Chapter 620: The Contest (I)
The power of this sword was indeed far beyond Yang Ming's imagination, but he didn't expect that this healing would make his strength skyrocket so much, which made him feel unreal in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Yang Ming really couldn't imagine that once he attacked with all his strength, then what kind of status the power of this sword would reach, at least, when facing the powerhouse of the Divine Realm, it would no longer be slaughtered like it was at the beginning.
Now, according to his own strength, even in the face of a strong person who has just entered the Divine Realm, he must be able to compete with one or two.
Thinking of this, a touch of excitement suddenly appeared in Yang Ming's heart.
The realm of the gods, this is the top powerhouse in Kyushu, once you enter this realm, it means that you have really squeezed into the sequence of the powerhouses in Kyushu.
Even if he didn't step into the realm of channeling, he could have the power to compete with the realm of channeling, which was enough for Yang Ming to walk sideways on the rivers and lakes.
"Haha......"
Carrying one hand behind his back, and holding the powerful energy raging black ruler in the other, Yang Ming suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter rolled, like thunder, slowly spreading in the cabin.
Hearing this hearty laughter, the high priest's heart couldn't help but relax slightly, and a relaxed smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
"What a lucky boy......"
Feeling Yang Ming's increasingly powerful aura, the old priest couldn't help but show a happy smile on his face, during this time, he was worried almost every day, and his spirit was in a tense state, once Yang Ming had an accident, he would save people as soon as possible.
With such a high degree of concentration, even a strong person like the high priest could not help but feel a sense of exhaustion in his heart.
Standing in the barrel, Yang Ming was covered by only a pair of shorts on his body, and his eyes looked through the somewhat messy cabins around him, and a look of embarrassment flashed on his face.
Because of the skyrocketing strength just now, it was inevitable that I was a little proud in my heart, so I ......
"Hehe, it's really gratifying that the little brother was able to get the approval of this sword qi!" The high priest didn't seem to see the embarrassment on Yang Ming's face, stepped forward with a gentle step, and immediately said with a smile.
"The high priest said and laughed, this time the junior was just a fluke!" Yang Ming smiled, and then waved his sleeve robe lightly, and the messy scene around seemed to have been swept away, and it was instantly swept away by a strong wind, and even the ravines that appeared on the ground were buried by the wind and sand.
It's a spectacular scene!
Seeing this scene, the high priest's eyes suddenly lit up slightly, this kind of means is nothing for him, because he can also do it easily, no, it should be any strong person in the Divine Realm who can do this, only the person who gives birth to the power of the divine soul can give full play to the internal force.
But here's the problem, Yang Ming's strength is only in the Tongqi Realm, how did he control the internal force so accurately, and he was able to restore everything almost with his backhand, and that spectacular momentum was not weaker than that of a strong man in the Tongshen Realm.
This is what the high priest is most puzzled about.
Although there is only one word difference between the two realms of Tongshen and Tongqi, the strength is very different, and with the hand just now, it can be seen that Yang Ming's control of internal force is no less than that of a powerhouse in the Tongshen realm.
In the blink of an eye, everything destroyed will be restored, although it cannot be compared with the original situation, but if you can do this, you already have the posture of a real powerhouse.
At this moment, the high priest suddenly felt a little emotion in his heart, this little guy is really too perverted.
"Hehe, little brother is humble, with your current aura, I'm afraid you have already broken through the peak of the Tongqi Realm, right?" the high priest's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately said with a smile.
The high priest knew very well in his heart that before he was healed, Yang Ming's strength was only in the middle of the Tongqi Realm, and now, Yang Ming's strength has reached the peak of the Tongqi Realm, and in just a few months, the latter has advanced by leaps and bounds, all the way to the peak of the Tongqi Realm, and there are several small realms before and after, he really can't figure out what Yang Ming has experienced during this time, which can make his strength skyrocket to such a point.
"Hehe, it's just a fluke!" Yang Ming scratched his head, his expression was a little weird, this time the breakthrough was almost in a deep sleep, during which he also lost consciousness, and when he woke up, everything was over.
Speaking of which, this is Yang Ming's most bizarre breakthrough.
"Use all your strength and let the old man see, how far has your strength reached?" the high priest glanced at Yang Ming deeply, and then said with a smile.
In fact, the high priest was also quite curious, Yang Ming, who had obtained the inheritance of the Ninefold Sword Saint, after this breakthrough, what step had his strength reached?
"Hehe, this is the honor of the juniors, and please show mercy to the seniors!" Yang Ming chuckled, and then looked at the smiling high priest with some burning eyes, and a strong war intent suddenly erupted on his body.
The high priest wanted to see Yang Ming's strength, and he didn't want to know the strength of the high priest.
"Hehe, in front of the old man, you can still raise your fighting spirit, yes, it's really good......" The high priest nodded slightly, and his words were full of appreciation.
You must know that the high priest is a rare top powerhouse in Kyushu, and his strength has reached an extremely terrifying level, in front of him, few people can mention the fighting spirit, but Yang Ming has done it.
"Come on, let the old man see how far your strength has reached in the past few months?" With a slight wave of the sleeve robe, a faint silver light burst out from the high priest's body, like the Milky Way above the nine heavens, giving people a deep feeling.
"How many months? I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, I would have been in retreat for a few months......" Hearing the words of the high priest, Yang Ming couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then nodded slightly, and his figure suddenly flashed, appearing behind the high priest like a ghost.
"Old-timer, offended!"
As soon as the words fell, a sudden sound of breaking wind appeared behind the high priest, and the black ruler slashed at the high priest's neck like a ghost.
Feeling the sound of breaking the air behind him, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the high priest's mouth, and with a flick of his fingers, a powerful energy burst out and slammed into the body of the ruler.
"Bang Chang—"
In an instant, the sound of the handover of gold and iron suddenly exploded, and at this time, Yang Ming also felt that there was a powerful huge force above the ruler's body, which made his body feel light, and after quickly retreating more than a dozen steps, he slowly stabilized his figure.
"The speed is good, but the strength is a little bad!" Turning around slowly, the high priest looked at Yang Ming with a solemn face, and then said with a smile.
Hearing this, Yang Ming did not answer, he was slightly silent for a long time, the soles of his feet stomped on the ground again, and there was a violent muffled sound on the ground, and Yang Ming's figure disappeared again in place in an instant.
"Sword Interception, First Style!"
The black giant ruler was like an ancient giant sword, and on the tip of the ruler, a deep sword appeared, which immediately extended along the tip of the ruler, and finally condensed into a thick sword.
The figure was in the void, and suddenly a yellow phantom crossed it, and the speed was probably far beyond two hundred miles, almost outrageously fast.
When the sword light drew a terrifying light in the void, Yang Ming's figure appeared in front of the high priest like lightning, and the earthy yellow sword in his hand slashed at the high priest again.
Seeing this, the high priest's eyes lit up slightly, and then he lightly bowed his head, and a strong sense of appreciation appeared in his eyes......