"Ye Guchen, right? Maybe you do have a bit of a bad reputation in the Shengyuan Dynasty, but you must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world." Yu Wenji said in a calm tone, as if he was preaching to the younger generations.
He also believes that he has this qualification.
However, Ye Guchen's brows said coldly: "Your words are more powerful than your sword."
"Hmph, that's ridiculous. It's just seventy consecutive wins. If I didn't want to do it, breaking the record would just be a casual move!" A sharp light flashed in Yu Wenji's eyes.
The gorgeous long sword in his hand unsheathed and stabbed directly at Ye Guchen.
The speed was extremely fast, like a bolt of thunder and lightning, cutting through the air.
Although it was not blessed by true energy, its speed and power shocked everyone present.
"Although this sword has no real energy, I'm afraid it would be difficult for ordinary Nine Transformation masters to use their full strength." Some sword cultivators watching the battle sighed secretly.
"It's full of flaws." Ye Guchen secretly shook his head.
He stepped forward in a flash, and intercepted the Xuanming heavy sword in his hand, as if he had calculated the path of Yu Wenji's sword, and cut it off directly.
"How is this possible!" Yu Wenji had a look of astonishment on his face.
The move he used was the ultimate king-level swordsmanship from Prince Yu's Palace, the Flowing Light Swordsmanship, which was extremely fast.
Not to mention the Nine Transformations of Divine Soul, even people of this level can hardly see his sword path clearly.
But Ye Guchen didn't even look at it and directly judged his sword path.
"Come again!" Yu Wen didn't believe this evil and drew his sword again.
This time, there were more than ten flowing sword shadows, attacking Ye Guchen from all directions, and the speed of each sword shadow was extremely fast.
"I can't take this move!" Que Ling'er's eyes were extremely solemn.
"As expected of a high dynasty." Ku Mo sighed.
Under everyone's attention, the Xuanming heavy sword in Ye Guchen's hand resonated with the void, and the invisible sword wave shook the void.
He did not use his true energy, but simply let the heavy sword resonate with the void, creating a shock wave.
boom!
More than ten sword shadows were all shattered!
Ye Guchen's footsteps flashed, and the heavy sword fell across the sky, carrying an unparalleled shock wave. Yu Wenji couldn't avoid it, and was hit by the sword wave. A touch of fishy sweetness filled his mouth, and he immediately spit out blood.
boom!
Ye Guchen did not hold back, and swept Yu Wenji with his sword, slapping him hard on the sword fighting platform like dough, causing Yu Wenji to vomit blood again.
Dead silence!
The whole place was dead silent!
The faces of Que Ling'er, Ku Mo and others were all frozen, with extreme surprise and disbelief in their eyes.
Yu Wenji was like a dead dog being slapped to the ground and crushed by Ye Guchen.
This scene exceeded their expectations.
"stop!"
The old man who followed Yu Wenji shouted loudly and was about to intervene, but was blocked by the deputy director.
"Sorry, the rules of the sword fighting hall are that if you don't admit defeat, or you are kicked off the ring, it cannot end."
"Huh, can you afford to hurt my little prince?" the old man said with a cold face.
"This is in the Shengyuan Dynasty!" The deputy director frowned.
On the sword fighting stage, Yu Wenji collapsed to the ground like a dead chicken, vomiting blood from his mouth.
Although he has the Great Profound Entrance cultivation level, the formations engraved on the sword fighting platform suppress the true energy and cannot be used.
"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. I will return these words..." Ye Guchen kicked Yu Wenji off the ring.
puff!
Yu Wenji vomited blood again, his eyes were blood red, and he stared at Ye Guchen.
"You dare to provoke our Yu Dynasty, Prince Yu's Mansion, and me, Ye Guchen, how dare you!" Yu Wenji looked ferocious and terrifying.
As the young prince of Prince Yu's palace, he had never suffered such humiliation.
"Does this kind of character deserve to be called a sword cultivator?" Ye Guchen shook his head slightly.
Using a sword by such a person is an insult to the sword.
Ignoring Yu Wenji's threats, Ye Guchen continued to challenge all parties.
Eighty consecutive wins...
Ninety consecutive wins...
One hundred consecutive wins!
When Ye Guchen reached a hundred consecutive victories, the entire sword fighting hall was in a state of excitement.
Countless people also poured into the sword fighting hall, making this neighborhood extremely lively.
"Hey, the street in front seems to be quite lively. Cousin, let's go and take a stroll." Not far from the sword fighting hall, Yan Shaotang, Yan Wushuang and others suddenly came here.
