Chapter 1224 The long-lost blood, the ultimate swordsmanship decision!
Xiao Chen never thought about seizing the soul of the ancestor from beginning to end.
Because the soul of the ancestor is no longer just a sword, it is more of an extremely huge power.
If it were just a simple sword, he might be interested.
But he doesn't need an external force.
Just like he would not forcefully use methods of absorbing and swallowing external forces and objects to practice.
Just when Xiao Chen was thinking about how to deal with the soul of the ancestor.
Suddenly, a powerful sword intent was released from the sword body of the Soul of the Ancestor. The sword intent fell like starlight and sprinkled on the Cold Spirit Pond, supporting the huge magic circle.
The magic circle was operating, and the ability to shift space suddenly appeared. It actually took Xia Shiyun hostage and mysteriously disappeared in front of Xiao Chen and Meng Qing.
"court death!"
Xiao Chen's expression instantly became furious.
This sword seemed to have given birth to some intelligence, but it actually dared to kidnap Xia Shiyun in front of him?
"Why did it disappear?"
Mengqing looked at the empty Hanling Pond, and it was hard to imagine how the soul of the ancestor had taken away Xia Shiyun.
What is the purpose of taking away Xia Shiyun?
"Bad trick!"
Xiao Chen sneered, his divine power surged, and he swung his sword angrily.
Hiss!
A sword swept wildly, and the law was unable to resist the pressure of the sword. The void in the ancestral world immediately cracked, and another layer of space came into view.
Then, Xiao Chen didn't hesitate and got directly into the crack.
"There is actually a second level of space in the ancestral world?"
The dream was shocking.
But without thinking too much, she followed Xiao Chen and got into the crack in space.
The second level of space in the ancestral world does not have such cold and harsh air currents, but it is more remote and profound.
As soon as I stepped into the dream, I felt as if I had returned to the ancient times.
"Heaven...Dao...Ling...Long...Xin!"
In the second layer of space, the soul of the ancestor in the form of a snow sword wrapped the unconscious Xia Shiyun with sword light, and murmured a sound that sounded like surprise and fanaticism.
"The Exquisite Heart of Heaven?"
Mengqing heard the words and murmured to herself.
Could it be that there is some secret hidden in Xia Shiyun?
Xiao Chen also hesitated for a moment.
The exquisite heart of heaven?
Is it another name for the Nine Apertures Exquisite Heart?
But he had no time to think too much, so he stepped forward and said coldly: "Leave her to me!"
laugh!
What Xiao Chen responded to was an unexpected sword energy.
That sword was brilliant and short-lived, just like the beginning of the sword. It obviously did not involve any rules, but it transcended the rules of the world and wielded the sword to the extreme with the most ordinary gesture.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it is the simplest sword energy, which can be used by beginners of swordsmanship.
But in the eyes of a true master, it is an invincible sword, a sword that returns to nature.
puff!
The sword energy was faster than the blink of an eye, and penetrated Xiao Chen's body in an instant, bringing with it a shocking blood energy.
"He... was hurt?!"
Mengqing was surprised, but soon relieved.
After all, it was the soul of the ancestor, so it was not surprising that it could hurt Xiao Chen.
"Xiao Chen, the soul of the ancestor has no intention of being hostile to you, it just warns you not to get close. Let's take a look, it shouldn't be harmful to the poetry!" Mengqing advised.
However, Xiao Chen did not respond. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the blood overflowing from his chest. He felt the real pain and his emotions fluctuated obviously.
Suddenly, a surge of vitality surged out of the body, and the wound was about to heal soon.
That is the power of Chaos Qinglian.
Chaos Qinglian felt that her master was injured, and was very distressed and angry.
"Xiaoqing, there is no need to heal my wounds!"
But Xiao Chen forcibly suppressed it, suppressing the power of Chaos Qinglian, making it unable to heal the wound, and the blood was still filled.
Although Chaos Qinglian couldn't explain it, she clearly responded with a feeling of confusion and depression.
