Dominating Sword Immortal

Before returning to Yejia, Ye Niu went to the Southern Shallow Alliance. Since the yellow robe was killed by him, nowadays, the ally of the Southern Shallow Alliance is not others, it is Sun Tai, the chief of the Shuihu family.

After all, Sun Tai is a new demon king, barely regarded as a middle-ranking king. Before Sun Xiaojin did not grow up, the Shuiyu people did not have the strength to press on other forces in the Southern Shallow Alliance. If there is no leaf dust, Sun Qin has been shut down. In the secret prison, there is no day.

In the past, Ye Chen planned to see what was wrong. For Sun Tai to take the position of the ally, individual vice-presidents could not have no idea.

Perhaps Ye Chen underestimated his deterrence. The Southern Shallow Alliance was well organized and there was no trouble. The forces of the various parties did not have the performance of Sun Tai, and they did their best and did their best.

"There is no peace in the league. Although several sub-communists are not convinced of me, they all know that they are not arrogant. But it is a bit unsteady for Black Island and the demon gods. In the near future, they have robbed me of many resources in the South China Sea."

Sun Tai told Ye Chen about some recent things.

"No problem, I will make them honest."

When the leaf dust talked, he broke into the void.

The demon **** is a major overlord in the deep sea of ​​the South, and its power is second only to the chaotic magic sea, and is the same as Heiji Island.

In the sky, the figure of Ye Chen emerged.

Without any nonsense, Ye Chen directly displayed the swordsmanship of the earth. The purple giant sword sneaked into the seabed. When it came up, it became all black, and the horrible suffocating waves were scattered, and the sword rushed.

"The demon king, it seems that I have not scared you last time."

While talking, Ye Chenjian pointed to a point, the black giant sword smashed toward the island where the demon **** taught.

Card wipe!

The demon gods have a major guardianship, but under the black giant sword, there is no difference between the tofu and the tortoise.

Next, the island also suffered from the attack of Ye Chen. Many of the island’s masters were frightened and no one dared to take the lead.

In a palace under the sea, three people stand there.

"This leaf dust is so arrogant."

It is the landlord who is only at the time, and the body is full of evil spirits.

"Just let him rejoice for a while, waiting for our army to sweep the entire real world, he can't cry too late."

The black emperor is also evil.

"Don't underestimate the speed of growth. This person is only seen in my life. Maybe it will be a big obstacle for us."

The ancestors of the golden ancestors who want to hide some evil spirits said.

"Unfortunately, we have not been able to get acquainted with this body, or else we can kill him with our strength."

"No hurry, there are evil spirits. In this war, we will inevitably win the final victory. At that time, our evil spirits can at least divide up to 30% of the real world. How much resources should there be?"

After spending a week, Ye Chen finally recovered the real yuan.

"It is time to go to the palace to accept the title."

The deadline for Feng Wangdian to accept the title is one year. If he does not go within one year, the temple will send him directly. Now it is almost a year away.

The Tianwu Mountain Fengwang Mountain is a giant mountain with a height of tens of thousands of mountains. It is flat and cut like a knife. A quaint and magnificent square is located on it.

Hey!

The space was slightly swaying, and Ye Chen came to the Fangwangdian Square.

Raised his head, there is a plaque on the door of the main hall. There are three ancient characters in the plaque, one king hall. These three words not only have the style of the word, but the pen travels with dragons and contains infinite momentum, even if it is leaf dust, facing These three words will be short of a big cut, as if they are not facing three words but a mountain that can never climb, a vast starry sky.

"A good will."

Ye Chen does not know who wrote these three words. But what is certain is that those who wrote these three words have incorporated their will into it. Anyone who comes to the palace of Wang Wang will be admired. I dare not be disrespectful.

It seems that the arrival of the leaf dust is felt, and the door of the palace hall is opened automatically, and the lights inside are lit up.

Slightly spit out, Ye Chen walked in.

Hey.

The door of the palace hall was closed.

"Is that the seal of Wang Zhu?"

Ye Chen did not care about the closing of the temple door. His sight fell on a bronze pillar in the middle of the main hall. There were many titles on it. From top to bottom, it was dense and innumerable. The first title was not the ancient emperor. The ancient emperor was the first to seal the emperor, but it was not the first king of life and death.

"After waiting for a long time, I finally came one!"

A tender voice suddenly remembered.

"Who?"

Ye Chen did not know where the sound came from.

"Hey, I am here." At the top of Feng Wangzhu, a petite figure jumped down and fixed his eyes. It was a child, about ten years old, with long lips and red teeth and white eyes.

"You are the temple spirit?"

Asked by the dust temptation.

"Not bad."

The temple spirit is a proud look.

