It is bigger than the sword house, and the golden dragon is flying in it, and the space is very sufficient, and it is still late at night, so the golden dragon is flying in the dark night, which is very mysterious.

"Dragon Soul, I didn't expect that after meditating for half a year, I comprehended the unity of the Holy Dragon Technique Dragon Teng and the Holy Soul Sword Technique. The golden dragon spoke with joy.

The dragon soul smiled: "The Holy Dragon Technique, you have comprehended the Holy Dragon Technique for about five years, and you have comprehended the third layer of the Dragon Teng, in fact, you only need one opportunity, and now when you cast the Holy Soul Sword Technique, your own attack power can be increased by ten times, and there is also the escape technique of the Holy Rank powerhouse, the Phantom Dragon Escape Heavenly Step, plus my help, conservatively estimated, with your current strength, you don't have to take it to heart if you are a strong person below the Holy Rank realm." ”

Roar.

The golden dragon let out a burst of dragon groans, looking at its appearance very excited, the dragon body shook, countless dragon-shaped phantoms separated from the golden dragon's body, and then flew in the sword room, even, from a distance, the golden dragon's body could not be found.

"Dragon Soul, what do you mean, can I fight with the powerhouses of the Sword Venerable Realm in the future?" The golden dragon seemed to be quite proud, and as soon as the words fell, all the dragon-shaped phantoms in the sword house disappeared.

"In ancient times, when he was a strong Dragon King, he didn't even have the strength to contend with the Dragon Emperor, and now, although your comprehensive combat strength can be compared to the strong of the Sword Sect, but fighting with the real Sword Venerable powerhouse, you are almost no different from seeking death. The words of the dragon soul were like a basin of cold water, pouring down towards Ye Yundang's head.

"I understand, that is to say, in front of the Sword Venerable powerhouse, I have a chance to escape. The golden dragon roared.

Zheng.

In the sword competition room where there was only the golden dragon, a sword roar suddenly sounded, and the next moment, the golden dragon's body squirmed, and it was unbelievably transformed into a long sword lying in the air, the long sword was the same size as the previous golden dragon, exuding a strong blue light.

"What's the matter with the dragon soul? I—how did I become a sword?" the longsword let out a panicked cry.

Hearing the shout, the dragon soul transformed into a human form, and its two esoteric eyes closed slightly, and after some induction, he exclaimed: "You try the phantom clone of the phantom dragon retreating from the sky." ”

Brush, brush, brush...

According to what the dragon soul said, the long sword trembled, and in the next moment, tens of thousands of sword shadows filled all the space of the sword house, this scene was really terrifying, even the sect leader of the Holy Sword Sect, Gu Qingfeng, saw this scene, I am afraid that he would also have a dumbfounded expression.

"Dragon Soul, what the hell is going on? When I cast the Phantom Dragon Escape Heavenly Step, how could the human sword of the Holy Soul Sword Technique be transformed into a sword. After the long sword lying in the air finished speaking, the sword body trembled lightly and fell to the ground, and in an instant, it turned into Ye Yun's appearance.

"This saint understands that the unity of the human sword of the Holy Soul Sword Technique and the Holy Dragon Technique of the Phantom Dragon Escape Heavenly Step have the same effect, so when you are in the state of transforming into a dragon, when you cast the Holy Soul Sword Technique, you will transform into a sword. The dragon soul exclaimed, his face covered with shock.

Ye Yun pondered for a while, and said ecstatically: "Doesn't that mean that when I cast the Phantom Dragon Escape Step, when I appear in the form of a dragon, I can escape, and when I appear in the form of a sword, I can not only escape but also kill the enemy." ”

"The comprehension is quite high, no wonder you can comprehend the two top mental methods at the same time in half a year. The dragon soul said approvingly.

Early in the morning, when the golden light emitted by the golden sun covered the northern city and enveloped half of the Holy Sword Sect, Ye Yun finally walked out of the sword competition house that had been meditating for half a year, and then, walked towards the residence of the Heavenly Sword Academy.

Sanqing Palace, Gu Qingfeng sat in the main hall as usual, dealing with the affairs of the Holy Sword Sect, suddenly, the teleportation array at the door of the main hall flickered, raised his head and glanced at the door, looked at an empty chair in the hall, and said with a smile: "Senior brother's rush to the dust is getting more and more unfathomable. ”

"Senior brother, humorous as always. Another voice just fell in the main hall, and around the chair that Gu Qingfeng was staring at, there were suddenly ripples, and in a moment, an old man with white eyebrows and white hair appeared, the old man was the founder of the Wind Sword Academy, a fearless Taoist.

At this moment, the two descendants of the Sword Ancestor are in the Sanqing Palace, and the momentum exuded by the two has its own merits, although Gu Qingfeng, who is both the son of the Sword Ancestor and the disciple of the Sword Ancestor, has a solemn face, but the red hair on his head reveals the fire in his heart, and although the fearless Taoist is very arrogant on the outside, there are two vague figures in his heart.

"Say, what's the matter?" Gu Qingfeng could see through a qiē's eyes, and it didn't seem to be effective in front of the dreadnought Daoist.

The Dreadnought Daoist thought for a moment and spoke, "I heard Gao Ming say that the Heavenly Sword Academy has accepted a new disciple named Ye Yun, and he is still in the realm of the eighth-order Sword King?"

"En, he is a disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect, and his master is the Sword Monarch Jiang Yue. Gu Qingfeng had a faint smile on his face, as if he was waiting to see the joke of the junior brother in front of him.

