Chapter 73 Death-Granting Sword Qi

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Today is the day when the sect competition begins.

This grand event is second only to the sect ranking competition in the land of Hundred Countries.

The new disciples of the ten major sects will show their skills on the stage.

Geniuses gather and compete against each other.

There will also be many dormant geniuses who will rise in one day!

No matter what, it is enough to attract attention.

"Ye Chen!"

In the main hall, Mu Wushuang walked in quickly.

Her steps were light and she had improved more than a month ago. Because Ye Chen gave her many middle-grade spirit stones, she practiced hard in seclusion during this period and finally broke through to the human Xuan realm.

Ye Chen was still practicing in the cauldron. He fought tirelessly with the Sword Emperor Light and Shadow for another month.

While breaking through to the human Xuan realm, he was finally able to defeat the half-step holy realm Sword Emperor Light and Shadow within a hundred moves.

This is also the source of his confidence.

In addition to these, Ye Chen also created a set of exercises.

After all, the Thousand Star Sword Body has a terrifying comprehension, which makes it possible for him to enter the state of enlightenment anytime and anywhere.

Take this set of exercises for example, the initial rating is a holy product.

It sounds really exaggerated.

Let alone the holy product, there are not even a few Xuan-grade exercises in the entire Hundred Kingdoms.

But this exercise can only be used by Ye Chen.

This is a new set of exercises formed after the integration of sword energy and finger techniques.

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying sword energy blooms to kill the enemy.

This exercise is called - Death Sword Qi!

Death Sword Qi not only requires a high level of sword comprehension, but also a strong physique. It can be said that Ye Chen created this exercise alone based on all his advantages.

Even if it is spread out, it is impossible for others to practice it successfully.

Because, a sword cultivator like Ye Chen is unique even if he looks at the whole world.

Death Sword Qi has a total of three levels.

First level, sword energy condenses, killing people with a flick of the finger. Second level, a finger of surprise, mountains collapse and the ground splits. Third level, the magic sword has spirit, and the stars fall. Now, Ye Chen's attainments are only at the first level, but even so, he can cause incredible lethality to the enemy unexpectedly, which is absolutely exaggerated and terrifying, and it is impossible to defend against.

Swish!

Ye Chen flicked his fingers and cast the sword energy of death.

The light and shadow of the Sword Emperor in front of him seemed to be hit by a giant beast, and his body flew a hundred meters away.

"Now, do you know my intention?"

The woman's cold voice sounded, "The secret pattern of creation can indeed improve everything, but there is no martial arts or sword skills suitable for you in the world. You are embarking on a unique road, destined to be alone, without companions or companions. You need to rely on your own understanding to create a martial arts suitable for you, and write a legend with your own hands!"

Ye Chen nodded, and he found that he had indeed underestimated his understanding.

Emperor veins, emperor body.

There is no second person in the world.

The Creation Secret Pattern is indeed the best aid, but sometimes, creating a technique by yourself is more fulfilling.

"Ye Chen, the sect competition is about to start, why are you still sleeping!"

Mu Wushuang's somewhat surprised voice sounded beside Ye Chen's ear.

Indeed, she couldn't figure it out.

Since he came back last time, Ye Chen has locked himself in the main hall and has never shown up.

I thought he was working hard, but who knew that when I came in, he was actually sleeping!

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen's consciousness immediately returned to his body.

He opened his eyes and saw that Mu Wushuang's pretty face was only 20 centimeters away from him. Even her breath sprayed on his face, which was a little itchy, like a kitten's soft claws scratching.

"Uh, you're awake."

Mu Wushuang quickly stood up, blushing and said, "I just want to see if you are really sleeping or pretending to sleep."

"The sect competition is about to start?"

Ye Chen stood up, put on a white robe and tied a belt.

"Well, all the new disciples are gathering in the square. The sect master will be here soon. There are still three hours before the sect competition officially begins. Do you... have confidence?"

Mu Wushuang's beautiful eyes looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen picked up the broken sword and wrapped it with white cloth inch by inch.

This process was very slow and gentle.

It was as if a very sacred ritual was being performed.

"This broken sword is the only thing my father left me. I don't know what it represents, but I will never disgrace it. This sect competition is the time for this broken sword to shine!"

Ye Chen put the broken sword wrapped with white cloth on his back again.

Then, a brilliant and sharp sword light burst out from his eyes.

It almost pierced through the void.

At this moment, Ye Chen seemed to flash with infinite brilliance.

Mu Wushuang saw it in his eyes, and his heart beat slightly faster.

This young man really has a lot of stories.

One can't help but want to know more about him.

Arriving at the sect square, many new disciples have already gathered here.

When they saw Ye Chen, all kinds of respect flashed in their eyes.

Who doesn't know the name of Ye Chen?

He is definitely the strongest among the new disciples of Qingxuan Sect.

Ninety-nine percent of the pressure of this sect competition will fall on Ye Chen.

Apart from him, Qingxuan Sect actually does not have many talented disciples this time, and no one can carry the banner.

"Senior Brother Ye Chen!"

"Hello, Senior Brother!"

The new disciples were respectful from the bottom of their hearts.

Ye Chen nodded, searched with his eyes, and finally saw many disciples of the Ye family not far away.

Ye Ning was heroic and heroic, and his realm had made some breakthroughs compared to the past, and he had already reached the Tianling realm.

As for Ye Meng, he reached the half-step Xuan realm.

Although he lost his legs, Ye Meng did not look depressed at all. Instead, his face was full of rosy glow, and he looked more energetic than before, especially his eyes, which looked more energetic.

"Brother! Sister Ning!"

Ye Chen walked forward and smiled, "How have you been practicing these days?"

"Haha, brother Chen, thanks to you, this air-breaking fist technique is surprisingly suitable for me. Now I have mastered it. My combat power has increased greatly compared to before. Besides, the sect master also takes good care of me and has selected many techniques for me."

Ye Meng laughed and raised his hand to punch.

A violent roar exploded out of thin air, and the air waves surged.

"So strong."

Many new disciples around were shocked.

I still remember that Ye Meng's strength was not strong at the beginning. He was definitely the most inconspicuous among all the disciples. At most, he was more diligent than ordinary people. I didn't expect that the hard training during this period would improve him so much.

"Brother, I will find more techniques that suit you in the future!"

Ye Chen smiled, and a huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, a thunderous roar sounded in the void - "Ye Chen, come out and die!"