Chapter 807 The second generation of Jueliu and the others retreated, and Juelin sat directly on the ground, his eyes closed, quietly comprehending the sword intent of the second generation.

Inside the stone pavilion, Ye Chen's heart moved slightly, and it was obvious that Jue Lin's actions were seen by him.

"Only by grasping the opportunity can we not be eliminated by the times!" Ye Chen muttered softly, his eyes also tightly closed.

The state of mind was completely immersed in the sword intent of the second generation, and Ye Chen's entire aura gradually turned into nothingness.

The beating of his heart also stopped, there was no more life in the stone pavilion, his sword intent was an extension of the artistic conception, and Ye Chen was completely immersed in the artistic conception of the second generation.

The sword intent is like the sea, and the consciousness of Ka Chen is a grain of dust, the sand and dust that falls into the vast ocean.

As Ye Chen's consciousness sank into this sea of sword intent, the bizarre picture of the deputy sub flooded Ye Chen's consciousness like a tide.

Thousands of feet of ice field, above the ice field, snow is flying, in this ice field there is a thin figure, a young man, and around the young man is full of corpses, scarlet corpses.

The young man looked at the corpses around him indifferently, wiped the bloodstained sword, and muttered softly: "It's terrible to get angry!"

The young man's words were still falling in the wind and snow, and his roar resounded in the sky, and countless sword lights shot out in the sky, and the sword light with the handle went towards the young man.

The young man raised his head, and the indifference in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest: "It's terrible to get angry!"

In an instant, the young man raised his sword, and the sword swung out lightly, and its extremely brilliant sword light overshadowed the heavens and the earth in vain, and hundreds of sword lights all stopped strangely.

"The sword is pouring into the world, and all the swords in the world can be tilted!" the young man said lightly, and the words landed, and dozens of corpses appeared on the ground.

In the white snow, the figure of the young man disappeared into the wind and snow, and the wind and snow also covered the corpses all over the ground.

Ye Chen's consciousness drifted with the young man, and Ye Chen didn't know how long it had been, only that he had witnessed the killings, and only the killing of the sword.

No matter how many people there were, after the extremely brilliant sword light, there were only cold corpses on the ground.

The boy gradually grew up, and the boy's sword has been killed countless times, but the sword has become more and more beautiful, and killing has become an art in the hands of the boy.

Time crossed his fingertips like flowing water, and the boy finally became Ken Nian, became middle-aged, and countless killings made his strength even more terrifying.

Under the witness of Ye Chen's consciousness, the so-called several Spirit Martial Realm martial artists were defeated by him with just a sword.

However, his killing was still going on, and this sword alone had dominated the Martial God Continent for decades, and his sword was worth the entire world.

At that time, the people of the entire Martial God Continent knew about the existence of that sword, and they also knew about his existence, and he also became the moon god, the second generation of the moon god.

However, when his sword was dumped over the whole world, his sword was also dumped by a woman.

It was a drizzle of detail, he was fighting foreign enemies in the void, and the melodious sound of the piano was wafting in the air.

The breeze was like flocculent, the willows were like rain, and the sky was drizzling. Next to the ancient road, outside the old pavilion, the willow trees fluttered in the wind, and the thin raindrops were like crystal jade beads.

And in the long pavilion, the woman bowed her head and stroked the harp, and it was here that the sound of the piano came from.

When the killing stopped, the sound of the piano also stopped abruptly, and the girl got up with the piano in her arms and disappeared into the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

And it's just the beginning, no matter when, where he kills, the girl always comes out with the qin, the killing stops, and the girl always leaves with the qin.

He did not ask who the girl was, just as he did not ask why she appeared.

No matter when, when the extremely brilliant sword light appeared, a snow-white, snow-like girl like an ice and snow fairy was always there quietly caressing the qin, and the girl's hands danced gently, and the sound of the piano fluttered.

Ye Chen was not only immersed in the extremely brilliant sword light, but also immersed in the sound of the piano.

Time passed under the sword light and the sound of the qin, and I don't know when, the sound of the qin has become accustomed to the existence of the sword light, and the sword light has also become accustomed to the existence of the sound of the qin.

And after each killing, he always stopped, quietly looked at the figure that was fading away, and never disturbed this habit.

