At the moment when the three wooden swords came out, Yang Ye's sword also came out.
Yang Ye's sword is a little later than theirs!
Just a little bit!
Three sword lights flashed across the field.
chi chi chi chi wrong...
In the field, one after another tearing sound followed.
After a breath.
The field fell silent.
In front of Yang Ye's chest and under his left sternum, two streaks of blood spurted out.
However, in front of Yang Ye, a sword mark appeared between the three wooden brows.
The three woods stopped, and Yang Ye also stopped!
The sword of rebirth in Yang Ye's hand has fallen to the ground.
It's not that the Sword of Rebirth has fallen, but his right arm has fallen.
His entire right arm was cut off at the root!
Now he has no hands!
After a few breaths, the three wooden figures stepped aside, and the wooden figures at the head gave Yang Ye a slight salute, Yang Ye nodded, and then walked to the box.
The box opened automatically, and a white shadow floated out.
It was the woman in the white dress.
But this is illusory, obviously, not the deity!
The woman in the white dress looked at Yang Ye, who was already indescribable, and smiled slightly, "You have come here."
Yang Ye nodded.
He was covered with sword wounds all over his body, and he couldn't even speak now. He knew that he would definitely not recognize himself now.
Horrible!
The woman in the white dress gently touched Yang Ye's bloody hair that covered her eyes, and then said softly, "Come with me!"
Yang Ye followed the woman in the white skirt out of the hall.
Outside the hall, the sky was blood red, and that was the remaining afterglow.
The woman in the white dress said softly, "Dead family, this is the place where I once stayed. I used to be here and have many good memories. In the end, I personally killed all the strong people here."
Yang Ye tilted his head to look at the woman in the white dress.
The woman in the white dress smiled and said: "I used to think that those who were strong in fate could not die. I could unite with them and let everyone coexist in this three-dimensional universe. This is my original intention. I have almost persuaded the black girl, but... "
Speaking of this, she shook her head and smiled. She sat on the stone steps, and after a moment of silence, she said again: "In the past, there were ten clans in this world. Outside of the Spirit of Space, it can be said that there are the strongest. The ten clans are very ambitious, especially the reincarnated clan, because they possessed the power to reincarnate back then, and their strength was second only to another clan, that is, the Yang clan."
"Yang clan?"
Yang Ye couldn't help but speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a tearing feeling at the corner of his mouth.
It hurts too much!
The woman in the white dress nodded slightly, "Yang Clan, a race of humans back then, in fact, was originally a human race, but the head of this family is a bit special, she abruptly separated the Yang clan from the human race, so that the original heavens All Realms acknowledge their existence."
Speaking of which, she glanced at the position of Yang Ye's abdomen, and then said, "The Erya in you is practicing the exercises she once created."
Yang is not dead!
At this moment, Yang Ye knew who the woman in the white skirt was talking about.
The woman in the white dress smiled and said, "That woman is not ordinary. It's a pity..."
Speaking of this, she shook her head slightly, and then returned to the topic, "I used to stay in this deceased clan, and I wanted to change the thoughts of the strong people of this deceased clan. I told them, don't go to that four-dimensional universe. Go. They will die, because they didn't have the strength at the time. Unfortunately, they didn't listen, not only did they not listen, but they also made up my mind."
Yang Ye looked at the woman in the white dress, "What do you mean?"
The woman in the white dress smiled and said, "They took advantage of my trust in them, and then trapped me with some formations, trying to enslave me..."
Yang Ye: "..."
The woman in the white dress added: "Their idea at the time was to use my power to help them open up the three-dimensional universe and send them directly to the four-dimensional universe."
Yang Ye shook his head.
Isn't this killing it
This white-dressed woman usually looks very approachable and is not dangerous, but, don't forget, she is one of the destiny!
Isn't it courting death to hit such a person's idea
At this time, the woman in the white dress said again: "I gave them a chance, but unfortunately, they didn't cherish it. They personally ruined my good feelings for this place. At that time, I wiped out all the powerhouses in the entire deceased family."
"Those ordinary people?" Yang Ye asked softly.
The white-skirted woman smiled and said, "I didn't kill them, but, after there are no strong people in the realm of fate, they are no better than the third-rate forces, so those people all fled for their lives. Over time, this place has become a land of ruins, only I come here occasionally to see it."
Yang Ye was silent.
The woman in the white dress glanced at Yang Ye, "You know? After that time, I knew that it was impossible to live together peacefully. Everyone's ambitions are very big. After they reach their destiny, they want to be better Floors, this is naturally normal, but unfortunately…”
"What a pity?" Yang Ye asked.