"I thought I was numb a long time ago. I didn't expect that one day I would feel real pain again. Is this why my blood boils?"
Xiao Chen laughed softly, seemingly unable to suppress his inner excitement.
His injury was considered a minor injury, very light.
But there is no doubt that the tearing pain is real.
That sword really hurt him!
"He...he doesn't have masochism, does he?"
Mengqing looked at Xiao Chen, a little speechless.
Xiao Chen was injured, and she couldn't feel a trace of anger or fear from Xiao Chen, only suppressed excitement.
At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to have a devil hiding in his body, looking ferociously at the world, trying to break free from the shackles and escape.
"It's not good, what is he going to do?" Meng Qing had an ominous premonition.
"This shouldn't be all you have. Come on, let me see your most original and pure swordsmanship!"
Suddenly, Xiao Chen sneered, teleported in one step, and the figure appeared in front of the soul of the ancestor.
Buzz!
The soul of the ancestor felt a strong fighting spirit and trembled violently, as if in fear and anger.
call out!
A sword energy entwined with the chain of laws roared out and attacked Xiao Chen.
However, he saw Xiao Chen showing an absolutely tyrannical posture. With one hand, the sword energy was directly crushed by him, and the chain of laws completely failed in the face of his incredible power.
Boom!
The entire ancestral world was shaken, the void collapsed, turbulence raged, and the rules were scattered.
Although Mengqing was some distance away from Xiao Chen, she was still affected, and the power of the chaotic rules seemed to tear her body apart.
puff!
Vomiting several large mouthfuls of blood, Mengqing looked horrified, gasping for breath, paralyzed on the ground, dozens of torn blood marks appeared on her body, and her mind was completely shrouded in the shadow of death.
It's not that she doesn't want to escape or stay away from the battlefield, it's just that she simply can't do it.
You know, this is just the aftermath of the first move between the two.
How terrible?
"You really amaze me!"
Xiao Chen stared at the soul of the ancestor, his interest became more and more high, he waved his hand to condense the divine sword, and thousands of avenues were merged into the sword's intention.
However, this sword, which is enough to make the gods fearful, does not strike at the soul of the ancestor, but at itself.
With this sword strike, all the rest of Xiao Chen's abilities were sealed, leaving only the purest sword intention in his body.
"He sealed the rest of his power and wanted to fight the soul of the ancestor with pure swordsmanship?"
Mengqing, who had recovered slightly, looked dull.
She could vaguely understand Xiao Chen's state.
Victory, transcendence, invincibility!
Xiao Chen has been lonely for too long. At least in terms of swordsmanship, he has not met an opponent who is qualified enough for him to face up to for too long.
But when he met the soul of the ancestor and was wounded by a sword, Xiao Chen shed his blood and the long-lost heartbeat.
It's extremely cold at high places.
After being alone in the field of swordsmanship for too long, he finally met a powerful being who could rival him in swordsmanship and even surpassed him in swordsmanship. How could he not move?
"Who is he? Is he really at the same level as the ancestor? But... how is it possible?"
Dreams are incomprehensible.
She had a vague feeling that the reason why the First Ancestor was able to hurt Xiao Chen with his first sword was because Xiao Chen was just worried about Xia Shiyun at the beginning and lost some of his guard. The First Ancestor was slightly suspected of a sneak attack.
For the second sword, after Xiao Chen became more interested, he crushed the sword containing the chain of laws with his bare hands. It was terrifyingly powerful.
But now, Xiao Chen kills himself with a sword, cutting off other abilities, leaving only the purest swordsmanship in his body. It seems that he can still compete with the ancestor.
"I can't miss this battle!"
Mengqing gritted her teeth without any thought of retreating.
She knew that if she continued to stay here, she would definitely die, be torn apart by the laws of collapse, and be blasted to pieces by the sheer power of their swords.
But she didn't want to miss this battle or any scene.
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you may die in the evening! (To be continued)