Eight hundred and thirty seventh chapter one sword is enough
Chapter 837 One sword is enough
Chapter 837 One sword is enough
Competitions between swordsmen and swordsmen are very common in the Martial God Continent. However, to Ye Muwan's expectation, Ye Chen wants to challenge the Wan Yu Sword Sect?
"The elders of Wan Yu Sword Sect are all in the realm of spiritual martial arts. Although his strength is good, if he is against the elder of Wan Yu Sword Sect, he has no chance to make a move!" Ning Ning frowned slightly and whispered. Baidu search "" Quick
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Hearing this, Ye Muwan also sighed slightly, the gap between Lingwu and Hunwu was huge, like the difference between heaven and earth.
But Ye Muwan knew that once Ye Chen made a decision, no one could change his decision.
The majestic fighting intent erupted, and the sword intent all over Jian Yiyi's body condensed into a shadow of sword intent in the sky. This coercion alone was enough to make the Soul Martial Realm warrior retreat.
"Sword flow!" Jian Yiyi shouted softly, and his figure shot out in vain. Driven by the long sword, the shadow of the sword's intention was like flowing water, crashing down and hitting the surrounding void.
The man in front of him could not arouse Ye Chen's fighting spirit. Ye Chen only glanced at the shadow of the downed sword and shook his head slightly. It was too slow.
Holding the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen raised the sword and drew it. This extremely simple sword contained thousands of sword skills. All methods were unified, and one sword could defeat ten thousand swords.
The sword intent was condensed, Ye Chen's sword had exceeded the speed limit, and the two sword intent shadows collided with each other.
At the same time, Ye Chen sheathed his sword, and immediately, a series of roars resounded. Jian Yiyi's body fell backwards, and he took several steps in succession, leaving a scarlet trail on the snow with each step.
footprint.
A chill spread across Jian Yiliu's neck, and a hot liquid filled the palm of Jian Yiliu's hand holding the sword hilt. The scarlet liquid dripped on the snow and spread into plum blossoms.
Jian Yiyi raised his left hand and crossed his neck. Feeling the chill, he knew that he was defeated. If the other party had not been merciful, this sword would have been enough to cut off his neck.
"I lost!" Jian Yiyi whispered, without any look of decadence in his eyes, but with a stronger fighting spirit: "I remember this sword, and one day, I will return it to you.
of!"
After saying that, Jian Yiyi turned around, held his sword, walked to the high platform, and stood quietly on the steps.
Looking at this scene, Ye Muwan and Ning Ning both looked at Ye Chen and the bright red on the Qilin Sword in shock.
Defeat a Lingwu realm warrior with just one sword? In just a few years, his strength has become so terrifying?
"Every time we meet, he always brings unexpected shocks to people. This was the case before and it is still the case now." Ye Muwan raised a hint of helplessness at the corner of her mouth. She originally thought she could catch up with him soon, but now she realized that...
I am getting further and further away from him.
"I remember that he was in the Soul Martial Realm at the beginning, but within nearly a year, he had the strength to defeat the Spirit Martial Realm. This terrifying talent is a pervert even in the Moon Temple!"
"Sister Mu Wan, compared to this pervert, I suddenly feel an inexplicable feeling of powerlessness. Oh, it's so irritating to compare one person to another!" Ning Ning said with a bitter smile.
Ning Ning did not lower her voice deliberately. When Qing Jue and others heard this, they all shook their heads. Even if you had the talent of the fifth generation, you would not be able to reach this level.
You don't understand the madness of the Five Dynasties, you really don't understand! Qing Jue whispered: "The Martial God Continent has never lacked geniuses, but without a strong heart, geniuses will eventually become ordinary people!"
"The madness of the Five Dynasties has really begun. This is the first one!" Hearing this, Jue Lin also whispered: "And we are the witnesses of all this. No one can learn from his madness."
Blood stains spread with the wind. Ye Chen raised the Qilin Sword and whispered: "Continue!"
"Arrogant!" An Ye whispered, just one person wanted to challenge the entire sect, this move was undoubtedly arrogant in his opinion, and it was also unwise.
Ye Muwan frowned slightly and rarely said, "If you don't understand him, you can't possibly understand him!"
Hearing this, An Ye did not refute Ye Muwan's words, but looked into Ye Chen's eyes with growing hostility.
"His sword is indeed terrifying, but how many times can he use such a sword?" A member of the Moon Temple whispered: "The most terrifying thing for a spiritual warrior is the rules and magical powers!"
"If he masters the rules, he may be able to challenge the Wan Yu Sword Sect!" An Ye said softly: "The first level of Lingwu only evolved the sword intent to its peak, but did not master the rules!"
