The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 348: The taste of the world

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Chapter 348 The Taste of the World

Tianwen Swordsmanship is the result of Xiao Yi's lifelong learning of swordsmanship. He learned from others' strengths, coupled with his own thinking about the world and the way of heaven. Every move is not only the sword spirit, but the essence of the "question". , If the opponent can't answer, it is even more likely to be damaged and unable to parry and dodge.

In all previous moves, Ye Chen not only counterattacked him with offense, but also answered Xiao Yijue’s "question", and even caused the opponent to waver.

But at this time, facing the most fierce sword, Ye Chen's expression suddenly solidified at the last question.

Yes, he can’t answer. Even though he was the honorable immortal emperor in the previous life, he knew countless great supernatural powers and great celestial methods; Xingyu’s understanding of the path of cultivation is far above that of everyone; It is even sitting on the tens of thousands of goddesses in the fairy palace.

But, he still can't answer...

Because Ye Chen doesn't know what love is!

It was the moment when this figure paused, Xiao Yijue's fierce sword aura with the crown of aura had already slammed into it!

"Rumble--!"

Faced with this sword that seemed to be able to split Tianyu.

Ye Chen's dignified eyes, the dazzling body protector's true essence, burst out instantly, covering a ten-square-meter radius, and venting the rain curtain. But the cyan ray, in front of Bai Hong Jianmang, was like a knife cutting butter, which was easily cut apart. With the flick of his fingers, Xiao Yijue was only ten feet away from Ye Chen.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of body protection fairy techniques burst open at this moment, turning into a colorful mask, trying to protect Ye Chen. But now Ye Chen is nothing more than a golden core, the low-level body-protection magic that he displayed can't stop the white rainbow sword light at all.

Xiao Yijue’s sword of the soul finally rushed to Ye Chen. This swordsman, who was originally an ancient well, had an innocent smile on his face at this time, whether he was rampaging China or I never had such a happy time when I retreat to Jian Mound.

For Xiao Yijue, the sword is everything. At this time, he can understand the supreme sword intent, even if he is dead, he has no regrets or regrets.

In the end, even Xiao Yijue's Haotian Sword could not withstand this power, fragments of it broke apart, but the sword light in his hand became more and more radiant.

"Rumble--!"

In the eyes of everyone, the white sword rainbow and the cyan light slammed together. There was a sound comparable to rocket lift-off. Between the whole world, only this piece of light remained. Even everyone's ears were temporarily deaf.

A vast surging energy, from the junction of the two, instantly spread to all directions. As if a magnitude 12 typhoon passed, the entire Huashan Mountain was blown to the ground like a dangerous building. Many large stone trees were uprooted.

Although the protective circle opened in an instant, there were still many ordinary people with pale faces and blood vomiting at their mouths. Many martial sages and magic sages retreated and retreated. Only many gods could stand at the forefront and watch this scene.

"Who wins and who loses?"

In the eyes of most people, the sword that Xiao Yi has worked hard for a hundred years and finally burned the soul is the real Xuanxian, and it is nothing more than that. No matter how strong Ye Chen is, he should not be able to stop it, even if he doesn't fall, at least he is seriously injured.

It was a few gods, and most of them had such speculations in their hearts, and even malicious people were preparing to take advantage of the fire and aim at the weakest moment of Ye Chen, killing him!

After all, Xiao Yijue's last sword was too strong. If it were released to the surroundings, it would probably razed the entire Huashan Mountain to the ground. It is because all the gods on the scene team up, and there is not much hope to block this sword, let alone Ye Chen only one person?

"How is this... possible?!"

But suddenly, Joyce's face changed wildly, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, the Living Buddha of Langri, the Wolf Warriors and other gods also changed their colors. In the end, even a few people at the peak of Martial Saint, such as Xiao Fu and Mie Qingshi Tai and others, couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

"What the **** is going on?"

Others didn't have the abilities of the strong, so they opened their eyes wide and tried to see this scene clearly.

I saw that the storm gradually subsided, the True Essence Vortex also stabilized, the light dissipated, and a strange scene appeared between the heavens and the earth...

A young man wearing a blue-gold battle armor, shrouded in the glow of sunlight, his whole body was covered by this strange-shaped scale armor of unknown material, and he didn't even try to block him. Instead, he let the trick "what is love" sting. In oneself.

This sword pierced Ye Chen's heart impartially, but the green-gold scale armor emitted a dazzling light, and it blocked the white sword rainbow firmly. No matter how hard it tried, it couldn't make an inch. .

One second, two seconds...

Five seconds later, a shadow of Xiao Yijue appeared above the white light. His expression at this time is very strange, although he is still happy to realize Xuanxian Yijian, he also carries a little regret.

"Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that even if I understand the sword of Xuanxian, I can't help you. Stop, stop, the old man lost."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xu's sword beam burst apart, turning into white light, and scattered around.

There is only one man with blue hair fluttering, very handsome, and wearing a blue-gold armor, standing proudly in the void. At this time, the dark clouds spread, and the first ray of sunlight shines on his face, making the other person look like, It's like a real **** coming to the world.

In an instant, the whole world lost its voice...

"Papa!"

After a long while, there was a sound that broke the silence. It was the sound of a swordsman who subconsciously let go of his beloved sword and dropped to the ground.

However, he did not realize this at all. Instead, he trembled his lips and said in an incredible voice: "Sword God... Lost?"

This sentence seems to have opened a certain kind of gate. Almost all the swordsmen hid their faces and wept, while the others also looked sad.

"Xiao Yi definitely lost..."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

"Even Xuanxian's sword can't help that Ye Chen, what kind of monster is he?"

"..."

In the midst of low-pitched discussions, Xiao Fu, a loyal old servant, has knelt on the ground and cried: "Master..."

Although Xiao Yao was crying, he gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Chen stubbornly. What emerged in his heart was an infinite desire for power.

The wolf king on the side saw this scene, wrapped his hands, shook his head and sighed: "This is the taste of the world..."

Langri Living Buddha also pronounced the Buddha's name, and sighed: "All beings are suffering, even the son of the sword god. He enjoyed the glory and joy in the first half of his life, but in the second half of his life, he was destined to be displaced. Can he escape? Ye Chen's chasing and killing, or two talk..."

The others all looked at the people in the Xiao Mansion with sympathy. A few minutes ago, they were the largest family in Yanjing and the largest school in the Chinese martial arts world, but now there is no Xiao Yijue, this group of people Just like water without a source, wood without a root.

Don't talk about reviving the door, whether they can survive or not depends on Ye Chen's mood.

At this moment, Ye Chen, who had been standing proudly in the void, moved...