Under the control of Fire Qilin, the Suzaku Fire turned into a rainbow and shot towards the center of the hall, and a hissing sound also sounded in the huge hall.
Looking at the Suzaku Fire floating in the hall, Huo Qilin frowned slightly, with a look of contemplation on his face, while Ye Shaohan looked at the surrounding decorations.
"That's it!" Fire Qilin raised his right hand slightly, and a trace of energy shot out and approached Ye Shaohan's right hand. A bloody opening was cut open, and several drops of blood dripped down.
In an instant, the entire hall was filled with countless sword energy, and the blood stains were strangely fused with the sword energy.
Under the gazes of Ye Shaohan and Huo Qilin, a Yupei appeared in the hall. It was full of sword intent, crystal clear, but showing a blood red color.
An extremely strange and lifelike dragon appeared on it, with an ancient font engraved on it: Broken.
At the same time, Ye Shaohan also took out the Yupei he got at the Sword Tomb from the Qilin Ring. Almost as soon as he took it out, a force surged out of the Yupei, broke away from Ye Shaohan's right hand, and shot towards the Yupei in the hall.
go.
Two equally monstrous Yu Pei were floating there quietly. Almost at the same time, two different sword intents exploded on the two Yu Pei.
Bang! Ye Shaohan's figure suddenly took a few steps back, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the two pieces of lust in horror.
Even the Fire Qilin's figure was swaying slightly, and the Suzaku Fire on the surface looked extremely dim. Under these two domineering sword intentions, even the Suzaku Fire was no longer the same as before.
The Qilin Sword tied behind his back began to sway, making a whirring sound like a surrender to the king.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan's face darkened slightly, he took off the Qilin Sword, held the Qilin Sword and stepped forward suddenly, slashing out the long sword, and the Qilin Sword stopped shaking.
"My sword never needs to submit to others!" Ye Shaohan's eyes were indifferent, and his whole body burst out with a strong aura. Although he could not fight against the two sword intentions, at least Ye Shaohan's figure stopped shaking.
Looking at the two Yupei, Huo Qilin held his right hand forward, and the Suzaku fire surged forward like a tide. Under the suppression of the Suzaku fire, the surrounding sword energy did not enter the Yupei.
The ancestral pavilion that was originally shaking also stopped shaking. Seeing this, Huo Qilin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chuckled: "The second generation and the fourth generation's sword intention, just a trace of sword intention forced me to be so embarrassed!"
After saying that, a trace of loneliness appeared on Huo Qilin's face. Now he is no longer the all-powerful Huo Qilin.
Glancing slightly, looking at Ye Shaohan who was covered in cold sweat, Huo Qilin once again smiled at the corner of his mouth. He was not afraid of the swordsmanship of the second and fourth generations. Over the past tens of thousands of years, Luoyu Continent has produced talents in large numbers, but countless
How many talents are not afraid of the swordsmanship of the second and fourth generations? Perhaps it is because they are afraid that they have never been able to pass the second and fourth generations.
"The sword intention of the second generation is the embodiment of artistic conception to a certain extent. The sword intention of the second generation is only me, and I am the only one in the world! And the sword intention of the fourth generation" said this, Huo Qilin couldn't help but look at Ye Shaohan with a complicated look in his eyes.
Mixed with a hint of guilt that Ye Shaohan couldn't understand, after a pause, Huo Qilin continued: "Shaohan, if you want to become a strong man, you must be unafraid of the sword intent of these two!"
"Aren't you afraid of their sword intent?" Ye Shaohan's mouth curved with a hint of madness, and he said lightly: "Being fearless is not enough. What I want is to defeat their sword intent!"
After finishing speaking, Ye Shaohan suddenly took a step forward, holding the long sword in his hand. His killing intent exploded, and the sword energy filled the air. With this sword, he stood proudly.
Seeing this, Huo Qilin also showed a crazy smile at the corner of his mouth. He raised his right hand slightly and immediately waved it forward. All the Suzaku fire that was originally floating in the hall disappeared into Huo Qilin's body. At the same time, Huo Qilin stepped slightly,
He suddenly jumped back and landed in the corner a few meters behind Ye Shaohan. He formed a seal with his hands and an invisible air shield enveloped the entire ancestral pavilion from the inside.
Almost at the moment when the air shield was formed, two extremely terrifying sword intents completely exploded on the two pieces of Yupei, and the boundless sword intent filled the entire hall.
Outside the ancestral pavilion, the old man who protected the pavilion looked at the lonely ancestral pavilion as if it were dead water in surprise. A trace of surprise appeared on the old face, and at the same time, he took a few steps forward!
Two withered old hands had just poked out from his sleeves, and at this moment, two palpitating sword intent suddenly burst out from the ancestral pavilion. Although the sword intent only appeared for a breath, the old man was as if he had seen a ghost, and his body was kicking.
He kicked back a few steps. It was not until he had retreated a hundred meters that the old man stopped. Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the old man's eyes were full of horror when he looked at the ancestral pavilion. At that moment just now
, he almost suffocated.
The old man outside the ancestral pavilion was in such a mess, let alone Ye Shaohan inside the ancestral pavilion.
