Chapter 1270: The power of a thousand souls

The drizzle filled the river, covering Ye Chen's body.
The Taoist Thousand Souls stretched out his hand, and the drizzle burst out with dazzling light, which turned into thin rain swords, leaning towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's heart tightened, a sense of crisis rose in his heart, and then the blood of his whole body rose to the sky, and the sharp aura of Ye Chen could be felt far away.
With a bang, Ye Chen blasted out with a punch, and the whole world was shaken, and the white fists rose to the sky, and they smashed the rain sword all over the sky.
"The strength of the infuriating energy is so strong, you deserve to be a long-established master."
Ye Chen looked at the traces of blood on his palm, and a solemn color flashed in his eyes.
With the power of his punch, facing the attack of the Taoist Thousand Souls, he couldn't even occupy the advantage, but he fell into a little disadvantage.
After all, the Taoist Thousand Souls is a strong man who has been a master for decades, and the intensity of true energy and the techniques used are far beyond what a newcomer like him can compare.
Ye Chen was able to compete with the Taoist Thousand Souls only by relying on the mystery of immortality profound arts and the semi-divine body.
"Sure enough, I have some strength, it's not in vain that I will come here in person."
The Taoist Thousand Souls laughed, a glowing color flashed in his eyes.
He thought that Ye Chen's age, even if he was a new master, would he be so strong.
If an ordinary grandmaster faced him, he might have killed the opponent with a few tricks.
But he didn't expect that he shot three times and was actually blocked by Ye Chen, and there was no obvious injury. Instead, he suffered a dark loss.
"What else can you do, just use it."
Ye Chen smiled faintly, and a light flashed in his eyes.
"What a crazy young man."
The eyes of the Taoist Thousand Souls condensed, the black infurience all over his body rolled, and with the wave of his big sleeves, the monstrous river water rose up into the sky, turning it into a sharp sword.
This sharp sword is purely condensed from river water, and the whole body is crystal clear. The fingertips of the water sword exude sharp cold light under the sun.
Ye Chen's face changed, and a solemn color flashed in his eyes.
These water swords were all condensed by the true energy of the Taoist Thousand Souls, and they were extremely condensed. There were probably hundreds of water swords in front of Ye Chen.
Taoist Thousand Souls has shown his true ability this time.
At this time, the many masters onlookers felt the sharp sword aura, and their faces suddenly changed.
"This Thousand Soul Taoist's use of true qi has reached such a point."
The master of the eight-pole gate changed his expression and said in a deep voice.
"Many five hundred water-colored long swords require a lot of true energy, and there are also a lot of requirements for gods. Taoist Changxu, I don't know how many water swords you can control.
One of the masters looked at a middle-aged Taoist in Taoist robe.
Changxu Taoists are extremely well-known powerhouses in the entire ancient martial arts world. He is born in Wudang, a decent sect, and the smallest junior in Wudang head. Whether in strength or status, he is second to none.
In this group of masters who came to watch the battle, Changxu Taoists were all ranked strong.
"The Taoist Thousand Souls has been famous for a long time. Even I can hardly match this technique of turning water into a sword. Even if I try my best, I am afraid I can't control five hundred water swords, and only my senior can do it. Only then can it be compared with Taoist Thousand Souls."
Taoist Changxu took a deep breath and said with emotion.
Everyone's expressions condensed, the brother of Changxu Taoist, that is the head of Wudang, the master of the ancient martial arts ranks, how can they compare.
"Ye Chen, this young man is the son of Emperor Yun. Since he dared to come to the battle, I'm afraid he still has some backs."
A strange color flashed in one of the master's eyes, and he suddenly spoke.
"Even if I wait to face such power, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist, let alone such a young master."
Many grandmasters shook their heads, and a suspicion flashed in their eyes.
Those who can come here to watch the game are all relatively strong old masters, and they are somewhat confident in their own strength.
Even for them, facing the trick of the Taoist Thousand Souls, I am afraid they can only barely resist.
Ye Chen is so young, even if he is a master, how can he be stronger than them?
At this time, on the Huangpu River, five hundred sharp water swords were suspended in front of Ye Chen out of thin air.
"Ye Chen, let me take this technique of impregnating water into a sword."
Taoist Thousand Souls laughed, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a full five hundred swords of water poured towards Ye Chen.
The sky full of water swords screamed, and then the water swords turned into long dragons, exuding fierce sword aura, and then blasted towards Ye Chen.
"Good job."
Under the pressure of the sharp sword qi, the true qi in Ye Chen ran wildly, and the monstrous blood qi roared in Ye Chen's body like thunder.
"Quiet."
Ye Chen drank lowly in his heart, then punched out.
A wind of dying suddenly blew across the Huangpu River, and the temperature of the air around him dropped by dozens of degrees, and then the black dying air directly ice-sealed the water sword dragon in front of him.
A long black crystal dragon with a length of several tens of meters, just suspended on the Huangpu River, and then suddenly dispersed.
The pupils of Taoist Thousand Souls shrank slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"What kind of boxing is this punch? The old man is really only seen in his life."
Taoist Thousand Souls said with a look of surprise.
"The name of this fist is nirvana, which means the death of everything."
Ye Chen didn't hide anything.
"It's a complete death. If you don't die today, with this punch, there must be a place for you among the Huaxia Grandmaster."
Taoist Thousand Souls said with emotion.
"If you want me to die, it depends on what you can do."
Ye Chen gave a long roar, shaking everywhere.
"Ye Chen, do you really think that was the real strength of the old man just now? You really underestimated me."
A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Taoist Thousand Souls, his hands were raised empty, and he shouted in a low voice: "Get up."
The Huangpu River suddenly vibrated, and then a series of water swords rose into the sky from the river, and the number was more than double the number before. Thousands of crystal swords just suspended in the air.
Ye Chen's face suddenly changed.
With the five hundred water swords just now, Ye Chen was already extremely reluctant.
With these thousands of swords, Ye Chen couldn't take it down by himself.
"Ye Chen, my water sword is twice as large as before. I see how you pick it up."
A touch of indifference flashed in the eyes of Taoist Thousand Souls, and he shouted in a deep voice.
As soon as the voice fell, Thousand Soul Daoist waved his sleeves, and suddenly countless sword auras shot towards Ye Chen.
Thousands of sword auras almost covered the entire sky.
"I didn't expect to use this mirror so soon."
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and sighed.
As Ye Chen's voice fell, Jing Hua Shuiyue suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's hand, exuding a sharp sword aura.