Chapter 525: Teach you how to use a sword

The sword rain scattered down in the sky, and every sword qi carried the momentum of a sword, completely sealing the surrounding space.

The level of the instrument is divided into condensation, unity, heaven and man, heart, potential, meaning, emperor, saint, and emperor!

Ye Qingyun was less than eighteen years old, and his instrument path level had already stepped into the sword intent level.

Such a talent is simply demonic.

However, it was normal for him to be able to step through the sword momentum so quickly and reach the sword intent.

You know, in his previous life, he was a Sword Emperor swordsman!

With this sword momentum, it rushed into the sky.

Everyone's complexion changed and changed.

Cliff of the Blade.

One person was talking to a one-armed old man, but the next moment, their faces changed, and they glanced at each other, both of them seeing a strong shock in each other's eyes.

"Sword intent. ”

"Such a powerful sword intent. ”

"This sword intent is to move forward bravely, not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth. It's domineering, domineering, and frivolous. ”

The two sighed again and again.

"Who is this person, how can he have such a powerful sword intent?" the masked man exclaimed.

"Who else?" the one-armed old man's eyes flickered, and soon, the confident face of the young man appeared in his mind.

Ye Qingyun!

Among this Qinglong faction, apart from Ye Qingyun, he couldn't imagine that the second one could have such a powerful sword power.

"Is that him?" the masked man exclaimed again.

With such a young sword power swordsman, there is still a lot of room for improvement in the future, and the other party will definitely not stop at the sword intent!

"He is likely to become the Sword Emperor Swordsman!" The one-armed old man spoke very highly of Ye Qingyun.

In the entire Qinglong faction, there are only a few Sword Emperor swordsmen, but there are only five, and one of them is himself.

Ye Qingyun didn't expect the black (desire yù) sword to be so optimistic about him.

His current sword path artistic conception has entered the sword intent swordsman.

There is a big gap between the Sword Intent Swordsman and the Sword Power Swordsman.

A sword-intent swordsman gently swung a sword, carrying it with his thoughts, just like a sharper long sword.

However, the sword is a sword, and the hun (body shēn) is a sword posture, and there are some of the most essential things less than the sword intent swordsman.

The reason why Ye Qingyun said to Hengjing before that he would challenge the opponent in ten days and take off the opponent's head within ten rounds was not his impulse.

He is a sane person who never does things impulsively.

Back in the house, he rested for a while, and then pondered what had happened over the years.

Ye Rou's whereabouts are now unknown.

His disciples and some of his friends are still in the lower city.

Perhaps, he will have to find a time to bring back his friends and disciples.

Soon, the next day, the sun was shining.

Outside the house stood an old man.

"Old man, why did you come here early in the morning?" Ye Qingyun smiled, his momentum was free, and the sword momentum in his body was hidden in the heart of the Ten Demons, and a pair of black eyes (shooting shè) emitted a bright light, with a confident face.

The old man looked at Ye Qingyun, his eyes lit up slightly, he always felt that there was something wrong with the latter, but he couldn't say where the other party had changed for a while.

"Ye Gongzi. Now, the old man's attitude towards Ye Qingyun is getting better and better, and he doesn't dare to be presumptuous to the latter now: "Lord Duan, let me take you to that place." ”

"Good. Ye Qingyun nodded and did not refuse. The last time he heard Duan Liang say that he was going to give him a big gift, there was a blood in that cave.

If you absorb this blood, your cultivation will increase greatly.

Presumably, the other party has something to ask him, otherwise such a good thing will definitely not be his turn, even if his talent is against the sky!

After all, he and Duan Liang are only one-sided, and the two sides have no blood relationship.

The old man left here with Ye Qingyun.

The people around saw this scene, although they didn't know who the old man was, but they found that some elders from the outer line had to be respectful when they saw this old man, and instantly understood that the old man in front of him was definitely not low.

Then, they cast envious glances on Ye Qingyun (身shēn).

For the gaze of these people, Ye Qingyun directly ignored it.

Soon, the old man led him to a mountain range.

Ahead, tall trees sit in the middle of the day, and the sunlight spreads, leaving a bright circle of light on the ground.

There were already two people standing.

One of them, Ye Qingyun knew, was Duan Wangye.

The other person, about eighteen years old, looked very similar to Duan Liang, but he had a cold expression and haughty eyes, and he looked like a frivolous person.

"Father, is this the person you are talking about?" Duan Xuan said in a deep voice to the middle-aged man beside him, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Xuan'er, people can't just look at the surface, you will know how good he is later. Duan Liang said slowly, his evaluation of Ye Qingyun was very high.

When Duan Xuan heard this, he was stunned, it was the first time he had heard his father have such a high opinion of outsiders.

"Is he better than me?" he asked, frowning.

"Maybe not now, but definitely in the future. Duan Liang actually said.

Hearing this, the arrogant Duan Xuan was naturally dissatisfied, and he muttered: "Not as good as me now, and not as good as me in the future, what ability does such a person have to be my comrade-in-arms?"

"Such a person is not even qualified to be my minion!"

"Father, you say he's very good, right? I want to see how good he is!"

Duan Xuan chuckled, stepped forward, paced in the void, and the momentum on (body shēn) soared, appearing on Ye Qingyun (body shēn), and a touch of pride set off on the corner of his mouth: "I want to fight with you!"

Ye Qingyun looked the person in front of him up and down, this person had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, extraordinary aura, and handsome, but every look and every movement was full of pride.

The age of comparison is not much different from him, but the other party's cultivation has reached the seventh level of the imperial power realm.

This kind of cultivation is already very strong at this age.

In fact, people who grew up in the royal family enjoy endless resources, even if it is the concubine of a little prince, the resources they can enjoy are stronger than those of the disciples of those sects!

Duan Xuan's ability to have such a cultivation is inseparable from his talent on the one hand, and on the other hand, it has a lot to do with resources.

If Ye Qingyun also had such resources, in terms of cultivation, he could completely crush Duan Xuan.

"Do you dare?" Duan Xuan looked at Ye Qingyun proudly, and the whole (body shēn) exuded arrogance.

When Ye Qingyun heard this, his eyes flickered, he looked at Duan Liang behind him, and then laughed: "Since you are the child of Duan Wangye, then I will fight with you, you are a swordsman, right?"

Glancing at the long sword on the other party's waist.

He said lightly: "Then I will teach you to use the sword today." ”