Chapter 87 The man and the sword become one
Not only the middle-aged man, but also the other sect leaders and Lin Wudong were shocked by this incongruous sword.
If it weren't for the strong sword intent around him, who would believe that he was actually a sword cultivator?
The reversal and difference brought by this scene made everyone present stunned.
"Well, I didn't study much, is this a sword cultivator?"
A cultivator asked weakly.
No one answered him.
Because everyone was shocked by this scene.
Boom!
Feeling this terrible murderous aura, Lin Wudong's arrogance and ferocity on his face were restrained, replaced by a solemn look. He raised the Fire God Sword high above his head, and at the same time muttered something.
"The Fire God is coming!"
Between heaven and earth, it seemed that countless air waves were rolling, and a flame phantom more than ten meters high quickly emerged from the Fire God Sword. This phantom held the moon in his left hand and pushed the sun with his right hand, like the arrival of the God of War, unparalleled in the world.
Under the powerful sweep of the flame phantom, the clouds in the void were shattered one by one, like mountains and rivers flowing backwards.
The phantom of the fire god condensed the sun and moon fist seal, facing the sword that chopped down from the sky!
Boom!
A deafening explosion sounded, the world trembled, and the air wave swept.
Everyone felt as if their bodies were crushed by a chariot, and their minds were completely sunk. They could not see or hear, and they were completely trapped in darkness.
After a few breaths, a ray of light appeared in front of them.
Everyone hurriedly opened their eyes to see the result of this attack.
This scene made them completely dumbfounded.
Lin Wudong's body, in a half-kneeling posture, sank deeply into the ground.
His whole body was trembling slightly.
And Ye Chen, holding the broken sword, stood in front of him.
Puff!
A subtle sound came from Lin Wudong's back.
His skin was torn in large pieces because he could not withstand this huge force.
Blood gushed out from the wound.
In just a moment, Lin Wudong became a bloody man.
The intense pain hit every inch of his nerves, covering his limbs and bones.
Ye Chen's expression was cold, and there was a murderous intent in his pupils. After taking a short breath, he slashed with the sword!
Ding!
Lin Wudong's pupils were red, and he desperately raised the Fire God Sword to block the sword.
Obviously he underestimated Ye Chen's strength. The impact force contained in it was like a mountain collapsing, and it shook him away.
"Cough cough..."
Lin Wudong coughed violently, and then spit out blood.
His sword intent was vulnerable to Ye Chen's sword intent!
"Lin... Senior Brother Lin is..."
"Did you lose?"
"Impossible, I, I don't believe that Senior Brother Lin will lose to him."
Those practitioners had a flash of fear in their eyes.
Although they saw it with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe it.
Ye Chen, a few months ago, was a nameless person.
Later, he joined Qingxuan Sect by chance, and then he really started his road to fame.
But in fact, these disciples did not take Ye Chen seriously. Even if he could defeat Su Aoxue, Lin Wudong was still a mountain standing in front of him, and they could only look up and could not cross.
But the scene in front of them completely overturned their cognition.
According to legend, the invincible incarnation Lin Wudong would also have such an embarrassing moment.
"This battle is almost over."
The middle-aged man nodded, and the surprise in his eyes could not be suppressed.
Lin Wudong is indeed a genius in the land of Hundred Countries. He is only in his early twenties, but he can reach the level of half-step saint realm. He is also a Xuan-grade formation master, and he has also comprehended the meaning of the sword. He is definitely a rare genius!
Even among the core disciples of the War God Palace, he can occupy a place.
I thought that this harvest would stop here, who would have expected that there would be unexpected gains!
Ye Chen!
At the age of only seventeen, he has reached the level of human Xuan realm.
He may not be as dazzling as Lin Wudong in other professions, but his combat power is strong!
Just this one sentence can suppress everything.
In this world, fighting power is still respected after all!
Most importantly, he is also a sword cultivator!
The name of a sword cultivator, even if you look at the nine heavens and ten earths, is the existence of the strongest fighting power!
These two young geniuses have moved him. Instead of fighting life and death, it is better to stop the battle now.
The old man's face was a little livid, "The battle is not over yet, why stop?"
The middle-aged man looked indifferent, "You must live and die, are you satisfied?"
"No."
"No."
The same words came out of Ye Chen and Lin Wudong's mouth.
Lin Wudong's face was ferocious and trembling all over.
Ye Chen's face was cold and his eyes were indifferent.
He was unwilling.
He was also unwilling.
One was unwilling to lose, and the other was unwilling to fail to kill the other.
"Ye Chen, do you think my fighting power is only this level? The battle is not over yet, you will die in my hands after all!"
Lin Wudong grinned for a while, and suddenly forced a drop of black blood from his fingertips and injected it into the Fire God Sword.
The next second, the Fire God Sword was like a gust of wind, and it roared!
The breath rose again!
"The unity of man and sword, Lin Wudong has reached this level!"
The old man was a little surprised when he saw this, and the iron-green color on his face quickly faded.
The unity of man and sword is a method of self-mutilation in the sword, which integrates one's own blood and essence into the sword, and then fights, the combat power is raised, and the strength will double and double again!
However, the loss of essence and blood must be made up for with time.
If you are weak, your cultivation will regress.
In severe cases, the realm will fall.
It could be seen that Lin Wudong was really in a desperate situation, otherwise he would not have used this move.
The phantom of the God of Fire, which was more than ten meters tall, also stood up again, with fierce eyes and angry and violent emotions.
"Ye Chen, suffer death!"
Lin Wudong shouted loudly, thundering in the sky, and the sound was condensed.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and a giant flaming hand reached out from the sky and struck Ye Chen. Even the sky and the earth were crushed, forming a strange vacuum.
In terms of attack and momentum, it is obviously much stronger than before.
Ye Chen raised the broken sword and placed it horizontally above his head.
This palm struck down hard, but it was still unable to break through the sword intent emanating from the broken sword.
Lin Wudong clenched his fists and opened his mouth to suck in. Like a whale sucking water, the huge Vulcan phantom turned into a ray of red light and was sucked into his mouth. Then the muscles in his body swelled and he became crazy and irritable. He raised the Vulcan Sword and drank. It was slashed towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen raised his broken sword, and a wave of air rose into the sky.
The impact hit Lin Wudong, but failed to stop him.
Click!
The swords met and the ground around them shook.
Then, the two of them went back and forth and started fighting at close range.
Ye Chen's fighting spirit skyrocketed. Regardless of his sword skills or boxing skills, he followed the path of wide opening and closing. Every punch and every sword contained terrifying power. This was after more than two months of fighting with the Sword Emperor's light and shadow. , the combat experience gained.
After speed and strength are improved to the extreme.
Who can stop, who can stop?