Bang bang! A muffled sound suddenly sounded, and all the military robes on Ye Shaohan's body were shattered. At the same time, his body was thrown dozens of meters, and his back slammed into the air shield arranged by Huo Qilin.
Poof! His face was extremely pale, blood emerged from the corners of Ye Shaohan's mouth like running water, and he slowly fell to the ground, landing on one knee.
Bang! There was a dull sound as his knee hit the ground, and the pain that pierced the bone marrow swept through Ye Shaohan's whole body.
Under these two sword intents, Ye Shaohan found that he was not even qualified to stand up. The Qilin Sword now slipped weakly from his fingers and fell to his side.
The Qilin Sword is no longer as sharp as before, and at this moment, the Qilin Sword is as embarrassed as Ye Shaohan.
Looking at Ye Shaohan kneeling on the ground in the corner, Huo Qilin sighed slightly. Even though he had the courage, he still lacked the strength to match it!
Raising his right hand slightly, Huo Qilin was about to take action to suppress the two sword intents. However, when Huo Qilin touched Ye Shaohan's eyes, his right hand suddenly stopped.
What a look in that look, without the slightest fear, only determination and even a hint of madness!
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Shaohan raised his eyes slightly, and under the gaze of Huo Qilin, a crazy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and Ye Shaohan showed a hint of madness in his eyes, enjoying the oppression coming from all around and the deep feeling of powerlessness deep in his heart.
Struggling in despair, struggling in despair, Ye Shaohan felt so warm at this moment.
Even if my strength is not good, so what, my persistence will definitely make those lonely people in the sky perform a shocking confession
After wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Shaohan held the Qilin Sword with his right hand very slowly. Several times in succession, he could not hold the Qilin Sword, and his whole figure was slightly shaken.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan was like a lonely boat in the sea, and those two terrifying sword intentions were like rough waves.
In one of the sword intentions, Ye Shaohan felt the domineering power of no one else in the world, while in the other sword intention, Ye Shaohan felt endless killing intent. His ears seemed to be surrounded by the cries of countless wronged souls.
Two different sword intentions were constantly washing Ye Shaohan's mind.
After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but have a trace of confusion in his eyes, and murmured softly: "Then what is my sword intention?"
Huo Qilin, who was originally watching Ye Shaohan, suddenly changed his expression. He still underestimated the power of these two swords, and it actually began to affect Ye Shaohan's heart.
However, just when Huo Qilin was about to take action, Ye Shaohan's confused eyes changed and became as firm as steel. At the same time, he held the Qilin sword on the ground. In Huo Qilin's slightly surprised eyes, Ye Shaohan's
The figure slowly stood up from the ground, still standing proudly under the impact of these two swords.
Raising the sword, the Qilin Sword fell from top to bottom, and a loud explosion suddenly sounded. He had the intention to kill without killing, and the killing intention exploded on Ye Shaohan.
Behind Zhang Ming's sword is endless loneliness and ten years of persistence. However, my sword does not pursue the pursuit of the nine days of laughter and pride. My sword does not pursue the ultimate in love. My sword is only for the pursuit of the ultimate in killing. That's all.
That's all, under Huo Qilin's surprised gaze, Ye Shaohan suddenly took a step forward, his whole face flushed as red as if he could drip blood.
One man and one sword, Ye Shaohan was like an unsheathed sword at this moment. Under the training of these two swords, Ye Shaohan's whole body became more and more powerful.
A surprised look emerged, Huo Qilin looked at Ye Shaohan thoughtfully, and murmured softly: "Use these two swords to hone yourself, and even hone the way you insist on."
In the eyes of Huo Qilin, Ye Shaohan was just a genius with good qualifications. However, in the eyes of Huo Qilin, Ye Shaohan only had the potential to become a strong man. However, today, Huo Qilin is extremely sure that even if Ye Shaohan cannot exceed the fourth generation in the future,
People, but their achievements will definitely be no less than those of the fourth generation. A smile of appreciation appeared at the corner of his mouth.
However, in the next moment, the smile at the corner of Huo Qilin's mouth stopped abruptly. Under his surprised eyes, Ye Shaohan took a few steps forward again.
Cold sweat had flowed all over his body, and Ye Shaohan's face was as pale as death. However, his eyes became more and more sharp, and he always held the sword in one hand, and the Qilin Sword never trembled.
Bang Under the pressure of the surrounding sword energy, Ye Shaohan's figure fell to the ground again. This time, both knees landed on the ground at the same time, and a dull sound was heard.
It was like a mountain pressing on his shoulders, and the pain swept over him like a tide. Ye Shaohan's brows did not wrinkle, but he looked at the Qilin Sword. The sword energy surrounded the tip of the Qilin Sword.
"Why aren't you willing to give in?" Looking at the Qilin Sword, Ye Shaohan chuckled softly. At the same time, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the two jade pendants, with a hint of madness in his eyes.
Ye Shaohan always believes that if you can stand up one more time than you fall, you are a strong person.
Standing up from the floor with great difficulty, Ye Shaohan held the Qilin Sword again, raised his right foot slightly, and took a step forward with a smile on his face.
Blue veins popped out, and traces of blood emerged along the sword marks on Ye Shaohan's body. In an instant, Ye Shaohan turned into a bloody man.