praised again.

Then, his expression became solemn.

"What's your name?"

"Ye Wushuang."

Ye Wushuang responded.

"Ye Wushuang? People of the Ye Clan? King Zhendong was stunned for a moment.

Then he muttered.

"No wonder the talent is so amazing."

"It's just ......"

He glanced at Ye Wushuang, his gaze moving slightly.

"There seems to be something wrong with the blood in your body."

"I can't get back out, it's blocked."

"Can my predecessors see my blood?" Ye Wushuang was shocked.

The palace master of the War Palace once mentioned the Ye clan to him.

This is the holy race of the human race.

The battle for the Terrans has never stopped for generations.

The blood does not drain until death.

This is an ancient clan that can sing and cry, but unfortunately, time has passed, and it has been too long.

It is said that since the last war of all races, it has fallen silent, and the entire ancient tribe has fallen silent.

When the palace master of the Battle Palace mentioned it, Ye Wushuang knew it.

His own background is from this ancient clan.

"Hmm!"

King Zhendong nodded.

"This ancient clan should be strong in all directions."

"But your blood. It's pure, but there's a problem, it shouldn't be. ”

He groaned, a little confused.

"It's pure, but there's a problem?" Ye Wushuang was puzzled.

"Yes, it's like being blocked, and it's like being forcibly obscured."

"In short, see the essence."

"Didn't your people resolve it for you? A bloodline like yours is so pure, and the Holy Clan should do their best to let you grow up. ”

Zhendong Royal Road.

"Clansmen ......"

Ye Wushuang was bitter.

He shook his head and sighed.

He had come from the Nether, step by step, to find out his origins.

But.

The Holy Race has long since disappeared.

The last news, only about the father.

In the last war of all races, he died in battle, and his physical body is now silent in the battlefield.

"Hey."

"Time passes, and nothing lasts forever."

"Even if it is the Holy Clan that has sheltered my human race for countless years, it is the same."

"Perhaps, this is also the reason why your blood is silent."

King Zhendong knew the reason and sighed.

He was also surprised.

Hundreds of years have passed.

Even the Ye Clan, known as the Holy Clan, has disappeared?

"The vicissitudes of life, the years pass, and if you don't become the strongest, you can't survive forever after all."

He sighed.

In the end, the look of King Zhendong returned to calm again.

"Ye Wushuang, even if your blood is silent, your qualifications are amazing enough."

"I'm running out of time."

"In the past, I shocked the imperial realm and was besieged here, but now, my own qi and blood are declining, and I don't have much time, I want you to carry my inheritance."

King Zhendong retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice.

"Senpai!" Ye Wushuang's heart moved.

"The previous sword technique is called one hundred and eight thousand swords."

"Self-condensed sword, nourished in the body."

"The power of the sword technique is related to the amount of sword qi you cultivate, if you can cultivate 108,000 swords, you can kill all enemies!"

King Zhendong said solemnly.

He pointed.

One after another, sword qi burst out from the body.

"Senior, you are ......"

Ye Wushuang was shocked.

"My dying body is useless to stay."

"Over to you!"

"You are a member of the Holy Clan, the Ye family of the Holy Clan, fighting for the Terran from generation to generation, you are worthy of trust."

"Backwards."

"I can no longer defend the Terran side, this responsibility can only be handed over to you!"

He was serious.

Rumble!

From the body of King Zhendong, countless sword qi erupted.

There were tens of thousands of paths, and they quickly rushed into Ye Wushuang's body.

"I got this sword technique, and the time is not too long, but I have condensed tens of thousands of sword qi."

"It is also with this thing that he is fighting with the Ten Half-Step Emperor Realms."

"Now, for you."

"Your own realm is too weak, the amount you can carry must be limited, and besides, my sword qi must be transformed into your use."

"The losses are going to be enormous."

"You carry these sword qi, you should, you can shape thousands of sword qi of your own!"

King Zhendong stared.

He is a world-class cultivator, and at this moment, it is passing rapidly.

Tens of thousands of sword qi were condensed by his painstaking efforts.

This moment.

Despite the huge losses, the passage is staggering.

But.

He is also preaching.

Directly passed on to Ye Wushuang.

"Senpai!" Ye Wushuang's heart shook.

He didn't think about it.

King Zhendong was so decisive.

Under the huge sword qi wash, he couldn't resist at all.

I can't break free, and I don't have a chance to say no.

Airplanes!

It's just a blink of an eye.

Countless sword qi rushed into his body.

Ye Wushuang's flesh roared, and inside his body, a condensed sword qi roulette appeared.

One after another, the sword qi operated in his body, and then, it turned into his own sword qi and imprinted on the sword qi wheel.

Dense.

It's a huge number.

As King Zhendong said.

Tens of thousands of sword qi entered the body, which could be transformed into thousands of sword qi that belonged to him.

This is equivalent to:

directly tempered this supreme sword technique to the realm of Xiaocheng.

Dozens of breaths passed.

King Zhendong's edge dissipated.

His face turned pale.

His white hair became more and more pale, and his vitality was lost a lot.

The whole person looks a little rickety.

The tens of thousands of sword qi finally completely slammed into Ye Wushuang's body.

"Three thousand six hundred sword qi."

"It's a lot better than I expected."

His eyes were bright.

Sensing Ye Wushuang's body, he nodded slightly.

Then.

His eyes flickered again.

"You are now in the realm of true martial arts, but you have reached the pinnacle."

"Take advantage of this opportunity."

"Break through the realm and enter the void, I will protect the Dharma for you."

He struck while the iron was hot and said again.

"Breaking into the Void?" Ye Wushuang had just refined his sword qi.

He still has time to consolidate more.

Immediately, I was shocked.

"What's wrong? Unwilling? King Zhendong asked.

"It's not."

"The cultivation of the younger generation is extremely special, and if you want to enter the Void Realm, you need a large number of Void Strange Stones."

"It's huge."

Ye Wushuang whispered.

He wants to shape the body of the indestructible sword.

Ten thousand furnaces are running, and if you want to set foot in the Void Realm and forge the Void Sword Body, you need Void Strange Stones.

This is a strange stone that can only be found in the void, and it is extremely rare.

Until now.

The number of Ye Wushuang's collections is not much.

He was on this trip.

I want to see if there are any such strange stones left in the tomb of the true king.

If you collect them all, it will be possible to break through the Void Realm!

"Void Stone?"

When King Zhendong heard this, his eyes flashed, and then he smiled.

"It's really strange that you need to break through."

"Perhaps."

"This is the reason why your descendants of the Holy Clan have always been unique in the same generation, right? Realm ascension needs to be based on such a strange thing. ”

"However, you seem to have forgotten that this king is the true king realm!"

"It's only half a step away from entering the emperor's realm!"

"The Void Strange Stone can't stop this king."

King Zhendong smiled faintly, and he raised his hand.

Airplanes!

The void opens and closes.

In an instant, in the boundless void, the powerful True King Realm cultivation bloomed.

grabbed the camera with one hand and probed directly into the stars.

Rumble!

Moment.

Endless roars erupted, big hands covered the sky, exploring from the void, grabbing the strange stones inside!