Chapter 73 Death Sword Qi

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Today is the day when the sect competition begins.

This grand event was second only to the Sect Ranking Tournament in terms of sensation in the Land of Hundreds of Nations.

New disciples from the ten major sects will show off their skills in the arena.

Geniuses gathered together to compete against each other.

There will also be many dormant geniuses who will suddenly emerge!

No matter what, it is enough to attract attention.

"Ye Chen!"

In the main hall, Mu Wushuang walked in quickly.

Her steps were light and she had improved compared to more than a month ago. Because Ye Chen gave her many middle-grade spiritual stones, she practiced hard in seclusion during this period and finally broke through to the human realm.

Ye Chen was still practicing in the cauldron, and he fought tirelessly with the Sword Emperor's light and shadow for another month.

When the realm broke through to the Human Profound Realm, he was finally able to defeat the half-step Saint Realm Sword Emperor's light and shadow within a hundred moves.

This is also the source of his confidence.

In addition to these, Ye Chen also created a set of exercises.

After all, the sword body of thousands of stars has a terrifying understanding, making it possible for him to enter the state of enlightenment anytime and anywhere.

Take this set of exercises as an example. The initial rating is holy grade.

It does sound exaggerated.

Not to mention the Holy Grade, there are not even a few copies of the Xuan Grade Kung Fu in the entire Hundred Kingdoms.

But this technique can only be used by Ye Chen.

This is a new set of skills formed by integrating sword energy and fingering techniques.

In the blink of an eye, terrifying sword energy blooms to kill the enemy.

The name of this technique is - Death Sword Qi!

The Death-Giving Sword Qi not only requires a high level of understanding of swordsmanship, but also requires a strong body. It can be said that it is a technique created by Ye Chen alone based on all his own advantages.

Even if it spreads, it is impossible for others to succeed in cultivation.

Because, even if you look at the whole world, a sword cultivator like Ye Chen is unique.

The Death Sword Qi has a total of three levels.

On the first level, the sword energy condenses, killing people with a flick of the finger. On the second level, with a startling finger, the mountains collapse and the earth splits. On the third level, the divine sword has spirit, and the stars fall. Now, Ye Chen's attainments are only on the first level, but even so, It can cause unbelievable damage to the enemy by surprise, it is absolutely exaggerated and terrifying, and it is impossible to prevent it.

laugh!

Ye Chen flicked his fingers and used the Death-Giving Sword Qi.

The light and shadow of the Sword Emperor in front of him seemed to be hit by a giant beast, and his body flew hundreds of meters away.

"You know my intention now, right?"

The woman's cold voice sounded, "The Secret Pattern of Creation can indeed improve everything, but there are no martial arts or sword skills suitable for you in the world. You are embarking on a unique path, and you are destined to be alone without any companions. , Without a companion, you need to rely on your own understanding to create a technique that suits you and write a legend with your own hands!”

Ye Chen nodded, realizing that he had indeed underestimated his own understanding.

Imperial veins, Imperial body.

There is no second person in the world.

The Secret Pattern of Creation is indeed the best assistant, but sometimes, it is more fulfilling to create the technique with your own hands.

"Ye Chen, the sect competition is about to start, why are you still sleeping!"

Next to Ye Chen's ears, Mu Wushuang's somewhat surprised voice sounded.

Indeed, she couldn't figure it out.

Since returning last time, Ye Chen has locked himself in the main hall and has never been seen.

I thought he was practicing hard, but when I came in, he was actually sleeping!

When Ye Chen heard this, his consciousness immediately returned to his body.

He opened his eyes and saw that Mu Wushuang's pretty face was only twenty centimeters away from him, and her breath even hit his face, which was a little itchy, like a kitten's soft claws scratching it.

"Uh, you're awake."

Mu Wushuang straightened up quickly, her face flushed, "I just want to see if you are really sleeping or pretending to be asleep."

"The sect competition is about to begin?"

Ye Chen stood up, put on his white robe and tied the belt elegantly.

"Well, all the new disciples are gathering in the square. The sect master is coming soon. In three hours, the sect competition will officially begin. Are you...confident?"

Mu Wushuang looked at Ye Chen with her beautiful eyes.

Ye Chen picked up the broken sword and wrapped it inch by inch with white cloth.

This process is very slow and slow.

It's like a very sacred ritual is going on.

"This broken sword is the only thing my father left to me. I don't know what it represents, but I will never insult it. This sect competition is about this broken sword. Time to shine!”

Ye Chen put the broken sword wrapped in white cloth on his back again.

Then, a brilliant and sharp sword light burst out from his eyes.

Almost piercing the void.

At this moment, Ye Chen seemed to be flashing with infinite brilliance.

Mu Wushuang saw it in his eyes, and his heart beat slightly faster.

This boy really has many stories.

Can't help but make people want to know more about him.

Arriving at Zongmen Square, many new disciples have already gathered here.

When they saw Ye Chen, all kinds of respect flashed in their eyes.

Who knows Ye Chen’s name?

He is definitely the strongest among the new disciples of Qingxuan Sect.

In this sect competition, 99% of the pressure will fall on Ye Chen.

Apart from him, Qingxuan Sect actually does not have many talented disciples this time, and no one can carry the banner.

"Senior Brother Ye Chen!"

"Hello, senior brother!"

The respectful expressions on those new disciples came from the bottom of their hearts.

Ye Chen nodded, looked around, and finally saw many disciples of the Ye family not far away.

Ye Ning has a heroic appearance, and her realm has made some breakthroughs compared to the past. She has already reached the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

As for Ye Meng, he had reached the Half-Step Profound Realm.

Although he lost his legs, Ye Meng did not look depressed at all. Instead, his face was glowing red and he looked much more energetic than before, especially his eyes, which looked even more energetic.

"Brother! Sister Ning!"

Ye Chen walked forward and smiled, "How have you been practicing during these days?"

"Haha, brother Chen, thanks to you, this air-breaking fist method surprisingly suits me. Now I have mastered it, and my combat power has increased greatly compared to before. Besides, the sect leader also takes good care of me. I chose many exercises.”

Ye Meng laughed and raised his hand to punch.

A violent roaring sound exploded out of thin air, and air waves surged.

"So strong."

Many of the new disciples around him looked shocked.

I still remember that at the beginning, Ye Meng was not very strong. He was definitely the most inconspicuous among all the disciples. He was at most more diligent than ordinary people. Unexpectedly, his hard training during this period actually allowed him to improve. so much.

"Brother, I will find more techniques that suit you in the future!"

Ye Chen smiled, and a huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, a thunderous shout sounded in the void - "Little Ye Chen, come out and die!"