Vol 4 Chapter 26: Health, 13 swords

　　 Baizhang phantom, overlooking the world.
　　 is prosperous and vigorous, just as it was back then.
　　The old man with the sword returned to his youthful appearance. The handsome and handsome swordsman, with sharp eyes, stretched out his hand.
　　 sonorous!
　　 His magic sword, which had been in dust for forty years, flew in an instant, suddenly became bigger, and was held in his hand.
　　 "Life, thirteen swords."
　　The old man Tijian took a step forward, and the world was shaken, a kind of terrifying power burst out, making the hearts of the onlookers jump out.
　　 He killed it with a single sword.
　　生, thirteen swords, the first sword.
　　 The long sword cut through the void and turned into a blue light, haunting the martial arts spirit, accompanied by the sword intent, wherever it went, the space collapsed.
　　 Boom!
　　 A loud sound will echo in the world.
Ye Wangye stared coldly, suddenly his body and the invincible phantom behind him merged into one, like a cast in gold, the whole body was radiant, and the golden blood rushed into the sky. He stretched out his big hand, slapped the void, and covered the sky. And ground.
　　 This blow blocked the life, the first sword of the thirteen swords.
　　 The power of this eruption, like a volcanic eruption, rumbling, cutting off the way forward, a chaos.
　　The old man with the sword lifted up to the extreme, blending himself with the fire unicorn, terrifying, and now it is another sword.
　　 This sword, with its sword aura for thirty li, sealed the whole body of Ye Wangye, swiftly and incredibly, and cut it down all at once.
　　锵!
　　 Ye Wangye, he was like a Lingbo, surpassing the limit of speed, his golden body suddenly approached the old man with the sword, and slammed his fist down.
boom!
　　 There was a muffled sound, and the sword was broken by Ye Wangye again.
　　 These two encounters were extremely powerful, leaving many people out of reach. They were forced to step back a long way, staring wide-eyed, and fighting against the top masters in the world was extremely rare.
Ding!
With a crisp sound, the third sword of the Thirteen Swords was slashed out, and he encountered the body of Ye Wangye, but he did not dodge. The body like a and demon abruptly caught the sword, but Nothing was hurt, only a white mark was left on this body.
　　 "Your life, thirteen swords are nothing more than that, these three swords are too ordinary." Ye Wangye said coldly.
"These three swords are the sword techniques that I have understood in the first half of my life, and I also think it is ordinary. I transformed what I learned and understood in the first half of my life into these three swords, and then created the life, thirteen swords based on these three swords. "The voice of the old man with sword rumbling, resounding through the world.
　　 His body is illusory, but he slashed out with a sword, but separated Yin and Yang.
　　生, ten swords after thirteen swords are the key.
　　 The fourth sword, this sword peeled away the haze, dividing life and death.
　　 This sword, containing sentiment, the junction of life and death, made Ye Wangye's face serious.
　　 "One punch will kill you!" Ye Wangye sneered coldly, what he believed in was a fist, and he hit it with a punch at the moment.
　　 Yin and Yang are separated, the haze is avoided, the sword is in the air, and the fist is met.
boom!
　　 There was a loud noise, the yellow sand was filled, the ancient road was completely destroyed, and the earth collapsed. When Ye Wangye touched his fist, he immediately retracted it. There was a hole on it, the size of the child's mouth, and he was bleeding continuously.
　　 He was injured, which made Ye Wangye's face angry: "Since I was injured 17 years ago, no one has injured me in these years. You deserve to die."
　　 Boom boom boom!
　　 The prince Ye was violent, and he displayed the Splendid Shanhe Fist.
　　 He fisted out, and what fell was a mountain, a small world, and Ye Wangye fluttered wildly, like a demon god, who wanted to suppress the old man with the sword.
　　 A ruthless sneer appeared at the corner of Prince Ye's mouth, and his big golden hand slapped fiercely, like a monument, smashed down fiercely, the void split, and the black crack spread.
