"It's too strong. The oscillating power is condensed into one strand, and then explodes completely at the moment of contact." Ye Chen felt that his right arm was numb, and his muscles and bones were so weak that he could hold the evil-breaking sword without losing control. It's the best he can do.
Trying to stabilize his body, Ye Chen used his immortal body to recover the dark wound on his right arm, and then he said in admiration: "It's such a move to run the magic knife, Ye Chen has seen it, dare to ask the king of the magic knife, how much strength was used for this knife?" ?”
How could he not feel that the Demon Sword King did not go all out. If the other party went all out, it might not be as simple as a slight injury to the right arm. The bones would be shattered and the muscles would be disintegrated. Of course, the other party could not be careless. It was a sparring, neither side used their real energy and willpower.
"About three points!"
The Demon Sword King said truthfully.
Even though he knew that the Demon Sword King didn't go all out, hearing the other party say that he only used three parts of his strength still made Ye Chen a little distracted. With this rampant magic knife, there are several high-ranking kings who can resist it.
"Brother Ye, do you want to come again?"
The Demon Sword King asked.
"Naturally come again."
Ye Chen felt itchy, and after a sparring with the Demon Knife King, he gained a new understanding of the power of shock, especially the last stroke of the Demon Knife, which made him feel suddenly enlightened.
"This knife, four points."
The Demon Sword King spoke to remind him, and then shot out straight again, the sword came out like thunder, and the light of the sword was extremely restrained, as if it could swallow even the sun's rays.
Ye Chen looked dignified, holding the Poxie Sword with both hands, leaning upwards, and slashed vertically with the sword.
Clang!
Sparks exploded, and violent air waves swept across all directions in an instant. The next moment, a small mountain nearby collapsed for less than half, and gravel was thrown into the air.
Same as last time, Ye Chen's right arm was limp and limp, with blood spurting out from his whole body.
"Huh? Improved!"
The Demon Sword King's expression froze, Ye Chen looked like this when he was three-point force, and Ye Chen still looked like this when he was four-point force, this is nothing but progress.
"sharp!"
The Demon Sword King was intimidated by Ye Chen's comprehension and learning ability.
"Come again!"
Ye Chen had already repaired the dark wound on his right arm, and said.
"Okay, this time it's five points."
Taking a deep breath, the Demon Knife King was very precise. He used the exact same sword move as before without a trace of error, but this time, the explosive power of the sword move was stronger, like a thunderclap, or a flash flood.
card wipe!
This is the sound of bones breaking, Ye Chen's right arm is bleeding.
"Progress can't keep up."
Ye Chen felt tight in his chest, and there was a bloody smell in his throat.
The shock force, the further you go, the more difficult it is to learn. Ye Chen can keep up with the rhythm of the Demon Sword King in the front, but he can't keep up with it in the back. After all, he is a human being, not a god. Always slow down.
"Is it still five points for the next knife?"
The Demon Sword King asked.
"It's okay, Liufen."
The Demon Knife King gradually increased the power of his sword, which gave him a sense of urgency. He didn't want to lose this sense of urgency. Humans are a kind of strange animal. The more urgent, the greater the potential to burst out. Of course, you must master it. One degree, or it will collapse.
"Then be careful."
The Demon Sword King understood Ye Chen's thoughts and struck out again.
This time, the muscles of Ye Chen's right arm disintegrated, and the bones were broken inch by inch. He used his own weaknesses to collide with the strengths of the Demon Sword King, and the result was naturally miserable.
It's like a high-level king doesn't use his own ultimate move, but uses an unfamiliar shock force to fight against the Demon Sword King, and the result will be much better.
I'm afraid that even one or two points of the Demon Sword King's strength can't handle it.
"Stop for a while."
Ye Chen suddenly stopped.
It wasn't that he couldn't bear it, but that he felt too much all of a sudden, and he didn't have time to digest it. If he took a little longer, the inspiration would fade away, so he closed his eyes immediately after saying this sentence.
"I have a feeling."
Demon Sword King knew it in his heart, stood in the void, and waited quietly.
"I see."
Not only Ye Chen has some insights, but Lan Shanmei also has some insights. Her magic sword art is passed down in the same line as the Demon Sword King. Although she didn't personally experience the Demon Sword King's rampant magic knife, she also benefited a lot from watching it from the sidelines. After all, she Unlike Ye Chen, Ye Chen has his own way, and what he practices is also swordsmanship. What she cultivates is the magic sword art handed down since the founding of the Demon Sword Sect.
Agitated in his heart, Lan Shanmei couldn't help pulling out the long knife and began to practice.
The ups and downs of the outside world have nothing to do with Ye Chen. He is immersed in the perception of the shocking power. In his mind, the phantom of the Demon Sword King is slashing at him again and again, and the movements are getting slower and slower. The clearer it is, it seems to be slowed down a thousand times, and every movement can be seen clearly.
The soul power is ten times that of ordinary people, which makes Ye Chen's simulation ability extraordinary, and his analysis ability can be called terrifying.
"That's right, that's it!"
Ye Chen didn't even open his eyes, he held the evil-breaking sword and waved it casually.
once!
twice!
