Invincible Sword Realm

Regret!

Yang Ye seemed to have predicted a long time ago. Not surprisingly, he said: "Did you really think about it? ”

The middle-aged man glanced at the intermediate half-sanctioned puppet next to Yang Ye and laughed. “After all, the puppet is a puppet, and it's no match for anyone. Give you a chance to hand over those puppets before, and your intermediate half-sanctioned puppet, and I'll save your life. Otherwise, you can die later! ”

“Well, actually, I wanted to kill you, too, but there's no excuse, okay, now there is! ”

Yang Ye waved his right hand and six and a half holy men appeared around him. When he saw the six and a half holy puppets, the middle-aged man's mouth was full of irony. “Do you want to kill me with these puppets? This is ridiculous! You are only the Emperor...”

Speaking of which, the middle-aged man's voice stopped and shocked his eyes, as his realm instantly became the Imperial Realm Nine Pints!

“Township Stone, you have Township Stone!” The voices of middle-aged men are a little confused.

Yang Ye did not talk to him, his heart moved, Lin Custody directly towards the middle-aged man, while the remaining six and a half holy puppets pounded over towards the middle-aged man's half holy puppet.

“Stop, four and a half holy puppets. Here you go! ”

At this point, the middle-aged man who had fought the Forest Guardian suddenly became anxious. His strength is also intermediate and half-hearted now, but because of the town stone, he can only count as ordinary and half-hearted at the moment.

“Late! ”

A sword sprayed thinly from the leaves of Yang, like a mountain, pressed against the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man's actions slowed down, while a sword flashed through the scene. Almost at the same time, the middle-aged man's face changed dramatically, his eyes were even more appalling and his body twisted forcefully, but he was still much slower.

Boo!

His left arm flew straight out.

At this time, the forest guardian took a sword light and struck him... the middle-aged man was horrified, slapped with his only remaining hand, a powerful energy palm prints burst out, and greeted the forest guardian, while he turned and flashed towards the distance.

Extremely fast and barely half a breath away, others have rushed out more than 2,000 feet.

But at this moment, a sword light came out from the bottom of the water, faster than his own speed, instantly came behind him, the middle-aged man's face changed dramatically, and he was about to strike, and at this time, the Forest Guardian appeared in front of him, one hand shot, the strong water pressure directly bombed the middle-aged man to the bottom of the water.

Meanwhile, the sword light has passed through the middle-aged man's chest...

Half a dozen, a middle-aged man lay on the ground, his limbs watched closely by four swords and six and a half holy men around him.

“Little age, genius swordsmanship, even more horrible in its own power, I didn't expect to see a genius like you in my holy place!” The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye, and although he was being watched by a sword, there was no panic or fear.

Yang Ye walked up to the middle-aged man and said, "Do you think you're immortal, and then you're scared? ”

The middle-aged man said, "Kid, this time I think I planted it. Let me go. You take the puppets. ”

“If I don't let you go, I can still take the other half of the Holy Puppet!” Yang Ye: “To be free, yes, let me see your sincerity, or I will take you back to the Holy Land. Hey, hey, you're already a traitor, guess what the Holy Land people will do to you? ”

“I've been trapped for 100,000 years. What treasure do you think I'll have?” The middle-aged man spoke softly.

“No? Then get ready and come back with me to the Holy Land. I'm sure I'll take you back and earn lots of points!” Yang Ye Dao.

“Wait!” the middle-aged man rushed.

“What?” said Yang Ye.

The middle-aged man shrugged and said: “You are a sword cultivator. You are now heavenly swordsmanship, heavenly swordsmanship is strong, but the influence on the semi-sancerous strong is not great. You must be a threat to the semi-sancerous strong, only heavenly double swordsmanship. I can help you upgrade to the Tianjin Dual Sword! ”

“Seriously?” Yang Ye is more serious. The realm of swordsmanship has been a troubling affliction for him since the inclination fell, because, as the man in front of him said, heavenly swordsmanship poses no threat to the semi-sancerous. And his opponents now are almost half-hearted, so heavenly swords seem somewhat inadequate.

“Naturally it's true, but you have to let me go first!” Middle-aged men say.

“How can I trust you?” Yang Ye asked.

