Dominating Sword Immortal

The 207th chapter

Looking over the side of the leaf dust, Guo Lanyue said: Have you seen it? This is the strength of the seven nights, each of which is the top power of the younger generation. In Nanzhuo, even the Six Pinzong Gates are inferior to the moon-rises in this respect. One night will eventually become famous in the seven nights.

"Hey! Guo deacon, don't go out."

On the sixth night, she solved a six-level monster that rushed to Guo Lanyue, reminding her that she was looking for Ye Chen.

Guo Lanyue is sorry for a smile, too many people and monsters, Ye Chen does not seem to like high-profile, how can not find where he is.

"Death hurricane!"

The younger generation, the highest-tune is undoubtedly the 25th Wuliang Yu of the previous Qianlong list. His wings are fanned, the darkness is shining, and numerous arc-shaped slamming waves are superimposed to form a hurricane-like 斩. Hit the wave group, raging over the beasts over and over again.

"It's too exaggerated! This hit code kills a hundred monsters, including three six-level monsters!"

"When the Black Ravens used the black crow Dafa to name Nanzhuo, today's Wuliangyu is much stronger than the younger Black Ravens. The ordinary Wuyuan martial arts are not his opponents."

"The tenth of the Black Crow Dafa is really desperate!"

Looking at the criss-crossing cracks on the ground, many warriors around the world secretly screamed, too fierce, this person is not the first person to come to Jinding City, the first generation of the Qianlongbang competition, is expected to rush into the top twenty Even the top fifteen, shocked Nan Zhuo domain.

"Hey, Murong Allure, the last session of the Dragon Dungeon competition, I know that you have not done your best, only relying on the sixth realm of the Tianfa Dafa, and you have already reached the seventh weight, now you should be around the eighth weight, Although the devil's Dafa is the top-level method of the prefecture, the gap will not be too far off the mark. With the tenth weight of my black crow, I will be able to truly defeat you and convince you to make you a woman. In the Dragon List competition, I will definitely be able to enter the top ten. With my secret skills carefully prepared, after the top ten, who is my opponent?" Wu Liangyu is very angry, the Black Ravens have three apprentices, and the other two apprentices only black. Crow Dafa practiced to the seventh and eighth heavy realm. Only he was brave and refined, and reached the tenth weight. In more than two years, he cultivated the high-level exercises at the prefecture level to the tenth. This speed is absolutely super fast.

Wu Liangyu couldn't help but scream at the scene of her own game.

boom!

A circle of light black shock waves spread out from the body of Wu Liang Yu, and the surrounding beasts gathered in the vicinity, and the body was volcanized.

"Lonely peak lore!"

Abandoning the large-scale attack swordsmanship, Ye Chen began to prepare for the integration of the Lonely Thirteen Sword. His body shape is erratic. Every step, the star mark sword will have a sword in the hand, and one sword will come out, there will be another one. The beast is killed, and the six-level monster is no exception.

"Fast, fast, need faster!"

Directly from the sword to move up and down, the fusion speed is very slow, Ye Chen has a new way, want to display the lonely peak lore at an absolute speed, and then understand that very quiet from the very fast, the solitary peak lore needs this is very quiet Only by comprehending the silence can we integrate the solitary peaks faster.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

In the incomprehensibility of the people, Ye Chen puts the avatar into the limit, and the sword light flashes, such as the antelope hanging angle, such as the sky, every angle of the sword is absolutely different, but can be from each sword See common ground.

A headed monster fell down and the wound was fatal.

"This man's sword is so sharp, a sword kills a monster."

"Well, yes, if he is against me, I can't escape this sword. The speed of this sword is not super fast, but it makes me feel guilty."

"Not super fast, why do I feel very fast, I can't see my fast eyes."

"Yes! It's very fast!"

"Not fast!"

The level of the monster in front is not too high, and the six-level monsters that occasionally rushed over are also killed by the masters. Many warriors do not feel too much pressure, pay attention to the younger generation, and pay attention to the people of Ye Chen. There are also quite a few, but soon they have a disagreement. The reason is that Ye Chen’s sword is not fast, some say super fast, and some say it is not as fast as others.

"No, I feel his sword is getting up."

"me too."

"Strange, how do I feel slower."

After a while, the differences between the two sides have caused differences.

Ye Chen did not pay attention to the opinions of the people around him, and he still did his own thing.

laugh!

A six-level monster has no time to react, and there are many bleeding holes in the neck, and blood columns are ejected.

"Sure enough, it's a bit of an effect."

Just a sword, Ye Chen is very casual, the speed and power are unexpectedly large, and the six-level monsters have no reaction time.

"However, the static understanding has already had a bottleneck, and now it is time to think backwards, and it is extremely fast to understand from the very quiet."

From time to time, my thoughts flashed through my mind. However, Ye Chen felt that he had never been so calm now, as if he was just a passer-by, watching himself play a lonely peak, listening to the voice in his mind, the heart waved and looked faint.

call out!