The eyes of the years were dyed with indifference, but in those indifferent eyes, there was more than a trace of tenderness and love in his eyes.

In his years, he still looked at a woman so tenderly, just for the inexplicable and indescribable feelings.

At that moment, he knew that his sword had been overwhelmed by the sound of the maiden's harp, until one day he came to the pavilion, took the maiden's hand, and the two looked at each other and laughed, smiling brighter than the sun.

This moment became eternity, and there was no embarrassment, and the two of them just held hands like this.

From now on, the light of the sword and the sound of the piano would always accompany him, but one day, he met the strongest people in the alien nebula.

The battle was thrilling, and although he finally forced him back, the sound of the piano also stopped abruptly, and the woman finally left him, and the merciless sword qi shattered the woman.

He had never smiled since that day, his sword was colder and more domineering, losing its former softness and overthrowing the world with domineering.

Time finally stopped in the Sword God Mountain Range - a lonely peak, he stood with a sword, behind him - a guqin, the setting moon in the west, the afterglow of its fall drowned his figure.

And Ye Chen's consciousness woke up at this moment, and the picture in the depths of his consciousness receded like a tide, and his second-generation sword intent shrouded his heart.

Feeling this sword intent, Ye Chen murmured softly: "Now, I may understand a little, why is there an inexplicable sadness hidden under your domineering sword intent!"

"When your sword is poured down on the entire continent, you are left with only the Lonely Bin in your heart, and the woman who can understand your Lonely Bin is gone, and your heart will no longer be able to bear it

Ōlan!" Ye Chen muttered softly.

Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the moon god Peiyu suspended in mid-air, sighed slightly, and then closed his eyes again, quietly understanding.

For three days in a row, Ye Chen was still immersed in the sword intent of the second generation, and only three days were enough to top Ye Chen's achievements for several months.

When Huang Deputy was on the third day, Ye Chen opened his eyes and muttered softly: "Nearly eighty percent sword intent!"

"Then the next focus is the sword that overturns the world, this sword skill was originally the famous sword skill of the second generation, if I study it thoroughly, this will undoubtedly deepen my understanding of the second generation of sword intent!" Ye Chen muttered softly.

His eyes were closed again, and Ye Chen recalled that the sword was falling all over the world as told by the fire qilin, and when Ye Chen's sword intent entered the artistic conception of the second generation, he had already felt the power of the sword falling all over the world.

At this moment, Ka Chen's right hand appeared in vain, and the sword was brought up, and the sword light shot out.

The bright sword light is like a falling star, this-Sword Allure!-Sword Allure!-Sword Allure, the sword technique that Ye Chen created at the beginning, at this moment, Ye Chen only found that his sword skill and the second-generation sword fell into the world but had something in common.

"Compared to the sword that overwhelms the world, the sword overturns the city is obviously much worse, not only the difference in power, but also the gap in the realm!" Ye Chen muttered softly.

"However, with the sword falling all over the world as a template, the sword falling city has improved a lot!" In the depths of Ye Chen's mind, countless figures appeared in vain, and these figures were all standing with swords, and the extremely bright sword light shot out.

Two different sword intents were unleashed in the hands of these figures, changing and changing.

Countless brilliant sword lights gradually coincided in ― , and Ye Chen's brow also had a little more sweat, as if Ye Chen was trying to fuse the two sword skills together, discarding the respective shortcomings of the two sword skills.

The sword technique of the sword is created by the second generation, and it is naturally mysterious, and it is not so easy to integrate this sword skill into the sword city.

"Integrate into the sword and overwhelm the world?" In the Qilin ring, the fire unicorn looked stunned, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a wry smile: "This style of sword skill can only evolve after countless actual battles in the second generation, and ordinary people will have a lot of time if they practice, let alone integrate this sword skill into their own sword skills!"

It seems that Ye Chen is also aware of this problem, but Ye Chen still has not given up, for several years, Ye Chen has not seen thousands of martial arts, and he naturally has a good understanding of martial arts.

In the depths of his mind, the shadow was changing more and more, and its brilliant sword light had already submerged Ye Chen's consciousness, although it was already deep winter, Ye Chen's whole body was soaked with sweat ....... ！。