Kendo God.

Chapter 135 Breathing out purple air, condensing the sword to kill

"Ye Qing, you are holding a long sword, but you are using a sword, it is an insult to the sword! Today, I will let you experience what is the real way of the sword, so that you understand before you die, you are not worthy of using a sword! "

With Zhou Changyue's long sword in his hand, his whole temperament seemed to be different. A completely different arrogance emanated from Zhou Changyue's body.
It was as if Zhou Changyue was doing a very sacred thing with the sword in his hand.

"The real way of the sword?"

Hearing Zhou Changyue's words, Ye Qing felt a little funny in his heart, he hadn't seen someone so courageous to use a sword in front of him for a long time, and still laughed at him for not being worthy of using a sword?
"I have a sword that can cut the world!"

Zhou Changyue suddenly let out a low cry, and then he waved his hand in front of him casually, the long sword in his hand trembled, the white light exploded, and the astonishing and dazzling white sword energy shot out, shooting straight at Ye Qing.

"呲呲!~"

Wherever the sword qi passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, and a high-frequency hum sounded, leaving a crack that seemed to be able to see the darkness in the endless depths of the starry sky.

At that moment, everyone felt an extremely dangerous feeling rising from the spine, as if it was a fierce sword cut from the ancient times, unstoppable,

"Sword Qi Transformation?"

Ye Qing was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Zhou Changyue to have such a level, no wonder he was so confident in his sword.

The sword Qi transforms into form, and a sword can have the power of spirit. This is a profound method that sword repairers can only master after using the sword to a certain extent.

The sword energy is extremely fierce, just like the sword in Zhou Changyue's hand, it gives people an extremely vicious feeling, although the momentum is not majestic, it is extremely compressed and powerful,
Zhou Changyue obviously wanted to finish his work with a single sword, displaying the peak strength and using the strongest means to kill Ye Qing.

Tong He's heart tightened, his palms were soaked in sweat, it was too late to stop Zhou Changyue's sword, could little friend Ye Qing stop it?

All the monks from the Lihuo Sect stared at each other, and raised their hearts.

"Zhou Changyue is worthy of being a disciple of Qingdan Hall. This method is really powerful. If he grows up over time, his achievements will be limitless. Ye Qing will surely die under this sword." Huo Shanba's eyes sparkled, and Ye Qing deserved to die if he dared to spoil his good deeds.

The sword light is straight forward, like a terrifying poisonous snake, biting Ye Qing.

"The intent of the sword is acceptable, but the style of the sword is insidious. It has lost the dominance of the sword. It is a heretical way, and it is vulnerable to a single blow."

In the face of a crisis, Ye Qing didn't change his expression. Suddenly, he took a wild breath, his chest puffed up, and then opened his mouth to let it out.

A stream of purple energy condensed to the extreme burst out from Ye Qing's mouth, and with the Shichen Umbrella rolled in his hand, the purple energy turned into sword energy and chopped out from the Shichen Umbrella.

Brilliant sword energy, supernatural powers as ancient as ever!
When the sword energy shot out from the Shichen Umbrella, everyone in the audience felt a sense of madness, domineering, and could sweep everything away, and the feeling of what is the use of such magical powers suddenly rose to their hearts.

Wherever the purple sword energy passed, Zhou Changyue's sword light melted and was chopped into pieces. There was nothing to stop the purple sword, and it flew across the ten-foot-long sky, sinking into Zhou Changyue's chest in an instant.

The speed was so fast that Zhou Changyue didn't even have a chance to react. He only felt a chill in his chest and lost contact with the spiritual power in his body, and he realized something.

The arrogance on his face gradually faded, and soon changed into a look of horror. He looked down at the gushing blood, and wanted to raise his hand to cover it, but his hand was unconscious, and the numbness came up like a tide ,
"Ye, ye..."

Zhou Changyue opened his mouth as if to call Ye Qing's name, but darkness fell suddenly, Zhou Changyue's body softened, and he fell to the ground with a "plop", his body trembled slightly, and his vitality was rapidly passing away.

Ye Qing closed the umbrella, and the purple energy dissipated, "The way of the sword, the meaning is higher than the form, not holding the sword, it is called the way of the sword."

Zhou Changyue seemed to still be able to hear these words, the trembling of his body froze suddenly, and then completely softened, and his vitality dissipated.

The audience fell silent for an instant, and there was no sound!

"Exhale purple air, condense the sword to kill! Little friend Ye Qing is not only good at alchemy, this sword technique is also extraordinary." Tong He's voice trembled.

At this moment, Tong He admired Ye Qing to the utmost, "Master Foundation Establishment, like little friend Ye Qing, is worthy of the name."

Huo Shanba's face was also full of shock, and he didn't leave for a long time.

This Ye Qing has only built the fourth level of foundation, but he has all kinds of methods, all of which are extraordinary, even the disciples of Qing Dan Hall should not be so exaggerated.

If all this is not what he saw with his own eyes, but was told by someone else, he would definitely pick it up, "What kind of thunder and fire alchemy, purple qi condensing sword, it's just like the story of You Fang's talker, it's all made up, it's not true at all." possible. '

"Zhou Changyue's swordsmanship is already extraordinary, but Ye Qing used his sword to kill the sword. This kind of method, Ye Qing's name, will sooner or later become famous in Shenluo." The disciples of the two sects looked at Ye Qing with shocking eyes, and they all had complicated feelings in their hearts. .

If they had such talents, how could they have been reduced to practicing in the sect today? The disciples in the orthodoxy are indeed not comparable to them.

"Huo Shanba!~"

Tong He suddenly yelled loudly, shaking Huo Shanba all over, and looked at Tong He unhappily, "What's wrong?"

"You can't think of it, you want to stop me from taking action, let Zhou Changyue persecute Master Ye, and now Zhou Changyue is killed by Master Ye, why do you have the face to stay here? Get out!" Tong He laughed arrogantly, his heart was extremely happy, He shouted and cursed directly at Huo Shanba.

Unknowingly, Tong He's address to Ye Qing also subtly changed, from "Little Friend Ye Qing" to "Master Ye".

"You!~"

Huo Shan blushed furiously, he was completely defeated in today's competition.

"You don't need to be arrogant, Ye Qing killed Zhou Changyue, sooner or later he will be held accountable by the Disciplinary Department." Huo Shanba held his breath, his face reddened, "Tong He, you won me today, it doesn't mean anything, the future is long, let's see who can laugh In the end it's the hero."

"Whether or when the Disciplinary Department will pursue responsibility has nothing to do with you." Tong He said with a cold face and a sarcasm, "Also, Huo Shanba, you can't even laugh for a while, and still talk to me about being a hero in the end? It's just for saving face."

"Tong He! Let's wait and see."

Huo Shanba's tone was stagnant, knowing that it was meaningless for him to stay any longer, and bickering was of no avail. After leaving a word, he waved his hand and led many monks of the Lingqi Sect to turn around. Dan Xinlou walked cleanly.

"Master Ye, I am very grateful. This is the Zen ink, from the Lihuo Sect!"

When Huo Shanba left, Tong He walked up and handed a rectangular wooden box to Ye Qing without saying anything. Be in awe.

"Thank you." Ye Qing took the wooden box, opened it to check, and after confirming that it was definitely the Zen ink, he put it in the storage bag.

"Master Ye, it's too polite of you to say that. You helped me win today, and a box of Zen spiritual ink is nothing to mention." At this moment, Tong He was so grateful to Ye Qing that he almost didn't care about his identity and age. We're married to Barra.

(End of this chapter)