Yang Ye seemed to have expected it, and was not surprised at all, saying: "Senior, have you really thought about it?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the intermediate half-saint puppet next to Yang Ye, then sneered and said: "Puppets are puppets after all, and they can't be compared to humans. I'll give you a chance to hand over those puppets before, and
You are an intermediate half-saint puppet, I will spare your life. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to die later!"
"Okay, actually, I wanted to kill you originally, but I just didn't have an excuse. Fortunately, I have one now!"
Yang Ye waved his right hand, and six Half-Saints appeared around him. Seeing these six Half-Saint puppets, the middle-aged man's mouth turned sarcastic, and said: "You want to kill me just because of these puppets?"
?It’s so ridiculous! You are just an emperor.”
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's voice stopped suddenly, and his eyes showed a look of shock, because his realm became the ninth level of the Emperor Realm in an instant!
"Boundary-suppressing stone, you actually have a boundary-suppressing stone!" The middle-aged man's voice sounded a little panicked.
Yang Ye didn't talk nonsense with him. With a thought, Protector Lin shot directly at the middle-aged man. At the same time, the other six semi-holy puppets rushed towards the middle-aged man's semi-holy puppet.
"Stop, take the four semi-holy puppets!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man who was fighting with Protector Lin suddenly said anxiously. Although his current strength is also an intermediate half-saint, due to the Zhenjie + Stone, he can only be considered an ordinary semi-saint at this time.
Already.
"late!"
A stream of sword intent spurted out from Yang Ye's body, pressing down on the middle-aged man like a mountain. The middle-aged man's movements suddenly slowed down. At the same time, a sword light flashed past the field. Almost at the same moment
, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and his eyes were even more frightened. He twisted his body forcefully, but it was still much slower.
laugh!
His left arm flew out directly.
At this time, Protector Lin brought up another sword light and struck hard at the middle-aged man Da Hai. He slapped out a palm with his only remaining hand, and a powerful energy palm shot out, facing him.
When he got up to Protector Lin, he turned around and shot away in the distance.
The speed was extremely fast, and in less than half a breath, he had already rushed more than two thousand feet away.
But at this moment, a sword light rose from the bottom of the water to the sky, faster than his own speed, and came behind him in an instant. The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he was about to take action, but at this time, Protector Lin appeared in front of him
In front of him, he slapped his palm, and the strong water pressure directly pushed the middle-aged man to the bottom of the water.
At the same time, the sword light passed through the middle-aged man's chest.
After a while, the middle-aged man lay on the ground, while his limbs were stared at by four swords. Around him, there were six Half-Saints guarding him.
"At such a young age, with heaven-level sword intent, the combat power is even more terrifying. I never expected that a genius like you would appear in our Holy Land!" The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye. Although he was stared at by the sword,
But people didn't have the slightest bit of panic or fear.
Yang Ye walked up to the middle-aged man and said, "Do you think you have immortality, and then you have nothing to fear?"
The middle-aged man said: "Boy, this time I admit defeat, let me go, and you take those puppets away."
"If I don't let you go, I can still take away the semi-holy puppet!" Yang Ye said: "You want to be free, yes, let me see your sincerity, otherwise, I will take you back to the Holy Land. Hehe, you are now equivalent to
You are a mysterious person with a different species, what do you think the people in the Holy Land will do to you?"
"I have been trapped for a hundred thousand years, do you think I will have any treasures?" the middle-aged man said solemnly.
"No? Then get ready and follow me back to the Holy Land. I'm sure I can get a lot of points by taking you back!" Yang Ye said.
"Wait!" the middle-aged man said hurriedly.
"What?" Yang Ye said.
The middle-aged man pondered for a long time, and then said: "You are a sword cultivator, and you now have the first level of Heavenly Sword Intent. Although the First Level of Heavenly Sword Intention is strong, it has little impact on the strong semi-saints. To be strong on the semi-sage
The only person who threatens you is the second level sword intention of heaven level. I can help you upgrade to the second level sword intention of heaven level!"
"Seriously?" Yang Ye looked more serious. Ever since Burning Yi lost Sword Intent, the realm of Sword Intent has been something he has been worrying about, because as the man in front of him said, the first-level Sword Intent of the Heaven Rank is basically useless to a strong Half-Saint.
It doesn't pose much of a threat. And his current opponents are almost all at the semi-saint level, so the first level of Heavenly Sword Intent seems a bit inadequate.
"Of course it's true, but you have to let me go first!" the middle-aged man said.
"How can I trust you?" Yang Ye asked.