"Whatever." Yan Wushuang said calmly.
They also walked towards the sword fighting hall.
The sword fighting hall was filled with people.
After setting a record of 100 consecutive victories, no one dared to challenge Ye Guchen anymore.
The maid collapsed and sat down on the ground, her face pale.
The deputy master of the sword fighting hall sighed slightly. Although he had lost five million, he was still quite happy to see that Ye Guchen could crush the geniuses of other dynasties.
Just when Ye Guchen was about to step down, a figure floated on the stage like a dead leaf.
It was the young man wearing the mask.
"So you are Ye Guchen, the sword sect? I'm here to ask you for advice." The masked young man turned his hand over and a long sword fell into his hand.
"Hey, who is that young man with the mask?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of this person."
Seeing the masked young man, everyone around him was confused.
Even people from other dynasties such as Que Ling'er and Ku Mo didn't know the identity of the masked young man.
"Please!" Facing this masked young man, Ye Guchen did not relax at all.
After all, he is a person who understands the clear heart of the sword, and his strength will not be bad.
call out!
The long sword of the masked young man swept forward. The sword was elegant and agile, but it had an underlying charm. It was much more advanced than the sword moves of Yu Wenji and others.
"Interesting..." Ye Guchen's eyes lit up slightly, he finally met an interesting person.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The blades of the swords overlapped, sparks burst out, and the two of them went back and forth, making sword shadows one after another.
"That masked young man is so powerful, much more powerful than the young prince from Prince Yu's palace!" Those with eyesight saw it and secretly exclaimed.
Yu Wenji's face became even more ugly.
This battle lasted for a full quarter of an hour.
In the end, the masked young man was still one step ahead of Ye Guchen, and the sword in his hand was blown away.
"Haha, Brother Ye's swordsmanship is unparalleled." Although the masked young man lost, he laughed without any grudge.
"Brother's swordsmanship is not bad either. He must be an unknown person." Ye Guchen's eyes were full of meaning.
Although the swordsmanship of the masked young man is hidden and not shown, most of it is the best king-level swordsmanship, and there are even some shadows of emperor-level swordsmanship.
It can be seen that its origin is at least a high dynasty.
"Haha, Brother Ye, we will meet again." The masked young man smiled and disappeared from everyone's eyes in a flash.
"Interesting person." Ye Guchen smiled faintly.
After a hundred consecutive victories, Ye Guchen was not ready to continue.
He walked off the sword fighting stage, and the deputy head of the hall came forward, bowed and smiled: "Congratulations to Ye Jianzong for breaking the record of our sword fighting hall. Five million jade crystals are being collected."
"No need, I'm just happy to see you." Ye Guchen waved his hand casually.
If he didn't have one million heavenly crystals, he really couldn't ignore these five million crystal jade.
But now, he is considered rich.
"That won't work. Ye Jianzong has won face for our Shengyuan Dynasty, so I'll give you these five million," the deputy head said solemnly.
"Su Jianshi, please accept it," Ye Guchen said.
"Yeah." Su Jianshi nodded slightly.
Just when they were about to leave the sword fighting hall, they were stopped by Yu Wenji.
"What does this mean?" Ye Guchen said calmly.
"Do you dare to compete again and show your best?" Yu Wenji said with unwillingness on his face, staring at Ye Guchen.
"Not interested." Ye Guchen looked indifferent.
"Oh, it's true that it's just the ninth transformation of the soul. Even though the swordsmanship is good, the strength is vulnerable." Yu Wenji thought that Ye Guchen was afraid.
On the other side, Que Ling'er and Ku Mo saw this and shook their heads slightly.
Ye Guchen's swordsmanship really surprised them.
It can be said that even if we look at the high dynasties, there are few people whose sword skills are as flawless as Ye Guchen's.
But in terms of level of strength, Ye Guchen, who was born in a lower dynasty, was far behind them.
"It's a pity. If Ye Guchen was born in a high dynasty, his strength would be more than enough to crush Yu Wenji, but now it seems that whether he can pass the Tianjiao battlefield qualifiers is a problem." Que Ling'er shook her head with some pity.
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"Get out of the way." Ye Guchen said coldly.
"Before, you acted like you were the best in the world, but now you don't dare?" Yu Wenji said with a sarcastic smile.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the door of the sword fighting hall.
"Isn't this the young prince of Prince Yu's palace? How about giving me Yan Shaotang some face?"
A group of people walked in from the door, it was Yan Shaotang and others.