Invincible Sword Realm

Funeral day promoted?

Seeing this scene, Yang Ye's heart was delighted. Burial day is imperial, but for him, it's not enough. And the sword spirit is too strong, even now, he dares not use it at will. It would be better if the sky was buried beyond the imperial ranks.

Yang Ye was looking up, and at that moment, his eyes were squinting and his head looked up, and a blood was coming at him from the top of the mountain.

What the hell is going on?

Yang Ye frowned, flexing a little bit, a little sword light appeared, the instant, that blood flash instantly turned into nothing.

And just then, a blood sword broke out and instantly came to him. Blood sword to Yang Ye Tong felt like he was in a sea of blood, endless anger and intent to kill impacted his brain like a tornado, leaving him in a trance, at the same time his eyes turned red in the instant.

But the next moment, Yang Ye's eyes instantly recovered and then reached a little over the tip of the blood sword.

Buzz!

A sword burst into the sky, and the space around the leaves suddenly became fiercely turbulent.

Yang Ye looked at the blood sword in front of him. At this time, the blood sword was very different from the previous one. The former blood sword was dark red, and now the blood sword is dark red. The anger and killing intent are many times stronger than before, even if he is now Nirvana sword will be affected.

“Kill!”

At this time, the sound of the day of burial suddenly came from the blood sword. Then, the blood sword burst out a bloody sword light, but it was suddenly smashed by a little sword light on Yang Ye's fingertips.

Yang Ye's hand turned slightly, then his fingers clamped the blood sword. “Buried heaven, what are you crazy about? You! ”

“Kill, kill! ”

Burial heaven trembled violently, together with the killing intent and qi poured towards the leaves of the Yang, but around the leaves of the Yang as if there was some kind of barrier, the killing intent and qi could not come close.

Yang Ye's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, he knew that this burial day was influenced by the sword's infinite anger and intent to kill. The sword's infinite anger and intent to kill are not conscious, but subconscious. Simply put, there is not only a sense of burial in the blood sword at this time, but also a negative sense of infinity of the sword. Now the situation is that the day of burial is no longer sober, and may even be wiped out by the sword's infinite negative consciousness!

Burial consciousness is created by countless anger and killing intentions, but if there is a more powerful sense of killing than it is, it is not impossible to erase it!

“Kill!”

At this time, a roar suddenly appeared in the blood sword, the blood sword violently trembled, and then directly released Yang Ye's finger, then the blood sword drove straight into it and stabbed it towards Yang Ye's heart. However, the sword stopped without touching Yang Ye's clothes because Yang Ye held the blood sword directly. Next moment, a sword suddenly poured into the blood sword.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, there was a scream of burial in the blood sword.

Yang Ye held the blood sword and sank: “Wake up! ”

“I can't hold on...” Burial roar comes from the sword of blood.

Yang Ye frowned tightly, buried the arrogance he knew, if it wasn't really serious, burial day would never admit to losing. But also, burial day is only the imperial order, and what does that sword belong to? That's the mighty one, buried in front of him, I'm afraid not even scum. Even though these anger and killing intentions are nothing but the sword's infinity of his negative emotions, they are not acceptable in the day of burial.

Erase the sword's infinite anger and intent to kill?

He can do it now, but in that case, the consciousness of the day of burial may disappear, because the negative consciousness of the day of burial and the infinity of the sword has merged.

Silence halfway, Yang Ye said: "Enter my heart of killing, I will deal with it! ”

“Dangerous, dangerous... very, very strong...” The sound of the day of burial carried a little pain.

“Come on!” Yang Ye whispered: “Otherwise, you're doomed. ”

“You, are you sure?” Burial day asks.

“Try it!” Yang Ye Dao.

Yang Ye's voice had just fallen, and the blood sword in his hand suddenly fell into his body as a blood, and then directly into his killing heart.

Boom!

In that instant, a blood column rises from the inside of the leaves and punctures the dome. At the same time, Yang Ye's entire human being instantly became a blood man.

Yang Ye's eyes closed slowly, gradually, and he sat on the floor.

At this time, the leaves of the Yang were somewhat horrible, and the blood and the intent to kill and the qi were like fountains, flowing out together from his body.

Genius, his leaves are not evil, but, willpower, he thinks he's still very good. Once upon a time, the pain was unbearable to the general population. Whether it's the Xuan Dynasty or the Spiritual Realm, there are very few great bodies. Why? Because to be stronger than a demon, it's all about suffering from inhumans.

And that kind of torture is absolutely unbearable to the average person. And once you can withstand it, it's absolutely very, very resilient.

