Soul Emperor Martial God

"Yiyi." Xiao Yi looked at Yiyi.

"We are here tonight, and we will be out of the sword field tomorrow, okay?"

"Well, listen to the son." Yiyi nodded obediently.

"If the son is worried about that junior, you might as well go out of the sword domain now and issue a search order to the eight halls outside."

Xiao Yi chuckled and shook his head, "That doesn't need to be so urgent."

He wasn't sure if Junior Brother Zifeng was a ghost envoy.

I don't know where the black pangs that broke out in the sword domain came from.

In addition, to follow the whereabouts of Master Zifeng, he can hand it over to the scouts in Badian.

There is no need to trace it yourself and affect your travels.

The eight halls are divided into different halls, all over the mainland, where there are warriors, there must be eight warriors.

When it comes to tracing people, there is not much difference between his own investigation and Badian investigation.

...

The next day, early morning.

Xiao Yi hugged the beautiful woman in his arms and woke up slowly.

Xiao Yi just sat, not lying down.

He didn't remember how many years he hadn't been lying down and sleeping.

A ray of morning wind blew in, blowing a little hair between her forehead, and she woke up slowly.

"Wake up?" Xiao Yi smiled comfortably, holding the beautiful woman's hair in one hand, curling up a few strands of hair with his fingers, playing with it.

"On the side of Sword Region, simple and simple, but it is also relatively calm, and there is boredom in the calm."

"So I came here only to participate in the Sword Emperor Monument event, and I didn't experience it here for long."

"Oh, right." Xiao Yi remembered something and smiled.

"The most famous things in the sword domain are two, one is the sword emperor monument, and the other is sword power."

"The Sword Emperor, the owner of the throne, can force the mainland, and can even change the laws of heaven and earth in a geographical range."

"Therefore, there is a sword power that the outside world has never possessed."

"The martial artist here can cultivate this kind of special power to increase kendo, which is quite good."

Xiao Yi curled his lips, "However, this kind of power needs the increase of the Sword Emperor's origin to appear powerful and terrifying."

"In terms of pure sword power, at most a part of the increase, I generally don't bother to condense."

"show you…"

Xiao Yi just wanted to gather a bit of sword power.

But I saw Yi Yisu lift his hand lightly, and a touch of **** wandered around his fingertips, "Master, are these?"

"Sword power?" Xiao Yi's expression was startled.

What Yiyi gathered and wandered in his hands was obviously sword power.

"When?" Xiao Yi asked in surprise, "I haven't seen you cultivating in the sword domain these days, how..."

Rarely saw the surprise on Xiao Yi's face, Yiyi smiled, "Yiyi has not practiced."

"This strange power, I felt it when we entered the sword domain a few days ago."

"You didn't practice?" Xiao Yi asked in surprise.

Yiyi nodded, "You don't need to practice, I feel that they listen to me and come with a wave."

"Look, son."

Yiyisu moved his hand lightly.

Wow...In mid-air, there was a sudden storm of sword power.

The sword power lingering in the sword domain world, unexpectedly gathered quickly at a terrifying speed.

"Um...this..." Xiao Yi was startled, "how is it possible."

"Even me, back then..."

He also spent a lot of effort back then to cultivate sword power in the sword domain.

And even now, he can only solidify his sword power within the sword domain, and add it to the sword path, but he can't wave his hand and gather the sword power storm.

"How did you do it?" Xiao Yi blinked.

Yiyi blinked beautifully, "Is it difficult?"

Asking like this, Yiyi still said truthfully, "I just use the state of mind and Dao mind control given by Gu Xinjue, and I can easily control it with a single thought."

"The ancient heart of the ancient emperor?" Xiao Yi was slightly surprised.

Yiyi looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously, "Did the son practice for a long time?"

"Yiyi can teach Young Master Gu Xinjue."

"Oh, no need." Xiao Yi chuckled and said cheeky, "I completed it in the blink of an eye back then, and it was also controlled by a single thought."

"Well, don't talk about it, there is nothing to do with this sword domain, let's go."

Xiao Yi got up, curled his lips, his face was embarrassed.

"Puff." Yiyi covered his mouth and smiled.

Xiao Yi's face twitched, knowing that Bingxue was as smart as Yiyi, he must have seen through his thoughts and thoughts a long time ago.

But Xiao Yi secretly wondered.

Gu Xinjue knew that Gu Xinjue was indeed extremely strong. During cultivation, Dao Xin was strong, even if it was forever desolate and vicissitudes of life, Dao Xin could not be damaged.

However, this is a technique for cultivating Dao Mind and Mind, how can Yiyi realize sword power all at once?

No, it is not at all comprehension, but direct control.

Xiao Yi has always been extremely proud of his talent and comprehension, confident that he will not lose any arrogant evildoer in the world.

But this time, there was some sense of frustration inexplicably.

Of course, it was Yiyi who gave him these frustrations, but he didn't care.

...

After leaving the sword domain, Xiao Yi rushed to the main hall of the nearby area, leaving a way to find Master Zifeng's search order.

The search order he left behind will be reported to the ten main halls through this main hall, and finally to the main hall from the ten main halls.

As the head of his main hall, these orders will be transmitted back to the main hall as quickly as possible, and then sent from the main hall to all branch halls in the mainland.

If there are no accidents, it won't take long for him to find the whereabouts of Master Zifeng.

Next, Xiao Yi and the two began to travel again.

...

Ten days later.

The Oriental family, a hundred families of hermitage left one after another.

The eight halls of elite, roughly repaired, rushed back to the main hall to return.

The Hundreds of Hidden Worlds still remain in the East.

It's rare for a hundred schools to gather together, among the countless strong people, each has friends that they haven't seen for many years, and so on. They also have exchanges in the martial arts, so they stayed here for more than half a month.

So far, hundreds of families have left one after another.

It is still on the edge of the western range.

Hundreds of families have friendships, and bid farewell to each other.

After going out of this western area, they left each other.

Among the strong old generations, each has a few polite words.

On the contrary, it is a group of young talents who seem to be more familiar with each other.

"Mr. Meng." Gu Teng arched his hands. "In my leisure time, please come to my ancient home to give a comment."

Dreaming fluttered and laughed lightly, "So is Mr. Guteng, I don't want to come here to talk and learn martial arts.

"Cut." Murong Lingyun said with disdain from the side.

Su Cheng chuckled, "Don't worry about him, this man has some problems in his mind."

"Hahahaha." Meng Piao Piao and Gu Teng didn't care, only laughed a few times.

All the young Tianjiao have experienced the dangers of human sacrifices, lived and died together, escaped from the demon realm, and have a deep friendship.

"Farewell."

"Farewell."

"Farewell..."

With a loud voice, one after another, he fell.

Hundreds of hidden families will soon be separated on this western edge.

But at this moment, there was a sweet sneer in the air.

The laughter is obviously cold, but for some reason, it makes people feel very comfortable.

"Who?" The strong on the scene all looked surprised.

Ahead, in the air, a dream-like blue figure, gathered like a dance.

Swish...wish...wish...

At the same time, in the surroundings, a series of dark and cold figures appeared out of thin air, surrounding the surroundings.

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