The purple thunder rushing around struck Ye Shaohan's body. This was a baptism for Ye Shaohan, and the shocking sword marks in the past were also washed away.
"This level of sword intent calamity is far from enough!" Although his body is now strong, Ye Shaohan is still not satisfied.
As if the purple thundercloud in the void had been provoked, a power gathered again, and its purple thunder surged.
Rumble! The purple thundercloud roared again! The purple thunder light came from the sky again, and the purple thunder light suppressed for dozens of miles, connecting the sky and the earth.
For a moment, Ye Shaohan lost his sense of being within a few miles of the other side, and he couldn't even sense Mo Che's breath. Obviously, this coercion had blocked Ye Shaohan's perception.
Although they were dozens of miles away, the students of the Royal Academy retreated one after another. After retreating for hundreds of meters, they felt that the pressure became less intense, and their faces were full of abnormal horror.
Ye Shaohan put the Qilin Sword into the Qilin Ring, stepped forward suddenly, and the space within tens of meters was shattered. At the same time, Ye Shaohan's whole body was filled with strong sword energy, and he rushed towards the purple thundercloud above the void.
The purple thunder cloud is not enough exercise for the body. What Ye Shaohan needs is the exercise of the purple thunder cloud. Only by enduring hardship can he become a master!
"Arrogant!" Feeling the sword intent soaring into the sky, the faces of the people in Nian Samsara changed. They did not expect that Ye Shaohan would do such a crazy move.
"Only you have such courage. It is precisely because of this that you are always at the forefront of your peers!" Mo Che said lightly, without any worry in his heart. He knew that Ye Shaohan would not act recklessly.
The sword intent condensed and broke through the purple thunder that shot out. Ye Shaohan's eyes changed from dull at first to sharp now.
The long sword path was accompanied by loneliness. He, Ye Shaohan, was able to carry the stone sword on his back on the sword path that could be frozen by ice and snow, not just to understand the meaning of the sword.
There are thousands of sword intentions, and he is selfless. Regardless of the thousands of sword intentions in the world, Ye Shaohan always insists on his persistence, not just to understand the sword intention.
On a lonely snowy night, while others were squandering their youth, Ye Shaohan was sitting in the dark ancestral pavilion in pain, not to comprehend the meaning of the sword.
The purple thunder in front of him was the demonic barrier in his heart. Once the purple thunder was broken, his sword will naturally take the first step. There was no possibility of failure. Ye Shaohan always believed in himself.
The sword pointed out, and the surrounding space turbulence receded along both sides, and Ye Shaohan's figure was finally submerged by purple thunderclouds.
As soon as he came into contact with the robbery cloud, a numb feeling came, and Ye Shaohan's body began to twitch. As soon as he gritted his teeth, Ye Shaohan's figure entered the purple thunder cloud, and lightning flashed continuously beside Ye Shaohan.
Ye Shaohan no longer knew what pain meant. He looked firmly into the middle of the purple thunder clouds and moved forward firmly step by step!
The sword intent filled the air, and a huge sword intent shadow emerged behind Ye Shaohan. Every time Ye Shaohan took a step, the sword intent shadow grew several points larger.
No matter how the purple thunder beats his body, a small amount of the purple thunder is absorbed every time, turning into the purest spiritual energy flowing in Ye Shaohan's meridians. Its spiritual energy repairs Ye Shaohan's broken meridians, and the meridians are constantly reborn.
, constant repair.
In the end, Ye Shaohan was numb to this. Ye Shaohan didn't know how many times he had gone through this cycle, and even the pain had become a part of his body.
The sword intent was condensed, and its purple thunder crashed down on the sword shadow, making the sword shadow become more condensed.
The purple thunder couldn't stop Ye Shaohan's steps and took several steps in succession. Its sword energy circled around Ye Shaohan crazily, and the purple thunder all around also struck crazily.
Raising his hand, Ye Shaohan grasped it forward, and his huge sword shadow was suddenly grasped. The sword shadow rose and crashed down, and the purple thunder that came from the sword was directly chopped into light spots.
The light spots gathered towards Ye Shaohan again, and finally disappeared from Ye Shaohan's body. At this moment, the voice of Fire Qilin rang in Ye Shaohan's ears in vain: "Baptism of Thunder Tribulation, boy, take out the Qilin Sword!"
"After the baptism of this thunder tribulation, the quality of the Qilin Sword will definitely improve by several points!" The Qilin Ring was filled with red light, and a few purple thunders poured out of the Qilin Ring. Obviously, the Fire Qilin was also refining the purple thunder.
strength.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan didn't say anything and just took out the Qilin Sword!
The Qilin Sword came out of his hand and floated next to Ye Shaohan. The purple thunder naturally fell on the sword, and crisp sword chants resounded.
When Ye Shaohan stepped into the middle of the purple cloud, the sword shadow was about to materialize, and the whole body was extremely crystal clear, filled with the unique light of purple thunder.
Sitting in a coiled position, at this moment, Ye Shaohan suddenly closed his eyes, his face was extremely dull, and he quietly accepted the internal and external baptism of Zi Lei, while the shadow of the Sky Sword rotated above Ye Shaohan's head.
Vaguely, the shadow of the sword in Ye Shaohan's mind echoed the shadow of the sword above his head.
Looking at the increasingly weaker purple thunderclouds in the void, Mo Che took a breath and murmured: "The sword intention has been condensed!"