After dozens of times passed, Ye Chen opened his eyes.
"Let's go six points this time!"
Ye Chen said to the Demon Sword King.
The Demon Sword King nodded.
Clang!
The result shocked the Demon Sword King. The previous time, Ye Chen's arm muscles disintegrated and his bones were broken inch by inch. This time, Ye Chen only had cracks in his muscles, but not his bones.
"The Wu surname is too scary."
For the first time, the Demon Sword King felt chills because of someone's understanding.
"really."
Ye Chen finally found the right way. The Demon Knife King is only going forward. The route he is researching is wrong, or it is a detour, so no matter how hard he tries, he can only approach perfection and cannot achieve perfection. Now The sparring with the Demon Sword King led him to the right path, and his progress began to be obvious.
At the seven-point strength, Ye Chen tried again the pain of his right arm being torn, but he quickly adapted to the seven-point strength of the Demon Sword King, and started to move towards the eight-point strength.
"This kid is definitely a freak. He actually made a big improvement in one day."
The Demon Sword King can't figure out why Ye Chen's progress is so great, it is simply beyond his imagination, breaking the common sense, in his opinion, no matter how talented, there must be a gradual process, no one can achieve it overnight, if Anyone who can do it is a god.
Of course, he didn't know that Ye Chen had been studying the second form of Zhenjian Jue for a long time, and he just stopped because of a detour, but his appearance brought Ye Chen back to the right path. With the previous accumulation, the progress is naturally rapid, and the perception of the shocking power is suddenly clear.
In addition, what cannot be ignored is that Ye Chen's savvy is indeed ridiculously strong. The savvy ten times that of ordinary people is a miracle in the first place.
The rampant magic knife reached eight points of strength, and its power suddenly rose to a higher level. Ye Chen failed to close the gap for more than ten times in a row. Surname, it is difficult to digest so much information in a short period of time, and my brain is a little swollen.
A little embarrassed, Ye Chen said: "King of Demon Sword, let's call it a day! I wonder if you have something to do recently?"
"Okay." The Demon Sword King heaved a sigh of relief, Ye Chen was tired, and he was also a little tired, because he was tired from being shocked by Ye Chen's understanding, "It's nothing to do recently, Meier and I are here to disturb you for a few days, no It will be trouble!" He had a clear mind, and immediately guessed what Ye Chen was thinking, in fact, if Ye Chen was replaced by him, he would probably not be willing to part with such a good partner.
"No trouble, I just want to stay with you for a few days."
Ye Chen generously admitted.
The Demon Sword King practiced hard, so Ye Chen naturally had to treat him well. After returning to the pavilion, he took out a jar of monkey wine from the storage spirit ring, and then took out three cups.
"This is the best monkey wine that a friend gave me, you two should try it."
Ye Chen filled them up for the two of them.
The Demon Sword King smelled it, his eyes lit up, and he drank it in one gulp.
"Good wine, I have never had such a good wine, no, this wine can increase cultivation." Swallowing the viscous monkey wine into the stomach, the energy in it was immediately refined into true essence, which was very pure.
Lan Shanmei took a sip, but her face was flushed from choking, and her body was hot. The energy contained in the monkey wine was too pure, which made the wine very powerful. With her cultivation base that had not yet reached the realm of life and death, she suddenly became drunk, and her body The real energy inside was surging, almost uncontrollable, and exploded.
He couldn't help but cast a blameful glance at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen said with a smile: "One jar of this top-quality monkey wine takes one year to brew, and one cup can increase the cultivation of a king in the realm of life and death for one month."
"It's really good wine." Demon Sword King couldn't help but glanced at the wine jar on the stone table.
In fact, increasing the cultivation base is the next thing. With the cultivation base of the Demon Sword King, a glass of monkey wine will not help. Only top-quality wine can be brewed, which can't compare with the best monkey wine.
"Come."
Ye Chen filled the Demon Sword King again.
That day, Lan Shanmei went to bed early, and Ye Chen and Demon Sword King drank a jar of monkey wine and became a little drunk.
Five days passed in a flash.
On this day, Ye Chen and the Demon Sword King continued to compete.
"Ye Chen, this time is very strong. In the same level, no one can take my rampant magic knife hard without being affected." Demon knife king held the black long knife in both hands and reminded.
"My sword is almost perfect, and I would like to thank you for your guidance in the past five days."
In five days, Ye Chen had a deep understanding of the power of shocks. He used to walk in a wild way, and he made rapid progress because of his high surname. Losing the advantage of surnames, it is difficult for the power of shocks to be improved. Achievement.
"Okay, take the knife!"
The Demon Knife King slashed across with his sword, and thunder and thunder exploded.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Chen's eyes burst into an astonishing light, and with a sword, the vitality of the surrounding world seemed to lose its core, and the space was also refracted, as if this sword was not a sword, but a beam of light.
boom!
The two of them remained motionless.
The next moment, the right arm of the Demon Knife King trembled violently, and countless sharp airflows oscillated from the right arm, as if a small storm was raging, which could not be restrained at all.
"What is this sword called?"
After breaking off his right arm, the Demon Sword King asked.
"Let's call it the Heavenly Scar Sword!"