In Ye Jiangchuan's mind, it seemed to explode, infinitely open, as if he was in a magical space, in which there were countless figures.

These figures, all holding the Chengyang sword, keep practicing swordsmanship, their swordsmanship is extraordinary, the swordsmanship is outstanding, and the sword light is cold.

It is far from what Ye Jiangchuan can understand.

It is natural, such as the transformation of the cow, such as the rotation of the heavenly way, the long sword is waved lightly, the body is elegant and chic, and the simple swordsmanship changes contain all kinds of profound and mysterious changes.

Ye Jiangchuan who watched it was dumbfounded, and the whole person was completely stupid, immersed in this endless sea of swords.

Gradually, countless enemies appeared, some of them were humans, some were demons, some were fierce beasts, the enemies were fierce and abnormal, and they began to fight with these countless figures.

In front of these figures, under the Chengyang Sword, these enemies, although they fought desperately, they were still killed one by one, and they died under the Chengyang Sword one by one.

It seems like a day has passed, it seems like a year has passed, and it seems like a moment has passed, and I don't know time, I don't know space, I don't know anything.

At this time, those enemies had all disappeared, and only the figure wielding the Chengyang Sword was silently practicing hard.

Gradually, these figures began to dissipate, disappearing one by one, and finally only one figure remained, wielding the Chengyang Sword.

He is the only one who is silently practicing the sword Chengyang Sword, between heaven and earth, there is nothing else, only the Chengyang Sword.

Gradually, Ye Jiangchuan understood that the word Chengyang refers to the sun at 9:10 o'clock, which is different from the vigorous rising sun and the fierce noon sun.

At this time, neither the strongest sunshine nor the original sunshine belonged to the two non-sticks, which was the most embarrassing, but this means that this sword will inevitably be the most fierce in the future!

Because it's noon soon, and the sun is at its strongest!

Strive upward, unstoppable!

In an instant, a sword turned into infinite power, bombarding the Quartet, upward force, unstoppable, with a terrifying power, destroying all darkness, this is the origin of the name of the Chengyang Sword.

Under the bombardment of this huge force, the sky collapsed, and this space was immediately shattered.

Ye Jiangchuan practiced the Chengyang Sword!

He gasped for breath and slowly opened his eyes, the night had passed, and the next day dawned!

Since it was dawn and early in the morning, don't delay things, Ye Jiangchuan put down the Chengyang Sword and went to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Another binge of eating, and ten gold essences were spent, reaching one hundred and forty-five.

Returning to his residence, digesting and digesting food, Ye Jiangchuan began to officially practice swords!

Ye Jiangchuan stood up, held the Chengyang Sword in his hand, and swung his sword to shoot!

Sword one!

In an instant, five movements, flowing and flawless!

Although after making it, the bones and muscles of the whole body were sore, but Ye Jiangchuan was extremely happy, the swordsmanship that would have taken more than ten days to practice was completed in one go, and the spirit stone did not have white flowers!

Although Ye Jiangchuan has ten refining bodies, this sword technique is the Ning Yuan sword technique, which is far beyond himself, so his body is sore.

He continued to forge his sword!

Kenji!

Six movements, the more so, easy to use, the standard is incomparable, flawless!

It's just the skeletal muscles, and it's even more sore, Ye Jiangchuan didn't care, but he thought about it, and among the pills he bought, he took out a small pill and ate it.

After taking the pill, a stream of heat appeared in the body, and the soreness disappeared immediately.

Ye Jiangchuan continued to play swords, sword three, sword four, sword five, sword six.

From Sword One to Sword Six, it is easy to use, but the whole body, a layer of stinky sweat, like another marrow washing, the body evolves.

Ye Jiangchuan's sword blade changed, and he was cast from sword one to sword six.

And so on, six times in a row!

These six swordsmanship, as if he has practiced for decades, is unforgettable, and there is no difference.

In this way, he let out a sigh of relief, carefully took out his sword, and stabbed out with a sword, instantly like electricity, and a sword sealed his throat!

Seven of Swords!

Then the blade of the sword changed, the chain changed, the sword eight!

