"Boy, tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to persist for so long under these two sword intents," Huo Qilin said in disbelief.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan ignored Huo Qilin. His eyes were still on the two jade pendants. He still slashed out with his sword and took several steps forward again.
Bang bang Ye Shaohan's figure fell to the ground again, but in the next moment he miraculously stood up. Huo Qilin's eyes changed from surprise to shock, but now they were just dull.
Looking at Ye Shaohan who was still crawling towards the two jade pendants even though he fell to the ground, Huo Qilin was speechless for a long time. He had been shocked by Ye Shaohan's madness.
It wasn't until a few moments later that a trace of blood appeared on the floor of the attic that Huo Qilin suddenly woke up. Seeing the bloody shadow lying on the ground, his face changed slightly, and his right hand came out of the Suzaku Fire. At the same time, the Suzaku Fire
It surged around like a tide, suppressing the surrounding sword energy, and the two extremely terrifying sword intents were once again submerged into the two jade pendants.
The entire hall returned to its previous state again, and Ye Shaohan also sat up from the ground, his face pale, and he was breathing heavily.
He held his right hand in the air and grabbed the two jade pendants. The figure of the fire unicorn leaped down next to Ye Shaohan. When he saw that Ye Shaohan was not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a slightly scolding tone: "You kid, you are
It’s so courageous to actually fight against the sword intent of the second generation and fourth generation like this. Even if you want to use their sword intent to hone yourself, don’t seek death like this.”
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly: "Don't you think this is a good cultivation method?"
Enjoying the feeling of brushing against death, he constantly broke through his own limits. He stood up, sat down, and put the Qilin sword in his hand aside. After Ye Shaohan stuffed a few pills into his mouth, he stood facing
Huo Qilin next to him said: "There is no shortcut in cultivation. If you want to gain more strength, you have to pay more price."
After saying that, Ye Shaohan slowly closed his eyes, put his hands on his chest, and started practicing under Huo Qilin's helpless eyes.
The clanging sound of swords resounded throughout the attic, and in an instant, the reliefs originally carved on the walls of the attic were weirdly twisted together.
"Is there something weird in this attic?" Huo Qilin's face darkened slightly, and he moved towards Ye Shaohan. At the same time, he waved his right hand, and a red flame shield covered Ye Shaohan.
In the sky above the hall, facing the top of the attic, the space there seemed to be distorted. Under Huo Qilin's solemn gaze, the center of the attic emitted light like a bright moon, and a half-foot-long beam of light actually appeared.
It is a thin sword with a length of three feet and seven inches. The sword is transparent, as thin as a cicada's wing, and less than an inch wide. There is a blood groove three feet long in the middle of the sword.
At the same time, the tide of sword energy all around also emerged strangely, and the entire attic seemed to be in the clouds and mist.
But Ye Shaohan, who was practicing, was completely unaware, his eyes were still closed tightly, and the spiritual energy around him was still pouring into Ye Shaohan's body like a tide.
As if he were in the clouds and mist, at the end there was an extremely loud roar of dragons in the entire attic. Under Huo Qilin's incredible gaze, the reliefs on the wall seemed to come alive and actually broke out of the wall.
The sword energy was billowing in the clouds, and it looked like a dragon flying through the sky. Finally, the dragon shadows suddenly disappeared on the thin sword.
The sword energy also surged toward the thin sword like a tide. Under the gaze of Huo Qilin, the thin sword gradually turned into a phantom.
The sound of the wind suddenly sounded, and the thin sword suddenly shot towards the place where Ye Shaohan and Huo Qilin were, carrying with it the sword energy in the entire attic.
Seeing this, Huo Qilin rarely showed a trace of solemnity. He pointed his right hand as a sword and suddenly pointed forward. With this point, the entire hall seemed to become a sea of flames, and the fire of Suzaku emerged from Huo Qilin's fingertips.
, However, what shocked Ye Shaohan was that when his fingertips touched the shadow of the thin sword, the shadow of the thin sword penetrated through his palm in such a strange way.
Huo Qilin suddenly turned around, and in his horrified gaze, the thin sword shadow silently penetrated the air shield he had arranged, and finally disappeared into Ye Shaohan's body.
"Hey..." A soft sigh suddenly floated in the ancestral pavilion. Fire Qilin's figure was shaken, and his soul power surged out like a tide. He was very familiar with this voice. It belonged to that kid from the fourth generation.
.....
That sigh resounded in Huo Qilin's ears as if traveling through space.
The soul power filled the entire attic like water. Huo Qilin sighed softly and murmured softly: "Is it still a regret? Are you really dead, Fourth Generation?"
According to Huo Qilin, the saddest thing in the world is when you wake up, but those familiar faces in the past are just yellowed memories.
Huo Qilin's eyes also fell on Ye Shaohan. When he saw that the thin sword disappeared and did not cause any harm to Ye Shaohan, Huo Qilin breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, the surrounding sword energy surged toward Ye Shaohan, turning into the purest spiritual energy and entering Ye Shaohan's body.
A storm of spiritual energy emerged in the attic, and as the spiritual energy raged, there was a whirring sound in the attic.
