Chapter 648

"Too strong, too strong. Is this son the reincarnation of an ancient beast? How dare you catch the flying sword with your hand

A Buddhist monk shook his head repeatedly.

The patriarchs of the seven great Xuanmen were extremely dignified, and they looked down on Ye Chen. At this point, the strength of Ye dust, which is the only giant comparable?

Only the father of Lu's sisters, LV Yunchang laughed and even called his son-in-law.

"The sword is good, but it's a pity that your swordsmanship is too good."

As ye Chen spoke, he pressed down the golden flame and laid a golden seal on the green Xuan sword. At the end of the day, the cry of Qingxuan sword gradually disappeared, like a salted fish, no longer beating.

At this time, ask sword ancestor to show fear finally.

Ye Chen breaks through his field and flies the sword with bare hands, showing his invincible posture. At this time, the old master of the sword appeared. The young man in front of him was his greatest enemy.

"Ten unique Kendo!"

The ancient sword school pays attention to both magic and martial arts, not only refining flying sword, but also cultivating sword Qi. When he lost his flying sword, he didn't panic. Instead, he pinched the sword formula and turned it into a sword finger.

"Boom!"

The vitality of tens of miles around him, with him as the center, suddenly surged.

Between heaven and earth, a hundred Zhang long sword Qi condenses and covers ten sides, as if destroying the heaven and destroying the earth. The whole Hilltop of the fence is covered by endless sword spirit. The mighty sword spirit finally turned into a tornado.

One root supports the sky and moves the earth. Like a column of sword like tornado, it rises from the ground and sandwiches the leaf dust in the middle.

This kind of terrifying power has disgraced everyone. Although it is a unique skill of the ancient sword school, no one has ever used it. It is so powerful.

Nanliwang's ten Jue Kendo is a hundred times worse than he is!

"I am worthy of being the first person in my seven major Xuanmen. This sword skill alone is enough to suppress the ancient clan. "

No heaven Buddha's feeling.

And leaf dust is not surprised at all, stepping on the sky, like a golden sun, across the sky.

"Broken, broken!"

Countless swords and tornadoes were smashed by Ye Chen with his fist. The sword Qi that can cut the gold and cut the iron fell on the leaf dust's body like raindrops. It could not shake the leaf dust at all, and even the golden awn around the leaf dust could not be broken.

"Prisoner!"

Ask the master of the sword to turn over the formula and wave it.

"Boom

The nine sword tornado, which is thousands of meters long, is like nine giant dragons. It winds around the leaf dust from all directions. These sword tornadoes, high rotating, like sharp cutting machines, roar and crash on Ye Chen, squeezing him to pieces.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

In the sky, the sound of innumerable metal sounds, like a steel knife across the iron plate, extremely harsh.

That is, Henglan mountain, after the revival of aura, is incomparably hard enough to bear the fight between Zhenjun and Henglan mountain. There are also sword marks on the top of Henglan mountain, which is several inches deep. If it was an ordinary mountain, it would have been flattened by the raw people for thousands of kilometers in front of the supreme sword technique of the ancestor of the sword.

Unfortunately, no matter how sharp and fast these swords are, ye Chen can't do anything about it.

Ye Chenli was drowned in the nine sword tornadoes. Only a faint golden light could be seen, as if extinguished at any time. But he stood still, and his whole body was filled with the breath of immortality, immortality and immortality.

The spirit body is extremely strong, has nearly ten thousand Dharma not to invade!

"Coagulate!"

Ask the sword ancestor to turn his hand again with a dignified face.

The nine sword tornadoes as thick as a giant tree suddenly condense into thin chains, which are only as thick as their arms. Each of them is the condensation of countless sword Qi. Once it explodes, it will be enough to blow up a thousand kilometers of mountains.

These nine divine chains entangle the dust of the leaves, and even the golden awn is overwhelmed for a moment.

"To win?"

Many of the real kings with shallow cultivation could not see the details inside, but were forced to retreat by the sword like tornado. At this time, the nine chain was caught in the dust.

Only Wu Tian Buddha and so on, the expression changes, cries is not good.

It's too late. In the long chain of the tornado, there was a loud explosion:

"open!"

Boom!

It's like a nuclear bomb exploding.

The boundless and terrifying real yuan burst out from ye Chen, and rushed to all directions in an instant. Since ye Chen stepped into the mid congenital stage, he showed all his strength for the first time, which was a powerful force that shook the heaven and earth. At the top of the Henglan mountain, a small mushroom cloud even rose.

Nine long chains, is the first moment on the inch burst open, turned into smoke.

Ask sword ancestor to suffer this time, the whole body suddenly a shock, can't help but regress a few steps. In the smoke, ye Chen came from heaven and earth with his hands on his back. The golden flame was in his eyes, and his voice shook the world like thunder:

"ask the sword ancestor, is that all you can do

In a flash, the mountain up and down, see this screen, all change color!

The top of the Henglan mountain.

The storm is like a dragon, and the strength is like a wave. The power of terror covers the sky. On the top of the mountain, many true kings all looked at the God of war in the golden flame.And at the foot of the mountain, although the people of the ancient zongmen could not see the battle on the top of the ten thousand meters mountain. However, there have been some immortals who have practiced the techniques of water mist, illusory light and so on for thousands of miles, pulling out huge light curtains to show the situation of the mountain top to the public.

"How can this leaf dust be so powerful?"

Countless people were appalled.

Before the war, no one was optimistic about ye Chen. Tens of millions of people in the whole ancient sect thought that ye Chen would surely fail, only to see if he could save his life.

If you ask the ancestor of sword, you can't beat him by a 20-year-old?

However, when the war really started, everyone showed up. The ancestor of the sword was in a weak position from the beginning to the end. No matter it's Jingtian swordsmanship or peerless weapon, ye Chen can't do anything about it.

"So he is so strong..."

Lin jiu'er na'na Dao.

Her figure is vigorous and slender, like the Dragon Palace goddess's pretty face, showing a trace of bitterness.

Ye Chen subverts her imagination again and again. Whenever Lin jiuer thinks that she can see through the depth, there will always be more surprises waiting for her.

"The teacher is so good."

Lin Qiqi jumped up directly and his face was red with excitement. And the other seven Xuanmen and the valley of flame are all black as ink charcoal, nervously looking at the light screen.

The fighting continues.

"Boom!"

After ye Chen showed his real strength, he never left his hand. Direct one punch across the sky, empty Jue Qi, pull out a long air awn in the air, cross strike ask sword ancestor.

"No shadow sword."

Ask sword ancestor is worthy of being the first person in the ancient clan. By this time, he is not flustered.

His whole body turned into a transparent sword shadow. It seems that the shadow of the sword does not exist in the world. It passes directly through the shadow of the sword.

This is the ancient sword technique of protecting life. It is said that once it is put into practice, it will be invincible.

"Shock

Ye Chen is the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor. How could he be trapped by this little skill and hit the air directly.

It's as if the nail was nailed in the void, and then with the leaf dust as the center, the space within ten Zhangs of the circle trembled slightly, as if a picture scroll was shaking. Everything on the scroll has been peeled off.

The fist shakes the void!