The sword was three feet and seven inches long. It was originally made of ordinary thousand-forged black iron, but it had been cultivated in the hands of an unparalleled sword emperor for decades and became extremely sharp. When the blade cut through Ye Chuxiao's huge
The scorching sunlight mixed into the sword light.
The entire majestic solitary peak also seemed to become as dangerous as a dangerous building.
Every ray of sword light is mixed with the fierce will of this sword king.
He seemed to show Ye Chuxiao another use of the artistic conception field.
Sacrificing what is complete and pursuing what is lacking, the complete realm is broken open, crushed, and transformed into the subtle glint of the sword, making every attack full of deterrence.
Faced with such a domineering and fierce attack from the old sword king, Ye Chuxiao held the sword in both hands. Although his field was cut through, his sword defense did not waver at all.
The realm is just a symbol of the artistic conception. It can never represent the whole of a monk, let alone exist. Once the realm is broken, it is possible that all the momentum will be lost.
In fact, although Ye Chuxiao's territory was cut open with a single knife, it was filled with more turbulent and majestic force, like two giant peaks, slowly closing in the middle.
Once they are close together, there will be unparalleled pressure, directly overtaking the old sword emperor.
For a moment, his knife became his person, and his person turned into a knife.
The old Sword King drew his blade, and his sword skills were no longer as futile as before, but had completely settled down. Only the strictest and most precise sword skills were used to deal with Ye Chuxiao's sword as powerful as the scorching sun.
In this way, it is just an attempt.
Even if it is really impossible to achieve the goal of forging a magic weapon in the short term, it is necessary to upgrade all aspects of the attributes of the Yuanyang sword so that it is not weaker than the magic weapon in terms of sharpness, sturdiness, etc., and has the confidence to collide.
"One is enough!"
Under the scorching sun, a mighty momentum fell towards the old sword emperor.
Some of the materials are special materials from some worlds. They may not be high-end, but they have the value of fusion and mixing. And more of them are high-end materials that are common in all worlds.
This is obviously a dangerous operation that can only be accomplished by a magic weapon with great spiritual mastery and a connection with its master's mind.
"I owe you three favors. If you need someone to risk their lives, just call me." After that, he took out a horn from his arms and sent it to Ye Chuxiao.
The magic sword made a happy sound, not feeling sad or regretful about this ending.
And investing in him can be regarded as a leisurely investment.
The old Sword Emperor glanced at the magic sword in his hand. At this moment, the magic sword sounded, buzzed, and emitted a soft glow.
The person and the knife have exchanged positions, but they are still smooth and smooth.
Ye Chuxiao shook his head: "Winning or losing doesn't mean much to me. I just want to fully understand the difference between having a magic weapon in my hand and not having a magic weapon in my hand."
In the violent impact, the strong pressure blocked all the possibilities of movement of the old sword emperor in an instant.
But there are also some who are not afraid of death, and follow the direction caused by the battle waves, just to witness this unprecedented battle.
"Whenever or wherever you see this thing, will you help me?" Ye Chuxiao asked again.
In that instant, Ye Chuxiao used magic to avoid the sudden blow.
In the trading market in the cabin, as long as he liked the materials, he would pay a lot of money to buy them.
Blade and will are better than false words.
The human realm and the spirit of the sword were completely mixed. When the sword fell, the old sword emperor took three steps back, and the magic weapon in his hand buzzed.
The field that was cut in half began to reorganize at an accelerated pace.
Ye Chuxiao quickly gave the answer to the old Sword Emperor's question.
No matter how the person and the knife change their positions, the connection between them still exists.
"The Immortal Treasure World, a world of cybernetics and immortality."
But at the fastest, it will take ten years.
Otherwise, it will just force it back and completely fail to achieve the desired effect.
The old sword emperor said: "This thing was acquired by me as a young man. I carry it with me everywhere and rarely leave my hand. If someone comes to look for me with this thing, no matter what, I will not refuse it."
"With this sword, I won half the battle." Ye Chuxiao said, without any hint of pride or complacency in his tone.
The sword with a thousand blades cut through the space and hit the wrist where the old sword was connected to the emperor's sword.
"I just need a ferry ticket."
However, Ye Chuxiao was in a hurry now, so he might try to stack the embryos with materials to raise the foundation of the embryos and shorten the culture time.
The number of life points harvested in this way is much more than that achieved by ruling the world in the Wild Dou Realm, reaching the maximum number of life points that can be harvested.
"Since the Casting Arms Pavilion on the Ship of Fortune does not meet expectations, there is only one way to go."
