Chapter 1114： Qingyun Jianzong

oom!

As soon as this person appeared, the violent aura swept away, and the suppression made everyone on the court look shocked, their faces turned pale, and kicked back.

Although many warriors on the field are geniuses, most of them are only the early seventh-order martial kings, how can they withstand the pressure of the eighth-order martial emperor strong?

More importantly, almost half of the martial artists who came to participate in the inheritance were swordsmen, and the Demon Sword Sect was the Sect of Swordsmanship. The eighth-ranked martial emperor in the gate was so terrifying and terrifying swordsman. With the spirit and breath permeating, everyone is discolored.

"Han Li, I've seen the head teacher!" Han Li's expression changed when he saw the visitor, and he hurriedly saluted.

"What? This person is the head teacher of Demon Sword Sect?"

Everyone was shocked and raised their heads, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a long robe slowly falling down above the sky, this man with his hair bun up and wearing a blue robe, elegant as a fairy.

All around him, sword light lingers, this is not ordinary sword light, but the natural sword light that the sword energy dissipates and naturally condenses into it.

A mere swordsman, his whole body was entangled by the natural sword aura between heaven and earth.

Qin Chen's eyes tightened immediately. This is a natural sword body formed by condensing the sword intent to the extreme, and the sword intent is naturally revealed, combined with the profound meaning of heaven and earth.

Such characters have definitely reached an extremely terrifying point in the comprehension of sword intent.

Moreover, Qin Chen, the opponent's cultivation base, could see through it at a glance, and he had obviously reached the peak of the initial stage of the eighth stage.

In addition, the swordsman himself has a powerful attack and is superior to other warriors.

This is an extremely terrifying powerhouse.

"Boy, were you just slandering my disciple of the Demon Sword Sect?"

As his figure fell, Sect Master Yan Nineteen of the Demon Sword Sect's eyes fell on Qin Chen's face. Hey, there seemed to be two sword lights piercing from his eyes, so bright that he could barely open his eyes. At the same time, there was a terrible sword. Landing intentionally, instantly wrapped Qin Chen.

boom!

Qin Chen only felt that his whole body was as if he was being touched by countless sharp swords. The cold sword intent was entwined, making people unable to breathe. There was an illusion that he would be divided by ten thousand swords in an instant.

"It's over, this person offended the Sect Master of the Demon Sword in this Demon Sword City, and the Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save him."

Everyone looked at pitying eyes.

"Huh, want to press me with sword intent?"

Qin Chen's eyes burst into cold light, and the other party used other methods to suppress him, and it might be effective, but could he use sword intent? His sword intent has reached the point where it is condensed into substance. Although his cultivation is not as good as the opponent, his sword intent comprehension is stronger than the opponent.

Hum!

A terrifying sword intent erupted from Qin Chen's body, violently intertwined with the sword intent released by Yan Nineteen who wrapped him.

Stabbed!

A silent sword light burst out of the void, which is a phenomenon where sword intent interweaves and affects the environment.

"Hey, this son actually blocked the old man's sword intent. It's interesting. This time the Demon Sword Inheritance can meet a genius swordsman who can condense the sword intent to this level." Yan XIX looked at Qin Chen, the younger generation, etc. The warrior who blocked his sword intent suppression was rare.

Although he only released a eleventh of the sword intent aura, he was the Martial Emperor at the peak of the eighth stage, and his willpower was beyond the ordinary.

And the opponent's sword intent can actually block his sword intent coercion, which obviously means that the opponent has already entered the room under the control of the sword intent, even if it has not reached the peak, it is not far away.

At this level, the four major seed disciples of his Demon Sword Sect may not have reached it.

"Boy, it's interesting, it's interesting." Yan XIX stared at Qin Chen, and said two words in a row.

"Senior, it's not me who slander your Demon Sword Sect disciple, but your Demon Sword Sect disciple must target him. Just now I have to do something against this young master. There is no way I can do it, I can only fight based on reason.

Now in Demon Sword City, Qin Chen would naturally not be stupid enough to confront the Demon Sword Sect Master, he would accept it even after seeing him, Hong Sheng said.

"Oh, isn't it?"

Yan's nineteen eyes shot Leng Mang suddenly and looked at Han Li suddenly.

Han Li only felt an endless pressure rushing toward his face, lowered his head, and sweated all over his body. He was anxious and didn't know how to explain it.

Sect Master was actually alarmed. I knew this before. Why should I be so anxious? It won't be too late to wait for the Demon Sword Inheritance to open and enter the inheritance. Hurriedly said: "Master Master, the disciple is also anxious for a while. Jiangu is a king-level power near my Demon Sword Sect. It has always been a vassal of my Demon Sword Sect. The disciple of Sword Valley has been humiliated. Don’t mean it. As for the other party’s grievances, the disciples haven’t investigated it yet.

Chu. "

"Senior Yan Nineteen, at this time, the younger generation knew that it was indeed the disciple Xu Wang of Jiangu who bullied others."

At this moment, a cold voice came, attracting everyone's attention.

It was Ye Wuming.

He took a step forward and respectfully bowed his hand to the master of the Demon Sword Sect, Yan Nineteen, without fear.

Everyone's scalp numb, they looked at Ye Wuming in horror, and Qin Chen also looked puzzled. Ye Wuming had the courage to speak for him.

"You are?" Yan Nineteen was also taken aback, looking at Ye Wuming, her eyes bursting with cold light, but at this look, her brows suddenly frowned, revealing a look of doubt: "Your surname Ye?"

"Junior Ye Wuming, I have met Senior Yan Nineteen." Ye Wuming arched his hands, neither humble nor overbearing. "Haha, who am I? It turned out to be Nephew Ye Xian. Since Nephew Ye Xian said so, there must be no mistake." Yan XIX laughed, "I didn't expect Nephew Ye Xian to come to me this time. Jiancheng, participate in the inheritance of the demon sword, your master is finally willing to let you down this time? It seems that Ye Xian nephew

His kendo attainments have been accomplished. "

"Dacheng dare not be, Senior Yan Nineteen is too good." Ye Wuming said respectfully.

Everyone looked at Ye Wuming in shock. Who is this person can make Yan Jiu look like a nephew with such a smile, this is not an ordinary genius.

"Haha, nephew Ye Xian is humble, Bei Tianyu, your Qingyun Sword Sect is so famous, you can let the old fellow Qingyunzi let you down, it's obvious." Yan Nineteen laughed.

What, Qingyun Jianzong?

Everyone shook violently and looked at Ye Wuming in amazement. This person turned out to be a disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect?

The Azure Cloud Sword Sect, a huge creature in the Northern Horizons, one of the most powerful sects in the entire Northern Horizons, in terms of prestige, it is also known as the No. 1 Sword Sect in the Northern Horizons above the Demon Sword Sect.

It's just the Azure Cloud Sword Sect, who has always been ignorant of world affairs, and only knows that he retreats and cultivates hard. Its disciples rarely walk in the northern sky, so there may not be many people who recognize the disciple of the Azure Cloud Sword Sect, but its prestige is thunderous and deaf.

And this son turned out to be a disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect, so it's no wonder that Yan Nineteen had such an attitude. In an instant, Yang Ling, Shui Yueqing, Chen Sisi, Xu Yan, Du Qingcheng, Han Li and others all looked at Ye Wuming intently, their eyes shot sharply, revealing solemn jealousy.