The shadow of the tree, among the eaves, Ye Chen sat down, probing the slightest meridian in his body, there was no sign in his body, but near the lower abdomen, the strange thing was that on the nine meridians, nine seals were carved, Ye Chen had tried to break it with spiritual power, but ...... This seal seems to be innate.

"My Yin Yang Life Soul?" Ye Chen saw that the life soul in his body was no longer Yang's, it turned out to be like the chaotic beast he saw that day, lying in Ye Chen's dantian, spitting and sucking opposite Ye Chen.

The yin and yang little beast opened its eyes suddenly, the brilliance floated in Ye Chen's body, Ye Chen's spirit was opposite to the little beast, one person and one beast were opposed, as if the world next to it had disappeared, a force that was not under Ye Chen's control, raised Ye Chen's arm, put it on the head of the little beast, and the chaotic soul rubbed into Ye Chen's body, Ye Chen stayed in place, and his eyes lost their pupils.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen looked at his hands, I see! Ye Chen's life soul ability needs a complete medium, jasper spiritual fire, which blends with Ye Chen, complementing each other, but sealing Ye Chen's eighty percent ability, the increase has become two percent of the previous one, and Ye Chen still doesn't want it at a critical moment, forcibly double the strength.

Otherwise, the higher the realm, the greater the backlash you get. However, this transformation not only gets all aspects of the body, but also increases the sword intent.

"It's too slow, I say, are you really the owner of this body?"

At this moment, Ye Chen, who had just come back to his senses, heard the voice of Martial Emperor Ye Chen in his body, Martial Emperor Ye Chen snatched half of Ye Chen's life soul away, and the strange thing is that the separation of these two halves does not seem to have any effect.

Hey! Ye Chen sighed slightly, he still remembered that he owed Martial Emperor Ye Chen a favor.

——

Contribution points? That's a question!

Just when Ye Chen had a headache, bang, there was a sound of kicking the door, coming in from the outside, lying in the groove, there were really people who came to the door to find fault these days, Ye Chen mentioned God and went out.

"Feng Qing?" Ye Chen saw the figure behind him, and there was a sturdy man standing next to him, with muscles bursting up and down, giving people a sense of immediacy.

Yan Ke, ranked thirty-eighth in the inner door, majoring in the physical body.

"That one is called Ye Chen, get out of here for Lao Tzu!" "Of the ten flesh cultivators, nine of them are like bears. This is the unanimous view of most people, not just Ye Chen's feelings.

Ye Chen paced by, only to see Yan Ke's steel-like arm take out a challenge letter from his waist, throw it away, and fly towards Ye Chen, the moment he took it, Cang Song's strength was actually hidden in a thin piece of paper, this person is not simple.

Open envelope, seven days, ring, jousting!

Ye Chen just honed his realm, lacking a whetstone.

“......”

The calm surface of the sect began to set off some ripples, and it might as well be the most attractive topic, the competition between Ye Chen and Yan Ke was a heat wave that swept the sect.

Regardless of their status, they are all talking about it, and even many elders have heard of it.

"Hey, have you heard, a miscellaneous disciple is going to compete with Senior Brother Yan Ke. ”

"Uh-huh! I heard that, it seems like it's quite big!"

"The two of you are nothing, now that the competition between the two has spread, the proportion of the gambling game has reached fifty to one!"

"What! I was forty when I first came!"

“......”

Ye Chen, who was standing diagonally in the corner of the wall, was holding a piece of grass in his mouth, chewing it with relish, and when he heard the words of the group of disciples, he became a fragrant dumpling.

The weather is still good today, hey! Ye Chen closed his eyes and recalled the Yan Ke he saw that day, to be honest, Ye Chen didn't have much confidence in his heart, and stretched his waist deeply.

"Ye Chen, Ye Chen, look!" came Murong's smoky voice in the distance.

“？”

A crystal clear long sword in Murong Hanyan's hand, as if it was irradiated by the sun, as if it had lost its divinity, Ye Chen said stupidly, "This is ......"

"The shadow is like cold sand, the god seems to be invisible, the shadow sword!"

Ye Chen nodded again and again, seeing the skillful carving of the sword hilt, the slender sword hilt like a pronounced sentence, with rotation as the main type, and the sword body seemed to be made of special materials, which was so transparent.

Murong smiled sweetly, "This Shadow Divine Sword is what I saw in the family, and the one in front of me is just an imitation, but it should also be of great help to you." ”

The cold sword in Ye Chen's hand seemed to be held in nothing, it was such an elegant sword, and the lightness of the body and shape in the swing had never been experienced, Murong stood in place with a smile, thinking of the sword in the family.

