Chapter 270 Wanjian Chaozong

When a few people came over, they saw a huge scene from a distance.

In the distance, Ye Chen stood there quietly, motionless like a javelin. He closed his eyes, his clothes and white hair were windless and automatic, but his whole body was haunted by illusory sword shadows, shooting back and forth, constantly neighing, each sharp, and a large number of letting go. Human scalp tingling.

Standing among the ten thousand swords, he is no longer a person, but a fierce divine sword, the head of the ten thousand swords.

"I... I rely on it." Seeing this scene, Situ Nan couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Okay... so many swords!"

"Such a huge secret technique, is it a group attack?"

"Ye Chen actually realized such a secret method."

When everyone was amazed, Ye Chen, who was not far away, moved, slightly raised the Chixiao sword, and then suddenly fell, pointing to one side.

Wanjian Chaozong!

As he whispered, the sword shadows of Wan Dao lingering around him screamed, as if they were listening to his orders. All together.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Immediately, in the Hall of Ten Thousand Techniques, the sound of swords squeaked, each with unparalleled formidable power, and the simultaneous release of ten thousand swords was even more powerful, each with a mysterious and sharp sword intent.

Situ Nan's eyes were straight when they saw this huge scene.

"This...is this a sword formation?" Shi Yan opened his mouth.

"It's not a sword formation." Liu Yi pondered, "it's a kind of swordsmanship that transforms itself into the head of ten thousand swords, and Yu Wanjian is a magical weapon. Wherever the heart wants, the sword will destroy it, and one sword will transform ten thousand swords. Sword, Wanjian Chaozong."

"It's... so condescending." After listening to Liu Yi, Situ Nan subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Junior Brother Ye can't cultivate anymore, and he is still able to comprehend such a powerful supernatural power. What a genius like a monster!"

"I'll wait, it's not as good as him."

"Return to one." When everyone was amazed, Ye Chen, who was not far away, whispered.

Then, the flying shadows of ten thousand swords merged into his body and disappeared.

And he, the momentum changed greatly, really like a peerless sword.噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

Soon, the shadows of ten thousand swords disappeared one after another, and Ye Chen's fierce sword momentum was also restrained in his body, and he became ordinary, like a mortal.

call!

At this point, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, the dark eyes became more profound and restrained, and there was a little confusion in the clear eyes.

Perhaps, his Wanjian Chaozong still has shortcomings, far from reaching the realm of transformation, just like body refining, it needs to be polished over time.

Huh?

Turning around slightly, Ye Chen realized that Situ Nan and the others were far away, "When did you come?"

"It's been a long time." Situ Nan pinched his ears, "Isn't it because you're pretending to be complacent?"

"Nonsense, where am I here to understand the sword?"

"Junior Brother Ye, your magical power is very powerful." Liu Yi smiled slightly.

"It's okay!" Ye Chen smiled.

"Go away."

With Situ Nan's urging, the nine people walked outside one after another.

During this period, Situ Nan and Nie Feng peeked at Ye Chen more than once,

They secretly thought that this little junior brother who couldn't cultivate is not an ordinary hang!

After leaving the Palace of Ten Thousand Techniques, the huge stone gate was closed.

They didn't see Yang Dingtian, so they respectfully bowed to the two Supreme Elders who were guarding the Palace of Ten Thousand Arts, then turned and left.

It was originally agreed to go out and drink, but after everyone went out, they rushed back to their own cultivation peaks, and they still needed to understand the secret techniques they learned in the Treasure Hall of Ten Thousand Techniques.

Wow!

Ye Chen stretched his waist fiercely and walked towards Wanbao Pavilion.

Huh? Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was walking when a voice came from an oncoming disciple.

It is really said that Ye Chen is attracting attention wherever he goes now, so that more and more people look at him, most of them pointing at him.

For these, Ye Chen directly ignored it, and he was too lazy to reason with these gossip disciples.

However, just because he doesn't look for trouble doesn't mean that some people don't look for trouble.

On the opposite side, a figure in purple has already walked over, surrounded by more than a dozen disciples, take a closer look, but it is Zuo Qiuming!

"Yo! Isn't this our hero?" Zuo Qiuming shook the folding fan lightly, looking at Ye Chen up and down with interest, "Tsk tsk tsk! Brother Ye! I heard that your cultivation base is abolished. ?"

"What do you want to say." Ye Chen picked his ears.

"It's nothing." Zuo Qiuming smiled playfully, "Since Junior Brother Ye has become a wreck, why don't you hand over the medicinal pills and spiritual liquid that you have cultivated. Senior Brother, I will not treat you badly."

As soon as these words came out, the scene was full of discussions, and even a fool could see that Zuo Qiuming was trying to take advantage of the fire! Knowing that Ye Chen Xiuwei was abolished, he jumped out to bully Ye Chen.

"Brother Zuoqiu, aren't you too..."

"Get out of the way." There was really a disciple who wanted to make it clear for Ye Chen, but before he finished speaking, Zuo Qiuming shouted and threw him back.

He drank those disciples away fiercely, and Zuo Qiuming looked at Ye Chen in front of him playfully again, "Junior Brother Ye, do you take it out yourself, or Senior Brother, I will take it out for you."

Huh?

Hearing Ye Chen whispering, he couldn't help but look towards one side, "Why isn't that girl wearing clothes."

"No clothes? Are you there?" On the spot, no less than forty disciples turned their heads and ran to the place where Ye Chen was looking, including Zuo Qiuming.

However, when they looked over, they found out that Ye Chen was looking at the place, not to mention a woman without clothes, not even a fly.

"You're kidding me." Zuo Qiuming turned his head sharply.

However, just as he turned his head, he saw a slap in the face.

Snapped!

The applause was very crisp, and Zuo Qiuming was staggered by a slap on the spot. The whole person was stunned, and before he regained consciousness, he found that someone grabbed one of his arms.

Then, he felt the soles of his feet leave the ground and his body lost balance.

Seeing this, the disciples present basically covered their eyes subconsciously.

boom!

Then, there was a roar, Zuo Qiuming was smashed to the ground, and he smashed the earth out of a human-shaped pit. .

It was Ye Chen who threw him like this. In Hengyue, this stunt of smashing people seemed to be his patent.

"This... so hanging." Seeing this scene, the eyes of the disciples present were all stared.

"He...isn't he dead?"

"You are blind! He is a sneak attack, and sneak attacks are not moving."

"Are you, mother, blind? Haven't you heard that a thin dead camel is bigger than a horse? He is a ruthless person who has defeated the mysterious body. Even if he becomes a waste person who can't cultivate, not everyone can bully him. of."

"It's not my fault." Ye Chen had already patted his butt and left, before leaving, he did not forget to leave Zuo Qiuming's storage bag.

what.....!

Behind him, there was a hysterical roar from Zuo Qiuming.

This is the third time. He has already been robbed by Ye Chen for the third time. The first time was in the deserted forest, the second time was in the back of the inner door, and now he is here again. His hard-earned property , was completely robbed by Ye Chen.