In the eyes of most people, the sword in the hands of Ye Chen disappeared, and the color of life in the eyes of a monster was lost. The speed of the beast was slow. The only thing that was not slow was the sword of Ye Chen. His sword has been seen. I don’t see it. If it’s not a sword, there are tiny ripples in the air. They don’t even know if Ye Chen has a sword. It’s maddening that many people can see the trajectory of this sword. The speed of the beast is very fast, and the monsters seem to be on the tip of the sword.

"It's so weird! You found it!"

There are many Baoyuan martial artists who come to Jinding City. Among them, there are many top-level martial artists in the late Yuanyuan. Their strengths must be above the young masters of most of the Qianlong list. Some can even kill the savage wolves. Waiting for the six-level monster beast, dozens of meters away, there are two such characters who noticed the leaf dust, the left one killed the six-level monster, and the brow wrinkled slightly.

"Swords are fast and slow, you should be comprehending what!"

"Old man, this time you said wrong, his swordsmanship always maintains the same speed, only an occasional sword will be unexpectedly fast."

"Hey, let me see."

By the companion, the person on the right raised interest.

Soon, he smiled bitterly: "It is true that I was deceived by the artistic concept of swordsmanship. His sword will not change in most cases. I don't know what it is."

“It makes people feel slow and slow, it should be a landscape!”

"Shanshui Artistic Concept?" The man looked at the other side with astonishment. The two men were almost the same, and they all hugged the peaks of the Yuan Dynasty. But the other side could even kill the savage wolves with the ancient sacred beasts, which is much better than their own. With the eyesight of the other party, I can see what I want, so I want to hear the explanation.

This person shook his head. "The landscape is far and near, the sword is fast and slow, and the explanation is in fact. It is actually the mystery of space. When standing close, the sword certainly arrives one step at a time, standing far, and the sword arrives one step later. He promotes the sword by the artistic conception of the landscape, which will cause people to have the illusion, the sense of space is chaotic, and the subtle judgment is lost. This is terrible. If the military is in a short space, you will think about what will happen."

The person on the right spits out a breath. "That is naturally dead."

"Yes, let's not say anything else. If this person continues to grow up, the sword will reach a terrible level, exceeding the horror we imagine."

"There is such a mystery, you can see it at a glance."

"Hey, I had the privilege of talking to a swordsman who was full of swordsmanship. He said that holding a sword in his hand would extend a distance from a bare-handed person. This distance is space, so the swordsman has to exercise a sense of space. There is no achievement in the sense of space. The sword is like a beast locked in a cage, and it is confined to it all his life."

"Understanding the swordsman with perfect swordsmanship! Hey, this group of people is perverted and rare. Although there are three thousand roads, the development direction of each road is different. The kendo is undoubtedly the main killing, one killing one person. Ten swords kill ten people, which is a veritable killer."

"The swordsmen who understand the sword are the real swordsmen. Only they can push the sword to a higher level and qualify for the martial arts!"

Ye Chen didn't hear the two people's words. Hearing the words, he must be very surprised. He only knows the importance of space after he has merged the 13th sword of the Lonely Peak. It is expected that the swordsman knows this and knows better than him. More detail.

In fact, Ye Chen does not know his own power. The real swordsman generally realizes that Dacheng’s swordsmanship and even the swordsmanship will only realize the importance of space. His current sword is only 40%, and he has achieved some sense of space. Let the swordsman who understands the perfect sword know that it is undoubtedly even more surprising. As for those who do not use swords, they will not pay too much attention to this aspect.

"There is a slow mood in the fast, a fast mood in the slow, and now I almost did it. I only broke through that point, and the two are combined."

Unconsciously, Ye Chen merged with the tenth style of the Lonely Peak and the Thirteen Swords. The power of the Lonely Peak and the Lonely Mountain went up to the next level. It has a deeper understanding of the fast and slow mood, that is, the landscape and the artistic conception. Unfortunately, the space remains unchanged. Become a person, encounter a powerful master, it is difficult to be confused, encounter a swordsman with the same sword, the effect will be worse, not enough to kill.

"Fast, fast, faster!"

"Slow, slow, slower!"

Ye Chen, who lost his mind, will play such a sword back and forth, hoping to find something out of it and get a breakthrough.

The beasts that besieged the leaf dust are very depressed. If the other party kills them with absolute strength, they will only be unwilling, but now, the other party does not give himself any chance. A sword is stabbed casually, and he is inexplicably dead, bleak. In the pupil, the figures of the companions are printed. They are like themselves, and they fall down one by one. The wounds are all fatal.

The battle went from noon to night, and there were millions of dead beasts and many dead warriors. The soil was covered with mud and broken weapons. The blood and water gathered together into a river, flowing and smashing the land outside Jinding City. Sensation is shocking.

The tireless leaf dust is light and floating, and the sword light will come, there will be death.

It can be found that his swordsmanship has improved, giving people a feeling of lightness and lightness. At this time, Guo Lanyue finally found the image of Ye Chen.