Invincible Sword Realm

Night.

In the silent dense forest, the faint campfire beats gently and spiritually. On either side of the campfire, the leaves and the women lean against a tree.

“Those wildlings won't stop until they catch us!” Yang Ye Dao. More than a month later, he and the women had switched mountains. The reason is naturally the wildlings.

Women don't talk.

Yang Ye didn't care either. He continued: “I think things are a little weird. They were abused by me before. They shouldn't have been able to avoid us. Why are they chasing us so crazy? ”

The woman glanced at the leaves and said, "What do you want to do so much? ”

The corner of Yang Ye's mouth was slightly smoked, “This is about our lives, can I not? ”

“What you have to think about is how to make yourself stronger!” Girls' Way.

Yang Ye slapped him in the chest and said: "Now let me go alone with a wildling man, I have the confidence to solve him in 30 moves!” More than a month later, at the woman's fingertips, he managed to achieve a qualitative overflight. His physical strength is still as strong as it used to be, except he has more control than it used to be.

Simply put, he is now in a better position to take control of the power he possesses, which is even more terrifying than being empowered!

“Your eyes are so short?” Girls' Way.

“What do you mean?” Yang Ye Dao.

The woman swept around and said, "See this world? This is a world created by a man, a world created by someone who may have fallen, and who, after a few years, will be able to trap you, leaving you helpless, even hopeless. And you're still a little bit proud of what you've gained, aren't you? ”

Yang Ye's expression was stiff. For a long time, he shook his head and said: “Can't we talk normally? ”

The woman glanced at the leaves and said, “I don't think I have anything to talk to you about! ”

“I've known you for so long, I don't know your name, by the way, my name is Yang Ye, how about you?” Yang Ye Dao. A woman is too cold to say a word for a few days, he doesn't have the ability, so he often talks to women about something.

“I don't think you need to know!” Girls' Way.

At the corner of Yang Ye's mouth, he said: "There is no way to communicate normally with you. One last question, I wonder, why did King Shura abuse you like that? If you're human, I kind of understand. After all, King Shura's pervert seems to hate humans very much, but you're not human! ”

“You seem to know King Shura well?” Girls' Way.

Yang Ye shook his head and said: “I don't know, but I think the woman must be a pervert. ”

“Why?” The woman seemed interested.

"'I've been to a human cemetery,' said Yang Ye. 'It's full of human bodies, and you can see she's very hostile to humans. Plus the way she treats you, she's not a pervert. What is? ”

“Do you know why she hates humans?” The woman suddenly said.

“Why?” Yang Ye was a little curious.

“Because her parents, her sister, all died at your hands!” Women look directly at the leaves, "believe me, one day you humans will pay a tragic price for your greed. ”

Yang Ye glanced at the woman and said: "I have enemies with many demonic beasts, but I do not hate your entire demonic race. ”

“You're you, she's her! ”

The woman completes the sentence and then retracts her gaze and does not speak.

Nor was Yang Leaf bored. He walked aside, picked up a branch, and gently turned to the tree in front of him.

Boom!

The tree went straight into nothingness, and the branches in his hand went into nothingness!

Yang Ye shook her head slightly. The woman demanded a slight lift, which was to let her use this branch as iron. Simply put, the branch struck the tree, and the tree was destroyed and the branch was not destroyed.

He thought it was simple, but when he did it, he realized it was horrible! Because the branches couldn't bear his power, and if it was too light, they couldn't do anything to destroy it. In short, to lift lightly and heavily, you have to control your power to its peak!

It's hard. It's very hard! But he didn't give up! Because if he was to lift the weight, he would take the power to the next level, and only if he was to lift the weight would he be able to learn the critical law.

Half a month later, Yang Ye changed another mountain range with the women because the original mountain range already had traces of wildlings. At this point, he just wants to practice hard and not waste time with the wildlings!

For half a month, he had destroyed at least tens of thousands of ancient trees, and every day he practiced from time to time, without even having time to rest. In this crazy exercise, the effect is also remarkable. He is now able to destroy a tree with a branch, which has been able to do so without destroying it. Of course, it is not enough, because the branches are not undamaged and the branches will break apart, that is, they have not been cultivated yet!

