Lu Chen sat down with his legs crossed, closed his eyes, communicated with the world of kendo, buzzing, the wisps of kendo rules converged, forming a wind, which revolved around his body surface.

Lu Chen's mind moved, he pulled the kendo rules into his body, went upstream, and directly came to the world of the soul.

His soul sea is huge and the waves are magnificent.

In the sky of the soul sea, countless sharp swords are ready to go, all condensed by the rules of kendo, with Lu Chen's lead, thousands of kendo rules fall and plunge into the sea of ​​soul.

The soul sea shook, and Lu Chen's soul came from tearing pain, and the sharp kendo rules seemed to crush his soul.

Lu Chen's eyes became dark and he snorted, and a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yuanshen rejects the rules of kendo, and the rules of kendo have a huge damage to the soul.

The holy king became the holy king, the rules blended with the soul, the whole process was very dangerous, and Lu Chen still followed a more dangerous rule.

The kendo rules are very sharp, and the moment he just merged into the primordial spirit, Lu Chen felt that the primordial spirit was severely torn apart.

Fortunately, his primordial spirit is strong enough, and there is not much damage.

Lu Chen rested for a while, continued to try, first separated a ray of kendo rules, and merged into the soul sea. Although he felt pain as always, it was obviously much lighter than before and could bear it.

After the strands of kendo rules merged into the soul sea, they were rejected by the soul, and the primordial soul could not fit the rules of the kendo. However, this road was the only way to the holy king. Although it failed, it had to go forward without retreat.

Lu Chen separated the second and third kendo rules, all of them merged into the soul sea.

Almost hundreds of kendo rules have entered the soul sea, that is, he can withstand the limit now. The kendo rules damage the soul, and the soul also rejects the kendo rules. For Lu Chen, this process is uncomfortable.

This continued for about a month, and Lu Chen couldn't hold on anymore and stopped practicing.

I tried to endure the pain for a month, not only failed, but made myself a little weak.

Lu Chen took out the spirit fruit from Na Jie and swallowed it. After eating more than ten holy-level spirit fruit, he felt that he had recovered.

After recovering, Lu Chen continued to try.

At the same time, when Lu Chen was practicing, a young man stood a few hundred meters away from him, staring at him coldly, with a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

"Trying to attack the holy king in Yanhai, it is almost a dead end," the young man said with cold eyes.

According to the previous intelligence, this young man has a very strong body, and he knows the rules of thunder and lightning. In addition, the other party has not exposed other abilities, but since he is from the Palace of the Sword Emperor, he must have cultivated the sword intent, but he does not know the sword. How far has the mind level practiced.

In order to kill Lu Chen with a single blow, the Dragon Clan dispatched a chess piece from the early stage of the Holy King.

They don’t believe that Yan Zixuan’s juniors can also fight across boundaries. Normally they won’t. This young man is not as famous as Yan Zixuan and Liu Mu. It is estimated that he is invincible in the same realm. Realm of combat power.

Moreover, now that the other party tries to attack the Saint King, then the primordial spirit will definitely become weak, and the probability of successful assassination will naturally increase.

Seeing Lu Chen, this young man didn't make the first move. He wanted to wait for Lu Chen to do it when he was weakest. It would be even better if he died on the road to assault the Saint King.

For one month, two months, and three months, Lu Chen had been persistently attacking the Saint King Realm. Every time he got wounds all over his body, the spirit fruit and pills on his body were all consumed.

Lu Chen regretted that he threw all the dragon meat to the black dragon on the ancient road, otherwise the meat would still allow him to practice for several years.

"Why is it so difficult to follow the rules of kendo" Lu Chen whispered in his heart, faintly desperate.

This road is very difficult and there is no hope at all.

No wonder the evildoer like Yan Zixuan failed dozens of times.

Lu Chen's own self-confidence was blown.

In fact, he has already considered it well. Many disciples in the Sword Emperor Palace have played with themselves a lot in order to take this path.

Because the kendo rules are too sharp and the primordial spirit is too fragile, if you are not careful, it will be a divine end, and the emperor will not be able to save it.

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and continued to try. If it still fails, then he can only go outside to'supply' and continue to try.

With a thought, he communicated the rules of kendo, turned it into a sharp sword, and merged into the soul sea.

In the distance, the young man watched from a distance, not anxious, unable to eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Soon, half a year later, Lu Chen ended up failing to vomit blood, and his breath was greatly weakened.

The young man in the distance saw that Lu Chen was seriously injured, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes.

The opportunity to get started.

The young man was not hiding, and flew out directly, circling the rules of flame all over his body, as if he had come to practice in Yanhai.

"Three Sword Brothers" shouted the young man from a distance.

When Lu Chen heard someone calling him, he raised his head and saw a young man flying towards him.

An enthusiastic smile appeared on the youth's face: "Brother Sword, I didn't expect you to practice here too."

Seeing Lu Chen looking at him incomprehensibly, the young man said with a look of admiration: "I am a disciple of the Huoxing Palace, and Brother Sword doesn’t know me, but you showed off your power in the Demon Slashing Conference. Now you are famous in the Five Elements Sect. Very high, no one knows you."

"Can I practice by the side?" At the end, the young man asked.

Lu Chen said, "Whatever you want."

The young man was not polite, came to Lu Chen's face, and pretended to inquire: "The last battle of Brothers Sword was really wonderful."

"Excuse me." Lu Chen was not sensitive to this man's flattery.

"Brother Sword comes from the Sword Emperor Palace, I don't know whether he has practiced sword intent or not" the young man asked.

Lu Chen replied shyly: "I just condensed, and I don't even reach the king level, I'm embarrassed to show it out."

"Oh, then I can rest assured." The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, a face that was originally enthusiastic suddenly fell indifferent, killing intent surged in his eyes, and a sharp claw appeared, flashing a faint cold light.

At this moment, a terrifying demon power erupted from the youth, and the demon wind was mighty.

The sharp claws that appeared out of thin air gripped Lu Chen's throat hard, exuding an icy chill.

Facing this person's assault, Lu Chen was a little surprised, but he didn't froze in place. Numerous void particles wrapped around his body and disappeared out of thin air.

The blow that was already inevitable made the youth smile triumphantly, but Lu Chen's sudden disappearance made him stunned.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly spread behind him.

Huo Ran turned around and saw the disappeared Jiansan appearing behind him, and the opponent's sword intent surged, causing a terrifying kendo storm.

This sword intent gave the youth an unparalleled sense of threat.

Lu Chen's fingertips gathered a bright sword intent and swept across the young man's neck.

The young man's neck flew out of the body in an instant, and rolled down to a place tens of meters away.

The young man was not dead yet, his eyes were filled with regret and despair, and he said intermittently in a tone like a gossamer: "Big, big liar."

He said that he had just condensed his sword intent, and he was so miserable to deceive him.

The youth was full of unwillingness and hatred on the spot.