The two played against each other, extremely fierce, and they continually jumped on the earth. Every time they shake, they can pick up a piece of sand and stone. Within a hundred square feet, they are all beaten by the two.

Looking at the fierce battle to the extreme in the field, everyone was full of horror, and at this moment, Ye Chu’s strong scalp was numb. Ye Chu and the other party still have a big gap, and they can fight the other side to such a degree.

"How long do you think you can block the king?" Wang Fang screamed, and the bone stimulation came out, and the life was shot toward Ye Chu, going through Ye Chu.

Ye Chu's arm moved, and he danced with his own power. The power of horror came straight out. The sword spurred and swayed around him, suddenly spurting out, powerful power gathered, making people scalp numb.

"How long does it take, you can try it!" Between Ye Chu’s words, the swordsman’s sword directly blocked the other’s bone spurs, and Ye Chu’s spurs were blocked for a moment, and the imposing winds were ten feet away. Another fierce attack fell through.

"Hey..."

Wang Fangqi cried, his brilliance and the arrogant atmosphere condensed out, and a strange and majestic sweeping swept down, turning around him into a huge whirlpool, and the mood was soaring to the extreme, the overbearing people Worship.

Looking at the brilliance in front of him, Ye Chu's face was dignified, staring straight at the other side, and the body was tightened. The other side's aura was too horrible, and the source was always a profound martial art.

"Bone thorns are boundless!"

Wang Fang screamed, the thick force surged out, quickly condensed, in a short time, turned into countless bone spurs, the bone thorns flashed on the cold, revealing an unbreakable power, with a trembling terrorist force.

Looking at the twinkling cold light, Ye Chuyuan spirit trembled, and his heart also had chills. However, Ye Chu’s fingers changed more quickly, and the swordsmanship burst.

Or sharp, or sharp, or peaceful, or demon...

The sword is unpredictable and condenses a long sword in front of Ye Chu. There are many changes, including the shadow of the burial sword, and the fierceness of the flowers, even the silent soundless sword...

Various moods flashed and gathered in front of Ye Chu. In the end, each kind of artistic conception became a sword, hovering in front of Ye Chu.

This scene allowed Zhu Fengcheng and others to see the heartbeat accelerate, they know that Ye Chu mastered the true meaning of the sword. However, I did not expect that Ye Chu’s sword was involved in such a change. However, at this moment, Ye Chu condenses the sword with various artistic conceptions of the sword. What is he doing?

Ye Chu's fingers moved, and various moods actually changed. In the void, they turned into a residual image, and then the mood began to blend, and they should be integrated into one.

"The avenue is simple, one life is two, two is three, three things are all things! Everything is one, the artistic conception is sword, and the sword is one!"

Ye Chu screamed, and beside him, he suddenly trembled. At his feet, he was suppressed by various artistic situations. The cracks began to spread, and the wind and whistle continued to riot. The swords of Ye Chu’s hand were infinitely changing.

Whether it is the sword of the burial sword, or the sword of the flower, or the sword of no interest... They are all extraordinary, and now they are changing in front of Ye Chu, the light is shining, and the strong scalp is numb.

Ye Chujian is a blend of ideas, as if to be merged together. A variety of swords, blended with a fierce, with a sharp edge, with peace, with a hot and sturdy...

This is not one plus one. Each kind of sword meaning represents the path and method of a practitioner, which represents the superposition of their Tao and the law. The emptiness instantly ignited the brilliance of horror, and between the vibrations, the vastness of the artistic conception was actually stronger than the king.

This scene makes the king's color dignified, and the figure that wants to lasing it has come down, staring straight at Ye Chu, with a bit of scruples.

At this moment, Ye Chu danced and changed, and the sword around him was too strange. There is a constant blend of swords and minds, and there is a long sword dancing in Ye Chu’s body. This long sword absorbs all kinds of swords that Ye Chu rushed out, and the sound of the sword trembled.

The sword is constantly being integrated into it. Ye Chu’s sword is becoming more and more full, and the mood suddenly rises wildly. In front of Ye Chu, there is actually a texture.

Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked and stunned, looking at Ye Chu one by one. Is this to understand the Tao and the law?

No one can calm down, and how difficult it is to understand the Tao and the Fa. Even if it is the king, even the Emperor is not necessarily able to understand the Tao and the Fa, and cannot open up his own path.

At the moment, Ye Chu has a texture in front of him, and the texture is the essence of the Tao and the law. Each texture carries the path and method of the practitioner.

Although the texture of the condensed body in front of Ye Chu is weak, it can be astonishing if it is successfully condensed.

Ye Chu’s artistic conception is madly raised, and the long sword in front of her is hovering. When the sword is really like a sword, the sword trembles and makes people feel enlightened. There is a strange mood that circulates and cannot be realized.

The breath of the long sword trembled, each time it trembled. At the foot of Ye Chu’s footsteps, there were cracks in the road, and they could not bear the pressure.

This is horrible, and the king saw it chilling. The body couldn't help but retreat. Ye Chu's body seemed to be a restricted area. It was full of swords and raging, and it was afraid to become a live target of the sword.

Wang Fang is the king. You can see that this scene is also chilling.

Zhu Fengcheng looked at this scene aside and sighed. Is this the practice that Ye Chu said? It is necessary to use the king as a practice of sharpening stone. It is really terrible, just showing it, it has such a power and it is a success. that……

Zhu Fengcheng felt that he had been sitting in the sky before, and he always thought that he was strong. But when I met Ye Chu, I realized what was really good. He thought that this would be enough for people to satisfy. But Ye Chu still has to change, and surely the thought of genius is not something they can understand.

"Wan Jian is one!"

Ye Chu screamed, the swordsmanship around him, the unpredictable swordsmanship, all rushed to the long sword hovering in front of Ye Chu.

At this moment, the long sword suddenly rose up, and all kinds of swords were infinite, all of which were integrated into it. The long sword changed and the brilliance was restrained, but it was shocked by the shocking edge.

This edge is like Changhong, the sun is twisted, the air is oppressed and the body sinks. The peers of the world are not dare to look straight. When the king sees it, he looks terrified and his body violently withdraws.

The long sword hovered in front of Ye Chu, Guanghua introverted to disappear, and the sharp edge of the world began to outline a texture, the texture flashed, letting people stare straight.

"Will you become?" Everyone's heart is shaking. If it is successful, Ye Chu's absolute strength will skyrocket and step into a new level.

Just, can he get out of this step?