Chapter 743 Tribulation, the second layer of soul martial arts

Chapter 743 Tribulation, the second layer of soul martial arts

The sword qi broke through the purple thunder like a long rainbow, slashing through the heavens and the earth, and jī bō lines were raised.

Meteors crossing the sky will leave a bright light, and sword qi crossing the sky and earth will leave a burst of sword sounds that have been resounding for a long time.

The sword qi swept across the lone peak, and the lone peak that had stood for thousands of years collapsed in vain, and was cut off by this sword qi, and the fracture was as smooth as a flat mirror.

The falling Lone Peak couldn't attract everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes always fell on the surging purple thunder in the void.

Like thousands of troops, the purple thunder slammed down on the figure with the momentum of thunder, and the huge dragon phantom stirred the lightning around it.

And in this surging purple thunder, there is always a figure, standing quietly in the void.

That look in his eyes was like a pool of stagnant water, Ye Chen looked at the purple thunder around him, and among these purple thunders, he seemed to see his own sword intent that was enough to break the sky.

The purple thunder was refined by the reincarnation technique, and then the purple thunder continued to integrate into the muscles, bones and internal organs, and the fusion in every place was destroyed first, slowly repairing, but Ye Chen silently endured the severe pain, and his distorted handsome face gradually recovered.

The entire void was silent except for the roar.

As people who have come over, Nian Reincarnation and the others naturally know the pain of this forging body, and looking at that quiet figure, Nian Reincarnation and the others are silent.

Time is slow for Ye Chen, and for Nian Reincarnation and the others, they all saw a trace of undeserved admiration in the eyes of the other party.

"This son's state of mind is simply terrifying," an old man sighed lightly, and had to admit that a person's success was destined to have an incomparable existence behind ordinary people.

The surrounding surging purple thunder impacted Ye Chen's **, which was a baptism for Ye Chen, and in the past, those shocking sword marks were also baptized.

"This level of sword intent tribulation is far from enough" Although today's ** is strong, Ye Chen is still not satisfied.

The purple thundercloud in the void seemed to have been provoked, and a force condensed again, and its purple thunder surged.

Boom Purple Sè thundercloud roared again, and the thunder of Purple Sè came from the sky again, and the thunder of Purple Sè suppressed for dozens of miles, connecting the sky and the earth.

For a while, Ye Chen lost the other party's sense within a few miles, and he didn't even sense Mo Che's breath, obviously, this coercion had blocked Ye Chen's perception.

Although the pavilion was dozens of miles, the students of the Emperor Academy retreated to the rear one after another, and only after retreating for hundreds of meters did they feel that the coercion became lighter, and their faces were full of unusual horror

Ye Chen put the Qilin Sword into the Qilin Ring, and with a slam step, the space within a radius of tens of meters shattered in vain, and at the same time, Ye Chen's whole person was filled with a rich sword aura, rushing towards the purple thundercloud above the void.

The exercise of Purple Light Thunder Mang is not enough, what Ye Chen needs is the exercise of Purple Sè Thundercloud, and he has to endure hardships in order to become a master

"Arrogance" felt the sword intent that soared into the sky, and the faces of several people in the reincarnation changed, they didn't expect Ye Chen to make such a crazy move.

"Only you have such courage, it is precisely because of this that you are always at the forefront of your peers" Mo Che said lightly, there was no worry in his heart, he knew that Ye Chen would not be reckless in doing things.

The sword intent was condensed, breaking through the purple thunder that came from jīshè, and Ye Chen's eyes changed from the initial plainness to the current sharpness.

Long sword path, lonely and accompanying, he Ye Chen was able to carry the stone sword on the sword path where ice and snow could freeze, in order not to comprehend the sword intent.

There are thousands of sword intents, self-forgetfulness, let there be thousands of sword intents in the world, he Ye Chen has always insisted on his persistence, not to understand the sword intent.

On a lonely night like snow, others were squandering Qing Chūn, and he Ye Chen sat in the dark ancestral pavilion in Yīn, not to comprehend the sword intent.

And this purple thunder in front of him is the magic barrier in his heart, breaking this purple thunder, his sword intent naturally takes the first step, there is no possibility of failure, Ye Chen always believes in himself.

The sword pointed out, and the surrounding space retreated along both sides, and Ye Chen's figure was finally overwhelmed by the purple thunderclouds.

As soon as he came into contact with the clouds, a numb feeling came, Ye Chen's body couldn't help but start twitching, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, Ye Chen's figure entered the purple thundercloud, and the electric light continued to flash beside Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't know what pain was, his eyes looked firmly at the middle of the purple thundercloud, and he moved forward firmly step by step

The sword intent was pervasive, and a huge sword intent phantom appeared behind Ye Chen, and every time Ye Chen took a step, this sword intent phantom became a few points larger.

