Chapter 733: The Old Ones
"Seventy and a half sword intent!" Ye Chen muttered softly, and in an instant, a general trend condensed on Ye Chen's body.
The so-called full moon in front of him was like a void in Ye Chen's eyes, his sword finger was slightly raised, and Ye Chen casually pointed forward.
Sword qi gushed out at the fingertips, slashing across the sky, its space
The sō pattern spreads out, and eventually, the sword finger points fall on the silver moon.
A metallic pop sounded, and in an instant, dozens of dull sounds rang out in vain.
The images within these miles dissipated like broken mirrors as points of light.
The sunlight fell on Ye Chen's face again, raised his head, looked at the scorching sun above his head, smiled slightly, and said lightly: "It's a good feeling to be able to see the sun again!" At the same time, dozens of embarrassed figures retreated in all directions, and finally, like falling stars, they fell to the steps fiercely.
The dull sound resounded incessantly, and the minister who was whispering sī was momentarily stunned, looking at the warriors on the steps who were like dead dogs in disbelief.
The dull gaze moved upwards, and finally landed on the thin figure.
Looking at the young man dressed in white, who was as fresh as he was and whose face was as calm as before, the audience fell into a deathly silence.
In particular, the ministers who spoke out before subconsciously retreated a few steps backwards.
The picture of the tragic death of the general Marquis was still floating in front of them, and these people all felt a chill.
Qianchuan was also unable to maintain the calmness that a generation of emperors should have, the life and death of dozens of Qi Martial Realm martial artists were uncertain, and the sword array was completely broken, all of which was beyond his expectations.
The dozens of Qi Martial Realm martial artists who fell down to the steps had a blood hole floating everywhere in their chests, and blood gushed out.
The Emperor's Sword is still hovering in the void, but this Emperor's Sword is no longer what it used to be, and the general trend is gone.
"Is there enough time?" Raising his head, Ye Chen suddenly said something inexplicable.
Hearing this, Qianchuan was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, Ye Chen continued: "The group of people from the Jade Emperor Academy are finally here, this is also a reason for you to have no fear, isn't it?"
Shaking his head, Ye Chen ignored Qianchuan's drastic change, but looked at the Emperor's Sword in the void and muttered softly: "This Emperor's Sword is the thing of the four generations, and what flows in my Ye Chen's body is the blood of the four generations, and this Emperor's Sword naturally belongs to my Ye family!"
After speaking, Ye Chen raised his left hand, stretched out his sleeve and ran towards the Emperor's Sword.
The energy surged out, only enveloping the Emperor's Stroke, and the Emperor's Sword, which was originally hovering in the void, fell towards Ye Chen under the pull of the huge force.
Seeing this, Qianchuan's face changed dramatically, this imperial sword not only suppressed the luck of the Emperor Feng Kingdom, but also the symbol of the emperor How could it fall to others.
And pointed at the sword, Qianchuan pointed out in surprise, bringing up one afterimage, and at the same time, the figure jumped towards Ye Chen.
The momentum of the fake hún martial realm exploded, and one after another space
The Ō pattern spread out in the place where Qianchuan was shocked, and this Qianchuan was shocked with all his strength.
"I said that compared to your Lao Tzu, you are much worse!" didn't even look at it, Ye Chen said lightly.
The momentum exploded, and a radius of hundreds of meters was shrouded in Ye Chen's aura, and at the same time, the Qilin Sword stabbed out a sword at will, breaking through the void with a sword.
The space shattered in vain, and its spatial turbulence fell directly on Qianchuan Jing's body, bang, and the dull sound resounded non-stop, Qianchuan was shocked, and his body was like a kite with a broken line, and he fell backwards weakly.
The imperial robe was all torn, and the originally neat long hair was also draped over his shoulders, and Qianchuan was full of embarrassment at this moment.
Who would have thought that this generation of emperors would have such an embarrassing day, this embarrassed appearance looks extremely funny, although it is funny, but no one dares to laugh.
It was only at this moment that everyone truly realized the horror of this young man.
Perhaps, he will be the brightest star, and they will be the witnesses.
The divine sword is psychic, not to mention the emperor's sword that suppresses the luck of a country, and the entire emperor's sword vibrates, and it is resisting this force.
Seeing this, Ye Chen's face showed a trace of astonishment, and then he smiled, and at the same time, the sword intent exploded on Ye Chen's body, and under this sword intent, the emperor's sword suddenly calmed down.
