Chapter 336

The white clothed scholar sat cross legged, indifferent, and his eyes were as deep as an ancient well. There are countless swords around him. Even if all the people present have never entered the sword tomb, they know that the owners of these swords are the dead souls of Xiao Yijue.

Those who knew the goods could not help but murmured:

"Zhu Yan Jian, the sabre of the red haired witch, was extremely envious. She liked to peel the skin of young girls. Finally, she was killed by Mr. Xiao by the Jinghu Lake."

"It was Lingxiao sword, which was made by Han Lingxiao, the young master of Jianjian mountain villa, and carried it around the world. But in the end, the villa didn't keep its original intention. At the time of national crisis, he took refuge in the islanders, and finally was killed by master Xiao himself."

"The two pairs here are Zidian and Qingshuang. They are famous swords in ancient times. Unfortunately, ziyangzi and qingxiazi fell into the devil's way. Old Xiao fought with them for a day and a night. Finally, the canglan river was dyed red, and then they were killed."

“……”

A group of people talked in succession, and their words were full of longing and worship for the sword God. Even the living Buddha of langri and the warwolf king bowed their heads to express their respect to the legendary swordsman.

"Mr. Xiao, we haven't seen each other for more than 40 years. You are really more and more unfathomable."

When Joyce sighed, his pupils shrank. Forty years ago, when he saw Xiao Yijue, Xiao Yijue was like a sword relying on heaven. He stood tall and lofty, but he could see the end. But today goodbye, Joyce only felt Xiao Yi was like a vast ocean, never-ending.

"Twenty years is just a flick of a finger for our generation."

Xiao Yijue looked indifferent. Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked down at the whole Huashan Mountain like a meteor. He looked around and said: "Ye Chen, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please show up for a fight."

With these words, Xiao Yijue stood up. Just as he sat still and closed his eyes, his sharp edge seemed to be covered by a box sheath, which made people feel that he was just a weak and elegant scholar. However, when he was growing up, he was like a magic sword out of its sheath, showing its sharp edges and even making people dare not look directly at him.

No matter Qin Silong, Liu Laozi, or many of Yanjing's second and third rate aristocratic families, they were all shocked. Other strong men in the dark world are also staring at each other and waiting quietly.

This once-in-a-thousand-year war is about to begin

On the other side, on top of a vice peak, the people of Xiao's house and the power of Long Teng are also discussing one after another.

Among them, Xiao Yao was the most anxious. He walked up and down in a panic. At last, he couldn't help but ask, "Fubo, where do you think you can win this duel?"

After all, Xiao Fu is the housekeeper of Xiao Yijue. If anyone in the world knows the sword God best, it is undoubtedly him.

What's more, this person also had a fight with Ye Chen, and his words always have some reference value.

Hearing the young master's question, Xiao Fu sighed: "according to the master's conjecture, ye Chen's cultivation is a gift from heaven and an immortal's reincarnation, or he himself awakens some kind of memory in the process of reincarnation. Ordinary young people, when they are 20 years old, are full of vigor and vitality. How can ye Chen look down upon all living beings? Strength can be passed on from others, but the state of mind is not the hand of a dummy. In the face of such old monsters, who knows how many cards he has in his hands? "

Standing behind them, the Xiao family, as well as many Long Teng's disciples, including Qin Shuang, Tang Shiyu, Qisha, Duanjun, greedy wolf and so on, were all worried.

Although on the surface, they all support Xiao Yijue. Xiao Yi is absolutely the giant giant pillar of the Xiaojia family, who is the world of martial arts and Taoism in China. If he falls down, I don't know how much trouble he will cause.

"Father, you must win. Step on that damned leaf dust under your feet Xiao Yao gnaws his teeth and prays silently in his heart

At this time, there was a commotion at the foot of the mountain.

Here comes the dust!

Then, the living Buddha of langri, the warwolf king, the high priest of Eaton and others opened their eyes and looked at the west, which is the direction of canglan river

I only saw the dark clouds gradually pressing down on half of the sky. Under the dark clouds, there was a storm, a storm. In many storms, there is a water tornado suddenly appeared, straight into the sky, up to 100 meters, as if the end of the natural disaster swept.

"This is

All the people looked at it in a daze, and saw that an ordinary young man with little appearance stepped on the tornado storm, just like the legendary emperor of the sea coming across the sea and sky. His hands were on his back, black in black, and his breath was as unpredictable as a bottomless abyss. The whole body is covered in a blue light, like a blue star, shining on the sky.

So noisy grand stage, not ye Chen can also be who?

Ye Chen is riding the storm, stepping on a 100 meter high water column, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and carrying water to the sky. Who can not be surprised? Who can not be afraid, it is a few strong God, can not help but shrink the pupil.

"Hiss, is this still human ability? It's like a sea god. "

Seeing this scene, many warriors and nobles and nobles were frightened and stupefied and took a breath of cold air. The martial saints' faces changed wildly. The most common martial arts masters are walking on the water and fighting against the wind and waves. Those who are strong in the holy land just cut off the waterfall with one knife.But ye Chen came by water. Behind him, there were clouds, lightning, waves and storms. How can human beings exert such prestige? Only the legendary gods and immortals can be first-class.

"Ye has not been on the stage for half a day. He must have borrowed the power of canglan river. However, he is afraid that he has already chased Xuanxian. There is only half a foot left from that realm. Otherwise, it is impossible to direct the canglan river like an arm. "

Langri living Buddha snorted coldly, and there was something delicious in his words.

Other spiritual realms are also full of admiration. They have been living for hundreds of years. As a result, they have been pushed down by a younger generation in their twenties. Now I think about it, they really feel hot on their cheeks.

"Is Ye dust really strong enough to handle such a powerful storm? Does it not mean that he has been able to destroy the city and destroy the land Tang Shiyu and others couldn't help smashing their tongues.

"Well, the storm is so vast that it covers hundreds of miles. Even if the old man of Xingxie is close to him, he may not have such great powers. I think ye Chen has just spent a lot of time on the canglan River, drawing on the storm

Most of all, ye Chen, who was not used to it, snorted coldly. He couldn't help saying sarcasm: "at the moment of decisive battle, we still have to do such face-to-face things. I think ye Chen will lose!"

People around, also a long sigh of relief, echoed: "yes, yes, this is absolutely yechen with the help of the weather to do."

It's not so much that they believed the words of breaking the army, but that they forced themselves to believe it. Otherwise, the Three Outlooks would collapse.

But these people don't know, ye Chen It's all done by yourself!