“Eat the sword!” The middle-aged man said: “You should know that a strong sword can devour the weak, and now you, as long as you devour a large amount of sword, have a chance to upgrade your sword. In my time, there was very little sword cultivation to understand the sword, and there should be very little sword cultivation to understand the sword in this world now, so..."

“So you have a way, or, you know, where swords can be swallowed, right?” Yang Ye had a smile on his face.

“Sure!” the middle-aged man laughed, “As long as you let me go, I'll take you there now. ”

“Take me, when I eat it, I'm letting you go!” Yang Ye: “Don't bargain, because you were the one who went the other way before, otherwise I can't trust you. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye and said, “Are you sure you want to let me go? ”

Yang Ye said: "I didn't go against it before, did I? ”

“Okay, I'll take you there!” Middle-aged men say.

Yang Ye smiled and turned to the eight remaining sarcophaguses and said, “How long before that horrible thing in your body dies? ”

The middle-aged man said, "I feel they are getting weaker and weaker, and they will disappear completely in up to two months! ”

Yang Ye said: "So in the last two months, you've all been normal people? ”

"You could say that," said the middle-aged man. ”

Yang Ye nodded and waved his right hand. All eight sarcophaguses were hidden by him. Of course, he would not receive the Hongmonta, but the ancient sheath space. He had originally tried to brew a middle-aged man into a sword slave, but eventually he gave up. Because that black bug was so horrible, he didn't want to die.

But what if those black bugs die? As long as those black bugs die, these people can be brewed into swordsmen. Eight sarcophagus people, each of whom is at least intermediate half holy... if refined successfully, he would be equivalent to nine intermediate half holy, ten ordinary half holy!

“What are you doing!” The middle-aged man spoke softly.

“I think these coffins are nice. I want to take them out and give them away. Why, can't they?” Yang Ye glanced at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at the leaves and did not speak.

Yang Ye read his mind and flew back to the middle-aged man when he stared at his four swords, and said, "I hope you're sincere about our deal. Otherwise, I promise you'll regret it. ”

“I can fight a hundred of them if I choose alone, like you!” The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye Dao.

Yang Ye smiled softly and said: "If I lived like you for so many years, I could kill you with one eye! And don't say that shit. The situation is, if you dare to do it, the eight of us will beat you up, and you feel like you can do it now, then do it! ”

The middle-aged man glanced at the leaves, not talking, but moving towards the deepest depths of the sea.

Yang Ye naturally hastily followed.

The deeper he went into the ocean, the more pressure Yang Ye felt on his body. In the end, he felt a dozen mountains pressing himself, making him almost unable to breathe.

The middle-aged man was in front of him, and of course, around the middle-aged man, there were seven and a half holy swordsmen surrounded.

“If you can't hold on, ask your half-hearted puppet to help you, or you'll be crushed by the water pressure here!” The middle-aged man looked back at Yang Ye from time to time and said: “Don't be ashamed, as far as I know, the so-called geniuses who have come here to practice, it seems that no one has been able to come here yet! ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed. When he looked at Yang Ye, his eyes became extremely heavy. “You didn't use Xuan Qi, but simply rely on the flesh to resist those pressures! ”

Instead of answering the words of the middle-aged man, Yang Ye swept around and said: "This is a good place to practice!” He resisted these pressures with his body, and now he has a hidden feeling that his body is undergoing a slight change, which, although minor, shocked him.

Because by this time his body had reached a terrible level, general practice was useless in order to improve. And here he is able to feel his flesh rising.

The flesh can be raised, can the sword also be raised?

To think of it, Yang Ye hesitated, and then all 11 heavy swords were released, constantly resisting those pressures.

The middle-aged man took a deep look at the leaves and then turned around to lead the way.

So, almost half an hour later, the pressure under the water grew, and by the end, Yang Ye had begun to gasp. Yet Yang Ye's eyes are flashing with excitement, because he feels that his sword has the limit to be raised!

“Pervert!” The middle-aged man was shocked at the moment because the pressure here could pose a great threat to the half-sanctioned strong, for example, and now the actions of the half-sanctioned puppets around him have become incredibly slow.

Another hour or so went by, and a palace appeared in the sight of two people.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man frowned and looked at the gate of the palace and said, "Did Furyoko come here to visit? Furyoko? What the hell?”