　　 The old man Tijian’s eyes were bright, like two stars, illuminating the entire Huangsha Road, and it also made many people unable to open their eyes.
　　锵!
　　生, 13 swords, fifth sword!
　　 This sword, from bottom to top, slashed fiercely, directly smashing the beautiful mountains and rivers under the fist, and then directly hit the big hand like a sky monument, making a loud noise, tearing the big hand apart.
　　 One sword is better than one sword.
　　The old man Tijian turned into flames, burning with invincible posture, and smashed out with one sword.
　　His sword cuts through life, birth, old age, sickness and death, glory and disgrace, and life's joys and sorrows, all in one sword.
The old man Tijian tasted the praise of the world, experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and wandered between life and death for ten years. He was loved by his parents in his childhood, his lover in his middle-aged, and his grandson in his old age. He turned all this into a sword. .
　　 This sword cut out, not very sharp, but it made Ye Wangye hurriedly retreat, not daring to indulge.
　　Sheng, thirteen swords, one sword is more powerful than one, this fifth sword is already a long sword that the old man said.
　　 Boom!
This sword, even if Ye Wangye dodges, was inevitably injured. His golden light was broken, and his body was cut out with a huge cut. On the abdomen, the blood fell and hit the ground. It was so hot that the earth burned. .
　　 A drop of blood burned a hundred meters of the earth. This is the horror of Ye Wangye.
　　 But at this moment, Ye Wangye's face is gloomy and terrible.
　　 The old man Tijian was so fierce that the onlookers exclaimed. Is this his perception? It is too terrifying.
　　 Two swords in a row hurt Ye Wangye. If this continues, will Ye Wangye lose?
"Okay, okay, you really have reached this level, let's fight." Ye Wangye grinned and shot again. The golden fist smashed out through the sky and hit the hundred-meter-sized old man with the sword, a terrifying will burst out. , Everyone can feel the biting killing intent.
　　生, thirteen swords, sixth sword.
The old man with the sword unswervingly used his kendo~EbookFREE.me~ As soon as his sword came out, the world changed color, the sun and the moon were shrouded in it, and the sacred grass appeared in front of us, the sunset rested, and the people worked hard at sunrise. Work diligently.
　　 This is an ordinary sword, and everyone must return to ordinary.
　　 Let you be a magnificent person, the emperor, after a hundred years, you should also be ordinary.
　　 Ordinary is everyone's home.
　　 The sword fell, but Ye Wangye yelled: "You make me ordinary, it's just a dream."
　　 Prince Ye Ye was full of energy, like a body poured out of gold, his spirit exploded, and he was dyed red for half of the sky, his mind was united, and he punched fiercely.
when! when! when!
　　 The crisp sound burst out one after another, Ye Wangye shook his life forcibly, thirteen swords, even if he was injured, he had to punch the opponent.
　　 The great horror between life and death, Ye Wangye took the upper point, directly smashed this ordinary sword, and the old man lifted the sword in a punch.
　　 But the old man with the sword was an illusory body, his body drifted away, and he condensed in the distance, his face was solemn, and the seventh sword killed him directly.
　　 He was just a hundred feet tall, but now he was only fifty or sixty feet. He was broken by Ye Wangye. It turns out that he is not stable enough to defeat Ye Wangye.
　　 The seventh sword slashed, bursting out the blood of unicorns, and the nine virtual unicorns roared in anger, shaking the mountains and rivers, sweeping the flames, and rushing over.
　　嘭!
　　嘭! Bang!
　　嘭! Bang! Bang!
　　 Ye Wangye contends with his body, and his golden palms have innate lines gleaming, fighting against nine unicorns, killing him.
Roar! !
　　When the battle reached the depths, Ye Wangye roared like a thunder, and the nine unicorns were scattered with a roar.
　　 "All your means are not withstandable in front of my absolute strength." Ye Wangye stared coldly at the old man Tijian.