Martial Arts Emperor

Wow!

Ye Yan stepped on the red floor, and the light suddenly flickered, and he left this place and returned to the huge palace.

Looking at the remaining five colors, Ye Yan concentrated slightly, and then stepped to one place.

The light flickered and Ye Yan disappeared from here again.

When Ye Yan reappeared, the spiritual energy in front of him was extremely rich. In front of him was a large mountain with a waterfall falling from it, and a huge stone standing by the river.

"Record: 100 impacts!"

There are six big characters written on the boulder.

This made Ye Yan concentrate. This is where the disciples of Canghuang Sword Mountain practice.

However, Ye Yan did not leave. Since there is a record written here, if he breaks this record, there may be rewards, right?

With this thought, Ye Yan was also ready to step towards the pool.

call out!

But at this moment, a figure also stepped in.

The same young man wore a gray robe and had determination in his eyes. After seeing Ye Yan, he nodded towards Ye Yan and said, "Brother, I want to give it a try too, why don't we come together?"

"good!"

Ye Yan smiled, suddenly moved, and entered the pool with the young man in gray robe.

The water in the pool was bone-chilling, and just stepping into it made Ye Yan frown slightly.

Next to him, the same was obviously true for the young man.

However, neither Ye Yan nor the young man in gray robes made any sound of pain. The two of them stepped forward directly towards the place where the waterfall fell.

boom!

In just a moment, the two of them were at the bottom of the waterfall.

Then there was a huge impact and it fell.

At this moment, Ye Yan just fully felt the power of this waterfall. The water flow inside seemed ordinary, but every few breaths, a powerful spiritual power fell down, violently bombarding their bodies.

Simple first

The power of the Tao made the two of them look pale.

"snort!"

The young man in gray robes sneered coldly, gritted his teeth, then closed his eyes and tightened his body to bear it.

Ye Yan glanced at this man and was a little surprised. His cultivation method was a bit strange, and the other person's aura was a bit mysterious, but Ye Yan could still see his realm.

Saint realm!

This boy looks to be only one year older than me, right?

An eighteen-year-old saint?

He is definitely not from this area. When Yun Feixue became a saint at the age of twenty, he broke the record and became the youngest saint in this area. This person should not be from the Xuanzong, Yun Clan, Huoyuan Sect and other forces, and Ye Yan was curious about his identity for a while.

However, Ye Yan also sat cross-legged under the impact of the waterfall, and then closed his eyes.

These waterfalls are extremely powerful and allow Ye Yan to hone his spiritual power.

Boom!

The waterfall roared like thunder.

And these two young men are constantly practicing here.

During this period, many people also stepped in here, including cultivators from Water Emperor Pavilion and Qianji Tower. Tang Yu, Zhou Xuan and others also stepped in here and accepted the impact of the waterfall.

But after more than sixty strikes, Tang Yu's figure suddenly moved and left directly.

As for Zhou Xuan, he only survived eighty times.

"Let's go, you can leave this place at any time. The purpose of our trip is to find ordinary treasures. This is just a place of cultivation, nothing!" the saints from Shuihuang Pavilion and Qianji Tower said, and immediately brought Tang Yu, Zhou Xuan and others with them. People leave.

Here, only Ye Yan and the young man in gray robes were left.

boom!

After a while, there was another roar, and the young man in gray robe suddenly opened his eyes, and his face was as white as paper.

But he clenched his teeth and still held on.

Bang!

The powerful flow of water fell, making his body tremble, but his eyes were focused and did not change at all.

Now he has reached one hundred and ten impacts and has already broken the record here, but the record is not his goal, what he wants is his own limit.

There was another roar, and one hundred and eleven times later, the mind of the young man in gray robe went blank for a moment, his mind went black, and he fainted.

However, a ray of light flickered on the young man's body, instantly taking him aside.

As for Ye Yan, there was also a thin layer of sweat on his forehead at this time.

Under such impact, he also tempered his spiritual power three times.

Unfortunately, now he has almost reached his limit.

After withstanding the impact of four waterfalls again, Ye Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air and walked out from below. Then he glanced at the young man in gray robes and pulled him to the shore.

At this time, the boy in gray robe also woke up and stared at Ye Yan: "Did you bring me here?"

"Thank you!"

After the sound was heard, the man in gray robe took out a pill and swallowed it. The strength in his body was completely restored, and then he glanced at the boulder.

It says "Record, one hundred and fifteen impacts!"

This line also made him understand that Ye Yan had practiced four times more than him.

"Your Excellency is only at the peak of the Nine-Level Spiritual Platform Realm, but I am in the Saint Realm, so I am not as good as you. It seems that the world is so big, there is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the human realm. I still need to work harder to practice."

The young man in gray robe sighed, stood up immediately, and then prepared to leave, but this time

At that time, he glanced at Ye Yan and said, "Before leaving, you should leave your name."

"My name is Lin Chen!"

"Your Excellency?"

"But you must be wearing such a mask because you don't want others to know your identity. Maybe we can meet again someday."

After saying that, the young man in gray robe left directly.

Lin Chen?

Looking at this figure, Ye Yan murmured.

The existence of the other party also made Ye Yan stunned. After all, he became a saint at the age of eighteen and was still second only to himself under this waterfall. His talent and perseverance were both strong.

Apart from his physical body, Ye Yan was able to sustain himself until now because of his strong perseverance.

If it weren't for this perseverance, it would be difficult to compare with the eighteen-year-old saint.

"His origin is related to Zhongcheng, the center of the Southern Territory. He must have come here to gain experience, right? However, his power also has branches in Lingcheng." At this time, the woman in the Heavenly Emperor Sword said, obviously seeing it. the other person’s background.

"Midtown in the center of the Southern Territory?" Ye Yan concentrated, and there were indeed many geniuses there.

According to what Grand Elder Ye Long said, his father Ye Xiaotian met his mother there and was injured there.

At this thought, Ye Yan's eyes also condensed.

One day, he will go there, but he wants to see who can hurt Ye Xiaotian.

Buzz!

Under Ye Yan's concentration, the light on the boulder flickered, and a text flashed: "Reward: Ningsheng Pill!"

Under the light, a pill suddenly appeared in the air.

Looking at this pill, Ye Yan sighed slightly.

It was actually a pill, not a holy weapon.

And as he sighed, a force instantly condensed and turned into a palm to grab the elixir.