Looking at Ye Guchen who was seriously injured by Gu Shaoyang's attack, everyone took a deep breath.
A proud man who could be ranked among the top three in the Sheng Yuan Prodigy List could not withstand Gu Shaoyang's move.
Of course, this is because the gap between Ye Guchen and Gu Shaoyang is too big. If they were in the same realm, everyone believed that Ye Guchen would not lose.
At least it won't fail so miserably.
This is an unfair battle, a game of cat and mouse.
Feng Manlou's expression also condensed slightly, but he still shook his head slightly.
"Sir, he is a young swordsman after all, and with such talent..." Elder Qinghe on the other side also said hesitantly.
"To test whether a piece of iron can be made into a peerless sword, you need to see whether it can be tempered for thousands of times." Feng Manlou's tone remained calm.
"Could it be..." Chu Qingchi's heart skipped a beat.
The ignorant sword king Feng Manlou, who has always been aloof in the Sword Sect Tallin and doesn't care about worldly affairs, actually wants to recruit a disciple?
Thinking of this, Chu Qingchi became more concerned about Ye Guchen.
On the other side, Xuan Taiyi also had a lot of thoughts.
"Since this Ye Guchen has a grudge against the genius of Xingyu Sword Pavilion, if my Wuji Sword Sect accepts him, there will inevitably be risks, but the Venerable Cave Mansion cannot give up, so..."
Xuan Taiyi narrowed his eyes slightly.
The original idea of forcibly incorporating Ye Guchen into the Wuji Sword Sect has slightly changed.
After all, if you want to get the Venerable Cave, you don't have the only option of accepting Ye Guchen.
Looking at the severely injured Ye Guchen, everyone had different thoughts.
It's a pity, it can't be tolerated, it's a theater show, it's gloating, you name it.
"Ye Guchen, how can an ant change the world?" Gu Shaoyang's eyes were tired, as if he was tired.
Ye Guchen stood up with difficulty. The flesh and blood in the terrifying sword mark on his chest was rapidly squirming and healing.
But obviously, such a wound cannot be recovered in a short time.
"Junior brother, don't wait any longer and waste our time." Song Yuyao lowered her eyelids and looked at Ye Guchen with boredom in her eyes, like looking at a mosquito.
"Ye Guchen!"
Outside the court, Su Jianshi could no longer hold back, not even Fairy Qin and Bai Yanji could hold her back.
Su Jianshi dodged and entered the dangerous battlefield directly.
On the other side, Xue'er was also struggling, trying to enter, but was stopped by a kind warrior.
For such a little girl, entering it would undoubtedly lead to death.
"Su Jianshi, leave!" Ye Guchen shook his body and coughed out a mouthful of blood. He turned around and saw Su Jianshi and couldn't help but yelled coldly.
"No, silly boy, if you want to carry it alone, I won't allow it!" Su Jianshi's eyes were red, she pulled out the Green Cicada Sword and gritted her silver teeth.
Seeing Su Jianshi rushing into the battlefield, the onlookers on the periphery sighed, sighing that Ye Guchen could have such a beauty who shared the same hardships.
At the edge of the battlefield, the body of the man in gray robe was trembling, his jade hands were clenched, and the blood overflowing from his palm was already cold.
She didn't know what to do.
And there is already a new beauty accompanying Ye Guchen.
This made her heart hurt, even more heartbreaking than Ye Guchen revealing his identity as a sword demon.
"It's so affectionate, Yu Yao, I don't want anyone to disturb my good show." Gu Shaoyang shook his head, his eyes condensed with coldness.
"Okay." Song Yuyao's body flashed, and the wings of zhenqi behind her back trembled, almost like teleporting, blocking Ye Guchen and Su Jianshi.
"Get out of my way, girl!" Su Jianshi had tears in her eyes, and her heart was bleeding when she saw Ye Guchen like this.
"What did you say, you bitch!" Song Yuyao's beautiful face suddenly changed color.
What is her identity? She is one of the Seven Beidou Sons of Xingyu Jiange. Her appearance, strength, and background are all extraordinary. She has never been scolded like this, let alone someone who is like an ant in her eyes.
"Seeking death!" Song Yuyao's powerful Qi suppressed Su Jianshi, and then slapped him in the face.
There was a snap.
Su Jianshi's body fell back, vomiting blood, and bright red palm prints appeared on his jade face.
"Stop!" Upon seeing this, Ye Guchen's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
It didn't matter to him, but he couldn't bear to see her being so humiliated for him.
boom!
Ye Guchen almost squeezed out all his true energy, and an even more violent wave of true energy suddenly spread out.
"How many feet of Qi sea does this Sword Sect have?"
Many people's eyes almost popped out of their heads. They didn't expect Ye Guchen to still have such powerful energy.
At the same time, Shura's sword intent once again filled the air, like a sea of blood pouring into the sky, and a brutal killing intention pervaded the surrounding areas.
