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Chapter 686 Flawless Sword Intent!

The top floor of Cuizhuxuan.

Jing Yu and Zhu Lao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the confrontation outside the Cuizhu Pavilion from a distance.

"Old Zhu, do you think this one can win?" Jing Rong asked.

"If you push forward 30 years, Xie Yu'an should win, but now, it's hard to say, Xie Yu'an retired from the Jianghu back then because of serious injuries, coupled with the outbreak of hidden diseases for many years. decline."

Zhu Lao said with a leisurely look: "No one knows how much strength this sword god has now."

"Ye Chen, is he really so evil?" Jing Hongliu frowned slightly, she had great respect for Zhu Lao, and knew that Zhu Lao always had something to say.

But precisely because of this, Jing Rong couldn't believe it.

This Xie Yu'an was the sword god 30 years ago, with a sword in his hand, few people in China would dare to provoke him.

Although 30 years have passed, Xie Yu'an is also old.

But even if the swordsman's physical body is aging, the sword is still there.

How can it be challenged by just anyone?

"Ten years later, in the ancient Chinese martial arts world, I am afraid that there are not many people who are worthy of Ye Chen's shot, unless the two from the Long family and the martial arts association can break through the shackles and go to the next level."

Zhu Lao hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You are not a person who cultivates ancient martial arts, so you don't understand how evil Ye Chen is."

At the age of more than 20 years old, the strength is at least that of a top-rank grandmaster, and he may even have touched that threshold.

Such monsters, even in the ancient Chinese martial arts world for thousands of years, I am afraid that there are not so many of them.

Zhu Lao knew exactly what such an amazingly talented and beautiful evildoer represented.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still young, Zhu Lao wouldn't even dare to get in touch with Ye Chen so closely.

Ten years later, I am afraid that in the entire Chinese ancient martial arts world, few people would dare to look directly at Ye Chen.

Hearing this, Jing Hong sighed, with a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

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Outside the Green Bamboo Pavilion.

Xie Yu'an straightened his old body, and a sharp sword intent slowly recovered from Xie Yu'an's body.

"Mr. Xie, using these small tricks to test me, isn't it a bit too contemptuous of me?"

With his hands behind his back, Ye Chen said with a light smile, "Let the younger generation see your sword intent, Mr. Xie."

"On the contrary, Xie was a little rude."

Xie Yu'an laughed loudly, his eyes full of passionate fighting spirit: "In that case, I will help you."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Yu'an slowly raised his right hand, just stretched out a finger, and pointed towards Ye Chen.

The bright sword light bloomed from Xie Yu'an's fingers, like a bright sun, shining with light.

The next moment, this sword light suddenly turned into a Changhong, shooting towards Ye Chen.

The surrounding air, under this sword light, was torn apart, making piercing sword sounds.

Ye Chen looked at the sword light with a slightly dignified expression.

The sword energy has not yet arrived, but the sword intent has already arrived.

A flawless sword intent, as if to embrace all things, just cut down towards Ye Chen's mind.

"interesting."

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth raised slightly, and powerful killing intent and evil spirit suddenly swept away, suppressing this sword intent.

At the same time, Ye Chen raised his right fist, and just punched this sword energy.

With a bang, this bright sword energy was directly shattered by Ye Chen's punch.

"What a strong body."

Seeing this, Xie Yu'an squinted his eyes, his expression a bit dignified.

As a well-known swordsman in the world, although Xie Yu'an has never used the sword of his real name, in the hands of a swordsman, anything can be a sword.

The sword qi formed from this aura carried his sword intent. Even a top-rank master who had practiced horizontal exercises would not dare to say that he could take his sword so easily.

Ye Chen's strength is much stronger than he imagined.

"As expected of the sword god Xie Yu'an, this sword intent is indeed powerful."

Ye Chen said with admiration: "Ye has seen countless swordsmen these years, but in terms of the strength of this sword, Mr. Xie is definitely the number one."

Xie Yu'an's sword intent was more natural than he imagined.

Sword intent, also ghostwriting Xie Yu'an's swordsmanship.

Compared with the sword god 30 years ago, although Xie Yu'an is old now, his sword intent is still extremely powerful.

"Your boy is not simple. The evil spirit in this body is extremely strong. Even those few murderers back then probably didn't kill as many people as you. Now in China, only the one from Yanjing may be able to kill you." This evil spirit is comparable to yours."

Xie Yu'an said with a serious expression.

Although there are constant battles in the ancient martial arts world, life-and-death fights are also extremely common.

But it is also very difficult to hone such a strong evil spirit.

Although Xie Yu'an thought he was not a murderer, many people died on his sword.

But if one wanted to condense such a strong evil spirit, no one in the entire ancient martial arts world would be able to do it.

Only those in the military, fighting on the battlefield, can forge such a strong evil spirit with the help of blood.

"Ye has spent half his life as a soldier, and most of his life has been fighting on the battlefield. These evil spirits are nothing more than Ye's military medals."

Ye Chen said with a smile.

When Xie Yu'an heard this, his expression became more serious.

Having spent most of his life fighting on the battlefield, such a character is actually even more difficult to provoke.

If he was unlucky or not strong enough, he would have died on the battlefield long ago.

The Tianjiao who can be honed on the battlefield is the real Tianjiao.

"What a military medal, boy, you're trying to catch me."

Xie Yu'an let out a low cry, put his five fingers together, and used his palm instead of a sword, and slashed towards Ye Chen.

In an instant, bright sword energy roared out from Xie Yu'an's palm, and all the surrounding spiritual energy was attracted and gathered.

After this sword energy left Xie Yu'an's palm, it surged against the wind, and instantly turned into a huge sword energy tens of feet high, and slashed towards Ye Chen.

The moment the surrounding ground touched this sword energy, it cracked open.

The surrounding flowers and trees were cut into pieces in an instant.

"Good come!"

Ye Chen laughed loudly, suddenly rose into the air, and just punched this sword energy.

The powerful power of Qi and blood erupted from Ye Chen's body, making Ye Chen's fist look bloody.

The powerful punch carried an indomitable domineering aura, and it just hit the sword aura directly.

Boom!

A deafening roar sounded.

The powerful fist and the bright sword energy collided and melted in the air, and then turned into endless energy, spreading towards the surroundings.

Gusts of wind, like a tornado, surrounded the two of them.