Chapter 638 Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Zong Haotian Sword Cheng

Under Haotian Peak, the main peak of Taihao Gate, Zhao Yishan sat cross-legged, and the flying sword that was already in harmony with his mind continued to flash the debut sword light above his body. Compared with when he was defeated in the hands of Yi Chu, Zhao Yishan's cultivation at this time has improved a lot.

At the peak of Yuanying, as long as Zhao Yishan wants to, he can step into the road of condensation at any time. However, Zhao Yishan was not in a hurry to condense, because the acquired evil qi that the adverse water cold had prepared for him had not yet fully formed.

It's only half a year, he Zhao Yishan can afford to wait, as long as he condenses the aura of the day after tomorrow, he Zhao Yishan is still the strongest of the younger generation in the world. The third prince of the True Dragon Clan who challenged him in front of him, he didn't put it in his eyes at all, in his eyes, he had only one opponent, and that was the Blood Underworld.

Only the Blood Underworld is worthy of being his opponent, but he is confident that once the condensation is successful, he will be able to trample the arrogant Blood Underfoot fiercely

If it weren't for the fact that his master was against the cold, if it wasn't for his amazing envy and overwhelming all the peers of the Taihao Sect, then it would be up to him to condense the acquired Yuan Evil Qi that the sect had guarded for thousands of years before it took shape, how could the Elders agree?

"Oh", the sword light that was originally in the body, suddenly broke out of the air, and the rolling sword qi formed a pillar of light, and it was about to fly straight out of the cave. And at the moment when the flying sword flew out, Zhao Yishan felt that a strong battle intent rose into the air in his body.

The fighting spirit is surging, slashing the heavens and the earth

And at this moment of battle intent, Zhao Yishan felt a more powerful sword intent, rising from a hundred miles away, this sword intent is like the emperor between heaven and earth, only me, proud of heaven and earth. According to his state of mind, he couldn't help but feel an urge to surrender.

Feeling the sword intent that rose to the sky like the king of heaven and earth, Zhao Yishan looked up to the sky and roared, and the pillar-like sword light above his head suddenly brightened by seven points, and his whole person, at this moment, flew towards the endless sword light.

At the moment when Zhao Yishan flew out of Haotian Peak, all kinds of sword lights appeared in front of him, and the sword lights that rose to the sky were all heading towards the sword pillars that rose to the sky in the distance.

Looking up at the sword pillar, all the flying swords were trembling, their trembling was to see the trembling of the king, and their trembling was the trembling of joy because of the birth of the king.

"Haotian was born, God bless Taihao"

The voice of the old man sounded from the back mountain of the main peak, and with the voice of the old man, nine rays of light rose to the sky, shining on the heavens and the earth in an instant.

The glow of the light and the sword compete with each other, and the stars and moon in the sky are eclipsed. The already dense aura was even more frantically gathering towards Taihao Gate at this moment. The wind and clouds of heaven and earth have changed color under this sword of glory.

Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty

Under the purple sword pillar, the familiar figure was like a mountain higher than the sword edge, appearing in front of Zhao Yishan's eyes, looking at this body, an insurmountable feeling suddenly gave birth to Zhao Yishan's heart, an excellent master, not only can best teach the disciples, but also invisibly, let the disciples give birth to a kind of alpine father and son, self-ashamed feeling

As a disciple of the Reverse Water Cold, Zhao Yishan felt that he was the luckiest, but in the same way, he was also the most unlucky, and this misfortune was that he felt that he would never, never, never be able to surpass his master.

Blue is better than blue, this sentence works when used on others, but when used on him, it doesn't seem to have the slightest effect. His master, the first person of the righteous path, although he did not achieve the Yuan Shen, but in the sect, he can not only speak the final word, but also is known as the only person in the Taihao Sect who can compare to the Qingfeng Patriarch.

Who is comparable to such a character?

At the moment when this thought suddenly appeared in his heart, Zhao Yishan suddenly found that next to his master, there was still a person, although this person did not have the momentum of his master who rose to the sky and changed the color of heaven and earth, but he stood there immovable, but he was not much inferior to his master

A round of blood suddenly rose behind the man, and endless blood shrouded the surrounding area of the man into a small world.

This person, of course he is familiar with, Blood Hades has been gritting his teeth these days, swearing that he wants to defeat the existence, but now, he looked at Yi Chu who was standing still, and he felt inexplicably lost in his heart.

Countless eyes followed Zhao Yishan and fell on Yi Chu's body, they looked at Yi Chu blankly, looking at this person who was so imposing that he could compete with their sect master.

Yi Chu looked at the sword lights, although his face did not change, but there was already an undercurrent surging in his heart, and the waves were surging, especially the nine rays of light that rose to the sky, which made a trace of chill rise in his heart.

The meaning of the Nine Dao Xiaguang, he naturally understood, he originally thought that Shangguan Wuwu's injury could greatly reduce the strength of Taihao Sect, but he never thought that the accumulation of Taihao Sect would be so heavy, and such profound knowledge was worthy of the power of one sect, which was the most powerful sect in the world.

Under the purple sword pillar, it was like the momentum of the emperor in the nine heavens, still surging down. The idea full of war intent was transmitted to Yi Chu's mind through all directions. In Yi Chu's eyes, the land under his feet and the grass not far away were spreading this surging and incomparable battle intent.

The will to kill the world, who can compete with it

"Yi Chu of the Blood Transformation Sect, I have seen the head of the Reverse Water Cold"

Yi Chu stood there quietly, spitting out word by word, subdued and frustrated, and made a loud sound, at the moment when he spit out these words, Yi Chu even performed the five-character mantra method, and spit out each word from the air one by one according to the true yuan method.

The five-character magic technique realized from the Eight Extremes Array was originally a strange science passed down between heaven and earth, although Yi Chu did not understand it, but the power of this strange science was not reduced by half a point because of this. Yi Chu's voice was not high, but it was loud and sonorous, and it violently hit the hearts of every Taihao disciple, making them involuntarily shudder, and when they faced Yi Chu again, they instinctively gave birth to a sense of not daring to resist.

Don't dare to resist, don't dare to resist, this is simply leaving a big crack on the Dao hearts of these Taihao disciples.

"Yi Chu?"

Reverse Shui Han repeated to himself, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Brother Yi Chudao's good mana is in Xia Haotian Sword today, and he just wants to sacrifice it with Your Excellency's blood, what does Brother Yi think?"