"Killing God Swordsmanship, Three Paths!"
A violent bloody river of swords rises into the sky. The God of Death Sword Technique is mainly focused on killing, and when combined with Xiuluo's Sword Intent, the power it unleashes is even more shocking!
He aimed his sword at Song Yuyao.
Such a distance, coupled with the sudden attack, even Song Yuyao was stunned for a moment.
Because she didn't expect that Ye Guchen would have the courage to take action against her.
However, Song Yuyao is a strong person in the realm of life and death after all. At the critical moment, she still blasted out a palm, causing the energy to surge and the starlight to riot.
Poof!
Ye Guchen was knocked back with another palm, but Song Yuyao did not retreat, but was hit by a trace of sword energy on the face, creating a small gash.
Song Yuyao's head buzzed, and evil intent instantly filled her beautiful eyes.
"You actually hurt me. Not only will you die, but everyone related to you will also die!" Song Yuyao's beautiful eyes were blazing, and her tone was mean and resentful.
"Senior sister... let me do it, Ye Guchen. To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Wherever you start, you will end. So, I will use your innate sword embryo to end your life." Gu Shaoyang is no longer here.
No more teasing.
Like a cat tired of playing with mice, it is ready to kill Ye Guchen.
Gu Shaoyang's true energy stirred up, and a touch of innate chaotic energy surged from his Dantian.
Immediately, a crystal clear sword body burst out of the body.
This sword body is about the size of a palm. Although it is not very big, it is full of radiance, like the most beautiful jade. The sword body is filled with innate chaotic energy, with a mysterious connotation, as if it can cut through the sky.
As soon as this sword embryo appeared, the energy of heaven and earth was disrupted, the color of the sky changed, and the winds and clouds surged.
"Is that the innate sword fetus?" Many people were shocked, and people from the seven major forces also looked at it.
The innate magical powers possessed by the seventh-grade genius cannot be underestimated.
It is precisely because of God's blessing that the gifts and supernatural powers we receive are extraordinary.
Ye Guchen suddenly looked at the sword fetus, and a feeling of life-blood connection suddenly appeared.
It's an inseparable feeling.
Ye Guchen even had a premonition that if he could regain this innate sword embryo, his strength would undergo a qualitative change and undergo an earth-shaking transformation.
Not only that, the taboo casting skills, human soul sword refining, and sword life cultivation he possesses, if assisted by the innate sword fetus, will have great effects.
In other words, the innate sword fetus is also an indispensable divine object for Ye Guchen to forge his own peerless sword.
Ye Guchen must obtain the innate sword fetus.
"This is my magical power, how can it hurt me!" Ye Guchen shouted loudly, his energy and blood burned, and his true energy roared, as if he was trying to recall the sword fetus.
The fluttering innate sword embryo also suddenly trembled, as if it was unwilling to bite back its original owner.
"Ha, if it is so easy to be snatched away by you, then it will be in vain the sacrifices of my sword pavilion seniors." Gu Shaoyang sneered, holding the sword secret in his hand.
In an instant, countless star runes appeared on the sword embryo, imprisoning the sword embryo again.
With a whoosh, the innate sword embryo carried the energy of chaos across the sky. No one had the ability to block such a chaotic sword edge.
This sword fetus seems to be able to destroy the world!
Feng Manlou, who had always been calm, finally stood up slowly. However, just when he was about to take action, three figures blocked him.
It is Qin Baizhan, Mo Yunzi, the master of Chunyun Pavilion.
"Wind Sword King, please watch the battle." Mo Yunzi said with a smile on his face.
"Can the three of you alone stop me?" Feng Manlou raised his eyebrows.
Someone appears again.
Wuji Sword Gate Xuan Taiyi.
"What about me?" Xuan Taiyi's face was cold.
call out!
It was at this moment that Feng Manlou missed the opportunity.
That innate sword fetus was extremely fast, as if it had penetrated the void, and rushed towards Ye Guchen with a life-threatening force.
"I... will never surrender!" Ye Guchen held the soft meteor sword in his hand. Facing the innate sword fetus that was attacking him, he held the soft sword in his hand and roared with his true energy, intending to sacrifice the tribulation of the gods again.
Although he knew that there was no chance of death, he still had to fight with all his strength!
But at this moment, a beautiful figure in green stood in front of him.
The beautiful woman floated in front of her like a startled dragon.
Her body is slender and weak, like an autumn leaf, but at this moment, it is the strongest barrier.
Ye Guchen's sight froze at this moment...
The figure turned its head and looked at Ye Guchen, with a smile and tears in its eyes.
The look of beauty that curled up at the corner of his mouth was a beauty that Ye Guchen would never forget in his life.
"Silly boy, remember this girl!"
Poof!
The innate sword pierced her heart.
Along with tears, blood flowers scattered into poems...