Chapter 648: Empty hand

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After talking, asked the sword ancestor big sleeve wave.
"Swoosh!"
I saw a whole body of blue, simple and broad little sword flying out of his sleeve.
As soon as this little sword reached the air, it suddenly turned into a monstrous sword. This dazzling blue sword awn, from the top of the ancestor of the sword, traversed the entire Henglan Mountain, nearly 100 feet long, just like the ancient god's sky sword.
"This sword is named Qingxuan. Follow me for the three thousand years of the ancient Zongmen, and countless enemies. You are the next one, but by no means the last one."
Asked the sword ancestor with a sword in his hand, his temperament suddenly changed, and the whole person had no waves, no trace of impatience. Looking down at Ye Chen, it looks like ants.
At this time, the ancestor of the sword was really the first person of the ancient invincible ancestors for three thousand years.
"war!"
Ye Chen had no fear in his eyes, his blood was boiling, and he stepped out and raised his fists.
The void is boiling, the vitality is turbulent, and the vitality of dozens of miles is gathered in front of Ye Chen. The whole of him was shrouded in a gleaming golden light, like a coming down the world.
Q. The old ancestor of the sword also waved with long sleeves, nearly a hundred feet of sword mansions, and immediately cut off from the sky, pointing directly at Ye Chen.
This war that shook the ancient Zongmen finally broke out completely.
"Wow!"
Baizhang Jianmang is as agile as a dragon, splitting the sky. Before the sword gas arrived, there was frost and cold between heaven and earth. At the top of Henglan Mountain, there was even a tinkling sound. It was a tiny sword awn, hitting the ground, and there was a metal symphony.
Many true monarchs are totally awe-inspiring.
With this sword alone, asked the ancestor of the sword to sit firmly in the first place of the ancient Zongmen. With his mighty sword spirit, is Xiao Yi absolutely incomparable? Even the Heavenless Buddha, etc., dared not talk about this sword.
But Ye Chen came step by step like an unmatched of war.
From the inside to the outside, he radiated a bright golden light. At the end, the golden light condensed on the right fist and waved with Ye Chen. With a loud bang, it hit the Baizhang Jianmang.
"Boom--!"
Hong Zhong's loud voice resounded between heaven and earth. The mighty energy swept the top of the mountain and burst into a cloud of white gas.
A shocking scene appeared, and the hundred-footed sword qi was bursting apart under Ye Chen's fist. Like the explosion of firecrackers, at the end, even the ancient Xuanxuan sword in it seemed to be unbearable and buzzed.
Asked the old ancestor of Jian Jian, Gu Jing had no waves, although he was weak, he did not panic.
He put his hand in his hand, and the cyan flying sword immediately drew a complete sword arc in the air, like the swallow's three copying the water, and lightly touched the tip of Ye Chen's fist three times, letting out the final punch of Ye Chen's final punch. go with.
"Come again!"
Ye Chen stepped on the void, Ling Tian sky.
The bright golden divine light enveloped him, full of immortality, supremacy, and strong charm. Ask the ancestor of the sword to produce thirteen swords in a row, and Dao sword slaps on Ye Chen's body, but he can't even split Jinmang.
On the contrary, Ye Chen hit the Qingxuan Ancient Sword with thirteen consecutive punches, one punch heavier than the other, as if Taishan hit it, Feijian buzzed and trembling, vaguely unable to support.
"Qing Xuan is the second sword of the ancient sword gate, and the quasi immortal treasure, can't even cut his body. Is this Ye Chen also cultivated into the Donkey Kong Realm?"
Fairy Guanyun was shocked.
Everyone's eyes could not help looking at the heavenless Buddha. The latter stared at Ye Chen with a dignified expression, and said nothing.
In the sky, the battle continues. Whether it is to ask the ancestor of the sword, or Ye Chen, they are all invincible powerhouses. There are countless hole cards and many secrets to control. I saw the ancestor of the sword with a long sleeve wave, Qingxuanjian turned into nine sword qi, fell from the sky, like a meteor hit.