"Nangong Duozi, the third young master of Shenbing Villa, has eight divine weapons in his family. He is the top caster family in the world of immortal treasures."
Because superficial dialogue is no longer needed as an opportunity to communicate with each other.
The manic power, with the two as the center, is vented wantonly to the surroundings.
The old sword emperor said: "I am about to die. Rather than die on the bed, I would rather die in a hearty duel. Originally, I wanted to entrust this sword to you."
If an ordinary monk had suffered such a serious injury, he would have died.
"But it seems that I'd better take it with me to the grave."
Ye Chuxiao said decisively: "Fight!"
"You really came to the right place to fight this old sword king!"
"Sure enough, people in the world should not be underestimated."
"Find a world where casting magic weapons and weapons is the main focus, and go to that world to find a way out."
Some sensed the danger under this momentum and turned around and fled.
It made a sound like a deflating balloon.
It's like a pair of giant palms, suddenly slapping together in one place.
Ye Chuxiao, who was dressed in a powerful outfit and holding a Yuanyang sword, felt a slight ripple in his mind, but quickly calmed down the ripples.
In an instant, the scorching sun turned into the setting sun, and the red sun set in the west, as if it was taking away all the light in the world.
After saying that, Ye Chuxiao sent the two Dao Yun in his hand to the old Sword Emperor.
"Just remember that you owe me a big favor. Maybe when the time is right, you will need to use your life to repay it."
In the Weapon Casting Pavilion on the Ship of Creation, Ye Chuxiao saw the option of casting divine weapons.
"Although I have all kinds of advantages, I can't really say that I have no flaws."
There were also three deep cuts on the old Sword King's neck, and the bones were already visible.
He wiped his palm on the wound at the throat, ignoring the willpower-carrying sword light and continuing to destroy the wound. The old sword emperor pinched the wound and glanced at the broken Yuanyang sword in Ye Chuxiao's palm.
"Magic weapon, I must have my own magic weapon."
Although Ye Chuxiao noticed something fishy, he was unable to take any more defensive measures when time seemed to be pulled back.
There is no more dialogue.
The strong wind turned into a storm and moved outward from the top of the mountain.
"Good spell!" the old sword emperor praised.
Ye Chuxiao spent a lot of money to buy six years. When he returned to the timeline he anchored, Ye Chuxiao didn't know exactly how everything that happened now would go.
Just when his thoughts were turning, the old sword king had already jumped in front of Ye Chuxiao, almost face to face. His palm was like a knife, sharply cutting through Ye Chuxiao's protective aura and stabbing straight into the chest.
"But whether it is an exclusive magic weapon or a universal magic weapon, it must take a lot of time to polish and cultivate."
Ye Chuxiao said: "Is this a token?"
The knife fell at this moment.
But they are also entangled together, and no one can break away from the other in a short time.
There was no dizziness at all, and Ye Chuxiao directly received the setting memory of his new identity.
Poof!
Ye Chuxiao once again began to carry out ‘big purchases’ on the ship of creation.
The core of the storm is the two people at war.
Ye Chuxiao dragged his bleeding arm back.
Ye Chuxiao's broken robes exploded one after another under the old sword emperor's palm.
"Take your knife and go out and fight!"
The old Sword Emperor only caught one of them and knocked back the other one.
The energy between heaven and earth surges crazily.
Standing on the deck, Ye Chuxiao felt the desire to launch the ship of creation, and entered the directional crossing conditions that he had already conceived.
If the old Sword Emperor hadn't relied on the power of the magic weapon, he would have been defeated by this sword.
"It's a pity. If your sword was better, I would die by your sword." The old sword king said.
In this round of fighting, Ye Chuxiao won a small victory.
The old Sword Emperor was proud and would rather die than be treated like a dog.
Their fields are entangled, their wills are competing, and the blades are facing each other, violently slashing and colliding again and again, causing sparks to fly.
As long as the knife cuts towards the connecting point, it will never go wrong.
If it were Ye Chuxiao's sword that had accumulated thousands of blades, it would only hit the magic sword in the hand of the old sword emperor.
"You can't survive in this world, but there are infinite possibilities in the world."
The old sword emperor said: "In this case, do you still want to fight?"
Based on Ye Chuxiao's current balance of life points, it can basically be said that anything that can be bought with life points is not expensive.
In an instant, neon lights flashed between the sky and the earth, and a scorching sun was pierced by a rainbow, and the heaven and earth turned into a general vision.
It’s basically impossible to get any higher!
Under such a vision, the monks within hundreds or thousands of miles have been alarmed.
