Chapter six hundred and forty-eight youth, rush forward
. Standing on the cliff with a sword, his martial robe was blown by the mountain wind and made a hunting sound.
Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the rolling clouds and mist at his feet, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
Behind Ye Chen were a group of teenagers.
The faces of these young people were more or less reserved, and they looked at the figure in front of them with awe in their eyes.
Facing the peak master who destroyed the martial arts realm with one sword, they all did not dare to be as casual as before.
Among this group of people, Jing Jing stood quietly by the side, with a peaceful smile on his face, and his skills were obviously running in his body.
As if aware of the silence, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and he murmured softly: "Isn't this what a warrior should be like, if you don't advance, you will retreat!" The snowflakes were swept up by the mountain wind, and Ye Chen took a step forward in vain,
Amid everyone's exclamations, Ye Chen's figure stood on the clouds in such a strange way.
Turning his head, Ye Chen looked at the group of people behind him and said calmly: "Do you hate it?"
Surprised expressions appeared on everyone's faces, and everyone remained silent, but no one dared to look directly into Ye Chen's eyes.
"Isn't it disgusting to watch the person you are closest to die in front of you, but you don't have any strength to resist?" Ye Chen continued.
The plain words aroused the sadness in these people's hearts. This sad emotion flowed out like water overflowing a glass, and the air around them seemed to be infected by this sadness.
He stepped forward slightly, and as Ye Chen's right foot fell, an explosion sounded.
To everyone, this explosive sound was no less than the thunder that sounded in the sky. This sound also dispelled the gloom in everyone's hearts.
"Sometimes, things are not within our control, and what we can do is change the outcome of the matter. What this requires is strength!" Ye Chen continued.
Hearing this, Jing Jing and others all raised their heads and looked at Ye Chen thoughtfully.
Although they were young, they still understood the rules. Everyone was quietly waiting for Ye Chen's next words.
The baptism of blood has stripped away the childishness of these teenagers. This may be a unique cruelty for their age, but it is also a kind of growth.
Turning around, Ye Chen pointed to the kendo below that was covered by clouds and mist, and said lightly: "Does any of you know where that place is?" An Jing and others stood a few meters away from the cliff, and the clouds and mist below blocked everyone.
But I didn't see the place Ye Chen pointed to.
With a faint smile, Ye Chen didn't say anything, but looked at everyone quietly.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. After a few breaths, Jingjing took a few steps forward and stood on the edge of the cliff. Below him was the unfathomable cliff.
His face was slightly pale, but Anjing still stood motionless on the edge of the cliff.
The role of the leader was great, and everyone took a few steps forward without fear of the cliff below.
Seeing this, Ye Chen nodded secretly. The most important thing for a warrior is to be fearless. If you are afraid of this cliff, then how can you talk about chasing the peak of martial arts?
The cold wind whistled around them, rolling up the clouds and mist around their feet. Anjing and others stood on the edge of the cliff. In front of the cold wind, they had to summon their true energy to resist, fearing that they would fall if they were not careful.
Fall down.
With a faint smile, Ye Chen turned around, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the rolling clouds, with a hint of smile in his eyes.
Taking a few steps forward, Ye Chen's figure gradually became hazy.
When everyone was surprised, Ye Chen's plain voice floated out: "Follow me!" Looks of astonishment emerged from everyone's faces like mushrooms after rain. Everyone was a little unbelievable. Previously, the peak master was right
Did we say that?
After walking for a few steps, Ye Chen still didn't see anyone moving. He stopped, turned around, and said lightly: "Follow me!" Still silent, looking down at the unfathomable cliff below, everyone felt a sense of excitement behind their backs.
Chilling.
If they fall here, what awaits them will be shattered into pieces. Even adults dare not take a step forward, let alone these children?
"On the path of cultivation, we are always faced with the persecution of death. Faced with these persecutions, we have no choice but to choose to face them!" Ye Chen said calmly.
After saying that, Ye Chen didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the clouds and mist, his figure becoming more and more hazy.
Looking at the figure gradually disappearing, everyone still said nothing, with a look of hesitation on their faces.
No matter what, they are still children, and they always have a sense of fear in their hearts when facing death.
Ji An's mouth was chewing with teeth, and An Jing's figure remained motionless. His gaze kept falling in the direction Ye Chen left. Compared to other children, An Jing's expression was still so calm.
The scene of his parents' death appeared before An Jing's eyes, and the powerless despair almost overwhelmed An An's heart.
"Watching my loved ones die, Hua Zhong's helpless despair is very annoying!" Ye Chen's plain voice seemed to still ring in Quiet's ears.
"Do you like swords?" "I don't like swords. I just want to use the sword to protect the people I want to protect!" "Oh! Then you have to become stronger. Only when you become stronger can you protect the people you cherish!"
"The most important thing as a warrior is to be fearless!"
Her face was extremely pale, and Anjing wanted to take a step forward, but the bottomless darkness swallowed up her heart, the fear that came from her heart.
It's not just one person who does this, but others as well.
The snowflakes were still falling, and the cold snowflakes fell on everyone's faces, and everyone was still struggling in their hearts.
Suddenly, Jing Jing lifted his right foot and leaned forward suddenly.
Huh! Anjing's body turned into a stream of light and fell towards the peak like a fallen star. The cold wind blew Anjing's eyes so hard that he couldn't open them.
Ah! The screams suddenly sounded, and the screams seemed to irritate everyone.
Even so, several teenagers still took a step forward, and as if quietly, their bodies quickly fell downwards.
Ah! Dozens of screams suddenly rang out from Luoxia Peak, and dozens of thin figures fell downwards like falling stones.
Now, for Anjing and the others, the only thought left is that they are going to die.
At this moment, the previous fear of death has faded a lot, and my heart has calmed down.
Everyone still had their eyes closed, and the cold wind made their faces hurt. As they fell further and further, they knew that they were getting closer to death.
However, after a few minutes, they finally discovered that a gentle force was holding their bodies in vain.
Opening his eyes suddenly, Anjing found that his body had fallen to the ground. Unknowingly, they were already on the mountainside of Luoxia Peak, and the figure in front of him was naturally Ye Chen.
What is going on? A look of doubt appeared on their faces. Although they were doubtful in their hearts, everyone still stood still quietly.
Turning around, Ye Chen looked at these purple-faced teenagers, a smile flashed in his eyes. It had to be said that they were excellent.
Raising his sword finger slightly, Ye Chen pointed to the sword path behind him and said lightly: "Have you ever walked this path?" Looking up, everyone looked at the long sword path and shook their heads. For their age group,
, Cultivation cannot be just about practicing basic swordsmanship and practicing martial arts.
Seeing this, Ye Chen nodded slightly, raised his right hand, and then dropped it suddenly.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded from the sky. In the surprised eyes of everyone, dozens of black shadows emerged from the sky.
The speed of the black shadow was extremely fast, and it only took a few breaths to reach everyone's eyes.
Bang bang! The black shadow hit the ground hard, stirring up dust all over the ground. When the dust dispersed, everyone finally recognized what the black shadow was.
It was a tiny stone sword.
Pointing at these stone swords, Ye Chen said calmly: "Carry these stone swords on your back and finish this road!"
Above the void, Boya and Ziqi were both paying attention to the situation below. When they heard this, they both frowned. How could these children complete the sword path with their bodies?
However, to the surprise of Boya and Ziqi, Anjing and the others did not even object. They tied the stone sword behind their backs and headed towards the sword path with determination on their faces.