Invincible Sword Realm

Three days later, in the early morning, Su Qingshi arrived in Qingfeng Valley. Instead of appearing, she watched the Yang Ye, who had been drawing swords and harvesting swords from afar.

Looking at it, Su Qingpoet's face showed a surprising look. She is not surprised by the speed and power of Yang Ye's sword pulling technique. Although Yang Ye's sword pulling technique is very fast and powerful, it is not yet seen in her eyes. She was surprised that Yang Ye actually entered a state of oblivion.

Forgetting my realm refers to a person who is too focused on something, leading to the only thing in his eyes and brain, and nothing in the outside world is in his eyes and brain.

It is very difficult to forget my realm, because she has also entered this realm, knowing the difficulty of entering it. The requirements for entering this realm are extremely demanding and must be focused, there must be no half-mindedness in the mind, and a certain amount of luck is required to be able to enter.

Of course, the advantages of forgetting my realm are also very obvious, which is that people entering forgetting my realm must do half the work, for example, Yang Ye is now practicing sword drawing, in this forgetting my realm, the practice at this time is definitely several times more effective than usual, and may even be able to understand something unexpected.

Su Qingshi didn't expect Yang Ye to enter this realm. You know, it's her. She has only entered this realm twice in her life!

Is Yang Ye's talent too evil, or is Yang Ye's luck too evil?

Either way, this is a blessing for Sword Sect.

Because the younger generation of Sword Sect really needs a leading figure too much, if this year's Blue Cloud List Sword Sect has not been listed, then the next few years Sword Sect will really show up in the embarrassment of no one outside. By then, I'm afraid the Sword Sect will really fall.

Thinking about the future of Sword Sect, Su Qing poetry was sad. For a long time, she sighed down and then looked at Yang Ye, who was still drawing swords and harvesting swords.

If Yang Ye is next in the Qingyun List, there may be a chance, but if this is the case, even if Yang Ye is five lines of Xuan Qi is very small.

Those who have not participated in the Blue Cloud List will not know the cruelty and horror of the Blue Cloud List!

At this time, Yang Ye did enter the realm of forgetting me, as Su Qingshi said. Of course, Yang Ye did not know that he entered this realm.

Three days ago, after Su Qingpoet left with Xiaoyao, Yang Ye practiced hard again. However, he did not think that, at the moment of practicing drawing the sword, he found a little inspiration. In order not to let this inspiration disappear, Yang Ye did not go to the canteen to eat as usual, but rather forgot my hard work.

In other words, Yang Ye has been like this for three days and three nights.

Time slowly passed, turning to noon, Yang Ye drew his sword and sword faster and faster. Soon enough, he could only see the cold light flash, and the sound of the sword when drawing was smaller and smaller. By now, although it has not completely disappeared, it is difficult for others to hear that faint voice unless he himself listens.

Watching Yang Ye's morning Su Qing poem was more and more alarming. Yang Ye is now practicing this technique. Although there is no threat to her, it is only because of the relationship between realm and strength. If she is in the same realm as Yang Ye, ask her, can she guard against this fast sword?

After removing the experience of battle and the sense of battle after the birth, she found it difficult to prevent it. Because she found that Yang Ye was only practicing this technique with physical strength, and Yang Ye had not yet applied Xuan Qi.

If Yang Ye applied Xuan Qi, and with his Jin Xuan Qi's support, how frightening would it be?

“Peng!”

A giant iron tumor tree had its lazy waist cut off and fell to the ground.

At this time, Yang Ye also opened his eyes, and he turned his head and looked. When he saw a large number of fallen iron trees around him, he laughed bitterly, and saw the broken iron trees on the ground, he remembered that he had been practicing for three days and three nights.

At this time, Su Qingpoem appeared in front of Yang Ye. She took a look at the iron tumor trees on the ground, and the cuts in the outermost area were slightly uneven, while the fractures of the iron tumor trees around the leaves were smooth as mirrors. Looking at these smooth mirrored cuts, Su Qingshi fainted slightly, because how horrible is the physical strength to do this without using Xuan Qi?