"In the next leaf dust, it is to seal the king." Ye Chen is a little funny, this temple looks like a child, he does not think that this is born.

"I naturally know!" Dian Ling looked at Ye Chen, and the young man nodded. "Your gas field is very strong, very good. I ask you, you want to seal a king, or to compete with the sword king. I see you. Qualified to compete for the title of Sword King, although not easy, the possibility of failure is great."

"My current strength, challenge the sword king will also have a great chance of failure?"

Ye Chen asked, his combat power is already the limit of the five-star hegemon. If there is time to accumulate power, it can even explode the six-star force.

The temple spirit rolled his eyes. "You think that you can compete for the title of the sword king. Don't dream, fight for the title of sword king. It is not the strength of the sword, but your understanding of the kendo. You will find out when you are. Even the killing tricks can't be released, because there is no time to save the killing tricks, only the ordinary moves can be used to fight, the soul can not be released, the life of the people is very long, in the early days, some people have deep opportunities, some people's chances shallow

o At this time, although the people with deep hou are strong, they are not saying that the opportunity is shallow.

o, weaker than him in talent. ”

"I will show you some fragments first, and you will know how strong the sword king in the same period is in the kendo." The temple spirit waved a hand, and before the seal of Wang Zhu, a light curtain appeared, and the light curtain began to appear. The image, there are two people, very young, one looks ordinary, the look is dull, an imposing, extremely fierce, they hold an iron sword in their hands.

"Strong."

At first glance, Ye Chen knows that these two people are very strong, but I don’t know why. His eyes are staring at the ordinary young people. This person’s momentum is not obvious, but it does not give people a very mediocre feeling. He is like a peerless sword, hidden deep in the scabbard, and no trace of swords.

As for the imposing young man, squatting on the body, giving people a sense of sharpness in cutting the skin, seems to be the incarnation of the sword, the air machine is the sword, the hair is the sword, the eyes are the sword, the flying clothes are the sword, and What he has to do, what is a sword, if it is said that he is weak, Ye Chen is the first to not believe.

"The two are very strong, and the ordinary look should be the ancient sword king! I don't know who the young man is in the air." Ye Chen said in the heart.

On the light curtain, the two sides played against each other.

The first shot was the imposing young man. He waved the iron sword and his body flashed. It was a sword that went straight down. This sword was incomparably decisive. It seemed that everything could be cut off, and Ye Chen found it. The action is too fast, like a fast lens. Is this related to the spirit of the temple saying that you don’t even have time to release the killings? Is it related?

Ding!

when! when!

In the next scene, Ye Chen’s eyes were smashed into a seam, three swords, and only three swords. The imposing young man was defeated, and the whole person was cut off.

Ordinary young people do not shoot, but when they shoot, the other party's momentum is for him. The last sword, amazing, a sword out, the world is eclipsed, ordinary swords, and even this kind of stunning.

"How?" asked the temple spirit with a smile.

"Who is the sword king's opponent?"

Between the leaves.

Dian Ling replied: "It is also a very famous swordsman, called Tianjian Wang. Due to the rules, I can't show you the most powerful images, but this day, the sword king, in the swordsmen of the past and present, is also ranked before. The existence of Twenty, but in the hands of the sword king, he could not stop even the three swords."

"If you don't have confidence, don't challenge, because without confidence, you will inevitably lose. This is for sure., and the spirit of the temple yawned.

"It is not important to have confidence. What is important is that I don't think I will lose.

In the eyes of Ye Chen, there is a long-lost warfare that can fight the most powerful and most stunning swordsman in the past and present. There are not many opportunities, maybe only once.

"Interesting, then I will send you a fight with him!"

The temple spirit palms toward Ye Chen, then grabs a human figure and sends it into the suspended light curtain.

Turning around, Ye Chen didn't expect the temple spirit to be so powerful, directly helping him to condense the spiritual thoughts, and sent them to an unknown place, and there was no way to fight back.

This is a bamboo forest, the breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves are aware of the shaking of the cable.

The implementation of the soles of the feet, the heart of Ye Chen, calmed down.

Opposite, slowly walked over a figure, although I can't see the appearance, but from his plain momentum, since the ancient sword king, every swordsman wants to defeat the strongest swordsman.

In the palace of the King of the Kings, the temple spirit that had previously yawned seriously, and to be honest, Ye Chen is one of the top swordsmen he has ever seen. Among the swordsmen from the past and the present, at least the top three can be ranked. Otherwise, he will not With Ye Chen so much nonsense, he also showed him the battle between Tianjianwang and the ancient sword king. Ordinary swordsmen can enjoy such treatment without this qualification.

"Ye Chen, whether you lose or win, this battle will be passed on to future generations."

The temple spirit took a sip from the fruit and was vague.