A layer of rich spiritual energy appeared around Ye Shaohan. His whole body was as gorgeous as a crystal, and three rays of red, blue and green light flickered on Ye Shaohan's body.
The Wind God Art and the Vermillion Bird Art were operating at full strength. At this time, Ye Shaohan's mind was as calm as ever. Perhaps it was because he had just experienced several lives and deaths. At this time, his state of mind was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, as if nothing could cause any more disturbance to him. However,
Ye Shaohan's figure suddenly shook, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that the spiritual energy coming from around him was thicker than he expected.
A long but extremely pure spiritual energy circulates in Ye Shaohan's body, constantly nourishing Ye Shaohan's meridians wherever it passes. Looking from a distance, Ye Shaohan's skin surface exudes a faint white light...
Looking at Ye Shaohan's crystal-clear skin like snow, Huo Qilin sighed repeatedly, Shaohan's skin is getting better!
"Whether we can break through depends on this moment!"
Staring at the huge group of spiritual energy, Ye Shaohan sighed in his heart. At the same time, the Vermillion Bird Art was also running crazily in his body.
The spiritual energy followed the meridians and passed through hundreds of meridians, straight down, and rushed into the sea of Qi in the Dantian. At this moment, a clear and melodious sword sound suddenly sounded in Ye Shaohan's mind, as if the sword sound had existed forever.
This huge amount of spiritual energy poured into the cyclone, divided into three streams, and slammed into Ye Shaohan's true crystal. At this moment, a ball of blood and flames suddenly emerged, wrapping the spiritual energy. The originally violent spiritual energy
It has also become extremely supple. Under the operation of the Vermillion Bird Art, the spiritual energy turns into fire-attribute true energy, swims in the meridians, and is finally injected into the fire-attribute true crystal.
The surface of the fire-attribute true crystal was filled with brilliance, and its volume also expanded several points. Finally, Ye Shaohan once again used this method to operate the Wind God Technique and the extremely bad water-attribute technique.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan was already intoxicated in the pleasure of cultivation. The feeling was as nostalgic as taking drugs.
In the ancestral pavilion, Huo Qilin looked at Ye Shaohan, whose long hair was floating in the wind, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face. With his strength, he could naturally feel that Ye Shaohan was on the verge of a breakthrough.
The surrounding sword energy gradually dissipated, and a melodious sword sound also sounded. As the sword sound sounded, Ye Shaohan's whole body momentum suddenly increased a lot.
The reliefs on the attic walls suddenly disappeared, the walls no longer emitted light, and the light of the flames around the fire unicorn seemed so eye-catching at this moment...
"He actually broke through to the third level of the Spirit Emperor! This level of cultivation would be extremely terrifying even if it lasted tens of thousands of years, this kid!"
With Huo Qilin's strength, he could see the changes in Ye Shaohan's aura at this moment, but even so, a trace of surprise still flashed across Huo Qilin's eyes, and he murmured softly. At this moment, Huo Qilin was deeply afraid that his words would interrupt Ye Shaohan's practice.
A few months ago, Ye Shaohan just broke through to the first level of the Spirit Emperor. With Ye Shaohan's current strength, if he wanted to break through to the third level of the Spirit Emperor, it would probably take at least several years if he practiced normally. However, since the Ye family experienced the disaster,
Ye Shaohan's repeated limit-breaking battles, especially the battle with Qiu Bao, and being suppressed by the sword just now, Ye Shaohan continued to challenge his own limits. Even though he escaped death many times, this is the world.
In reality, only hard work can lead to gains. Coupled with the assistance of the spiritual energy formed by those strange sword energy, Ye Shaohan was able to break through.
Ordinary people would rest no matter how crazy they were in cultivation, but Ye Shaohan didn't know what rest meant and he practiced hard for twenty hours a day.
In addition to hard training, fighting is always the best shortcut to improve one's strength. The battles Ye Shaohan experienced during this period undoubtedly continued to squeeze Ye Shaohan's potential.
"The fire attribute has broken through to the third level of the Spirit Emperor. It seems that Suzaku's immortal skills are quite good!" Fire Qilin said with a smile on his lips.
However, at this moment, Ye Shaohan's aura suddenly surged again, an invisible force was generated out of thin air, and the entire ancestral pavilion was shaken.
The smile on Huo Qilin's face suddenly stopped. This time, even Huo Qilin's face showed a trace of surprise. He looked at Ye Shaohan whose aura was still rising rapidly. It was not until Ye Shaohan's aura stopped rising sharply that he
Fire Qilin's complicated voice slowly sounded out: "The wind attribute has also been broken through. If there is a good water attribute technique, I am afraid that even the water attribute breakthrough can be broken through! Tsk tsk, the descendants of the fourth generation are indeed as perverted as him!"
Time was like quicksand at the fingertips, unable to be grasped, and when it was already late at night outside, Ye Shaohan just stopped practicing.
Feeling the almost liquefied Qi in his body, a smile appeared on Ye Shaohan's lips, and he finally made a breakthrough!
However, the only drawback is that he has not yet achieved a breakthrough in the water attribute. However, Ye Shaohan is confident that as long as he gets a good water attribute technique, his breakthrough will be just around the corner.