The people in the clan don't seem to use it like this, the fluttering sword has never bloomed on their own figure, the law of the hilt makes the sword pervasive, the smart breath is wonderful, the sword swings around the enemy, and it stands in the absolute realm.

Tibetan characters, the top secret of the clan, should he teach Ye Chen or not. Murong Hanyan looked unable to control the sword in front of him, and his eyes were scorching.

Whew-After Murong Hanyan was distracted, Ye Chen let out a long breath, threw the sword heavily, and with the sword dance with Ye Chen's body that was rising closely.

"There are things in the mind, and all things are invisible. Murong poured out a few words, it seemed that he had already thought about it when he was about to build a sword for Ye Chen.

The scorching sun was like fire, beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping, and the light reflected that Ye Chen was holding the Shadow God Sword, and there was a touch of silence in the courtyard, Ye Nan followed the cultivation of his master, and he may not have come back for a long time.

"Say Cao Cao Cao arrived," just as Ye Nan's trace was recited, Ye Nan's hurried footsteps outside the door stepped up.

Ye Nan, who had an anxious look on his face, had something in his eyes, "Ye Chen, you're in big trouble this time." ”

Ye Chen faced Ye Nan, who was unrelenting, "Is this competition?"

Ye Nan nodded slightly, and as soon as he heard the news, he rushed back from the deep mountains and old forests, and said: "Others think that Yan Ke is a physical cultivator, in a mountain forest, when cultivating, I happened to see Yan Ke using a knife to hone an iron essence, and his knife skills are definitely not idle." ”

"Oh?" Ye Chen frowned, the harsh meaning added to the letter at that time, Ye Chen had a rough feeling in his heart, either a sword or a sword, Ye Nan's words made Ye Chen even more confirmed.

"Ye Chen, go, follow me to see the master. "Yan Ke's physical cultivation just revealed is already incomprehensible, who will understand the knife technique that Ye Nan saw that day.

“......”

Lonely ...... deep in the forest

"Ye Chen, let me tell you, when you arrive, always be ready for the greatest awakening in your life. ”

"How can this be? Is your master terrible?"

"Uh...... How do you say it?" Ye Nan scratched his head, and then said: "It's not easy for me to be a disciple, I'll know when you arrive." ”

“......”

The more you go ahead, the more hazy it becomes, this is ...... A mountain of swords!

Even though Ye Chen has seen a lot of the market, the mighty sword mountain, and countless wonderful sword shapes, the gloomy feeling does not make people feel very comfortable, and the fluttering branches are full of gloom.

During the walk, Ye Chen felt that the more he walked, countless swords were aimed at him, and he would die if he moved, if there were countless living people here, Ye Chen would not hesitate to feel that the next moment everyone would destroy themselves without even ashes.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, the sword heart is my heart, and the sword bone is the proud bone. The River Styx is coming, afraid of here?

Bang bang! tick click~

A melody began to sound in the mountains, fluttering from the top of the mountain, and countless swords that were about to break out of their scabbards began to calm down.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, a sloppy-looking man appeared, with hair that had not been combed for many years, and a long beard, and his cheeks could be vaguely seen, but his appearance was not clear.

Holding the guzheng in his hand, his obsessive eyes kept wandering, and his skillful technique was played, Ye Nan signaled Ye Chen not to make a sound, it seems that this sloppy-looking person is the master in Ye Nan's mouth.

Quietly and gloomy, the sound is leisurely, not like playing music, but like swords fighting, like a battlefield, a sword with uneven handles, as if it is Boya and Ziji, listen carefully to this song.

The music falls –

"Someone's coming, who did you bring with you, apprentice?"

"Master, this is a brother in my clan, and I would like to ask my master for some advice. ”

The deep black pupils glanced at Ye Chen deeply, the sword heart was arrogant, the sword intent was thin, and he was a good seedling. Then with a wave of his hand, a martial art appeared in front of Ye Chen, and his eyes were subtle.

The foundation is perfect, and now the most suitable practice is to be quiet and moving, and the rest of the indifferent sword moves are all inaction, the move to control the enemy, only one move is real, and the rest are false moves, and putting the sword against the opponent's neck is the last word.

Ha woo~ Long stretched his waist, I said Ye Nan, when will you also practice a sword heart for me, you might as well go down the mountain for a while.

Hehe~ Ye Nan smiled bitterly, who knew that if you take a chicken wing test at the bottom of the mountain, you can also receive a cheap master......