Yang Ye knew that the sword had a strong negative consciousness, but he was not afraid. If he fears even the slightest negative consciousness left by the other party, then he's really dead for nothing.

On the field, Yang Ye dish sat on the floor, eyebrows tightened, loose and tight...

......

Meteorological mountain below.

Lonely swords and Bamboo Yao and others did not leave. They were waiting, waiting for the leaves to descend from the mountains.

The top of Meteorite Mountain has always been a place of admiration and curiosity in their hearts, because, in their view, the sword must have been inherited or something.

Anyway, they just want to see it.

“Is he really Yang Ye?” Next to Bamboo Yao, the illusion suddenly asked.

“Are you bored? ”

At this point, Lin Fan on one side suddenly said: “You've asked me that a hundred times already. You're not bored, we're all bored. ”

Bamboo Yao looked at the illusion and did not speak.

The illusion did not quarrel with Lin Fan this time. He looked up at the top of the meteorite mountain and his eyes were full of worship. “It's really Yang Leaf. Turns out he really is Yang Leaf! God, I actually talked to him before...” Speaking of which, the illusion seemed to have something in mind. He changed his face and looked at Lin Fan beside him. “Oh no, I said something bad about him before. Do you think he would remember me?! Ahhhh! My mouth! ”

Everyone: “...”

Lin Fan whispered, "Are you there? ”

The illusion glanced at Lin Fan and said: "You know nothing! I ask you, what is the status of our sword cultivation on the mainland after the fall of the infinite seniors and the disappearance of the Sword Shrine? No, Sword Fix has no place. In today's continent, there are two worldly people who can be killed by the saints, but none of them are sword-shaped! It's Yang Ye. Let's rebuild our sword and meditate on the mainland! ”

Everyone is silent.

The illusion also said: “After the Sword Shrine, fewer and fewer people are practicing swords. Why? Because the sword repair is gone. It was brilliant, but now it's gone. The emergence of Yang Leaf, allowing sword repair from the eyes of the returning people, also represents the rise of sword repair, because the world will not dare to look down on sword repair. You say I worship him. Is it wrong? ”

Lin Fan glanced at the phantom sky and said: "I didn't say you were wrong, just can't you keep your head down? We all know you worship him. So, why don't you stop? You! ”

“I'm excited! I'm excited! I can't help myself!” The illusion looked at the top of Meteor Mountain and the whole person was like beating chicken blood.

“Isn't it killing an emperor? ”

At this point, the lonely sword in the distance suddenly said: "Another day I will kill one too! ”

“You!”

Fantasy words, pointing to the lonely sword, said: "It's all love, can we not hurt each other? ”

“You think I can't kill the Emperor?” The lonely sword sees the illusion.

The illusion waved, "Okay, even if you can kill the Emperor, I mean, even if you can kill the Emperor, don't get me wrong. Even if you can kill the Emperor, but what? Can you climb the mountain? Can you do that? Look, they're all up the mountain. But what about you? ”

Lin Fan glanced at the illusion and said: “Be gentle! ”

The illusion starred, "I can't help it, honestly! ”

“Isn't that going up the mountain? ”

At this point, the lonely sword suddenly said: "What's so great about the last mountain? ”

Saying, the lonely sword looked up at the top of the mountain, his eyes filled with determination. Soon he stepped toward the top of the hill.

The people on the field also looked at the lonely sword, and there was no smile on their faces, and so was the illusion. However, at this point, the lonely sword suddenly came back and said: “I'm not feeling well today, I'll go to work another day! ”

Everyone: “...”

The lonely sword looked at the crowd and said: "I will do it another day! ”

Fantasy throat rolled, he suddenly walked to the lonely sword not far away, then slightly bowed to the lonely sword, "For your shame, I fantasize about the wind! ”

Saying, the illusion glanced at the lonely sword and said: "You, you are truly powerful! ”

People look at lonely swords, and the eyes also say 'clothes’.

Lonely Sword: "...”

At this point, everyone on the field suddenly looked up towards the mountain, where a man was slowly walking down.

It's Yang Ye!

There was a fire in everyone's eyes, and even the calmest Bamboo Yao couldn't help but hold his hands slowly.

Soon, Yang Ye came to the front of everyone, Yang Ye swept everyone in the field and was about to talk. At this time, the lonely sword suddenly pulled its sword against Yang Ye, saying: “I lost the previous contest. Anything you need, you can ask later. Now, I challenge you, as long as you can catch my three swords, I will confess! ”

Yang Ye: “...”