Yang Ye saw the appearance of Su Qing poetry, now slightly faint. As usual, Su Qing poetry is still an attack on a long white dress. Long hair is tied behind a white ribbon. Her body is slightly suspended, her feet are not off the ground. The long dress is blown by the breeze close to that wonderful delicate body, making it appear irregular and very attractive.

Thinking that she had had a relationship before her eyes, Yang Ye's heart suddenly had a slight strange emotion. He was not proud and proud, because the woman did not volunteer. He knew that being a woman in front of him and her strength were simply not what he now deserved.

This is not inferiority, but a recognition of reality. In this world, in addition to affection, friendship and love are based on strength, and even some relationships are based on strength.

When you don't have the strength, sometimes even your loved ones look down on you.

With these in mind, Yang Ye pressed down his heart and said: "Sorry to keep you waiting! ”

When she heard Yang Ye's question, Su Qingshi was slightly relieved because when Yang Ye looked at her, she felt it. She didn't like the aggressive look, but luckily, the leaves quickly returned to normal. Otherwise, with her personality, it would be difficult for the two of them to get along.

Su Qingshi waved his right hand. The blue sword took a blue shadow and fell in front of her. Her body gently drifted over the green sword, and then looked at Yang Ye. "Let's go! ”

Yang Ye nodded his head and then leaped over. He fell behind Su Qing poetry. Just after he fell behind Su Qing poetry, a faint scent poured over him, causing Yang Ye to faint slightly, but he soon recovered. He didn't want the woman in front of him to look down.

Su Qingshi's right hand gently swayed. The long blue sword swept up in the sky. Yang Ye behind Su Qingshi almost dropped his sword. Good thing his hands hurriedly grabbed Su Qingshi's waist, which prevented him from falling.

Caught by Yang Ye, Su Qingshi's face was a little unnatural, but she didn't stop it, but the speed of the sword accelerated a bit.

Less than a moment later, the two men came to the junction of Wan Snake Forest and the Valley of the Underworld. Su Qingpo put away the blue sword and looked at Yang Ye, indicating that he would do it.

Yang Leaf nodded and called out the mink, which seemed to have just woken up, with big, spirited eyes and a little twitching. It rubbed his rubbing eyes, looked at Su Qingpoem, then one flashed on Yang Leaf's shoulder, his little brain rubbed Yang Leaf's cheek, seemed to be begging Yang Leaf to let him go back to sleep!

Yang Ye held the mink in his arms and said, "Little guy, do me a favor and go to bed, okay? ”

The mink looked at Yang Ye grudgingly and looked at Yang Ye's scalp straight and numb. The little guy in front of him was so human.

“Just do me a favor, and when you do, you go back to bed, okay?” Yang Ye continued his quest.

Under the bitterness of Yang Ye, the little guy, although some dissatisfied with the fact that Yang Ye disturbed his sleep, lit his little head and offered to help.

See the little guy promised, Yang Ye quickly told him about Su Qingshi's call for his help.

A few moments later, the little guy waved his little paws against the leaves and seemed to be expressing something.

Looking at the little guy's waving paws, Yang Ye actually had some headaches, and he couldn't help but think that if the little guy could speak, it would be nice.

After another while, Yang Ye finally understood what the little guy meant. Then he looked at Su Qingpo and said: “The little guy wants us to grab some low-level bastards, the smaller the better. ”

Su Qing poetry glanced at the little guy and then turned to plunder towards the Valley of the Underworld.

About two minutes later, Su Qing poetry returned, while Su Qing poet had a huge extra load. Su Qingshi walked to the mink and opened the purple package.

In the package, there are about twenty little Xuan beasts, which are very small in size, the biggest only have big fists and the smallest only have thumb sizes. After the package was opened, these little bastards rioted and were really ready to walk away, and that's when the little guy went off.