"I didn't expect to become her apprentice grandson, and this origin is really a little incomprehensible. When the fearless Taoist spoke, a trace of imperceptible embarrassment flashed on his face, although he tried his best to hide it, he still did not escape Gu Qingfeng's sharp eyes.

"Senior brother, this seems to be a bit profound. Gu Qingfeng frowned slightly.

Seeing Gu Qingfeng's expression, the fearless Daoist suddenly got up and said, "Although he is a disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect and an apprentice of Jiang Yue, I have helped him step into the cultivation world more easily, and helped him complete the first step of becoming a sword cultivator, gathering qi and transforming the sword. ”

"Why are you helping him?" Gu Qingfeng frowned, and seemed to be a little displeased.

"Why? That's a good question. The dreadnought let out a chuckle, and then, with a hint of sadness on his face, said, "Don't you want the two of them?"

Gu Qingfeng shook his head slightly, and said: "Why should I think about them, one sword goes sideways, the other is rebellious, and the other is obsessed with women and does not want to make progress." ”

"The sword goes sideways, that's because you're forced to be helpless, it's rebellious, that's because you're fighting for your life with the sky, why can't you forgive her, and you love only one daughter in your life, which is also called obsessed with women? Making sacrifices for love is also called not enterprising?" The fearless Taoist looked ugly, and said: "One is your junior sister, the other is your son, now, the two have been missing for so long, don't you still refuse to forgive them?"

"Forgive, what's the use of forgiving now?" Gu Qingfeng shook his head slightly and sighed: "One is hidden, the other is missing, and the two of them are obviously hating me." ”

When the two of them said this, they were both silent, and after a long time, the fearless Taoist suddenly said, "Don't you recognize him?"

"Recognize each other, naturally, but not now. "The ancient breeze cut the railway.

"Then the junior brother will retire, I hope the senior brother's decision is right. The fearless Taoist left these words and turned to leave.

“......”

On the square of the Heavenly Sword Academy, when Ye Yun, who had finished practicing his sword, was about to leave, he met Mickey, and the two people who had not seen each other for more than half a year met again, and they talked a lot, especially Mickey, after half a year, he gave Ye Yun the original story that had happened on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

When Ye Yun heard that Mickey, who had entered the Sword Pavilion from within the herringbone light gate, was actually killed by another Ye Yun on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, he was quite shocked in his heart, he really couldn't figure it out, how could there be his phantom in the Sword Pavilion, however, if he couldn't figure it out, Ye Yun wouldn't rack his brains to think about it.

"Senior Brother Ye, how have you comprehended the Holy Soul Sword Technique?" Mickey, who had become a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect, almost burst into tears of joy when he learned about the power of the Holy Soul Sword Technique.

"After half a year of comprehension, there is no progress. Ye Yun said casually, Mickey's strength is already low, so he doesn't want to hit the other party, some things have developed to a certain level, and they will naturally know.

Mickey nodded thoughtfully and sighed: "Although the Holy Soul Sword Technique is the top technique of the Holy Sword Sect, the difficulty of comprehension is too rebellious, and some disciples of the Holy Sword Sect will not be able to comprehend it in their lifetime, I hope I am not one of them." ”

"Senior Brother Ye. ”

Just when Ye Yun and Mickey were talking, Wu Hou walked towards the two, and after the three of them greeted each other, Ye Yun looked at Wu Hou, ready to find out something about Yao Yuting, after all, he would not think that the woman who rescued him in the Spirit Domain would be bored and teasing him, and Ye Yun remembered that although Gu Qingfeng in the Sanqing Hall did not answer him about Yao Yuting, there was obviously a faint look of worry on the other party's face.

"Senior Brother Wuhou, within the Holy Sword Sect, have you ever known a woman named Yao Yuting. Looking at Wu Hou expectantly, Ye Yun did not deliberately ask about Yao Yuting, but out of a state of involuntary affection.

"Yao Yuting, she is the granddaughter of the sect master, have you seen her?" Wu Hou exclaimed, because, in the eyes of many disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, Yao Yuting is the goddess in their minds, and the goal they pursue, fair lady, gentleman, is the custom of the human race from ancient times to the present.

Seeing Wuhou's expression, Ye Yun thought for a moment and said, "I once had a relationship with her, and today, I just asked casually." ”

"Just ask casually, if you dare to hit the attention of this proud woman of the sky, you'll be done. Wu Hou sneered.

Seeing that Ye Yun and Wuhou were talking about the same person, completely ignoring their own existence, Mickey pretended to cough and wondered: "Who is this Yao Yuting, and she is a disciple of that courtyard?"

"The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Academy, the powerhouses of the Sword King realm, there are as many as 100,000 admirers, more than 100 suitors, and they are all the leading figures among the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, and there are more than 10,000 followers. Wu Hou felt again and again, and said.

"Heavenly Sword Academy disciple, I've been here for half a year, why haven't I seen her?" Ye Yun frowned.

"She is not in the Holy Sword Sect now, I heard that she went to the Ten Thousand Clans Genius Battlefield. Wu Hou's words were amazing, because Ye Yun and Mickey had never heard of the Ten Thousand Clans Genius Battlefield.

"What kind of place is that?" Ye Yun and Mickey said in unison.

A look of yearning and horror flashed on Wuhou's face, and he said solemnly: "That is the grave of the young generation of monks of the Dongyan Ten Thousand Clans, that is the place where the geniuses of the Dongyan Continent died, and that is the place where the outstanding geniuses of the Dongyan Ten Thousand Clans preach." ”