This practice is very painstaking, and if it is normal and there is a restoration of Xuan Qi, he has been practicing continuously for a year without any problems. But now, without the restoration of Xuan Qi, your hands are numb for a few days at a time. All he can do is stick, stick.

So Yang Ye practiced madly for about half a month.

Pfft!

A branch dotted on a tree, the tree burst apart instantly, and Yu Wei instantly shook the tree scraps into nothingness.

Retracting the branches, Yang Ye finally smiled on his face full of sweat. He turned to the woman beside him and said, “I did it!” The voice is filled with undisguised excitement and excitement. Now he, in control of his power, has reached a point unprecedented to himself.

If he is singling out with the wildlings and using such horrible physical power to control them, he is confident that he will destroy each other within 10 moves!

The woman glanced at the leaves and remained silent for a long time. "Know what the threshold is? ”

Knowing that the woman was going to teach him the law of criticality, the Yang Leaf God curled up and said: “You have explained! ”

The woman nodded slightly, "Critically, the simple point is to concentrate one's power, that is, concentrate it to the extreme to become a point, and then at some point let it fissure, releasing the amount of terror it contains instantly. To do so, one must first reach a very frightening level of personal control over oneself, that is, so-called lightweight and lightweight lifting. And you, now, have done both, so, next, you follow the way I gave you to start the trial! ”

Yang Ye nodded.

"Remember, be careful," said the woman. "Once you're out of control, let your strength rewind, lightly and severely injure, and then die instantly. ”

“So serious?” Yang Ye Dao.

“If you give yourself a little more time to practice, the risk won't be so great," the woman said, "but now we don't have much time, do we? ”

Yang Ye sighed for a moment and nodded. “Come on! ”

“Squeeze your fists!” Girls' Way.

Yang Ye's right hand grasped slowly, and the woman said, "Feel the strength in your body, feel them, and control them, then guide them to your fists! ”

The space around the right fist of the Yang Ye is starting to turbulent!

The woman added: "Do not release them, keep them above your fists, and continue to guide the forces in your body over your fists until you feel powerless! ”

Yang Ye's fist began to tremble violently, and the space surrounding his fist was like a pool of stones, starting to rise and fall violently and make a terrible noise.

“Don't stop, it can't be called critical without your ultimate!” The women's voices rang again.

“Me, I'm losing control! ”

Not only was Yang Ye's hand trembling, but his body was starting to tremble. Over his right arm, his blues burst like a little snake, or even a snake.

“Must be controlled! ”

The woman's voice became harsh, “Only by reaching the limit of your own power can you be called critical, and only by feeling the power that erupted at the moment of critical, can you truly understand what the critical is. If you can't control it now, everything will be wasted, not only in vain, but perhaps you will have to repel yourself, if you don't want to die, control me! ”

Rub it!

Women's voices fell and the earth suddenly cracked beneath the feet of the leaves, and countless chunky cracks in arms instantly spread out to thousands of feet, while ancient trees within thousands of feet around both of them also burst apart at this moment.

“No, I can't take it anymore! ”

Yang Ye's face has been twisted!

“If you don't want to die, hold on!” Woman: “Not only must you hold on, but also let your body's leeway spill into your fists. Critical criticality, below the limit in the limit, how can it be called critical? Besides, don't you want to see how powerful your body can be? ”

Yang Ye closed his eyes, his whole body trembled violently like a pendulum. The space around his right fist fist had begun to spread silk cracks, and the space within thousands of square feet of both began to tremble violently, as if it was about to burst open at any moment!

The space in this world is millions of times stronger than the space in the Spirit Realm. If it were in the Spirit Realm, the space around him would have collapsed at this moment!

Half an hour later, Yang Ye roared: “I really can't help it! ”

“Ow!”

At this point, more than a dozen wildlings suddenly appeared in the distance. When they saw Yang Ye and the woman, a dozen wildlings shouted together and then rushed towards Yang Ye and the woman.

The woman glanced at the dozen wildlings and whispered, "If you can't help it, release it! ”

When she heard the woman's words, Yang Ye opened her eyes and then hit the dozen wildlings with her right fist.