The woman in the white dress smiled and said, "They don't know the dangers outside, they think the outside is good, but in fact, the outside is not good at all."
Speaking of this, she stood up and looked at the sky, "Do you think we are selfish?"
Yang Ye remained silent.
The woman in the white dress smiled and said, "I have to be selfish, I am not selfish, you are all dead!"
"What do you mean?" Yang Ye asked again.
The woman in the white dress smiled and said, "Did you know about those eyes before?"
Yang Ye nodded.
It was the pair of eyes that once chased after the black girl.
The woman in the white dress smiled and said, "It's main target is me, but if I'm not here, who do you think its target will be?"
Yang Ye: "..."
The woman in the white dress suddenly laughed, and the laughter was quite desolate, "I used to be, Zhantian Tu Dao, and left a free environment for the creatures of this three-dimensional universe. At that time, a group of like-minded people died a lot, a lot. , I was almost the only one who survived in the end, not because I didn't want to save them, but because I was powerless at the time. Once the three-dimensional universe was so powerful, you couldn't imagine it."
As she said that, she shook her head and smiled, "However, later people in this world regard me as the biggest enemy... What do I tell you what to do."
After speaking, she sat down and fell silent.
After a long time, Yang Ye broke the silence, "It's complicated."
The woman in the white dress nodded slightly, "It's very complicated, we won't talk about that. You passed two tests, but this is just the beginning. There's still more, go forward, when you reach a teleportation formation, you The test is over."
Saying that, the body of the woman in the white dress gradually became illusory.
And just when she was about to dissipate completely, she suddenly looked at Yang Ye, "I'm very pleased that you didn't use your profound energy. So, I'll reward you a little!"
The voice fell, and a mysterious profound energy directly enveloped Yang Ye!
Tai Yi Xuan Qi!
An existence more terrifying than Hongmeng Ziqi!
In an instant, Yang Ye's injuries were almost recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only that, but his hands gradually grew out at this moment.
It's finally back to normal!
Yang Ye seemed to have thought of something, and he quickly asked, "A woman named 'Tu' beat me up before, who is she?"
Slaughter!
The woman in the white skirt lifted the corner of her mouth slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared, "Who told you to litter other people's things!" The voice fell, and she completely disappeared from the field.
Throwing people's things
Yang Ye is a little confused!
This woman didn't explain things clearly, and she was also very appetizing, which made people feel itchy.
After a while, Yang Ye stopped thinking about other things. He walked towards the hall with the sword of death, and he came to the three trees again.
Keep practicing the sword!
Although he had won a point at the cost of his arm before, it was a bit of a fluke. Of course, the most important thing was that he hoped to continue the fight and fight with these three wooden figures.
The battle begins again!
In the entire hall, sword lights criss-crossed.
In this way, Yang Ye practiced with the three wooden figures in the hall for nearly a month before he left.
One month!
Yang Ye knew that his sword had been quietly changing.
Because in the final period, when he used a wooden stick as a sword to fight against the three wooden statues, there was not much difference.
The only difference is that the Sword of Rebirth is indeed stronger than the wooden stick... Also, the Sword of Rebirth has its own spirit.
In general, maybe the sword doesn't make any difference to some people, but one thing, there is a difference between a sword and a sword.
Yang Ye left the hall and moved on.
This time, he already had some confidence ahead.
This kind of confidence is not the same as before. In the past, he was because of his own cultivation and because of his various artifacts, but now, his confidence is just the sword in his hand!
This confidence is much purer than before.
And at this moment, the mutation protruded.
Yang Ye suddenly turned his head, and there, a huge fist slammed towards him!
He saw clearly.
It was the sculpture he encountered when he first came to this world, and the other party was obviously lying in ambush here.
Looking at the punch, Yang Ye's face was expressionless. At this moment, he felt that the opponent's punch was full of flaws!
It's all flaws!
Yang Ye shook his head slightly, turned to the side, and the fist missed his face by an inch. At this time, a sword was inserted into the back of the fist, and then the sword was pulled down along the back of the fist...
laugh!
In an instant, the entire arm of the sculpture was cut open, and not only that, Yang Ye had already come to the sculpture.
Sword over!
laugh!
A sword passed through the crotch of that statue!
Behind the sculpture, Yang Ye made a move with his right hand, the sword flew into his hand, and Yang Ye slowly disappeared into the distance with the sword in his hand.
And behind Yang Ye, the statue suddenly knelt down, clutching his crotch with both hands and moaning constantly.