Chapter 348

The Tianwen sword technique is Xiao Yi's unique sword skill. He learned from others' strong points. In addition, he thought about the world and the way of heaven. Every move is not only the sword Qi. The essence of the "question", if the opponent can't answer it, his heart may be damaged and he can't parry and dodge.

In all previous moves, ye Chen not only attacked and countered him, but also answered Xiao Yijue's "questions", and even let the other side waver for a time.

But at this time, in the face of the most fierce sword, the last question, ye Chen's expression, is suddenly solidified.

Yes, he couldn't answer it. Even though he was the Immortal Emperor in the previous life, he knew countless great magic powers and great immortal methods; his understanding of Xiuzhen road was far above all people's; he also had tens of thousands of fairies and fairies sitting in the temple of compassion.

But he still couldn't answer

Because ye Chen doesn't know what love is!

It was the moment when the figure stopped suddenly that Xiao Yijue's fierce sword spirit of the air crown sky had suddenly bumped over!

"Boom!"

Facing this, it seems to be a sword that can split the sky.

Ye Chen's eyes are dignified, and the bright body protection Zhenyuan blooms in an instant, covering ten Zhang square meters and arranging the rain curtain. However, the blue light, in front of the white rainbow sword, was easily cut apart like a knife cutting butter. When he flicked his fingers, Xiao Yijue was only a Zhang away from ye Chen.

"Bambooboobam --"

A series of body protection fairies, burst out at this moment, turned into colorful light shield, want to protect the leaf dust. But now ye Chen is just a golden elixir. His low-level body protecting immortal method can't stop the white rainbow sword.

Xiao Yijue, the original God of the sword, finally rushed to Ye Chen. At this time, the swordsman, who had never been a good swordsman, had a naive smile on his face. He had never had such a happy time either when he was traveling in China or when he closed the sword tomb.

For Xiao Yijue, the sword is everything. At this time, he can understand the supreme meaning of the sword. Even if he is dead, he has no regrets.

At the end of the day, even Xiao Yijue's Haotian sword could not bear the force and broke into pieces. However, the sword in his hand was more and more brilliant.

"Boom!"

In people's eyes, the white sword rainbow and the blue light collide fiercely together. The sound was as loud as a rocket. Between the whole world, only this piece of light. Even the people's ears were temporarily deaf.

A vast surging momentum, from the junction of the two, instantly spread to all directions. Just like a 12 degree typhoon, the whole Huashan Mountain was blown like a dangerous building, and it was tottering. Many stone trees have been uprooted.

Although the protective array opened instantly, there were still many ordinary people with pale faces and spitting blood. Many martial arts saints retreated and retreated again and again. Only many divine realms could stand at the forefront and watch this scene.

"Who wins and who loses?"

In most people's opinion, the sword made by Xiao Yi, who had practiced hard for a hundred years and finally burned the spirit, was the real Xuanxian, which was no more than that. No matter how strong the leaf dust is, it should not be stopped. Even if it does not fall, it will at least be seriously injured.

Even a few divine realms, most of them speculated, and even malicious people killed him when they were ready to take advantage of the fire and aim at the weakest moment of Ye Chen!

After all, Xiao Yijue's last sword is too strong. If it is released around, I'm afraid that the whole Huashan Mountain will be razed to the ground. It is that all the divine realms on the scene joined hands, and there was not much hope to block the sword, not to mention that ye Chen had only one person?

"This is How can it be? "

But all of a sudden, Joyce's face changed wildly and he exclaimed in disbelief.

Then, the living Buddha of langri, the warwolf king and other divine realms also changed color. Finally, even some top martial arts masters, such as Xiao Fu and abbess mieqing, couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

"What's going on?"

Other people are not strong people's ability, have opened their eyes, trying to see this scene.

As soon as the storm subsided, the whirlpool of Zhenyuan was stabilized, and the light dissipated. A wonderful scene appeared in the middle of heaven and earth

A young man in turquoise armor, shrouded in the rays of the sun, was covered with this strange scale armor of unknown materials. He didn't even stop him. Instead, he let the move "what is love" stab him.

This sword stabbed Ye Chen's heart in an impartial way, but the blue and golden scales, however dazzling, stopped the white sword rainbow. No matter how hard it tried, it couldn't move in.

One second, two seconds

Five seconds later, the shadow of Xiao Yijue appears on the white light. His expression at this time is very strange, although he still has a happy understanding of Xuanxian's sword, but also with a little regret.

"I didn't expect that even if I understood Xuanxian's sword, I couldn't help you. Come on. I lost. "

Then, Zhang Xu Long's sword awn exploded, turned into inch white light, scattered around.

There was only a man with blue hair flying, incomparably handsome and wearing blue gold armor, standing in the void. At this time, the dark clouds dispersed and the first ray of sunlight reflected on his face, making the other party look like a real God.In an instant, the whole world lost its voice

"Pa La --!"

After a long time, a voice broke the silence. It was the voice of a swordsman who unconsciously let go of his beloved sword and dropped it on the ground.

However, he didn't realize it at all. Instead, he trembled his lips and said in an incredible voice, "sword God Lost? "

This sentence seems to have opened some kind of gate. Almost all the swordsmen hid their faces and wept, while the others also looked sad.

"Xiao Yi is absolutely defeated..."

"I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it."

"Even Xuanxian's sword can't help that ye Chen. What kind of monster is he?"

“……”

In a low voice of discussion, Xiao Fu, the faithful old servant, has knelt down on the ground and wailed: "master..."

Although Xiao Yao is also tearful, he grits his teeth and stares at Ye Chen stubbornly. What emerges in his heart is his desire for unlimited power.

Seeing this, the wolf king shook his head and sighed: "this is the taste of the world..."

Langri living Buddha also declared the name of Buddha and sighed: "all living beings are suffering, even the son of the sword God. He enjoyed the glory and joy in the first half of his life, but in the second half of his life, he was doomed to wander. Can he escape from ye Chen's pursuit or not?"

Other people all looked at the Xiao family with sympathy. A few minutes ago, they were the largest family in Yanjing and the largest faction in China's martial arts circle. But now without Xiao Yijue, these people are like water without a source and trees without roots.

Don't talk about revitalizing the hall. Whether they can survive depends on Ye Chen's mood.

At this time, the leaf dust, which has been standing proud in the void, moved