Chapter 565: Emperor Tianjian Art

"It's none of your business here, let's go!"

Mo Qianli, who consumed a lot of money, took a deep breath, looked at the masters of the major forces watching from a distance, and said loudly.

"The people of the Yue family go back with me."

Feeling that the Holy City of Longyuan is far more complicated than he imagined, Yue Chenyuan, who had a plan, immediately took the Yue family back to the ancient courtyard where they stayed to discuss the plan.

Everyone from the Yue family left, and Mo Qianli also left with the Western Demon Sect master.

Gradually, witnessing the battle just now, the major forces in the Western Continent with different moods left one after another, and the chaotic Longyuan Holy City gradually returned to calm.

As for all this, Ye Chenfeng, who sneaked back to the ancient house quietly through the tunnel, was unaware. At this time, he took the restless mysterious sword out of the universe and prepared to study it.

"Well... this mysterious sword has no tip, blade, or grid. It seems that other parts of this sword may suppress other bodies of the fierce thing."

When Ye Chenfeng carefully studied the mysterious sword, he found that the mysterious sword with half of the sword body was still incomplete, and many important parts were missing.

"Who left this sword, and what is the murderous thing it suppressed?"

Recalling the mysterious demon heart, Ye Chenfeng felt that Longyuan Holy City must be hiding a big secret, and that secret has a great connection with the mysterious sword in his hand.

"I don't know if I fully recognize the broken sword of the Lord, can I get some important information?"

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, bit his finger, and pressed it on the broken sword, which was made of a special material, like a cold iron sword, slowly merging his own blood into the sword.

Half a stick of incense, a stick of incense, an hour...

Ye Chenfeng injected blood into the mysterious sword for more than an hour, but failed to establish contact with it, which made Ye Chenfeng give up the idea of ​​​​blood to recognize the master and think of other ways.

"Brain-devouring, infiltrating."

After pondering for a while, Ye Chenfeng controlled the brain-devouring power to radiate out, penetrated into the mysterious sword, analyzed the structure of the mysterious sword, and tried to gain insight into its secrets.

"Well, that's... the soul rosary?"

When the brain-devouring power penetrated into the mysterious sword, he found that the blood he injected into the sword body was slowly revolving around a bead like a star, but it was never able to penetrate into it.

And in the rosary, wisps of vague soul flow slowly.

"devour the brain, devour the soul."

Feeling that the soul in the rosary bead was unusual, Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the brain-devouring power to forcefully penetrate the rosary, trying to devour the soul in the rosary.

He had a feeling that if the soul in the rosary disappeared, he would be able to fully master this mysterious sword.

The prohibition on the surface of the rosary is very strong, but the existence of the God-devouring Brain is even more defying. Slowly, the soul power released by the God-devouring brain penetrates into the rosary, trying to devour the soul inside.

The next moment, a vast soul power poured out from the rosary, poured into Ye Chenfeng's mind, and wanted to tear his soul apart.

However, Ye Chenfeng's soul is extremely powerful after thousands of tempering, and it is not the soul in the rosary that can be destroyed.

Resisting the rosary soul attack, a lot of information appeared in Ye Chenfeng's mind, and this information was related to the mysterious sword.

"Ditian Sword, the middle-grade Taoist weapon that Emperor Tianzhan Emperor spent his entire life refining, contains the meaning of swordsmanship, and can break the sky..."

"Emperor and Emperor, middle-grade Taoist weapon!"

Although Ye Chenfeng has never heard the name of Emperor Tianzhan, but he has the strength to refine the middle-grade Taoist weapon, which shows that his strength has definitely reached the pinnacle of Dou Soul Continent.

However, the soul information in the rosary, there is no reason for the Emperor Tianjian to break, and there is no information that the Emperor Tianjian suppresses the murderous thing, which makes Ye Chenfeng somewhat regretful.

About half a column of incense, the soul in the rosary was swallowed up by the God-devouring brain, and the mysterious sword completely became an ownerless thing. It smoothly merged with Ye Chenfeng's blood and no longer resisted him.

Emperor Tianjian recognized the master, and a large amount of white light suddenly burst out from the hilt of Emperor Tianjian, which was injected into Ye Chenfeng's mind, forming a mysterious sword move.

"The first style of the Emperor's Sword Art is the sword of the king. The sword art contains the power of the king. If you practice it successfully, you can cut your luck and destroy the Dao."