Sensing the sword intent of the four generations, Ye Chen's body was more or less contaminated with the breath of the four generations, so once the sword intent broke out, the sword of the emperor would naturally perceive this breath.
"Forget your sword intent!" Ye Chen muttered softly: "One thought of reincarnation, one thought of forgetting oneself, selflessness is determined by the heart, just as air exists, you will find it when you breathe hard, why not be obsessed with selflessness?"
At this moment, Ye Chen's entire spirit was sublimated, and he knew that his understanding of sword intent had become more profound, and he muttered softly: "Eighty percent sword intent!"
"Shaft, how can you have the Emperor's Sword!" a shout resounded in vain in the sky, and at the same time, several long rainbows crossed the sky and headed straight for here.
Several terrifying auras spread out, and a sword light followed by his nose, which appeared in vain and appeared in the void, slashing down in the void of the Emperor's Sword and Ye Chen.
The sword light slashed down, and its space shattered, and the spatial turbulence swept away like a tide.
However, Ye Chen didn't pay attention to this spatial turbulence, his left hand was raised again, and he directly submerged into this spatial turbulence, and in an instant, jīdàng's spatial turbulence turned into nothingness.
Without any obstruction, the Emperor's Sword fell lightly on Ye Chen's hand, raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the sword light that shot from him, and said lightly: "What I want, no one can stop it!" The sword light receded, and three figures slowly emerged, which were the two old men of the five hún martial arts masters of the Jade Emperor Academy, and the other one was the vice president who had crossed paths with Ye Chen.
Whether it was the two old men or the vice dean, the three of them all looked at Ye Chen in astonishment, and they only imprisoned the broken space in an instant, what a terrifying cultivation it required.
The most complicated of them is undoubtedly the vice dean, who would have thought that the original ant-like students would become an existence that can only be looked up to.
"It's been a long time since I saw them!" Looking at the three old acquaintances, Ye Chen said lightly, his tone calm.
Saying this, Ye Chen turned around, looked at the embarrassed Qianchuan in shock, and said lightly: "Since the reinforcements have come, then, you can tell me now where she is!" Facing the two hún martial arts realm, Ye Chen was still so calm, and this demeanor alone was enough to make people secretly admire.
Wiping away the blood from the corners of his mouth, Qianchuan stood up in shock, his face was uncertain, and then he bowed to the two old men and said, "There are two seniors!" "My patience has been worn out, is it really only the only way to break through the imperial capital?" Looking at the sky, Ye Chen said lightly, his killing intent was the first time that his killing intent flowed in his eyes.
The earth-shattering killing intent spread out, and a little ice crystals appeared around Ye Chen, Ye Chen turned around, looked at the two old men, and said lightly: "A generation of emperors is so unbearable, it is necessary for you Jade Emperor Academy to go and work hard!" Hearing this, the two old men glanced at each other and sighed helplessly, to be honest, since Nian reincarnation fled from the Ye family, they didn't want to be enemies with Ye Chen, however, all the economic resources of the Jade Emperor Academy came from the royal family, in a word, the Jade Emperor Academy's current status is all because of the royal family, since the royal family has the grace and the Jade Emperor Academy, how can the Jade Emperor Academy not interfere.
"Ye Chen, you are indeed the most outstanding student of the Jade Emperor Academy!" one of the old men sighed lightly.
Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly, looked at the Emperor's Sword casually, and said unconcernedly: "Since you are in a different position, why bother idle?" As Ye Chen said, his resistance has been polished, whether it is the Imperial Family or the Jade Emperor Academy, as long as the goal is achieved, Ye Chen does not mind letting the two disappear into this world.
Hearing this, the two old men smiled bitterly, and they all held the sword weapons behind their backs, and the sword qi shot out like a shock, and their two sword rainbows shot towards Ye Chen.
A life and death
The movement spread across Ye Chen's body, his black and white aura circulated in his eyes, and Ye Chen did not use his sword.
As the movement spread, the black and white aura filled the air, and the yīn yang fish emerged, and the powerful blows of the two hún martial realm warriors turned into nothingness in vain.
"Life and death are eternal!" Ye Chen's voice resounded, holding the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen took a step forward, and stabbed out with a sword, the movements were as natural as flowing water, all in one go.
This sword contains Ye Chen's sword intent, but this brilliant sword light makes people not see a trace of killing intent, but makes people intoxicated, like a beauty smiling, enough to fall into the city.
A sword to fall into the city!。