Let the purple thunder beat his body, every time a small amount of purple thunder was absorbed, turning into the purest aura flowing in Ye Chen's meridians, its aura repaired Ye Chen's broken meridians, and the meridians continued to be reborn and repaired.

In the end, Ye Chen was already numb to this, Ye Chen didn't know how many times he had cycled like this, and even the pain had become a part of his body.

The sword intent condensed, and its purple thunder smashed down on the sword shadow, and the sword shadow became more condensed.

The purple thunder couldn't stop Ye Chen's steps, and took a few steps one after another, his sword qi revolving around Ye Chen crazily, and the purple thunder around him also blasted wildly.

Raising his hand, Ye Chen shook it forward, and its huge sword shadow was suddenly grasped, and the sword shadow rose and slashed down, and those purple thunders that came from jīshè were directly split into points of light.

The points of light gathered towards Ye Chen again, and finally disappeared into Ye Chen's body, and at this moment, the voice of the fire qilin sounded in Ye Chen's ears in vain, "Thunder Tribulation Baptism, boy, take out the Qilin Sword"

"After the baptism of this thunder tribulation, the quality of the Qilin Sword will inevitably improve by a few points" The Qilin Ring was filled with red light, and a small number of its purple thunder gushed out of the Qilin Ring, obviously, the Fire Qilin was also refining the power of purple thunder.

Hearing this, Ye Chen didn't say anything, and directly took out the Qilin Sword

The Qilin Sword came out of his hand and hovered beside Ye Chen, its purple thunder naturally smashed down on the sword, and a crisp sword sound resounded.

When Ye Chen stepped into the middle of the purple cloud, the sword shadow was almost materialized, and the whole body was extremely crystalline, filled with the unique light of purple thunder.

Sitting cross-legged, at this moment, Ye Chen closed his eyes, his face was extremely flat, quietly accepting the inner and outer baptism of the purple thunder, and the heavenly sword shadow swirled above Ye Chen's head.

Faintly, the sword shadow in Ye Chen's mind echoed the sword shadow above his head.

Looking at the purple thunderclouds that were getting weaker and weaker in the void, Mo Che exhaled lightly and muttered, "The sword intent has been condensed."

The black night fell quietly, and the purple cloud in the void was still there, but the enveloping area gradually narrowed, and the sword shadow that reached the sky also appeared in everyone's sight.

Looking at the sword shadow that reached the sky, many of the yùhuang students had a thought of worship in their hearts, if it weren't for their good minds, these people would have worshiped a long time ago.

However, although they did not worship, their sword weapons floated strangely, shaking wildly, and the tip of their sword pointed at the heavenly sword shadow in the void.

Not only that, but the sword weapons within a radius of thousands of miles were all floating, and the tip of the sword pointed to the Heavenly Sword Shadow.

Looking at this scene, the warriors in the imperial capital were silent, and under this coercion, they felt the breath of death.

In the ruins of the palace, Qianchuan Jing and the others were also silent, especially Qianchuan Jing, looking at the scene in front of him with a complicated face.

Within thousands of miles, those sword-shaped leaves also violated the laws of nature, and the tips of their blades pointed to the Heavenly Sword Shadow.

"Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect" looked at this scene, Mo Che couldn't maintain the previous indifference on his face, and looked at the heavenly sword shadow with a slight shock, "It's actually Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, I didn't expect that this kid's sword intent tribulation would make such a big move."

Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty, as the name suggests, Ten Thousand Swords Worship, when a person's sword intent touches the extreme of the sword, it will trigger the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty.

It seems that, to a certain extent, Ye Chen's sword intent has touched the extreme of the sword, after all, Ye Chen's sword intent is infused with his ten percent perception of the four generations of sword intent.

Until the purple thundercloud dissipated, the phenomenon of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect still existed.

The purple clouds dissipated, and Ye Chen's figure emerged, each strand of his long hair like a sharp sword, straight to the sky.

The Tongtian Sword Shadow was still spinning above Ye Chen, while the Qilin Sword was floating in mid-air eerily, the violent aura gradually dissipated, and the Tongtian Sword Shadow gradually floated, and finally turned into a streamer that disappeared into Ye Chen's eyebrows.

At the same time, the sword shadow in Ye Chen's mind became more and more condensed, and this sword shadow represented Ye Chen's own sword intent.

The spatial luàn flow dissipated, everything returned to calm, and at this moment, Ye Chen also opened his eyes, and a sharp sword light loomed in his eyes, and finally turned into nothingness.

"This **, it's not bad" Standing up, Ye Chen immediately took a step forward, and the space shattered in vain to the soles of his feet, and finally returned to its original state.