Xianxia: Start with Ten Years of Experience

Chapter 41

　　"Brother, you..."

　　Ye Ziling looked at Ye Chen who came over, bit her lip lightly, her eyes dazed for a while.

　　This scene reminded her for a while that before she joined the Purple Cloud Sect, she encountered a vicious wild dog outside, and Ye Chen held a wooden stick in front of her.

　　But the scene was only fleeting.

　　When she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but move forward and said, "Brother, get behind, you can't help."

　　however.

　　She just stepped forward and wanted to pull Ye Chen back, when Ye Chen stretched out his hand, touched her head, and gave her a faint smile, saying, "Just stay behind."

　　"Humph!"

　　Saint Son Nether looked at Ye Chen and Ye Ziling, and couldn't help but snorted coldly, a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and said, "You pursue the immortal way, but you still care so much about a mortal blood relative? Breaking the barrier between heaven and man is such a big step."

　　"Forget it, let me help you cut off this mortal bond!"

　　With the voice falling.

　　The Nether Saint took a step forward, raised his palm, and slashed in the direction of Ye Chen. A beam of ghostly light surged up in an instant, turning into a half-moon-shaped Nether blade of light that was three feet long. The dust instantly fell on the spot.

　　"do not want!"

　　Seeing this, Ye Ziling exclaimed, and hurriedly stimulated her strength, raised her sword and wanted to step forward to block the blow for Ye Chen.

　　But at this moment, Ye Chen stretched out his hand and lightly tapped her shoulder. This tap seemed to have some kind of force coming over, causing her to stop in place all of a sudden.

　　Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen looked at the three-zhang nether blade that struck, raised his hand lightly, and put his hand in front of him, and flicked his fingers into the air.

　　between fingers.

　　Ten thousand feet of sword light broke through the sky!

　　Thirty years of commonplace ups and downs, looking back, it is already a fairy!

　　Whoa! ! !

　　This [-]-zhang sword light is as vast as a Tianhe rewinding, penetrating beyond Jiuxiaotian, Ling Ran's sword intent seems to make the whole world pale, and the clear sky of thousands of miles is bleak.

　　The three-zhang nether blade that struck was like the sand on the roadside, crushed by the sword light into pieces of dust.

　　The ten thousand feet of sword light plummeted from the sky, slashing towards the Nether Saint Son!

　　"..."

　　Ye Ziling was dumbfounded.

　　Master Ziyun, Yu Cheng, Zhang Mingxuan, and many other elders of the Ziyun Sect were all frozen in place, and they were all sluggish when they looked at the sword light rising from the sky.

　　Xu Qinghua, Zhang Hai and many other inner disciples, including the sect deacon, were all blank, and for a while they felt like they were in a dream and lost their ability to think.

　　Ye Chen?

　　No, who is he!

　　"Sword Cultivator!"

　　Nether Saint Child's pupils shrank, looking at the sky-high sword light that had been cut down, he couldn't help but let out a strange cry, feeling a danger of death permeating his heart.

　　Failed!

　　What kind of mortal is Ye Ziling's brother? He is clearly a sword cultivator, and he is not an ordinary sword cultivator. I am afraid that this kind of Tianwei is at least in the canopy realm!

　　The real Sword Cultivator in Huagai Realm, even in the Nether Realm, is treated with courtesy from one party. He is a real big man standing in the upper layer of the Realm, even his Netherworld Son must respect him!

　　Because the sword cultivator is the most terrifying, the terrifying level of the sword cultivator in the Huagai realm is even comparable to a real Dan Jie in the first three tribulations!

　　"Daoist friend show mercy!"

　　The black-robed real man also shrank his pupils and couldn't help but exclaimed.

　　The Holy Son Nether looked up at the sword, and felt the murderous intent of Ling Ran on the sword. His eyes were full of horror, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and quickly threw out a magic talisman.

　　It was refined by the ancestors of the True Monarch of the Nether Holy Land.

　　It can block Huagai's real strike!

　　hum! ! !

　　The ghostly talisman was inspired and turned into a water curtain-like light, vaguely interwoven with a breath that was far above the real person and belonged to the Yuan Ying Zhenjun.

　　The ten thousand zhang sword light slashed down and slammed into the curtain fiercely, and the entire curtain smashed into a dim light for a moment, and the void between heaven and earth seemed to tremble!

　　Click!Click!

　　That piece of dim light seemed to be barely able to resist the sword of the sword, but it was just like a piece of dough. After squeezing it a little, it showed signs of being unbearable. and spread in all directions.

