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But when he thought of his own situation, a sense of tension grew in his heart.

Three thousand times to draw the sword, one month's time, already nervous.

Just now Liuyun was under the coercion released by Sword Lord, although he didn't attack him.

But he was just an ordinary person. He was oppressed by this coercion, and his body suffered serious internal injuries, and he has survived until now.

It is too difficult to complete 3,000 sword draws in one month.

You know, the so-called drawing the sword is not just drawing the sword at will.

Only he himself knows the difficulty of it.

Just as he was thinking, Ye Qingming suddenly spoke.

"The waste body of the hundred veins, the waste body that is said to be absolutely incapable of cultivation, since ancient times, it has been recorded in ancient books that no one can cultivate it!"

Ye Qingming's voice not only made the three Elder's heart sink, but even Ye Chen could not help showing a trace of indifference.

But Ye Qingming's voice suddenly changed again.

"However, there are thousands of ways, and there is a glimmer of life. I once read an ancient secret record, which said that even a body with a hundred veins will have a glimmer of life for cultivation. It is said that after the great suffering, there will be a great opportunity. Accompanied by a waste body, it must be a peerless physique!"

"The records once said that before the dusk of the ancient times, the body of the Baimai waste body was not a waste body, but a peerless Tao body, but because of a dark turmoil, many records disappeared in the long river of history! "

Having said that, he took a deep look at Ye Chen and continued to speak.

"Although after the automatic chaos, no one in Baimai waste body has achieved anything, but the head of the family believes that Ye Chen, you can break this rule and achieve yourself!"

What Ye Qingming said, everyone was stunned.

Ye Chen was even more excited by such a sentence, and almost took Ye Qingming as his bosom friend.

But only Ye Qingming knew in his heart that everything was just a bunch of nonsense.

Anyway, Ye Qingming has a Gold Finger, if he succeeds, then his own words are chicken soup, and it's nothing if he doesn't succeed, he can only blame himself for being too useless.

"Thank you for your kind words, Patriarch, Ye Chen will definitely work hard to cultivate, and he will surely emerge from a new life!"

Ye Chen couldn't help but say something, his eyes were piercing.

In the eyes of the Patriarch, he can do what no one in ancient or modern times can do.

This trust alone is enough.

What is it if you are injured, what is it if you draw your sword three thousand times?

It's all small problems!

Seeing Ye Chen like this, Ye Qingming nodded, and then pointed at Ye Chen with one hand.

His own kendo understanding instantly turned into a stream of light, submerging into Ye Chen's body.

"This is the kendo will of the Patriarch. I condensed it into a kendo seed, which will help you practice kendo!"

After speaking, he took out another bunch of Spirit Stones and handed them to him!

"My Patriarch came late and hurt you a little bit. This Spirit Stones should be regarded as compensation for you. Take it!"

If it is an ordinary person, it will definitely refuse.

However, Ye Chen nodded and took it directly.

"Thank you Patriarch, if Ye Chen grows up in the future, he will definitely live up to today's grace!"

Ye Qingming was very satisfied with his attitude.

Something happened here, and Ye Qingming and the others didn't stay there. After resting for a day, they rushed back towards Ye's house with three Elder Ye Wushuang.

Ye Chen continued to stay. At this time, it was useless for him to go back to Xuanyang Mountain. He also wanted to complete his last drawn sword here.

Whether it is a dragon or a worm, it depends on this month.

The three of them walked all the way without stopping.

As soon as he approached Xuanyang Mountain, Ye Qingming noticed many Divine Senses peeping around.

Among them, there is no lack of Divine Sense who has a Daojun-level powerhouse.

When did so many Taoist-level powerhouses come to Longqi County?

He frowned, originally thinking that it was the influence of his fame.

Until, when he saw a young man standing with his sword in his arms, resting his eyes with his eyes closed, standing outside the gate of the Ye family in Xuanyang Mountain, his eyes narrowed.

Intuition told him that this man was very extraordinary.

On the other side, he felt the will of the sword like never before.

The owner of this Sword intent has an understanding of kendo that is far beyond that of ordinary men.

Like Liuyun Jianjun Zhang Feng and his like, they don't even have the qualifications to compete with him.

Especially, after he arrived, many Divine Senses gathered directly on him and the opponent.

Without saying much, he landed directly with the three Elders and Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang keenly noticed that this young man holding a sword was very unusual.

The other party seems to be a little smaller than the Patriarch, but the sword intent is very strong.

As soon as Ye Qingming landed, the opponent opened his eyes, and a vague Sword intent, wrapped in Wushuang's fighting intent, pointed at Ye Qingming.

At the same time, Ye Qingming raised his eyes, and a Sword Ray flashed in his eyes.

Wow~!

The Sword Ray flowed, directly breaking the opponent's Sword intent.

Where the eyes of the two meet, there is no wind and the sand dances wildly.

This first confrontation, apart from the Daojun-level powerhouses, only the top arrogance like Ye Wushi faintly felt it.

"Patriarch, this person has been here for a day and a night, and he hasn't left!"

As soon as it fell, the mountain guard disciple came to report!

Ye Qingming nodded and waved his hand to signal that he understood.

Seeing Ye Qingming coming, Tu Beiyuan finally spoke: "Tu Beiyuan, come here asking for a sword!"

Ye Qingming didn't talk nonsense, he took a step forward, and the three Elders and Ye Wushuang actively retreated towards the rear.

For a moment, the two were at the center, and the battlefield was formed automatically.

Ye Qingming opened his mouth, his voice was a little indifferent, but also a little interested: "Let's unleash the sword!"

Tu Beiyuan's expression was intense, his eyes full of depth, far from being the slightest bit of contempt just because Ye Qingming is a True Monarch Dzogchen.

"The sword opens the blue sky!"

As expected of the Tianjiao who almost made it to the Qianlong list, Tu Beiyuan, the king of the small county, was unusual as soon as he made a move.

A Sword Ray pierced through, everyone's senses flashed, and the Divine Sense seemed to explode.

With one sword strike, it was as if the blue sky was about to be divided into two parts, it was extremely powerful.

The expressions of many Daoist powerhouses changed drastically, and thick fear appeared on their faces, without concealing it.

All of a sudden, eyes focused on Ye Qingming.

They wanted to know how this famous swordsman in blue shirt would resist!