Dominating Sword Immortal Chapter 460: The Road of the Sword Emperor (Third)
Chapter 460
The Road to the Sword Emperor (third)
"Well, this person's wood mood is good, with a taste of thorns!" [bsp; "Alas, slap, yes, wood mood can represent many things, such as big trees, such as wood thorns, but also It can represent vines. The vines are very soft, and they are very powerful. {Remember our website to read
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"The thickness of the wood is not the same as the thickness of the soil, it is more overall."
A total of about 400 people participated in the martial arts tea party. Among them, more than forty people are proficient in the artistic conception of wood. Although more than forty people are proficient in the artistic conception of wood, and have reached the limit, each of them The artistic conception is actually different and different.
During their discussion, Ye Chen will carefully observe the artistic conception of wood in his martial arts, gradually improve his artistic conception of wood, and prepare for the successful enlightenment of the ninth style of Qinglian swordsmanship.
No matter how powerful Ye Chen ’s sword is, the lack of killing moves is always a problem, so Qinglian ’s ninth-style understanding of sword skills is imperative. With this move, his sword skills have reached three. , At this stage is almost satisfied.
As the observation got deeper and deeper, Ye Chen suddenly stretched out her right hand to practice the sword.
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Without running the real element, without using the sword, nor raising too much energy, Ye Chen did such a bland practice, as if a pattern was carved in the void, but after dozens of fingers, the change took place. When Ye Chen's fingers passed, the air seemed to be scratched by an extremely sharp sword, and it snored. Later, the fingertips came out with very light and light fingers, which had nothing to do with it. The sharpness of the dust body and the sharpness of the fingers are condensed by the sharpness of the sharpness.
"What's going on?"
Tuo Ba Su and Mu Ling Feng looked at Ye Chen in suspicion. [Remember
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They are convinced that Ye Chen did not use the true Yuan sword intention, but where does the finger come from, and this finger is sharp, unspeakable sharp, as if its essence is sharp.
Gently pat the table with the palm of your hand, the small teacup jumps up, pulls the teacup with a bitter finger, and the teacup is shot out silently, passing in front of Ye Chen.
Coincidentally, Ye Chen's finger was pointed at the tea cup.
There is a trace of freeze in time, a very fine and sharp wind from the back of the tea cup, leaving a small hole in the pavilion pillar.
On the other hand, there is no breakage in the tea cup, and the tea inside has not spilled.
Holding a tea cup in his left hand, Ye Chen smelled it, it was so fragrant, and he handed it to Tuoba bitter.
Tuo Ba catches the tea cup, observes it quickly, then observes it again, and finally raises his head, wondering, "No hole?"
Ye Chen laughed: "There is no hole in nature."
"The hole in the pavilion pillar?"
"Oh, that hole was caused by my inability to control the sword."
"Strange!"
Trouble can still not be confused. If it is caused by Jianyi, it is unlikely to attack the pavilion pillars through tea cups. If it is not caused by Jianyi, the holes on the pavilion pillars will not form at all. No one is possible, which is possible?
"The edge of the sword, I still have a golden mood!"
By observing other people's artistic moods, Ye Chen has a deep understanding of the artistic moods of the woods. He has already seen the ninth form of Qinglian's sword technique, so he became interested in practicing swords to refer to swords. Practicing, he forgot the mood of the wood, the ninth style of the Qinglian sword, and sink into the understanding of the sword. Since he has always used the sword to the enemy, and the sword is metal, Naturally sharp, so the swordsmanship has always been sharp, but without the sword, he finds that he lacks sharpness and lacks sharpness.
Until then, he finally understood how sad a swordsman didn't understand Jin's artistic conception. After all, no matter how good his artistic conception was, Jin's artistic conception was not as sharp.
The mood of gold is like a bridge between swordsman and sword. With this bridge, the swordsman can push his edge to the limit and show the swordsman's style. On the contrary, without this bridge, there will always be a gap between the sword and the sword. , Can not erupt the limit of attack power.
"It's not too late, though I understand now!"
Ye Chen breathed out her breath, and her eyes fell on the small hole in the center of the pillar of the pavilion.
This hole is indeed caused by sword intention, but it is attached to the spirit of sharpness. The spirit of sharpness is invisible and immaterial. The sword itself is also invisible and immaterial. After reaching a certain level, it can affect reality, so it becomes intangible. Quality, the two are not combined before penetrating the tea cup, so the tea cup is not broken. After passing through the tea cup, the sharp energy and the sword will be combined, leaving a small hole in the pillar immediately.
This refers to the exhaustion of Ye Chen.
But it's not enough.
"The ninth style of Qinglian swordsmanship has already taken shape. Next, what I need to learn is Jin Yijing, and I know how to go in the future."
The swordsmen of the famous history all have their own path, that is, their own kendo. Ye Chen ’s kendo is not very clear all the time. He only knows that he walks instinctively. Now, he has found his own kendo. This kendo It may be full of thorns, but once he goes through, he will be the first person in this kendo, enough to compete with the ancient sword king, and will make him embark on the road of higher sword emperor.
Sword King!
What is the sword king!
The Emperor of the Sword, the first person ever since.
No matter how powerful the ancient sword king is, he is just a sword king, not a sword emperor, and the reason why he cannot be crowned is that he cannot defeat the emperor of his generation and is forced to be king. Although the emperor is not limited to one person now, But wanting to become the Emperor of the Sword is also as difficult as the sky, Ye Chen has made any preparations.
The palms of the hands clenched slightly, Ye Chen felt his blood boil.
Boom!
The air waves on the field shook the pavilion slightly.
Ye Chen looked intently. It turned out that Si Kongsheng was on the field.
His opponent is very strong. He is the No. 1 young master in Huonuma Realm. He is completely inferior to the leader of Yin Shao, Yin Zongli.
The two fight against each other dozens of times, the sky's air waves have nowhere to be vented, and continue to spray high.
"Give me defeat!"
Opponents of auspicious martial arts were exhibited by opponents and they blasted to Sikong Sheng.
Si Kong Sheng Yiran is not afraid, but also fights back with austrianism.
Bang!
A mottled ball of light exploded, Si Kongsheng flew backwards, without any injuries, and the other party did not know what was going on, his body was there, he was hit by a shock wave, and his mouth spit blood.
"Well, Si Kongsheng's mysticism is strange."
At first glance, Ye Chen saw that the mysterious and the top-ranked young master in Huonuma Field did not want to retreat, but could not retreat. Sikong Sheng ’s punch seemed to have some connection with the earth, using infinite gravity to hold each other , Forcing him to be unable to lift his feet for a moment, stiffly withstanding the backlash of shock waves.
ps: I ca n’t stand it. The cold outbreak is purely self-torture. I have two eyes in front of the computer, and my body is cold and hot, and I write that it suddenly deviates from the track. After several changes, I found this too. Very good, you will have to go this way anyway, it is better to be determined earlier.
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