Nine Xiao Lingyun Sword!
One sword turns into nine, nine sword spirits, corresponding to the stars in the sky, just like the nine tricks of man. It is one of the high and deep swordsmanship of the ancient sword gate.
Each of these nine sword spirits is not as inferior as the body. Asked the ancestor of the sword, with this sword, he lost ten real kings in a row, and subdued and taught, really shake the world.
But Ye Chen was standing in the air, even if she did not shy away, she carried it with her body.
"Ding Ding Dang Dang--!"
Jian Qi hit him, and there was a noise, just like hitting a steel plate. His whole body shone with divine glory, and the golden light was like a raging wave, standing like a king, eternally undefeated.
"Ask the sword ancestor, your strength is not very good."
Ye Chen looked up and said lightly.
Until now, he hasn't even used his three-point strength, relying solely on the flesh to meet the enemy. This question if the ancestor of the sword only has this ability, Ye Chen must be greatly disappointed.
Asked Jian Pao's face was calm and unmoved by him.
"Get up!"
I saw the tactics of the sword ancestor.
"Oh--!"
Qingxuan Jianmeng turned into a long and beautiful green gorge, gorgeous and beautiful, like a rainbow in the sky. Although Jianmang is far less powerful than before, at this time Jianmang condenses to the extreme, but it is even more dangerous. Like a laser cannon, it can cut gold and iron, and cut the mountain with a sword.
"go with!"
Along with Wen Jian, the ancestor waved his hand.
Qing Xia instantly broke the sound barrier, drawing a long arc in the air with nearly ten times the sound, chopping towards Ye Chen. This sword antelope hangs its horns, and it is wonderful. When all the true kings met, they felt chills in their hearts.
This sword is to ask the ancestor of the sword to really be able to bear!
"Come well!"
Ye Chen's eyes and red flames are almost like a torch. His body is full of fighting spirit, layers of golden light, and even turns into flames. Burning in flames, he reincarnated as a god-man.
Faced with the ancestor who asked Jian Jian to cut through everything, Ye Chen's hands were combined, and in the incredible place, Qing Xia was suddenly caught in his palm.
"open!"
Ask the sword ancestor to make a blast.
In an instant, Qingxia was full of prosperity, and there was a stab of qi in the sky, and it suddenly soared to two feet, like a green jiao with open teeth and claws, trying to break free of the shackles. Countless tiny swordmans, along Ye Chen's palms, spread quickly, covering Ye Chen's whole body, and hit the golden flame with a crackling sound.
Ye Chen only felt in his palm that it was like a volcano was about to explode, with a force of 10,000 tons spraying out.
But Ye Chen didn't retreat, instead he laughed loudly, stomped his feet fiercely, his tongue blossomed:
"town!"
A horrifying scene appeared.
I saw a golden flame, which turned into a bird fluttering, surging from Ye Chen's body and pouring into his hands. In his palms, the flames of the gods flourished, like a blazing small sun, emitting infinite light. The golden light on the whole flesh was concentrated on the hand.
Layers of gold flames pressed down, and even suppressed Qingxia.
At the end, Qingxia buzzed and suddenly showed a flying sword that was as long as a ruler. The flying sword is green and seems to be made of ancient bronze fairy gold. It has many lines drawn. It has a simple atmosphere. There are two ancient seals at the hilt. It is:
"Qing Xuan!"
"hiss--!"
Countless battles against the true monarch, took a breath.
Ye Chen was born, and suppressed the flying sword of the ancestor of the sword!
The technique of getting into the white blade with bare hands is mostly born in the low-level martial arts masters. When it comes to the level of heaven and man, it is the Donkey Kong body without the Buddha, and it may not be able to block the sword of the ancestor of the sword. Who dares to use his own physical body to hard connect the flying sword spirit weapon?
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