Chapter 994

Sword tomb is one of the four secret places.

Although it is not as good as Tongsheng mountain, it can intuitively detect a person's talent.

However, it is recognized that the farther you can go into the sword tomb, the higher your cultivation talent.

At this moment, ye guchen stepped into the range of 8000 feet.

That means, at least in kendo talent, ye guchen is not inferior to the sword startling Hong.

Who is Jian Jinghong?

He is a disciple of the sword king who relies on heaven. He is the eighth grade Tianjiao. He is a master of Shenfu. He ranks second in the sword list. He has the sword intention of fortune level.

Every identity is important in the sword Dynasty.

At present, there is an existence comparable to sword startling Hong.

It's no wonder that many martial artists around the sword tomb would be so surprised and lose their manners.

"That childe, really broke through?" Purple Street and Qin Lang also got the news.

Zimo's pretty face was full of surprise and accident.

She didn't expect that the mysterious man who saw injustice and helped had such a talent.

Qin Lang's face is also changeable, and his heart is more disturbed, with a trace of regret.

"If such people join Shenya college, they will definitely get the identity of Golden Emblem disciple immediately. Even the saint emblem disciple is not impossible. I targeted such people before."

Qin Lang's face turned pale when he thought of his previous attitude towards ye guchen.

He is just a silver emblem disciple, which is not comparable with the gold emblem disciple.

But fortunately, Qin Lang only verbally provoked a few words and didn't start.

Otherwise, ye guchen would not let him go so easily.

On the other side, Gong louyue was completely absent-minded.

She did not expect that ye guchen could step into the range of 8000 feet.

"First Dugu wubai, then this man..." Gong louyue bit her lips.

Twice, she looked at people wrong.

At the same time, Gong louyue felt a sense of frustration.

Once upon a time, Jian Jinghong defeated her. She only took Jian Jinghong as the target. Now she found that both Dugu wubai and the cloak man are arrogant people who can compete with Jian Jinghong.

Of course, if Gong louyue knew that both of them were ye guchen, it would be more unexpected to her.

As for the Yan family, Yin Lin and Yin Xu were pale.

Although Yan Zi was unwilling, he had to admit ye guchen's ability.

Within eight thousand feet, ye guchen kept walking and continued to go deep.

Although this achievement has been very good.

After all, in the younger generation, only Jian Jinghong has gone deep into 8000 Zhang with the sword meaning of fortune level.

But ye guchen is ambitious.

He was unwilling to stop at eight thousand feet.

"The cloaked man wants to go further."

"Does he want to break the record of sword startling Hong?"

At this moment, ye guchen has entered the sword tomb very deep, and the people outside the sword tomb can only vaguely detect some trends.

"Eh, no, it seems that the front is the retreat of the solitary cloud sword saint?"

Some sharp eyed people noticed ye guchen's direction.

That direction is the seclusion place of the solitary cloud sword saint.

That place can be said to be one of the forbidden areas of the sword tomb.

Because everyone knows that the lonely cloud sword Saint lengqiantrace is lonely and cold.

Any Tianjiao who enters his closed area will not be directly killed, but will be swept out like garbage.

This is true for anyone, there is no exception.

"Tut Tut, what a pity. I also want to see if the cloaker can break the record of sword startling."

"Yes, the solitary cloud sword saint's retreat is just on the edge of nine thousand feet. The cloaked man can't pass."

Many swordsmen shook their heads with regret.

"Hum, the man finally couldn't move forward..." Yan Zi felt relieved.

On the other hand, Gong louyue shook her head and didn't think ye guchen could pass through the closed forbidden area.

"Oh, damn, if the road of our college had not been robbed by the Yan family, the childe would not have met the closed place of the solitary cloud sword saint." Zimo clenched her jade hand and looked angry, as if her future had been blocked.

Qin Lang's face was not very good when he saw purple street like this.

In his eyes, Purple Street is paying close attention to ye guchen.

Just outside, people were either regretting or gloating about ye guchen's experience.

Ye guchen finally came to the deepest place under pressure.

At the moment, ye guchen is sweating all over and has many sword wounds.

Obviously, he came here at a great price.

"In front, it's nine thousand feet..." ye guchen looked up.

He could feel the more terrible sword pressure in front of him.

Not only that, there is another kind of pressure spreading.

That is the power of the false saint.

"The front should be the seclusion place of the lonely cloud sword saint." ye guchen's eyes changed.

For ordinary people, they would rather stop than step into it.

Gu Yun sword saint, that's a role that even the leader of Kendo alliance Ao Shenzhou doesn't like birds.

Ye guchen's eyes must be fixed and makes a decision.

He... Wants to bet!

After making a decision, ye guchen also made a firm decision and continued to move forward.

"What, can't I be dazzled, that cloaked man is still moving forward?"

"How he couldn't bear to break into the forbidden area of the solitary cloud sword saint?"

Seeing ye guchen's constant footsteps, a group of people outside the sword tomb looked dull.

"I really want to die..." Yan Zi sneered.

Yin Lin and Yin Xu were also waiting for ye guchen to fly out of the house.

Gong louyue sighed slightly: "eight thousand feet is already an excellent place for cultivation. If you are not greedy, you will only lose everything in the end."

Obviously, Gong louyue also thinks ye guchen is too arrogant.

If he is seriously injured and blasted out, I'm afraid he can't even hold on for eight thousand feet. He can only withdraw from the sword tomb.

Purple Street is completely worried about ye guchen.

The solitary cloud sword saint's retreat is extremely cold with frost and snow all over the sky.

"It's so cold..." ye guchen stepped into it and frowned.

"No, it's not frost and snow, but..." ye guchen's eyes coagulated.

The frost all over the sky is more like the embodiment of a rule.

If ye guchen didn't accept the canon, he wouldn't even notice it.

"It seems that the lonely cloud sword saint is not too far from the real saint." ye guchen said to himself.

He thought as he went on.

But for a moment, ye guchen stopped.

In front of him, hills seemed to be frozen.

Those ancient swords around were also stained with frost and completely frozen.

In such a scene of snow in the sky and frost on the earth.

A black robed figure sat in the ice and snow.

His long gray hair, covered with frost, fell on his shoulders.

A face cut like a knife is extremely cold. Two staggered scars add a bit of loneliness.

With a sword in his arms, he seemed to echo the world.

It's the lonely cloud sword saint, cold thousand marks!