Chapter 114: Swords are two days

Hottan, crane shadow, breeze, autumn water.
In the southwestern part of Zijin, there is a quiet deep lake in the mountains. The lake is called Yuyun Lake. Because there are many powerful beasts in the lake, there are few people around the lake. People smoke.
At this time, on a silver-white lake, a young man wearing a white robe and a dark sultry full of perseverance is practicing swords in the water.
This sword-stricken juvenile is not someone else. It is the Zijin Imperial City that quietly left the chaos and decided to bury the Ye Chenfeng.
"Hey!"
A silver sword mangled in the sun with cold cold light, a sharp sword broke through the water, leaving a dozens of meters long sword marks on the water.
"I finally realized that, according to this development, I think I will soon be able to comprehend the swordsmanship."
Ye Chenfeng is on the shore of Yuyun Lake. While studying the snow drifting zero to give him the sword hand roll, while practicing the sword in the lake, as he becomes more and more aware of the sword hand roll, he masters the power of the sword. It is getting bigger and bigger.
"嗡..."
After two more days, Ye Chenfeng’s sudden sudden sound of the sword in his body, a powerful sword spurted out his body and went straight into the sky. The powerful sword shook the clouds in the sky. The sword is in the lake.
There is a hundred-meter-long sword mark on the huge lake of Yuyun Lake. The terrible sword has not been scattered for a long time, and it scares the soul beasts in the Yunyun Lake to escape.
"I finally cultivated the sword to the double heaven."
Feeling the power of the sword in the body skyrocketing, Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile, although he did not know whether he had the ability to fight with the first-class beast, but he knew that his attack power was enough to kill the sixth level. The beast will be there.
Cultivating the sword to the double heaven, Ye Chenfeng did not continue to penetrate the sword, but took out the Qiankun bag of the secluded road, and controlled the brain to break the ban in the Qiankun bag, releasing the soul penetration. Go in.
"The lower product soul crystal is 13,000, the middle quality soul crystal is 280, the heaven and earth spirit grass is 67, the middle product spirit is two, the lower product spirit is three..."
"Hey, this is... Spiritual Soul!"
Ye Chenfeng looked at the relics of You Mingdao and found a brocade box with seals. When he broke the lines outside the box, he found a milky white inside, which was full of aroma. Dan medicine.
Ye Chenfeng controlled the soul-sucking brain to scan the white soul Dan, and the level of this medicinal drug appeared immediately in his mind, which made him happy.
"It is not a sorrow of the yin and yang yintang, and there is a spirit of the soul in the pocket of the sorrow."
"I don't know if this spirit level soul can help me break through to the level 4 beasts."
Ye Chenfeng adjusted interest rate on the shore of Yuyun Lake for a while, and adjusted his own state to the best. He swallowed this spiritual soul Dan into the belly, running the soul-eating, quickly refining and absorbing, enhancing the realm of the realm. .
When Ye Chenfeng worked the shore of Yuyun Lake and tried to improve his own strength, he learned that the news of the death of Ming Mingdao, Tianhuo Zong fell into a huge shock.
Three yinyangtang elders drove the flamingo wind birds to the Zijin Imperial City to investigate the cause of death of the secluded road. The chaotic Zijin Imperial City became a singer because of the arrival of the three yinyangtang elders.
Because the snow drifted away, there were many traces of attacks, and the three elders of Yinyangtang fell into a deep earthquake.
After their careful investigation, they concluded that the killing of the secluded road, the slaughtering family, the Shentu family, the Shangguan family, is a big man who can not be offended by Tianhuo Zong, and his strength is at least four levels. .
You Mingdao, Jiang Zhongxiong and others have offended such a big man, and the disaster of extinction has become an inextricable mystery. Ye Chenfeng has not been suspected from beginning to end because of his low strength.
Feeling the seriousness of the situation, the three elders of Yinyangtang did not dare to stay in Zijin for a long time, nor did they dare to investigate this matter in depth, and left with the news that was enough to shock Tianzong.