The black night fell quietly, and the purple cloud in the sky still lingered, but the covering area gradually shrank, and the sky-reaching sword shadow also appeared in everyone's sight.
Looking at the sky-reaching sword shadow, many Jade Emperor students had the idea of ​​worshiping in their hearts. If they were not smart, these people would have worshiped long ago.
However, although they did not worship, their swords floated strangely, vibrating crazily, and their sword points pointed at the sky-reaching sword shadow in the void.
Not only that, all the swords within a radius of thousands of miles were floating, with their sword tips pointing towards the sky-reaching sword shadow.
Looking at this scene, the warriors in the imperial capital fell silent. Under this pressure, they felt the breath of death.
In the ruins of the palace, Xiao Luojing and others were also silent, especially Xiao Luojing, who looked at the scene in front of him with a complicated expression.
Within these thousands of miles, those sword-shaped leaves also violated the laws of nature, and their leaf tips pointed towards the sword shadow reaching the sky.
"Wanjian Chaozong!" Looking at this scene, Mo Che couldn't maintain the previous indifference on his face. He looked at the sky-reaching sword shadow with a little shock, "It turned out to be Wanjian Chaozong. I didn't expect that this kid's Sword Intent Tribulation
It will make such a big noise!"
Wan Jian Chao Zong, as the name suggests, Wan Jian Chao Zong, when a person's sword intention reaches the extreme of the sword, it will trigger Wan Jian Chao Zong.
It seems that, to a certain extent, Ye Shaohan's sword intention has reached the ultimate level of swordsmanship. After all, Ye Shaohan's sword intention incorporates 10% of his understanding of the fourth generation of sword intention.
Until the purple thundercloud dissipated, the phenomenon of Wanjian Chaozong still existed.
The purple clouds dissipated, and Ye Shaohan's figure emerged. Each strand of his long hair was like a sharp sword, thrusting straight into the sky.
The sky-reaching sword shadow was still spinning above Ye Shaohan, while the Qilin sword was floating strangely in mid-air. The violent aura gradually dissipated, and the sky-reaching sword shadow gradually became ethereal, and finally turned into a stream of light that sank into the mark between Ye Shaohan's eyebrows.
At the same time, the sword shadow in Ye Shaohan's mind became more and more condensed. This sword shadow represented Ye Shaohan's own sword intention.
The turbulence in the space disappeared, and everything returned to calm. At this moment, Ye Shaohan also opened his eyes, and a sharp sword light loomed in his eyes, and finally turned into nothingness.
"This body is quite good!" Standing up, Ye Shaohan immediately took a step forward. The space was shattered to the soles of his feet, and finally returned to its original shape.
If you take a step forward at will, the space you step on will be shattered.
Looking at the turbulent flow of space under his feet, a rare smile appeared in Ye Shaohan's eyes: "The strength of this physical body alone is no less than that of the Fake Spirit Sect!"
Closing his eyes again, Ye Shaohan ran the Reincarnation Art, feeling the surging spiritual energy in his body, and the smile on his lips became stronger and stronger.
"Not only has the sword intention made a breakthrough, but also the cultivation level has reached the second level of Lingzong!" Feeling the completely liquefied spiritual energy, Ye Shaohan let out a breath.
The spiritual energy refined by Zi Lei is extremely condensed, which saves Ye Shaohan the trouble of consolidating his cultivation.
The spiritual energy flows around the body, its wheels.
The flames condensed out, causing ripples in the space. After a few moments, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes.
Ding! The originally motionless Qilin Sword made a crisp sword roar. At this moment, Ye Shaohan noticed the changes in Qilin.
An electric light appeared vaguely on the body of the Qilin Sword, but the electric light appeared and disappeared quickly, and its coercion spread over the Qilin Sword.
After this baptism of Zi Lei, the Qilin Sword has obviously been tempered by Zi Lei, and its quality has improved a lot again.
"The Qilin Sword has been baptized by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although its quality has not broken through, the sword is much sharper than before!" Fire Qilin said.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled, held the Qilin Sword, and a shocking sword intent erupted from his body, and the sword intent directly broke through the void above his head.
Feeling the increasingly perfect sword intent, Ye Shaohan put away his sword intent, and his sharp aura receded.
Looking at Ye Shaohan whose aura disappeared, like a weak scholar, Mo Che nodded secretly: "Although the Sword Intent Tribulation is terrifying, the rewards are naturally far beyond those of ordinary Lingzong realm warriors!"
At this moment, Ye Shaohan was holding the Qilin Sword in his hand, with a harmless smile on his face. Needless to say, this was the first time Mo Che felt a slight palpitation in Ye Shaohan.
With the Qilin Sword tied casually on his back, Ye Shaohan also looked at Mo Che in front of him.
In the past, Mo Che gave Ye Shaohan the feeling that he was a pool of stagnant water without any waves, but now, he gave Ye Shaohan the feeling that he was like a mountain.
Even though Mo Che was standing there, Ye Shaohan couldn't feel his breath. On the contrary, when facing Mo Che, he felt as if he was facing the world.
"Very strong!" Ye Shaohan said secretly. In the past, it was because he was not strong enough and could not feel Mo Che's strength. But now, even though he has made a breakthrough, he can only feel the tip of Mo Che's iceberg.
"This is quite a commotion!" Mo Che chuckled, pointing to the surrounding peaks, "If nothing happens, I have something to say to you, master!"
After saying that, Mo Che's figure turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the surrounding peaks.