The old Sword King was stunned: "Of course it's a token!"
The sword cuts through nothingness, but the sword light remains where it is, condensing and not dissipating.
Of course, Ye Chuxiao did not choose people randomly.
The company stayed on the ship of creation for half a month and collected a large amount of precious forging materials.
Even if the soldier master himself participates and cooperates in the entire process to create an exclusive magic weapon, it will still take seven or eight years.
If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. Although he has learned a lot and has a very broad knowledge, swordsmanship is still his best and most powerful method.
Ye Chuxiao had no intention of completely defeating or killing the old Sword Emperor with one strike of his sword.
This statement is definitely not a mockery. His ability to exchange swords between humans and swords is considered a unique skill. In an instant that almost jumps through time and space, he rushes in front of the opponent and delivers a fatal blow. He has defeated opponents of the same level many times before.
boom!
There was an earth-shattering explosion.
Ye Chuxiao looked at the old Sword King intently, but asked: "Why?"
Ye Chuxiao's eyes were bright, and he used hundreds of attacks and defenses in an instant, and saw the old sword emperor's treacherous operation hidden behind the violent attack.
"I just don't know if there is a world in the universe that can shorten this cultivation process."
Ye Chuxiao was able to make judgments and then use spells in such a short and immeasurable time, which was already much higher than many of his previous opponents.
Ye Chuxiao put away his horns with satisfaction, nodded towards the old sword king, and then turned into a stream of light and flew away.
"Now I know something."
"I must return to this world every three months. If you have any instructions, please use this object to leave a message, and I will know." said the old sword emperor.
The Yuanyang sword swayed in the wind and burned like the scorching sun.
Returning to Hades City, Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin practiced together for several months.
Although he successfully escaped from the dangerous situation, he still broke the tacit understanding of the swordsmanship competition, which was considered a small loss.
It can be said that using the ship of creation to build a magical weapon is reliable, but the price/performance ratio is not high.
Only such a person can have credibility in his promises.
In this clash of blows, Ye Chuxiao and Lao Daohuang were unable to win or lose.
Then one knife followed another, and the remaining sword light was superimposed repeatedly.
Moreover, the cost is extremely high. Even with Ye Chuxiao's current net worth, after building a magic weapon, the assets will be reduced by more than half.
The old sword emperor said: "There is no winning or losing. The magic is yours. You can use it if you like. The magic sword is mine. I can block it how I want. It is not my husband's ambition to be obsessed with the length of the fleeting moment."
With these materials, in fact, as long as it takes time, three to five artifacts can be forged.
There is something fishy about Jin Buyi's identity. Even if he has broken through the artistic conception and is in the same position as Jin Buyi and Ying Shu, it would be good to make more preparations.
The domain is condensed on the divine sword.
Two rhymes appeared in Ye Chuxiao's palm.
After all, he directly built the Hades in a world like Huang Doujie, which is equivalent to changing the future laws and rules of this world.
"The power of a thousand blades is accumulated and turned into a blow. It looks fierce, but in fact it is out of control and the opportunity is lost. How can you be sure that such a sword will definitely hit?" The old sword king looked at Ye Chuxiao with his sword.
, his aura and the knife merged into one. Even in Ye Chuxiao's naked eyes, the person and the knife were clearly distinct, but in a deeper perception, they were integrated and could not be distinguished at all.
Where is the knife.
After taking a look at the additional cracks on the Yuanyang sword, Ye Chuxiao already knew that after temporarily stabilizing the situation in this world, he needed to build his own magic weapon.
After Duanmulin was able to maintain her artistic conception and combat power regularly with the help of Aurora Hades, Ye Chuxiao told her to be careful and not to take any risks, and then returned to the ship of creation again.
Then along with the familiar feeling, I quickly fell towards a new world.
At the same time, this slow way of gathering momentum is also a form of threat and pressure.
Facing Ye Chuxiao's fierce and unparalleled sword, the old sword emperor frowned and was unable to solve it. He could only use the power of the magic weapon in his hand to savagely break it.
The fight against the old Sword King was a last-minute decision.
"The monks in this world are all 'glass men'. Their bodies are fragile and cannot bear cultivation at all. For them, the erosion of the energy of heaven and earth is a torture of being cut into pieces. However, the advantage is that the monks in this world are all strong.
Inspired, focused, and ingenious.”
"Because of this, the way of practice in this world is very different from other worlds. Every step of practice must incorporate specially forged magic weapons to protect the body and strengthen the organs."
"The flesh and blood are weak, but the weapon is soared?"