Chapter 155: Sword is full

Northern Mountain Range, a famous shrine in North Snow County.
Tian Huozong, one of the three main gates of Beixue County, is located in the deepest part of the Beiling Mountains.
"The owner is not good, and something is going on."
Suddenly, a shrill exclamation broke the silence of the morning, and a Yinyangtang disciple who was responsible for watching the defensive cards flew to the outside of the courtyard where the Yinyangtang owner lived.
"What is going on in the panic?"
Wearing a dark gold robes, the eyes are white, and the body of the yin and yang is the main sacred valley, wearing a tulle skirt, the skin is white and delicate, and the charming face on the charming face reveals the faintness of the house. I walked out and shouted loudly.
"The lord, the name of the elders of the Nether is broken." Yin Yangtang disciples screamed.
"What, Nether is dead!" Knowing this news, Yu Tiangu's face changed greatly: "Is the real spirit mysterious."
Thinking of this, the secluded valley immediately gave away the beautiful beauty in the arms, and hurriedly left the Yinyang Hall and went to the palace where the Emperor of Heaven was located.
Soon, the news of the broken Nyin son's monument was spread in the sky fire sect, shocking the entire fire.
"The martial arts master, called the Fu Youyue, I have something to ask her."
Wearing a dark gold robes, the contours of the face are like the sharp edges of the knife. The soft silver-white long hair is scattered on the shoulders, and the dark pupils exude the cold and radiant fire of the blaze.
"is the sovereign!"
Sword element nodded and immediately went to Fu Youyue.
"Sovereign, do you think that the death of the secluded elders is related to the Ye Chenfeng?" Dressed in a snow-white jurassed dress, the temperament is elegant, the black long hair is on the top of the head, and a phoenix jade is inserted. The main flower of the Baihuatang, Qinghong, said,
"According to the martyrdom, the leaf morning wind is not simple, maybe he got the chance we couldn't imagine in the real world, killing the secluded elders." Huo whispered.
"Although this is possible, I think that the secluded elders should be killed by Fengyun Valley or Thunderbird Mountain."
After all, the leaf morning wind only has the realm of the beast, even if he is enchanting again, and gaining a big chance, it is impossible to kill the elders and the elders at the same time.
When you spend Qinghong, you have also received a lot of support.
On the occasion of the controversy, Fu Youyue, wearing a black long skirt and tall, temperament, followed Jianyuan to the Temple of Heavenly Fire.
"Sovereign, I will bring Fu Youyue." Jian Yuan said respectfully.
"The moon meets the lord." Fu Youyue respectfully bowed.
"Fu Youyue, I have something to ask you, you better answer me honestly, if you dare to bully me, don't blame me for being rude to you." The fire of the lord of the fire is shining with fierce colors in the eyes. Like the dark elf, Fu Youyue, cold warning.
"The moon does not dare to conceal the sovereign."
Feeling the suffocating momentum emitted by the fire, Fu Youyue trembled inside, vaguely guessing what the fire called her.
"Fu Youyue, I asked you, where did Ye Chenfeng go in the real spirits?" The question of the fire and majesty.
"Returning to the lord, Ye Chenfeng passed through a strange black hole in the space and disappeared into the stone temple. As for where he went, I am not sure."
When I heard the question of fire inflammation, Fu Youyue guessed that Ye Chenfeng might not have died, but she did not dare to have a slight expression on her face, the narrative of the 1510.
Fu Youyue said that the fire has been releasing the soul to observe her expression changes, but in her narrative process, the fire did not notice any doubts, judging that she should not lie.
"Why didn't you go in with him at the time?" asked the ugly face.
"Yueyue also wanted to follow up at that time, but there was some evil in the black hole in the space. He tried many times in the quiet month and failed to do so." Fu Youyue said with respect.
"Well, there is nothing wrong with you here, go back."
The fire was contemplative, and Fu Yuyue left.
"Sovereign, why don't you force her to search for her, so that what we know should be more realistic and more comprehensive."
After Fu Yuyue left, the gloomy sullen valley asked.
"According to my observation, she should have not deceived us, and she still has important uses. If the death of the two elders is related to the Ye Chenfeng, perhaps Fu Youyue can lead him out." Glittering with the light, whispered.
"The main body of the sword, the fire master, you immediately go to the Blackpool Marsh, investigate the cause of the death of the two elders, and immediately inform me if there is any news."
"is the sovereign!"
Sword Yuan, the fire cloud nodded, immediately left the main hall, took the flamingo wind bird, went to the Black Pond Marsh.
When Tian Huozong fully investigated the cause of death of the Nether, the morning appeared in the depths of the snow-capped Daxue Mountain, which was tens of thousands of miles away from the Black Pond Marsh, and took out the sword stone in the real world. Prepare to cultivate the sword to a perfect state and further enhance its strength.
"嗡..."
Ye Chenfeng released the soul into the sword stone, and when the last black lacquered sword mark, a shrill sword rang.
The terrible sword is like a tidal wave that rushes out in the sword monument. Behind Ye Chenfeng, thousands of feet of ice waterfall shattered the cracks in the road, and the soul of the morning wind penetrated into it. .
"It’s terrible, this perfect sword is so much stronger than the nine-sword sword."
The soul is torn, and Ye Chenfeng feels a splitting headache, and his head seems to want to burst.
But in order to comprehend the full sword, Ye Chenfeng resisted the pain of the soul, and constantly infiltrated the soul of the black sword mark, and controlled the brain to push the sword.
Time also passed quickly in the process of pushing the sword over and over again.
I don’t know how long it has been. Suddenly, the sword stone in the hands of Ye Chenfeng is broken.
A sword is rushing out of the leaf morning wind covered with thick snow, and it rushes into the sky, and the thick clouds in the sky are pierced and the wind is moving.
Shake off the snow on the body, and Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes. The whole person is like a peerless sword that has been dusted for thousands of years.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng danced swords under the ice waterfall. The sword is like water, and the figure is like a dragon. The terrible sword is like a squally shower, sweeping around.
Ye Chenfeng had an epiphany for nearly a month under the icefall. With the help of the brain, he finally touched the true meaning of the sword.
"Yes, that's the feeling..."
Ye Chenfeng danced for a long time, and he integrated the epiphany of the full sword into the sword, deepening his understanding of the full sword.
Dancing and dancing, Ye Chenfeng’s body sounded in the body, and the endless swords were vented in his body, bringing together a shocking sword.
The horrible edge is unparalleled, shocking the world, and a sword smashes thousands of feet of ice waterfall into two halves. The terrible sword is filled in the void for a long time.
"Swords are finally complete."
Feeling the power of the sword, Ye Chenfeng’s arrogant face showed a faint smile. After this period of hard work, he finally cultivated the sword to the great realm.