Emperor Danwu

Chapter 2264 Alien Aura
Ye Xingchen asked: "You Four Winds Alliance, are you the least worrying?"

As far as he knows, the Four Winds League has existed since ancient times, and it has been very prosperous for millions of years. It can be said that there is no organization comparable to the Four Winds League in the information network.

Furthermore, there are many forces involved in the Alliance of Four Winds, and no force will deal with the Alliance of Four Winds. After all, the Alliance of Four Winds has great interests in all major forces, including dark forces.

Geng Yao cast a strange wink at Ye Xingchen, and then said: "Of course I'm not worried about what will happen to the Four Winds League, I'm worried about you."

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen coughed and said, "Don't speak so affectionately."

"Haha... Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person. The era I'm looking forward to is the era of martial arts that Emperor Ye Tian wants to create. Rather, I'm not reconciled."

As he spoke, Geng Yao clenched his fists tightly, then exhaled slowly, and said again: "I also have a heart of sincerity in martial arts, and I want to be inspired by martial arts, but martial arts are mediocre."

From Geng Yao's words, Ye Xingchen could tell that he was quite ambitious in martial arts, but he had ambitions in martial arts, and even human nature, if he didn't have the ambition to pursue martial arts, it would be abnormal.

"Martial arts bloodline?" Ye Xingchen asked back.

Geng Yao sighed and said: "It's not all because of this. After crossing a martial arts threshold, you can realize that there is a higher threshold, but the conditions for entry are determined by yourself, isn't it? Take ten thousand steps back Generally speaking, bloodline is not an important factor, but it is an indispensable condition. Life is inherently unfair, but in this world of martial arts where the weak prey on the strong, this gap is vividly displayed, and my heart of martial arts is buried in the In this insurmountable chasm."

"Do you know the origin of martial arts?" Ye Xingchen asked.

The reason why he asks this question is because he can be sure that Geng Yao has some understanding of the origin of martial arts. He should know the martial arts system before the ancient times.

Geng Yao was silent for a while, and then said: "Yes, seven months ago, I learned from a volume of Tantra that the origin of martial arts is the soul."

He went on to say: "Shouldn't the martial arts system be based on the soul instead of the blood?"

His analysis is not wrong, but times are changing. After seven martial arts eras, hundreds of millions of years, this is a development trend.

However, a road always has an end, and the current road of martial arts, when it reaches the end of the Zhenwu era, there will naturally be another choice, otherwise there will be no way out.

"Brother Ye, what do you think of Wang Junzhi?" Geng Yao asked.

"Martial arts? Even if the era of martial arts is changing, I think her heart of martial arts will remain unwavering. It's like a book sent by destiny. It can't predict a person's growth process at all, but only predicts a final result, isn't it? "Ye Xingchen asked back.

Geng Yao nodded and said, "That's right, martial arts will is the turning point of martial arts."

When Ye Xingchen was talking with Geng Yao, there was an intense commotion in Qiankun Square.

The martial arts competition between Xuan Yitong and Fang Tian has already begun.

All the warriors in Shenwutai focused their eyes on the cloud mirror.

Through the cloud mirror, what everyone saw was the mist like mountains and mountains, and the sound of landslides and ground cracks.

call out!
In Qiankun Square, a beautiful purple light flashed.

Looking in the direction of the purple light, it was as if a strange purple glow was greeted in the sky.

brush!
I saw this purple ray of light exploded and spread towards the sky in all directions.

brush!
Another chaotic atmosphere filled the entire Qiankun Square.

Qiankun Square, which was originally in the daytime, suddenly darkened.

Moreover, the purple light was lingering, revealing an aura of horror.

"Dense aura!"

When Xuan Yitong fought the final decisive battle with the Yi clan of the East China Sea, he used the power of another world.

As for Xuan Yitong, from the very beginning, she used this powerful hole card. She knew that her opponent was definitely not an ordinary martial arts genius, but a martial arts monster who had reached the top level, so naturally she would not retain her strength.

If you are not careful, or underestimate your opponent, you will lose completely.

Lie!

In the void of Qiankun Square, there was a ghostly howl, which was very creepy.

And the chaotic atmosphere covering Qiankun Square became extremely strong under Xuan Yitong's control.

From the chaotic atmosphere, everyone can see a pair of hideous faces, like ghosts and demons, making people afraid to look directly at them.

Li Shenghuan once said that in the world of swords, there is a dense aura.

And Fang Tian, ​​as the descendant of the Twelve Sword Realms, must have a way to deal with the power of this dense aura.

In a place of Shenwutai.

Li Shenghuan pressed his forehead anxiously. He knew that something bad would happen next.

Li Shenghuan is also a warrior with the blood of the Sword Soul Clan, and he is also a descendant of the Sword World, so how could he not know that Fang Tian can easily break through the power of this dense aura.

It's just that Xuan Yitong didn't know.

brush!
Suddenly, in the void at the upper left of Qiankun Square, a black-robed man swung his left hand backwards and took out an eight-foot-long giant sword directly from the air.

Fang Tian was the number one space god two years ago. He can take out his own weapon from a distance, which is the ability of a divine space master.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Tian, ​​but they didn't know how he would break through the power of this dense aura next.

call out!
When Fang Tian raised the long sword in his hand, majestic qi ripples spread to all directions, and then, red air waves swirled in the giant sword in his hand.

And this red air wave, after nine rounds of tumbling, was like a magic pen, outlining a lifelike dragon pattern.

"That's the power of the dragon source!"

"what happened?"

"He also got the power of the true dragon inheritance? And is it the fire dragon inheritance?"

The warriors in Shenwutai stared at Fang Tian in Qiankun Square with a look of horror and paleness.

How could they have expected that Fang Tian was Bei Chi from two years ago.

But with the power of this fire dragon inheritance, of course no one can notice that he is the martial arts genius Bei Chi of Eastern China 2000 years ago.

But before the end of this match, his identity must not be hidden, after all, Xuan Yitong is not an ordinary martial arts genius.

And if Fang Tian wants to defeat Xuan Yitong, he must fight continuously for more than three rounds before he can tell the winner, that is to say, after the cards are revealed one after another.

"The power of the fire dragon!"

rumble!

In an instant, the sword qi emitted the roar of a dragon, and then, a fiery red sword qi gathered the outline of the fire dragon.

boom!
(End of this chapter)