Emperor of Death

Chapter 1528 Beheading
The sword light is bright and coquettish.

After a month of comprehension, Yechen realized the existence of the power of the sword and successfully integrated it into the exercises.

This process also made Yechen's understanding of Wuming swordsmanship advance by leaps and bounds. Although he hadn't reached the point of Xiaocheng, the power of using it at this moment is far beyond the past.

The martial arts performed by Yu Qingyang can be described as vulnerable to a blow in front of Wuming swordsmanship.

Wanjian Guizong is only an emperor-level martial skill. Although it is extremely fierce because it is a sword technique, how can it compare with the nameless sword technique.

One sword breaks all spells.

Layers of sword shadows were shattered by Ye Chen's sword, and they caught a glimpse in the void, as bright as meteors and as fast as lightning.

Ye Chen's figure also appeared behind Qing Yang.

Forbidden by the void, both of them maintained a motionless posture.

The next moment, Yechen's hand holding the sword spread out, and the magic sword turned into a stream of light and melted into Yechen's palm.

Yu Qingyang's white clothes fluttered, and his body remained motionless. Immediately afterwards, a line of blood spurted out from his throat, and rained blood in the void.

A single wound would not kill him, but the sword energy entering his body destroyed all the vitality in Yu Qingyang's body.

"Hehehe!" Yu Qingyang wanted to speak, but found that the vocal tube was broken and he couldn't make a sound.

Yechen said lightly: "Don't worry, I mean what I say. I will definitely keep your body intact and refine you into a zombie. Give it to my disciples."

Yu Qingyang turned his head back with difficulty, revealing the bloody wound, glaring at Ye Chen, his eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to swallow Ye Chen alive.

"Hehehe!" Yu Qingyang was still making a sound, his face twisted.

He is really not reconciled!
His strength has improved greatly, and he is on the verge of developing his ambitions and unifying the mainland.

He obtained a great adventure, relying solely on the inheritance of the Taixu Sword Sect, he can improve infinitely, maybe even reach the legendary god level, and reach the realm of immortality and immortality.

Everything should be so beautiful.

But now, it's time to die.

It was all gone, the spoils of his enemy, an enemy he would have liked to tear apart.

Yu Qingyang's expression froze, angrily staring at Yechen motionless.

Yechen stepped forward, grabbed Yu Qingyang's body, and threw it into the storage ring.

This is probably second only to the Dragon Emperor's spoils. His wealth is not as good as the Dragon Emperor's, but his own talent surpasses the Dragon Emperor's.

The Dragon Emperor possesses the body of a divine dragon, but his combat power is no match for Qing Yang, which shows how terrifying his talent is.

After doing all this, Ye Chen turned around, looked at Mr. Jian, and said calmly: "I won."

"..." Mr. Jian remained silent.

"I want to inherit!" Ye Chen said, "I have passed the assessment now, and even if I fail, it seems that you have no other choice, right?"

"You're right!" Mr. Jian said, "But..."

After speaking halfway, Mr. Jian fell silent again.

Yechen frowned, and said displeasedly, "If you have any questions, tell me!"

To be honest, although I am very excited about being able to continue to comprehend Mr. Jian's kendo, this does not mean that I have to have it.

Yechen has Yechen's arrogance. Now that he has comprehended the power of the sword, with his own ability, he can gradually deepen his understanding of the way of the sword, but it takes a lot of time.

With Mr. Jian here, you can take a shortcut, just like taking the original fruit in cultivation.

It's just that Ye Chen felt a little weird that a sword would hesitate.

"Because you are not suitable." A voice appeared above Ye Chen's head, Ye Chen looked up, but saw an old man in blue clothes.

The old man has a benevolent face, and his body is calm and unwavering, but his body is made of phantom, not a real body.

"Who are you?" Ye Chen asked in a deep voice.

The old man in blue said calmly: "You can call me a sword slave."

"Sword slave, good name." Ye Chen said indifferently.

Sword slave: "..."

"Tell me why it's not suitable, you obviously chose me." Ye Chen said.

After changing the subject, Jian Nu opened his mouth and said calmly: "The disciples of the Taixu Sword Sect naturally want to obtain all the inheritance of my Taixu Sword Sect, including the supreme skills of my Taixu Sword Sect. Only I Only the Taixu Sword Sect's skills can match the Taixu Sword Sect's swordsmanship, and only then can we truly show the power of my Taixu Sword Sect. You, you can forget your own skills, and thus specialize in the supreme of my Taixu Sword Sect Cultivation technique?"

"No!" Ye Chen replied without thinking, if it was Jian Xiao or Yu Qingyang, he would be very happy.

But Yechen is different, his main power will always be the power of reincarnation, no matter how many other powers there are, they can only become nutrients for the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

And with the power of the sword, Ye Chen's skills have been upgraded to an incredible level, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation is infinitely mysterious, and he can use more methods.

But the way of the sword, although sharp, is too simple.

The old man sighed softly and said, "What a pity, what a pity!"

Ye Chen said: "Since that's the case, why didn't you stop me just now, Yu Qingyang will definitely be happy to practice your exercises."

"..." The two were silent.

After a while, the sword slave said: "A person who fights for the righteousness of the human race is more important than a successor of the Taixu Sword Sect."

These words made Ye Chen respectful, and let Ye Chen know that Mr. Jian and Jian Nu in front of him are the same kind of "people" as him!
Ye Chen said: "Since you haven't found a suitable successor, then you can teach me the way of swordsmanship first. I'll just help you find a successor in the future. It's not convenient for you to hide here."

The old man in blue said: "Can you really find a successor for us?"

Yechen said indifferently: "Don't you guys like Yu Qingyang very much? When I refine him into a zombie, let him continue to be the successor of your Taixu Sword Sect."

Sword slave: "..."

Mr. Jian: "..."

The sword slave said: "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different."

Yechen said: "What if he can guarantee his loyalty to me? For example, if I let him die, he will die?"

Jian Nu said: "This is impossible. The zombies are violent. If they become Emperor Wu, they will not be controlled by others."

Yechen smiled and said, "If, is it really possible?"

Mr. Jian and Jian Nu were a little hesitant, accepting a zombie as the descendant of Taixu Sword Sect seemed unacceptable to the two of them.

In the end, Jian Nu said: "It's better to be a human race." This can be regarded as a disguised compromise.

After getting this answer, Yechen was determined, showed a bright smile, looked at Mr. Jian and said: "This tower is so tall, what is the next floor, take me up to have a look, okay?"

"No!" Mr. Jian and Jian Nu said in unison.

The sword slave explained: "The second floor is the inheritance of my Taixu Sword Sect. Unless you are willing to self-destruct your skills, you can't go up. It's a special kindness to pass on your swordsmanship. You can't even think about it.

(End of this chapter)