　　The ten thousand zhang sword light shook the void, bursting into pieces of glazed glow, like a fairy slashing the world with a sword, pressing down inch by inch, shattering the shattered Nether Spirit Talisman.

　　"Certainly!"

　　The face of the real man in black robe changed greatly, and he sacrificed his magic weapon without hesitation. One side was about three feet wide. Resist Ye Chen's sword.

　　But Ye Chen's demeanor remained unchanged here, he just stepped forward, like a vast sky, the sword light descended powerfully, and slashed into the black big seal.

　　The face of the real man in black robe turned white.

　　Jianguang showed no mercy, and continued to slash down, like cutting a rotten tree, forcibly splitting the black seal in half, slashing towards the Nether Saint Son!

　　puff!

　　The magic weapon of life was destroyed, the real black robe spurted blood from his mouth, his breath was instantly wilted, and he stepped back a few steps back, with a look of horror on his face.

　　Seeing this scene, the pupils of Saint Netherworld shrank violently, and exclaimed in horror: "I am Saint Netherworld, my ancestor is True Monarch Netherworld, you can't kill me!"

　　"so what?"

　　"Bull the purple spirit, die!"

　　Ye Chen's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't stop for a moment.

　　Heavenly sword light flashed past, falling from the top of the Nether Saint Son's head, splitting his fast solidified virtual core into two halves from the center, and his body was also slashed into two!

　　Nether Saint Son's expression solidified, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

　　Ye Chen really dared to kill him!

　　Sure enough, these sword cultivators shouldn't be provoked, all of them are lunatics... The last trace of regret flashed in his mind, and then his consciousness completely fell into darkness, and his soul and body collapsed.

　　The ten thousand zhang sword light did not stop, and it slashed down the ground, causing an extremely neat black silk thread to appear on the ground, stretching to the end of the line of sight, and then abruptly split.

　　Look forward along where Ye Chen is standing.

　　It can be seen that the entire earth, under his sword, has been chopped into a dark abyss that stretches to the end of ten thousand feet, I don't know how deep!

　　In the entire Purple Cloud Sect,

　　There was silence. .

Chapter 42

　　A dull moment.

　　Yu Cheng, Zhang Mingxuan and other elders, together with Master Ziyun, including the entire Ziyun Sect, almost all looked at this scene with a frozen expression.

　　The sword light of ten thousand feet was nothing more than that. When the great demon in the shape of the mountain attacked the mountain, most of the disciples had seen the same sword.

　　compared to that.

　　The Nether Saint Son is dead, and his body and soul are annihilated by a sword!

　　That is the Holy Son from the Nether Realm, from the Nether Holy Land!

　　Such a character was beheaded here, and it is conceivable what kind of shocking waves will be set off in the entire ancient Huayu!

　　And even more incredible.

　　The person who killed the Nether Saint Son was Ye Chen!

　　It's Ye Ziling's brother, the mortal who should be innately dull and lacking in any kind of cultivation... He turned out to be a sword cultivator!

　　"Mo, could it be..."

　　Ziyun's voice trembled for a while.

　　He thought about it, thinking about the time when Ye Ziling was chased and killed by the illusory core, a sword light spanned a hundred miles, and a sword slashed the illusory core, and also thought of the time when he used a sword to kill the big demon.

　　What I thought at the time was that Guhuayu couldn't have such a sword cultivator, it must be a visitor from outside the domain, but you can see how similar the sword to the sky just now was with the sword that killed the transformation!

　　How could it be Ye Chen!

　　How could it be him!

　　Elders such as Yu Cheng and Zhang Mingxuan also thought of this at this time, their eyes trembled, and they looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.

　　In these short [-] years, when did Ye Chen cultivate swordsmanship, when did he break through foundation building and achieve Jindan, and how did he possess such terrifying swordsmanship!

　　unimaginable.

　　This is completely beyond the concept of genius, either the reincarnation of the great power, or the peerless evildoer!

　　"Brother, you..."

　　Ye Ziling stood beside Ye Chen dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of her, she felt like she was in a dream, and she didn't realize it until she barely recovered.

　　Why did that senior take action for her many times, why did that senior keep sheltering her in secret, why did that senior give her the three-color Yunling Fruit.

　　because.

　　That senior is Ye Chen, her brother Ye Chen!

　　Especially when she recalled what Ye Chen had said while chatting and laughing, she thought it was Ye Chen joking at the time, but now it seems that it was all true!

　　"Are you really... Ye Chen?"

　　Ye Ziling bit her lip lightly and stared at Ye Chen.