What An Ye meant was that Ye Chen was only a first-level spiritual warrior. He could defeat a first-level spiritual warrior, but he could not defeat a second-level spiritual warrior who mastered the rules.
As the emperor's favored sons, they all subconsciously avoided him. Ye Chen was a second-level spiritual martial artist.
Hearing this, Ye Muwan didn't say anything. Instead, Jue Lin chuckled and said, "They don't understand the world of the strong!"
"Maybe they just don't want to admit it. That's why they are just elite disciples, not true disciples!" Qing Jue said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, several disciples of the Moon Temple looked at Qing Jue angrily. As disciples of the Moon Temple, how had they ever experienced such ridicule.
"Quiet!" Ning Ning shouted softly, looked at Qing Jue and Jue Lin with a meaningful look, and said lightly: "Senior, the disciples of the Moon Temple do not need recognition from the outside world!"
After saying that, Ning Ning's beautiful eyes stayed on Ye Chen. Seeing this, several Moon Temple disciples didn't say anything, but shook their heads and smiled, and continued to watch the next challenge.
However, when Ning Ning looked at her, her eyes instantly became dull. She still defeated the enemy with one sword. An elder helplessly handed over to Ye Chen and retreated.
"Continue!" Ye Chen said calmly, the Reincarnation Art was activated, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged around.
The third elder came out with a sword, and an extremely fierce sword force followed. For this offensive, Ye Chen still used the same sword, but each sword was slightly different from the previous one, with some changes.
This sword is always changing, but every time he swings this sword, Ye Chen will definitely use his full strength.
Therefore, Ye Chen was always able to defeat the opponent with one sword, using the Rain Sword Skill, the ultimate speed, and even surpassed the extreme speed.
After a sword strike, the third Lingwu Realm warrior was defeated. In the wind and snow, Ye Chen clasped his hands on his back and wandered in the wind and snow like a leisurely stroll.
One sword after another, the fourth Lingwu realm warrior was defeated. The sword rose, Xue Fei, and the fifth Lingwu realm warrior was defeated.
The snow fell, the sword disappeared, and the sixth Lingwu realm warrior was defeated. The Lingwu realm warriors at the first level could no longer threaten Ye Chen. Ye Chen's current concentration of sword intent far surpassed them, and his physical strength also far exceeded them.
"It looks like the same sword, but it contains a different flavor. I can't understand his sword!" Ning Ning's expression was dull, and the wisps of sword light hidden in the wind and snow made people intoxicated.
"His sword never needs anyone else. As long as you understand it, you will understand it!" After saying this, Ye Muwan looked at An Ye and others who were also shocked, and smiled politely: "I don't understand it either, but I know that he is here today.
If he can stand here, then he has a 100% chance of defeating anyone present. This is his confidence. I have understood his confidence for a long time, and no one can stop him!"
"Next are the second-level Lingwu warriors. The Lingwu realm warriors who master the rules are the most terrifying!" Ye Chen cleanly defeated the elder of the Wan Yu Sword Sect, which was undoubtedly a blow to An Ye.
Subconsciously, An Ye has regarded Ye Chen as his love rival, but the flashes of sword light made An Ye feel powerless. If he faced such a love rival, would he still be able to win Mu Wan's heart?
The seventh elder came out with a sword, symbolically raised his hand to Ye Chen, and cut it open with his sword. The surrounding snowflakes flew in vain, drowning his figure.
Silently, wisps of brilliant sword light loomed in the flying snow. In an instant, snowflakes from the sky and the earth poured towards Ye Chen, each snowflake carrying endless sword intent.
Putting his love on the sword and the snow, this elder's sword intention has been integrated into this world and the flying snowflakes.
With his eyes closed tightly, Ye Chen's state of mind was also integrated into the flying snow, and the corner of his mouth raised: "I have been used to the snow a long time ago, and I am also used to that figure. Unfortunately, that figure still doesn't stay, so I feel more and more
Get used to the snow!”
The Qilin Sword vibrated slightly, and a mournful sword chant resounded. Ye Chen couldn't help but think of that beautiful figure, Li Shiyue, that figure that had disappeared in the wind and snow.
"This sword was born because of you, so this sword will be given to you!" Ye Chen said lightly, stepping forward with his right foot, his figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared in the wind and snow.
A touch of beautiful and touching sword light shot out. This sword light jumped into Ye Muwan's eyes as bright as stars, gradually spread out, and dyed her unrouged face with a brilliant light.
This sword is very beautiful. The sword is originally a murder weapon, but the emotion contained in it gives the sword a softness that it should not have. However, in this sword, Ye Muwan feels inexplicable sadness...