"Swallow the sword intent!" The middle-aged man said: "You should know that a strong sword intent can devour a weak one. Now, as long as you swallow a large amount of sword intent, your sword intent will have a chance to improve by one level. In my case,
In that era, there were very few sword cultivators who understood the meaning of swords. Thinking about it, there should be extremely few sword cultivators who understand the meaning of swords in this world, so "
"So, you have a way, or you know where the sword intent can be swallowed, right?" A smile appeared on Yang Ye's face.
"Of course!" The middle-aged man also smiled, "As long as you let me go, I will take you there now."
"Take me there, and when I devour you, I'll let you go!" Yang Ye said, "Don't bargain, because you were the first to go back on your promise. If not, I can't believe you."
The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye for a long time, and then said: "Are you really going to let me go?"
Yang Ye said: "I didn't go back on my promise before, right?"
"Okay, I'll take you there!" the middle-aged man said.
Yang Ye smiled, then turned around and walked to the remaining eight sarcophagi, saying: "How long will it take before the terrifying thing in your body will die?"
The middle-aged man said: "I feel that they are getting weaker and weaker, and they will disappear completely in two months at most!"
Yang Ye said: "In other words, in two months, you will all be normal people?"
The middle-aged man said: "You can say that."
Hearing this, Yang Ye nodded, waved his right hand, and all eight sarcophagi were collected by him. Of course, he would not receive them in the Hongmeng Tower, but in the ancient sheath space. He originally wanted to
The young man refined it into a sword slave, but in the end, he gave up because the black bug was too scary and he didn't want to die.
But, what if those black bugs die? As long as those black bugs die, then these people can be refined into sword slaves. Everyone in the eight sarcophagi is at least an intermediate half-saint. If the refining is successful,
Then he is equivalent to having nine intermediate half saints and ten ordinary half saints!
"What are you doing!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
"I think these coffins are good, and I want to take them out to give away. Why, I can't?" Yang Ye glanced at the middle-aged man lightly.
The middle-aged man looked at a poplar leaf and said nothing.
With a thought in Yang Ye's mind, the four swords staring at the middle-aged man immediately flew back to him, and then said: "I hope you are more sincere in our transaction this time, otherwise, I promise, you will regret it."
"If it were a one-on-one fight, I could kill a hundred of you!" the middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye and said.
Yang Ye chuckled lightly and said: "If I live as many years as you do, I can kill you with just one look! Also, stop talking nonsense. The current situation is that you have to dare to take action
, eight of us will fight you one by one, if you think you can fight one against eight now, then go ahead and do it!"
The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye and did not speak. Instead, he moved towards the deepest part of the seabed.
Yang Ye naturally followed quickly.
As he went deeper into the seabed, Yang Ye felt more and more pressure on his body. In the end, he felt like a dozen mountains were pressing on him, making him almost breathless.
The middle-aged man was in front of him. Of course, there were seven semi-holy sword slaves surrounding the middle-aged man.
"If you can't hold on, let your semi-holy puppet help you, otherwise, you may be crushed to death by the water pressure here!" The middle-aged man looked back at Yang Ye from time to time and said, "Don't be afraid of embarrassment.
As far as I know, among the so-called geniuses who come here to practice, it seems that none of them have been able to get here!"
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed. When he looked at Yang Ye, his eyes became extremely solemn and said: "You didn't use Xuan Qi, but simply relied on your body to resist the pressure!"
Yang Ye did not answer the middle-aged man's words, but glanced around, and then said: "This is a good place to practice!" He resisted these pressures with his physical body, and now he could faintly feel that subtle changes were happening in his physical body.
Although the change was very subtle, it shocked him.
Because at this time, his physical body has reached an extremely terrifying state. If he wants to improve, ordinary cultivation methods are useless. But here, he can feel that his physical body is improving.
If the physical body can be improved, can the sword spirit also be improved?
Thinking of this, Yang Ye hesitated for a moment, and then released all the eleven heavy sword intentions, constantly resisting the pressure.
The middle-aged man looked deeply at Yang Ye, then turned around and continued to lead the way.
In this way, they walked for almost half an hour, and the pressure under the water became more and more intense. In the end, Yang Ye began to pant. But Yang Ye's eyes were shining with excitement, because he felt that his
The sword intent has reached its limit!
"Abnormal!" The middle-aged man was extremely shocked at this time, because the pressure here can pose a great threat to the strong Half-Saints. For example, now, the actions of the Semi-Saint puppets around him have already
It became extremely slow.
After walking for almost an hour, a palace appeared in their sight.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man frowned, looked at the palace door, and said, "Xiaoyaozi is here for a visit? Xiaoyaozi? What the hell?"
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