"This person is not simple and should not be careless."
The figure standing in front of the throne said seriously at this time, and Xiao Yan could recognize the figure who spoke at a glance. It was him who brought him from the land of divine punishment to Shenxi and finally came to Chimi, the ancient world of immortals and demons.
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It's just that he seems to be respectful now, and it seems that he is just one of the clones.
"Ignore it."
The figure on the throne held his chin with one hand, his face as calm as ever.
"This person is really cunning, and he has many secrets. Even though I have followed him for a while, I still know very little about him. I suggest that it is best to take action now and kill him in the cradle!"
Chi Mi said seriously that the fear of Xiao Yan in his heart had already been planted when Xiao Yan quietly took away the blood of the god.
In addition, I followed Xiao Yan for a period of time and witnessed with my own eyes the incredible achievements of Xiao Yan along the way.
"He may not be very powerful himself, but he has amazing luck. It's very difficult to kill him!"
Chimi kept talking, and the figure on the throne frowned slightly, looking at Chimi with impatient eyes.
"Why, I'm just a clone of me. Do you want you to teach me how to do things?"
The figure on the throne scolded coldly, looking at Chi Mi with slightly narrowed eyes, and murderous intent suddenly surged.
Chimi could only grit his teeth, clasped his fists and cupped his hands, not daring to say anything more, and immediately retreated from the hall.
When Chimi walked out of the hall, his eyes showed a complicated look, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After a moment, his figure moved and disappeared.
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Xiao Yan was ready to walk out of the hall at this time, but before leaving, Xiao Yan paused slightly and looked at Feng Chang.
No matter Fengchang had plotted against Xiao Yan before, at least the information he told Xiao Yan was true, and Xiao Yan also successfully killed the master of Yin Palace.
"Thank you." Xiao Yan said softly.
Fengchang immediately stood up, clasped his fists and raised his hands towards Xiao Yan. At this moment, Fengchang's eyes were filled with respect.
After watching Xiao Yan leave, Fengchang took a deep breath.
"The Original God clan in the vast world, they rely on Qi and blood for their cultivation. They are already rare beings. With his strength, he will definitely kill the Heaven Palace, but I don't know if he will collect all the golden seals of the five palaces of the Earth Palace.
Qi." Fengchang murmured, with a look of envy in his eyes.
Fortunately, Fengchang did not underestimate Xiao Yan before. To be able to be so calm among many strong men is either a lunatic who is not afraid of death, or... he is completely sure and has no fear at all from absolute self-confidence.
Fengchang looked at Xiao Yan, who was sitting calmly before, and already guessed that he must be the latter.
Be confident!
Fengchang came to the body of the Yin Palace Master, looked at his chest that had been pierced, and his head that had been trampled to pieces, and he killed him very decisively.
But what frightens Fengchang the most is that such a decisive and decisive person does not treat the weak in a condescending manner, and saying thank you is something that many strong people would not do.
"Such a strong man deserves respect."
Fengchang sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes again, and waited for the Lord of Yin Palace to resurrect.
"It seems that he got something before he left. As far as I know, apart from the golden seal, there are no other items produced... Could it be that he got a hidden blessing?"
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After Yin Dian left, Xiao Yan was not in a hurry to go to the next hall. Instead, after finding a mountain peak in the desolation, he opened a cave and entered it immediately.
Zhong Gu and others understood that they were all protecting Xiao Yan outside the cave.
With a wave of his hand, the broken sword appeared in front of Xiao Yan.
"Is it quiet enough here?" Xiao Yan's thoughts poured into the broken sword, and his entire consciousness was immediately pulled into it.
The figure who was killed by Xiao Yan before appeared in it, and this figure was Ye Chuan.
It's just that he lacked the killing intent. He was dressed in a white robe and stood on the top of the mountain. The place was lush with green and even cranes were flying together.
The clouds and mist linger between the mountain peaks, making it look like a fairyland.
Xiao Yan had not seen such a scenery for a long time, and it immediately made him feel immersed.
"Are you here for revenge?" Ye Chuan asked Xiao Yan who was standing behind him.
"No." Xiao Yan answered directly and truthfully.
Ye Chuan was a little surprised when he heard this and looked at Xiao Yan.
"Are you not from the Cangwu Original God clan?"
"Are these issues related to inheritance?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly.
"It's irrelevant... I'm just curious. I can give you the inheritance, but there are still differences between sword and ruler skills. Whether you can succeed depends on your own understanding ability."
While speaking, Ye Chuan raised his palm, and a ray of white light fell from the sky, fell into his palm, and turned into a long sword of white light.
"Before passing on the inheritance, I need to tell you that after inheriting the swordsmanship from my Ye family, you are not a member of my Ye family. If you meet the Ye family, they will regard you as their enemy. Brother, can you agree? If you meet, you can be punished. Please do not
Erase it, okay?"
Ye Chuan looked at Xiao Yan, seemingly exchanging terms with Xiao Yan, but actually he wanted to use this inherited fighting skill to make friends with a strong man like Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan nodded slightly when he heard this. He is not a person who kills indiscriminately, so he can agree to this matter.
"Thank you."
"Brother, I should have held back before. With the power of the Genshin Clan, I actually couldn't even use those three swords. I heard that the weapons of the Genshin Clan were all used in a rough way, and their fighting skills were even simpler.
Rough, there is basically no need to inherit fighting skills..."
Ye Chuan was still quite puzzled by Xiao Yan and wanted to ask.
"Start your inheritance, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Xiao Yan said coldly.
Ye Chuan suddenly smiled bitterly. Even though he was a teacher now, he felt like he was being blackmailed by his students.
However, Ye Chuan knew that even the Ye clan in its heyday, with its peak swordsmanship, could not compare with the original gods of the vast world. After all, the original gods of the vast world had even made the world directly at the forefront of strength.
Just because a race is powerful, it can elevate a world to such a high level, which is enough to show how powerful the Genshin clan is.
"The sword technique is called Qianqiu Slash. I will perform it once and then pass on the sword intention to you. Whether it can be applied to your heavy ruler depends on whether you can understand it clearly."
In the consciousness space formed by the broken sword, Ye Chuan began to pass on the swordsmanship to Xiao Yan.
The ancient level fighting skills can only rely on inheritance, or from one's own enlightenment and creation. In terms of ruler skills, Xiao Yan does not have the ancient level fighting skills. If he can master the sword technique, he can be even better in ruler skills.
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Xiao Yan is not worried about the problem of enlightenment. Because of the existence of Zichen Void Spirit Tower, although fighting skills cannot be obtained in it, the void dream on the fourth level is enough for Xiao Yan to continuously penetrate, and the actual combat gate on the fifth level is even more
It allows Xiao Yan to become proficient in fighting skills.
After all, it is a very risky move to use newly learned fighting skills in a life-and-death battle without being fully proficient.
After a moment, Xiao Yan's mind came out of the Shattered Sword Space and entered the nihilistic dream in Zichen's Void Spirit Tower without hesitation.
Looking at Xiao Yan sitting cross-legged, Ye Chuan, who was among the broken swords, let out a long sigh. He didn't think Xiao Yan could understand clearly that although the sword and the ruler were similar, the real difference between them was actually different artistic conceptions.
Sword cultivation has never focused on a strong physical body. If it relied on its own strong strength, he believed that the possibility of Xiao Yan's success in cultivation was extremely low.