Chapter 841: Ninety-nine sword intent, melt my killing intent (2)
Chapter 841 Ninety-nine percent of the sword intention merges with my killing intention (Part 2)
Chapter 841 Ninety-nine percent of the sword intention merges with my killing intention (Part 2)
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Under the snowflakes, Ye Chen's entire body had blended into the snowstorm.
The snow dyed his hair white and also covered the Qilin Sword. Ye Chen opened his eyes and sat on the snow, quietly recalling the previous battle.
When a bright sword light shoots out and gently cuts across someone else's neck, the blooming blood flower falls powerlessly, this is a sword that conquers the city!
Ye Chen's sword was like this. It was as light as snow, making it impossible to catch. In the past, this sword blended into the wind, but now, this sword blends into the snow.
The snowflakes fell, falling on Ye Chen's face and hands, and finally fell sideways on the Qilin Sword.
Ye Chen took out dozens of sword skills from the Qilin Ring. These sword skills came from the Wan Yu Sword Sect, including several earth-level sword skills.
Earth-level sword skills! Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and was immersed in it. He held the book in his left hand and pointed his right hand together as a sword. The sword fingers pulled together to outline a series of sword shadows.
The shadow of the sword penetrated the surrounding space, and the turbulent flow of space stirred up the wind and snow, but Ye Chen was completely unaware of it, immersed in his own world.
Ye Chen's world is still a scarlet world. Ye Chen is dressed in white clothes and holding a long sword, flying around. Thousands of sword skills are transformed into one sword, and one sword is transformed into ten thousand swords.
It wasn't until the night sky was filled with stars that Ye Chen woke up. His eyes were still slightly confused as he looked at the sword skills scattered on the side.
The cold wind blew Ye Chen's martial robe, and Ye Chen's eyes gradually became clearer. He took out the Moon God Pendant, felt the sword intent on it, and a kind of enlightenment flowed in his heart.
His sword intention is lonely, and his sword skills are also lonely, because no one can see his sword skills. Everyone who has seen it has been buried and disappeared in the long river of time.
That kind of loneliness is indescribable, the loneliness that comes from the depths of the soul, such as the loneliness as cold as ice and snow on the mountain peaks, the loneliness as lonely as a shooting star on a winter night.
This is the sword intention of a generation. Ye Chen knows that if he wants to become a peerless swordsman, he must learn to be lonely. Only the sword in his hand can always accompany him.
Ye Chen couldn't help but see that figure who was close to a god, a man who had no friends in his life, only a sword.
"Ninety-nine percent of the sword intent!" Ye Chen murmured softly. Ye Chen knew that he would never be able to comprehend 100 percent of the sword intent of the generation.
The sword intention of a generation is to live with a sword in hand and die with a sword in hand. He has no friends in his life and is doomed to be lonely. But Ye Chen has friends, Mu Chen, Fatty Xiao, etc.
"Everyone's loneliness is different, but the essence is the same!" Ye Chen brushed away the snowflakes, and the Qilin Sword emerged again.
Holding the Qilin Sword in hand, Ye Chen pulled out the sword, and the crisp sound of its sword resounded.
"There is still one step left to reach 100% sword intention, but I still can't cross this step, so let's just let it happen!" Ye Chen brought out the sword with one move. This extremely simple sword contained endless mysteries.
"Then let my killing intent be integrated into this sword intent and form 100% of the sword intent!" Ye Chen whispered. In an instant, a shocking killing intent swirled in Ye Chen's heart. This meant killing tens of thousands.
The murderous intention formed behind the person.
Blood flowed for thousands of miles, and corpses were pillowed on Qianxun Mountain! Killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero. As soon as this murderous intention appeared on Ye Chen, the air within a few miles fell in vain, and the snowflakes were frozen in the void.
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This murderous intention that penetrated into the bone marrow caused Gu Hong in the distance to let out several mournful sounds, causing ripples in the space and making the world change color in vain.
On Wan Yu Peak, Ning Ning and Ye Muwan's faces were extremely pale. Under this killing intent, their whole bodies were soaked in cold sweat.
"This killing intention is his killing intention!" Ye Muwan's face was as white as snowflakes. His killing intention was more terrifying than before. Although Ye Muwan knew that Ye Chen's killing intention was not aimed at her, she still did not
Origin of heart palpitations.
"How many people did he kill?" Ning Ning said with a slightly trembling tone. On the snow-covered Wujian Peak, there were gusts of dark wind. Ning Ning could even hear the howling ghosts and wolves that filled the sky.
"A lot!" Ye Muwan whispered: "As long as there is a reason to kill, he will persist without hesitation. This was the case before, it is the same now, and it will be even more so in the future!"
On the steep rock, Jian Yu stood with his sword in hand, his sword eyebrows slightly raised, looking at Wu Jian Peak in the distance, and chuckled: "He has killed Lingwu Realm warriors!"
