Chapter 340: A Sword Falls into the City

In the Eight Desolation Towers, the stars shifted, and the sword qi crossed the sky like a rainbow.

The white clothes were like snow, under the blowing of the sword wind, the white clothes hunted and hunted, Ye Chen held the sword in one hand, and looked at the sword shadow with a calm face.

In an instant, the sword shadow dòng pierced Ye Chen's entire heart, Ye Chen's figure dissipated, and the pain flooded Ye Chen's whole body like háo water.

After a few breaths, Ye Chen's figure resurfaced, his face was extremely white, but there was a sense of excitement in his eyes.

Death, resurrection, this series of boring actions had made Ye Chen forget how many times he had died, and all that was left in his eyes was the sword that was as dazzling as a star in the starry sky.

The world only knows that the beauty smiles and falls into the city, but they don't know that the sword can also fall into the city, and a sword can fall into the city

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Ye Chen's figure turned into fragments and dissipated again, but an uncontrollable smile welled up on his face.

"So that's it, that's all, hehe" Ye Chen's wild laughter suddenly resounded in the vast starry sky, this laughter seemed so uninhibited, and under the laughter, the roar of the cold wind also seemed so weak.

The figure resurfaced again, his eyes raised slightly, this time, Ye Chen raised his sword again, and took out his sword.

The killing intent of the whole body exploded at this moment, and there was no distraction, and in the sky, a sword shadow that made all the stars gloomy appeared.

Ye Chen's sword is very slow, the sword is from fast to slow, the sword skill rain is the ultimate in the pursuit of speed, and this sword is the ultimate in the pursuit of slow, the slowest, but it is indestructible.

And this slowest sword is only relatively speaking, the terrifying sword qi is all wrapped around the tip of the sword, and the time passes, looking at it from a distance, this sword is like the falling stars, poignant and dreamy.

A smile captivates the city, a sword captivates the city, this sword is a sword that Ye Chen realized after experiencing countless deaths, and this sword is also the embodiment of his selfless artistic conception.

Ye Chen's wind-like figure was poignant and disillusioned, turning into an ethereal and uncertain figure like a cloud.

Hundreds of meters away, in the blink of an eye, the sound of the sword is poignant, and the sword is a duel between swords

The sound of a crisp sword suddenly sounded, and that person's sword pierced Ye Chen's xōng chest again, but at this moment Ye Chen smiled.

Under Ye Chen's smiling gaze, his sword also pierced that person's xōng chest, but this sword was not fatal, and Ye Chen only regretted it slightly

The figure was shattered again, and in the starry sky, those broken starlight dissipated, and the vast starry sky, except for those stars, was the only one person, that sword

Outside the Eight Desolation Towers, the faint light sprinkled on those dull faces, Xue Hu floated weakly, and Zi Ning's exclamation suddenly sounded: "Open the tower immediately"

Everyone looked at Zi Ning suspiciously, and when they heard this, Chu Sanjian was also slightly suspicious and said, "What's wrong?"

"Don't forget that it's the second layer, that taste of death?" Before Zi Ning finished speaking, Chu Sanjian's face also changed suddenly, and at this moment he couldn't help but feel a worst-case scenario

That is, Ye Chen couldn't stand the perverted illusions of the second layer, and finally died suddenly inside thinking about this, Chu Sanjian also understood the reason why Zi Ning reacted so much

The other nine purple-clothed martial artists also thought of this, and perhaps only this could explain why Ye Chen was able to support the Eight Desolation Towers for twelve hours.

The solemn expressions appeared on the faces of several people, and Chu Sanjian's figure suddenly floated, and he said solemnly: "Let's open the tower."

Before the words fell, the figures of the nine people also floated up, and for a while, ten sword intent piercing the sky burst out, and the young people who were standing around were taken a few steps back, all looking at the sky suspiciously

"Hehe, I see" A sneer suddenly sounded, Situ Fang's face swept away the depression just now, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a sneer flowed

Situ Fang's abnormality made Ran Ruo in his arms surprised, and couldn't help but coquettishly say: "Fang, what's the matter, why do they suddenly want to open the tower?"

The right hand was extremely skillfully moving on Ran Ruo's body, but Situ Fang's eyes were fixed on the Eight Desolation Tower, and he sneered: "I remember that last year, there was a person who supported the Eight Desolation Pagoda for five hours, but after the tower was finally opened, it was said that he had already died, hehe, maybe that kid had already been tortured to death by those illusions, I thought he was really able to support it for so long."

In public, Situ Fang mō was in that embarrassing place, and a trace of crimson appeared on Ran Ruoqiao's face, and when she heard the words, a smile also appeared at the corner of her mouth, and if she had a deep meaning, she said: "It turned out that I died in it, no wonder I was able to hold on for so long" After speaking, Ran Ruo's eyes were still looking towards Ran Qian, and a trace of mockery appeared at the corner of her mouth.

