Chapter 390: You Are in the Source Soul Realm!

"Compared to the swordsman's sword light, the swordsman's sword light is equally terrifying, but it's a pity..."

Looking at the soaring sword light on the battlefield, Ye Wuque's eyes showed a trace of emotion and pity.

The monks of the Sword Dao lineage are extremely rare in the Northern Territory compared to the monks as a whole. Even if there is the Hidden Sword Tomb Village, one of the super sects, they are still rare.

Because compared to other super sects, Hidden Sword Tomb has far fewer disciples. After all, not every monk is obsessed with swords, let alone possessing the talent of the sword.

As for swordsmen, they are even rarer than swordsmen, and even decent forces are rare.

But this does not mean that the swordsman is not strong. If he practices to the extreme, the swordsman will never be weaker than the swordsman.

The magical weapons used by many monks are knives and swords, but they only use the abilities contained in the magical weapons, and they are only proficient in swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and are not true swordsmen or swordsmen.

The sword is the first of all weapons, and the sword is the kingly way.

The sword is the king of all weapons, and the sword is domineering.

Kujiang.com¤w is the only genuine version, cw other x...they are all pirated versions/{

If you can understand the deep meaning of these two sentences, you can first get a glimpse of the path of swordsmanship or swordsmanship.

The light of Zhang Yan's sword on the battlefield looked stunning and wild, and its power penetrated to the sky. He seemed to be a perfect swordsman, even much stronger than the previous flowing light sword Shen Luoqiu, but this was not the case.

Ye Wuque vaguely felt that Zhang Yan's sword path had gone astray and gone astray. His sword was blindly pursuing the ultimate power, ignoring the most essential thing of the sword path, and only gained its form but not its spirit.

In this way, although you can still win against ordinary strong people, if you meet a real master, you will be stretched thin and completely defeated.

So is Huang Chao a real master?

There is no doubt about this, so Zhang Yan will only be defeated in the end.

Under Ye Wuque's gaze, the terrifying power bursting out from the tornado and sword light on the battlefield slowly subsided, and the extremely intense light of Yuanli and sword light slowly dissipated, revealing two figures among them.

Huang Chao was still standing with his hands behind his back, his clothes were neat and tidy, and he showed no signs of embarrassment. It was as if the battle just now had never happened. Zhang Yan, on the other hand, was completely opposite to Huang Chao's state.

Although he didn't seem to have any injuries, his face was pale, and the hand holding the knife was trembling. Finally, the knife fell to the ground with a clang, and his breath became extremely weak.

"Although your sword is sharp, for me, it is not powerful enough. Your sword is just your own understanding, not the correct way of swordsmanship."

Huang Chao spoke calmly, but there was no condescending mockery in his tone. Instead, it was as if he was reminding Zhang Yan. However, deep in Huang Chao's eyes, when he talked about the true path of the sword, there was a cold light.

Zhang Yan's body suddenly trembled, as if he thought of something from Huang Chao's words. He immediately picked up his long knife again, bowed slightly to Huang Chao, then jumped off the platform and walked out of the arena.

He actually gave up the opportunity to compete with three war puppets to replace Huang Chao's original ranking, and directly chose to leave the list.

"I'll go! Huang Chao's strength is incredible! Zhang Yan is no match for him!"

"Compared to half a year ago, Huang Chao's strength has improved so much. Even the original eightieth place is not enough now!"

"The return of the real king is so exciting!"

"I estimate that Huang Chao still has some reserves of strength. He may be able to break into the top 50!"

…

In the arena, exclamations erupted one after another. Huang Chao walked all the way, and the combat power and achievements he showed can only be described in four words, it is unfathomable!

It seems that no one can guess how powerful he is.

call out!

Weng Qingyue jumped off the Blood Throne. Her ranking was one higher than that of Huang Chao, so she would challenge him next.

Weng Qingyue chose the 83rd place, and finally won the opponent with the help of the Silver Moon Heart Restriction and the special protective restriction, and won the 83rd place on the list.

Ye Wuque also observed this battle slightly and found that Weng Qingyue's most powerful trump card, which was the birth restriction represented by the silver moon mark between her forehead, was still not used. Her position should not stop at the third one. Eighty-three.

boom!

Following Weng Qingyue, the ninety-first Yu Jiaoxue appeared.

The male disciples in the arena cheered wildly again, their faces flushed with excitement as they watched Yu Jiaoxue floating down from the bloody throne!

"Fairy Aoxue! Fairy Aoxue! Fairy Aoxue!"

The earth-shaking shouts were like waves. Yu Jiaoxue's popularity was so crazy that all the male disciples felt like they were pumped.

"I challenge the eighty-fourth."

A cold voice resounded, and immediately everyone's eyes turned to the Blood Throne. A figure appeared and jumped down.

This is a man wearing a colorful military robe. He is thin, but his eyes have a lustful look. This man makes people feel very uncomfortable, as if his eyes have hooks.

"Junior Sister Jiaoxue, I have to say, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen!"

"It's so beautiful that I really want to kiss your face... Don't worry, I will be lenient in the next battle, hahahaha!"

Before the person landed on the fighting platform, this person's voice sounded with a hint of heat, but it was very low and did not spread. Only Yu Jiaoxue heard it.

Number eighty-fourth on the list, the snake demon Yin Feng!

The white skirt fluttered. The moment Yu Jiaoxue heard Yin Feng's words, a hint of coldness flashed across her cold and beautiful eyes. Then, jade-colored flames surged around her body, and her holy aura was clear to the world!

"Holy aura! Hahaha! It's so wonderful! Junior Sister Jiaoxue, your strength is indeed good, but it's a pity that you met me."

"I have practiced a special fighting skill that will release a red mist. As long as you get a little bit of it, you will feel extremely hot inside, and then you will be panting and losing your mind. In the end, you will take off your outer clothes to dissipate heat. Tsk, tsk, that kind of scene is really..."

Yin Feng's spit flew everywhere, and his obscene eyes became more and more intense. He actually wanted to humiliate Yu Jiaoxue in broad daylight, but before he could finish, his obscene expression solidified!

Bang!

The next moment, a powerful and unstoppable wave of terror exploded, and Yin Feng was hit from the front as if by ten thousand-foot mountains. He flew backwards like a dead dog, blood gushing out, and he was always indescribably injured!

"You... you are actually... the source... the source soul realm!"

Yin Feng trembled all over, his veins were exposed, and his colorful martial arts robe was soaked with blood. He screamed out this chrysanthemum intermittently, and then fainted with great fear and disbelief.

<="">Search "Kujiang.com" on WeChat, follow it and send the name of the work, and read the full text of the genuine version for free! The fastest update! You can also get 20 excavators! <="kj_ds_icon">