In this killing intent, Jian Yu could smell that several Lingwu realm warriors had died in Ye Chen's hands.
The killing intent was integrated into his own sword intent, and a sword shadow emerged in the sky above Ye Chen, filled with endless killing intent.
Standing on the cliff, Qing Jue felt like he was in a trance. He seemed to be able to hear the cries of ghosts, howls of wolves, and screams in the shadow of the sword.
The phantom of the sword's intention merged with Ye Chen's life-long killing intention, the killing intention of his past and present lives. For a moment, Ye Chen was like a peerless god of death, making people afraid to look directly at him.
"My hands are stained with the blood of many people. How many people are there? I don't know, there are really many!" Ye Chen whispered, his eyes gradually becoming confused.
Looking at the endless void, Ye Chen's eyes seemed to be able to travel through space and time, seeing his past life and the first prey that died in his hands.
Ye Chen remembered that when he first became a killer, his first prey was a sinister businessman, an extremely fat middle-aged man. To this day, Ye Chen still remembers the tragic death of the fat man and the fear in his eyes.
The nausea of killing someone for the first time, the confusion of killing someone for the first time, Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth, raised his left hand, and a trace of murderous intention merged into the shadow of the sword intention.
As his thoughts continued to wander, Ye Chen's second person he killed was a young woman. Because she went behind the business boss's back to support the pretty boy, the business boss issued a fatwa.
The third one was the son of a merchant. Because he had the sole right to inherit property, he was killed by his uncle Ye Chen.
More and more figures flashed in front of Ye Chen's eyes. Ye Chen's left finger pointed out one after another. Every time he clicked out, a trace of murderous intent was integrated into the sword intention.
It was not until the end of his previous life that Ye Chen realized that he had killed 2,312 people in his previous life, including young and old, ranging from national leaders to market vendors.
"It turns out that so many people died in my hands in the previous life, 2,312 people!" Ye Chen murmured softly.
A smile emerged. This smile was a bit cold. Ye Chen shook his head slightly and sighed: "That's a lifetime!"
The past life has become the past, left in the memory of the past, and has become the past. Only this life is real.
In this life, the first person Ye Chen killed was Liu Mei's cousin. To this day, Ye Chen still remembers that face, and there was still a look of disbelief on the dead face.
With one pointing, the murderous aura blended into the shadow of the sword. Then came Luo Jue, and then all kinds of people, people killed in the wasteland, people from the Liu family, the Luo family, people from the Han family, came all the way, Ye Chen
More and more people are being killed.
Traces of murderous intent slowly gathered together. Every time a figure appeared in front of his eyes, the murderous intent around him became stronger and stronger.
Under this murderous intention, Qing Jue and others took a few steps back. In their incredible eyes, the entire Wujian Peak had condensed with a layer of frost.
The black ice aura integrated into Ye Chen's body also merged into this murderous intention. The ice layer gradually spread and a layer of frost condensed in the sky above Wan Yu Peak.
Ye Chen completely turned a blind eye to all of this. He was immersed in his own memories. All that floated in front of his eyes were the figures of the people he had killed.
Gradually, Ye Chen was completely immersed in his memory. His experiences over the past few years seemed to be played backwards. Ye Chen was like a stranger, quietly watching this life played backwards.
From the first murder when the bloodline was awakened, to killing Luo Jue for Li Shiyue, then becoming Ming to kill people, and then entering the wasteland, all the bits and pieces came together.
Going to the Jade Emperor Academy, the trip to the imperial capital, the trip to the Sword God Gate, and several defense battles, these scenes appeared in Ye Chen's mind.
The figures floating in front of him were getting faster and faster. At first, Ye Chen could still call out the names of those people, but later, Ye Chen didn't know what those people were called either.
These murderous intentions merged into Ye Chen's mind, and the figures of the Lie Sun Sect's crazy massacre of the city remained until now. After a long time, no figures appeared in front of his eyes anymore.
In the end, Ye Chen only had the intention to kill in his heart. Life is the beginning of death, death is the continuation of life, and everything is reincarnated.
Life and death are just a manifestation of reincarnation. In this endless killing, Ye Chen understood life and death, and a sense of realization came to Ye Chen's heart.
Killing also has rules, just like the rules of the wind! Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked at the murderous intent that seemed to be materialized in front of him. With a finger, the murderous intent merged into the shadow of the sword.
At this moment, the murderous intention in Ye Chen's body was completely integrated into the sword intention. At the same time, Ye Chen also knew that the evolution of his sword intention was finally reaching its peak.
"Killing intention represents the last trace of realization, 100% sword intention! The fourth sword intention tribulation, long time no see!" Ye Chen murmured softly. In an instant, the shadow of sword intention merged into Ye Chen's body, and there was no more in the void.
A hint of murderous intent.
However, there was an inexplicable pressure in the void.