And the young people who were watching were also surprised, could it be that the young man in white really died inside? Thinking of this, everyone's fear of the Eight Desolation Pagoda intensified.

"Sister, will the scholar be like they say?" After all, Ran Rou was still an immature NV child, holding Ran Qian's hand that was already oozing with sweat.

"No, he's definitely still alive," Ran Qian pretended to be calm, but her pale face and sweaty hands were enough to explain the uneasiness in her heart at the moment.

Dancing nòng Qingying, ten wind-like figures flying above the void, floating dàng snow hu was crushed by the sword qi, and the sword qi was as straight as a rainbow to the Eight Desolation Tower

The Eight Desolation Towers, which were originally dim and dull, were blooming with endless brilliance like stars in the sky at this moment, and at the same time, a sword intent that pierced the sky burst out at the spire.

The clouds above the void were all shattered, the starlight tore those clouds and sprinkled on the pitch-black Eight Desolation Tower, and those sword qi like Changhong were all submerged into the Eight Desolation Tower, and the figures of Chu Sanjian and several people also fell to the ground again, after landing, Chu Sanjian and several people all looked at the Eight Desolation Tower solemnly, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the tall tower mén slowly lifted, flowing out of a pitch-black dòng mouth.

The starlight fell on the dark dòng mouth, which devoured the starlight like a hideous monster, and no one could clearly see the scenery inside, even though the lights around it were bright.

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Ran Qian's eyes looked at the empty dòng motionlessly, expecting the figure in her memory to appear, not only Ran Qian, but also everyone.

Time passed extremely slowly as if it had been spelled, and after a few breaths, everyone vaguely did not see Ye Chen's figure appear, and in this regard, Ran Qian's face became more and more pale.

"Hehe, it seems that he is really dead inside" Ran Ruo held Situ Fang's shoulder and chuckled, while looking at Ran Qian gloatingly, admiring the desperate expression on Ran Qian's face was undoubtedly a pleasure.

"Perhaps" The corners of Situ Fang's mouth also raised a smile, if this Ye Chen died, then the so-called JNG Ying student name this time must belong to him.

Hearing this, Ran Qian's figure couldn't help but retreat a few steps backwards, her face was extremely white, and she murmured softly: "Maybe I shouldn't have brought you here, then it won't be."

After waiting for a while, there was no trace of Ye Chen's figure, at this moment, even Zi Ning thought that Ye Chen was dead in the Eight Desolation Tower, and a trace of guilt couldn't help but appear on his face, his steps were slight, and he suddenly approached the dark dòng mouth, seeing this, Chu Sanjian couldn't help but be stunned, and also took a step, and said suspiciously: "Zi Ning, what are you going to do?"

"I'll go in and find him" Although the words were short, they expressed Zi Ning's determination, hearing this, Chu Sanjian was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, and said in a deep voice: "You are crazy, and if you enter with your cultivation, you will inevitably be transported to the third layer, even if you use your Qi Martial Realm cultivation, I am afraid that you will not be able to withstand the illusion of the third layer, and even your soul will be severely damaged."

After speaking, Chu Sanjian took a step to stop Zi Ning's figure, seeing this, Zi Ning's face was extremely heavy, and he said coldly: "Get out of the way"

His face changed slightly, if anyone in the world knew Zi Ning best, it was Chu Sanjian, and at this moment, Chu Sanjian could naturally detect the anger in Zi Ning's words.

stared at Zi Ning's beautiful eyes like water motionlessly, and a figure seemed to emerge in those beautiful eyes, white clothes like snow, holding a feather fan, that figure was familiar to him, it was a broken figure.

After a few breaths, Chu Sanjian sighed softly, turned his back to Zi Ning and said, "Because he has a broken shadow on his body, he is also uninhibited, and his temperament is almost the same."

Hearing this, Zi Ning's body was shocked, and he was silent, in this regard, Chu Sanjian smiled lightly, and resolutely walked towards the dark dòng mouth: "Zi Ning, you have been buried by memories, I really can't pull you back as the main person in charge of the Eight Desolation Tower, the person who should go in is me, not you" After speaking, Chu Sanjian walked towards the dòng mouth without the slightest hesitation, leaving an extremely tall figure.

Looking at Chu Sanjian with complicated eyes, when Zi Ning yù spoke, a trace of incredulity suddenly appeared on her face

This incredible expression seemed to be contagious, and the faces of the surrounding people appeared, and under the gaze of countless eyes, a slightly pale hand poked out of the dark dòng's mouth (Divine Seal Throne WWW.zzzcnS/RTLE//0/196/)