"Keng!"

But after hearing a clang, Ye Chen appeared behind the ancient **** star picker, and instantly buckled the sword qi in front of him.

Then, the ancient divine power forcibly crushed and killed, and the returned sword energy instantly shattered and turned into loose sand and floated away.

Ye Chen thought: It seems that the sword qi was repatriated, but the repatriated sword qi was not the one he issued. There must be some special process in this, and this person's swordsmanship is amazing.

"Boy, you have extraordinary energy, extraordinary!"

"Old man, your swordsmanship also interests me."

"Hahaha, if you can take a sword from me, the old man will tell you where the sword boat you are looking for is, if you can't hold it, then how about giving me all the power in you?"

"Ha, if I can't take it anymore, will I still have the right to choose? Stop talking nonsense, come on!"

"Smart!"

The flute in the old man's hand was spinning rapidly, and then a rotten, dry face appeared, like a mummy crawling out of a grave, very weird.

But this appearance is not what Ye Chen cares about, what he cares about is the swordsmanship used by the other party.

The other party coveted the ancient divine power on his body, and what Ye Chen wanted to understand was how the strange swordsmanship used by this person turned his sword energy back.

Ye Chen held his hand independently, his eyes were sharp, and he locked the sword in front of him.

There was a very cold smile at the corner of the sword's mouth, and the whole body was flying sand and rocks, and chaos was approaching.

"Attention!"

The flute was thrown into the air, endless flying sand continued to converge towards the flute with the flute sound, and then turned into a sword shape, locking Ye Chen.

It looks like such an ordinary sword shape, but Ye Chen always feels that there is a powerful and weird law in it. This feeling is very clear. This is Ye Chen's natural feeling of danger, and it will not be affected by changes in the environment. no change.

Ye Chen squinted his eyes slightly, watching that sword shape, mixed into the wind and sand, and struck towards him.

The speed of the sword aura was very slow, and it looked slower and slower, as if entering a slow time and space, Ye Chen felt that his movements became slow at the same time. It turned out that at the moment when the sword was formed, the surrounding area The space has already entered the control of the wind and sand.

"bass!"

When the wind and sand hit, the sword shape slowly became clear, and when Ye Chen noticed it, the sword shape was already in front of him.

"Hahaha, genius? But stupid!"

The overbearing voice of the old man made Ye Chen hear clearly. It can be seen that the opponent is clear about the outcome, and the sword shape in front of him has already locked Ye Chen's life and death.

"Huh, hoo, hoo!"

At this moment, the wind and sand quickly dispersed, and the sword shape hit Ye Chen's eyebrows. Then, the sword shape did not penetrate Ye Chen's forehead, but turned into countless scattered sand, covering Ye Chen's whole body.

"Chi, chi, chi!"

As the scattered sand stagnated, Ye Chen stood up like a statue.

"Da da da!"

The old man walked with light steps, as if walking in a leisurely garden, relaxed and at ease.

He walked in front of Ye Chen, looked at the "statue" in front of him, and smiled.

"Such mysterious and ancient power is really strange and wasteful in the body of such a young youth. It is better to let the old man get it."

The swordman stretched out a rotten, slender, claw-like palm, and grabbed it against Ye Chen's face.

"So easy to judge the victory or defeat, is it you who is stupid?"

Just three inches away from Ye Chen's face with the rotten claws, Ye Chen's voice came into the ears of the swordsman.

"No, it's impossible!"

The swordsman retreated three feet in an instant, because he felt a force threatening his life was brewing.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Then, the entire statue shattered in an instant, and the mad sand swept into the shape of a dragon, locking the sword.

"Sword-stagnation!"

The swordsman displayed his supernatural powers again, and his sword aura in front of him instantly stagnated.

He looked at Ye Chen, who was unscathed, with a look of disbelief. He was too confident in his kendo law. Ye Chen was definitely hit. According to the effect of the law, Ye Chen was already unable to move and turned into Sha Ren, how could he stand in front of him unharmed?

He couldn't understand, Ye Chen had already seen through his kendo, and the law in it was also cracked by the ancient **** space.

"The sword of sand is indeed exquisite. From the first time you turned the emperor’s sword gas into quicksand, and then killed it, I have been analyzing the truth, just when you used the sword of sand to kill the emperor in seconds. , I have already seen through."

"Impossible, the old man has practiced the sword of sand for hundreds of years. How can you see through it in such a short time? You are bluffing!"

"Is it a bluff or a clear mind? You might as well use practice to prove it!"

"Damn it!"

The swordman was furious, his whole body was murderous, and the flying sand gathered and became a huge sword shape, lying on the sky, then the blade of the sword rotated and aimed at Ye Chen.

"This time let you die without a place to bury, and then give me all your power!"

The sword of grand sand slashed down in the air, and came straight to Ye Chen.

Facing the sword of sand that was a hundred times more powerful this time, Ye Chen still stood with his hand in his hand, without any sense of tension.

"I said, your kendo is still seen through by me!"

Ye Chen's eyebrows shrank, and the dust in the surrounding space soared at the same time, turning into a magnificent sand sword above his head.

The sand swords of both sides galloped at the same time, rushing towards each other.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the sword of sand exploded and turned into countless flying sands, beating violently in the sky and above the earth, constantly stirring the wind and clouds.

"no no!"

Seeing that his sand sword was completely dissipated, and Ye Chen was still hanging several sand swords all over his body, the swordsman knew that he had completely lost, and his kendo had failed.

He knelt on the ground, his eyes blank, looking at Ye Chen as if he was looking at a god, he had practiced for hundreds of years, and he realized that such a subtle kendo was only a few tricks before Ye Chen's eyes.

"Don't waste time, where did Jianzhou go?" Ye Chen asked coldly.

"Hahaha, I can tell you, but I hope you don't get excited!"

Suddenly, the swordsman showed a weird smile. Although Kendo lost, he wanted to make the person in front of him suffer the same.

"The sword boat you are looking for has already entered the end of the world. Only there will you experience true perdition and despair. All of my friends to you will die in it, and if you enter it, you will definitely be dead. Save, how, this result, but satisfactory?"

"Ok……"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, the other party was obviously deliberately retaliating, so what's the use of keeping someone who can't afford to lose?

"Since it's a waste, then give me your kendo!"

"Roar!"

With the shaking of the trembling roar, the source of darkness appeared behind Ye Chen. The ancient divine power that had previously been sacred turned into a violent, dark, and terrifying underworld power, sweeping the swordsman.

"Ah, ah?!"

The swordman showed the most horrified expression, how did he think of such a result!