Without the Tianhuo Zong intervening, Zijinguo gradually recovered its proper order. Under the support of Ye Jia, Ji Jia, Wen Jia and Bai Jia, the second emperor of the rest of the robbery gradually took control of the overall situation, driving in the old emperor. After the collapse, I wished to ascend the throne.
Time passes by, and it is getting closer and closer to the day of the assessment of Tianhuo Wufu. In order to achieve good results on the day of assessment, Tianhua Wufu disciples are desperately practicing.
In the depths of the Ziyun Mountains, under a waterfall that thunders.
A tall, straight-eyed teenager, like a steel gun, stands under a waterfall and uses his flesh and blood to withstand the impact of waterfall water, tempering the physical strength.
"Drink!"
A burst of vocal rumbling came out of his mouth, and his muscles that had collapsed suddenly burst into amazing power, like an awake ancient monster, with a broken foot and a hard meteorite, like a meteorite. Facing the turbulent waterfall, it rushed straight up.
"Infinite Promise!"
Adolescents rely on amazing power to rush to the middle of the waterfall, their hands twisting fast, and a large handprint full of destructive power is heavily bombarded on a silver-like waterfall.
One palm will cut off the waterfall from the middle, and the huge water flow will be scattered in all directions.
"Call, I will finally practice the Promise to the eighth realm."
On the meteorite covered with cracks, the boy showed a satisfied smile and muttered to himself: "I don't know if I can beat Fu Youyue with my current strength, and attack Tianhu Wufu to assess the first place." /
This young boy who is refining under the waterfall is the second-ranked Lin Biaoxin of Tianhuo Wubang, and his incompetent Sanshou is one of the three souls of Tianhuo Wufu. In just one year, he will be able to practice infinitely, and he will be able to cultivate into the eight realms, which shows that his talent is extraordinary.
Heishan Zong, a product of Zongsong in Beixue County, there are three major five-level beasts in Zongzhong.
According to the strength of the three masters, Montenegro’s bully and bully have become a big cancer in the Montenegro region.
In order to eradicate the cancer of Montenegro, many large families have offered generous rewards, but after one year has passed, the Montenegrin sect has not been removed, but the forces have grown stronger.
"Hey!" A silver-and-white knife stunned.
A woman wearing a black tights, tall, black long hair casually scattered on her shoulders, a woman with no expression on her delicate face appeared alone in Montenegro, and took a knife from the air, which would be more than ten meters. The black mountain ancestor of the Ruojinjin soup opened, and the entire Montenegro was alarmed.
If Ye Chenfeng is here, he will recognize at a glance that this black woman is the black woman who was shocked at the grotto.
And her identity is the first person recognized by the Tianhuo Wufu, who will practice the spirit of the soul of the soul to the Jiuzhong realm.
"There is no fear of death."
When I heard the movement, hundreds of Montenegro masters poured out the Montenegro, and surrounded the chilly Fu Youyue.
"Little beauty, I see you are really tired, I dare to single-handedly come to my Montenegro, but if you can comfort our three brothers, maybe we are in a good mood, can..." >
The ancestors of Montenegro saw the delicate face of Fu Youyue, the hot and delicate body, and the legs, but he just said half of it, a sharp knife mans came to him at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. .
"Good knife!"
In front of the black sect of the Black Mountain, the silver light flashed, and the last thoughts flashed through his mind. The body broke into two halves, and he fell in a pool of blood to kill Huangquan.
One knife kills the strongest lord of Montenegro, and Fu Youyue continues to slash, and it seems that he wants to quickly smash the knives of the void to the crowd.
After each knife falls, more than ten people will die, and the ground will be criss-crossed by the horrible knife.
Under the timing of a fragrant incense, the black mountain sect of the tyrants of the tyrants in the Heishan area was destroyed. The 841 people in the sect of the sect were spared, and the entire Montenegro became a human purgatory.
"Unspeakable!"
The heads of the three masters were cut off, and there was no trace of blood on his body. Fu Youyue, who was as calm as water, turned and left.