"Cut Qi Luck, destroy the Great Dao, with such a big tone, I don't know what level this Emperor Heaven Sword Art has reached."

After a quick glance at the Ditian Jianjue cultivation formula, Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and developed a strong interest in the Ditianjianjue, ready to take a good look at it.

If he can really master the first-style King's Sword of Emperor Tianjian Jue, with the attack power of this move, he should have the opportunity to defeat Yue Zhongtian, Mo Wuwang and others.

"There is still more than an hour before dawn. You can practice as much as you can."

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, got rid of the distracting thoughts, and controlled the God-devouring brain to quickly deduce the first-style cultivation formula of Emperor Tianjian Jue, and cultivated the sword of the king.

An hour passed in a flash, and soon it was dawn. Ye Chenfeng, who was immersed in the process of cultivating the Emperor's Heavenly Sword Art, had to stop practicing, left the ancient house, joined Shui Youruo and others, and went to the martial arts arena.

On the way to the martial arts arena, Ye Chenfeng learned from Shui Youruo that Mo Fengyun and others were fighting the devil's heart last night. When he learned that the devil's wind and cloud sealed the devil's heart at the last moment, he melted the devil's heart into it. When I was in the body, my heart throbbed, and there was a deep sense of unease.

"This devilish situation is really not simple. I don't know how much his strength will be improved by integrating the devil's heart." Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. Courage is also admired.

"Sure enough, the devil did not come."

When Ye Chenfeng and his party came to the battlefield, they didn't find Mo Fengyun's figure.

Not only did the demons not appear, but also the two elders of the Yue family did not show up. It was the Daoist Demon who appeared in the main stand, explaining something to the burly black stone soil pole with natural supernatural power.

"Mingwei, that Black Stone Earth is extremely powerful. You must be careful when you fight against him. If you lose, don't try to be too strong to avoid accidents."

Before the match, Shui Youruo warned seriously.

"Um!"

Ye Chenfeng nodded, closed his eyes, and continued to control the God-devouring brain to deduce the Ditian Sword Art, practice the sword of the king, absorb the dragon energy, and strengthen the power of the two-headed blood dragon king.

The double-headed blood dragon king continuously absorbs the dragon energy in the dragon-shaped pattern, and there is a trace of the aura belonging to the real beast in the body, and its power continues to increase, becoming more and more terrifying.

However, with the continuous absorption of the double-headed blood dragon king, the dragon qi in the dragon-shaped pattern continued to decrease, and the body of the dragon qi was only one-half.

Just when Ye Chenfeng entered the training state in the noisy martial arts arena, the wonderful semi-final match began. According to the drawing order, the match between Mo Wuwang and You Yiheng started first.

Although You Yiheng is the first genius of the You Family, with extraordinary talent, he has broken through to the fifth-level inverse beast king realm in less than fifty years of cultivation, and there are several chances to break through to the realm of the war beast king.

However, compared with Mo Wuwang in the sixth-level inverse beast king realm, there is still a considerable gap in strength.

As soon as the two fought, a dazzling spark of power immediately ignited, constantly blooming in the fighting platform, and the endless attacks were intertwined, making people dazzled and addicted.

"The water is extremely dark!"

In the face of Mo Wuwang's ferocious attack, You Yiheng, who was under enormous pressure, did not dare to hide his clumsiness and used the first killer move he mastered.

The Dao of Darkness and the Dao of Water spewed out of his body and blended together to form a dark river that swept towards Mo Wuwang.

"Blood Shadow of a Hundred Battles!"

When the dark river came, Mo Wuwang let out a loud cry and took a step forward. More than a hundred blood shadows split out of his body, like a warrior ready to go, and rushed into the dark river.

The two powerful attacks fiercely opposed each other, causing a twist in the entire space.

In about ten breaths, the bloody shadow of the fierce battle tore through the dark river and bombarded You Yiheng, causing him to lose consecutive defeats.

"ended!"

After breaking through You Yiheng's ultimate move, Mo Wuwang seized the opportunity of You Yiheng's qi and blood to roll, and launched a tidal attack again.

Waves of attacks hit You Yiheng one after another, suppressing his attacks. In the end, Mo Wuwang's terrifying attack disintegrated his defense, blasted him out, and lost the game.