Another change, the sword light is like electricity, endless, sword nine!

In the end, he slashed suddenly, opening the world, sword ten!

From sword seven to sword ten, four swords are in a row, and Ye Jiangchuan is also all used, and the score is exactly the same.

It's just that the eleventh sword that has been ten times completed, the ten swords are one, and the eleventh sword that transforms into Chengyang sword qi cannot be used no matter how Ye Jiangchuan uses it.

He understands the sword theory, this Chengyang sword technique uses the method of inheriting the past and opening up the future, urging the sword style, just like the rising sun, and finally it will inevitably rise to the height of the strongest noon sun.

Unstoppable!

However, the last sword, Sword Eleven, he couldn't use it, and he clearly understood that his body just couldn't use this sword.

Because of this sword, as long as it is issued, at that moment Ye Jiangchuan is no longer an ordinary mortal, extraordinary, and promoted to the transcendent Condensation Yuan realm.

The sword is out again and again, and from the Chengyang sword to the tenth sword, he can use it perfectly.

But this Sword Eleven can't break through!

Cultivating the Chengyang Sword can only be like this, it is enough.

This is just a façade, the real killer is the eagle striking the sky!

Ye Jiangchuan began to cultivate his two housekeeping skills.

"Fish Flying Shallow Bottom" has a small space here, and it can't help but flicker.

Kick, step, move, move, jump, jump, flip, turn, step, roll, twist, borrow, pull, wad, hit, slide, flash, turn, take, move!

Twenty words, running freely.

Forward, backward, sliding, ramming, spinning, jumping, spinnering!

After cultivating for an hour, Ye Jiangchuan stopped and stood there motionless.

Then with a sudden rush, the eagle strikes the sky!

But it didn't end, it was another rush, another rush!

He rushed five steps in a row in one breath, which means that he used "Eagle Strike in the Sky" five times in a row.

Ye Jiangchuan smiled bitterly, he had always thought that he had already become a small man in "Eagle Strikes the Sky", but now he found that he was just getting started, and he was far away from Xiao Cheng.

The real "Eagle Strike" is a countless Eagle Strike.

This is in the middle of the river and river woodland, a series of outbreaks, killing the ichthyosaurus, Ye Jiangchuan faintly felt.

Today, with the inheritance of the Chengyang sword, under the proficiency of swordsmanship, drawing inferences from one another, Ye Jiangchuan suddenly understood the hidden meaning of "Eagle Strike in the Sky", and "Eagle Strike in the Sky" suddenly broke out five times in a row.

This continuous outbreak of "Eagle Strikes the Sky" is not simple, it involves the operation of the muscles, bones, and meridians of the whole body.

He has a feeling that only nine impacts in a row, which is not simple and explodes instantly, this is the real Xiaocheng.

After practicing "Fish Xiang Shallow Bottom" and "Eagle Strikes the Sky", he took the iron spear and walked outside the stone house, looked into the distance, and threw it away at will.

In an instant, an iron spear shot out of the air, and shot at a big tree twenty feet away.

Ye Jiangchuan tried again, thirty zhang away, and poofed an iron spear into the tree!

Fifty feet away, it's still the same!

This is simply where to fight, and the iron spear contains endless power, a foot into the wood,

It's not a training reaction anymore, it's a supernatural talent.

Ye Jiangchuan immediately knew that the student who died tragically, the student who still thought about the first and first student when he died, his obsession was eliminated by himself, this was his supernatural talent, and he left it to himself.

Divine power shoots the wolf.

Inexplicably, Ye Jiangchuan knew.

After the experiment was completed, Ye Jiangchuan also felt exhausted and finished his cultivation, at this time it was already late, and he had already practiced for a day.

But he can't rest yet, Ye Jiangchuan used to go to the canteen again.

Again I took twelve gold money, one hundred and fifty-seven!

After eating and drinking, the night was already late, returning to the residence, lying on the bed, Ye Jiangchuan thought about it and yelled:

"Destiny Taiyi, wonderful breath, my heart is like a sword, free and immortal!"

Awesome slogan, shout a sentence and go to sleep!