Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

Outside the iron room, Ye Chen stood with his sword in his arms, and as the thunderclouds gradually accumulated in the sky, his face became more and more solemn.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sky suddenly turned dark. This was destined to be a day of bloodshed. With the birth of a divine soldier, there must be a bloody storm. This is already common sense in the world.

At this moment, hundreds of monks stepped into the formation of Wuming Mountain. Although more than half of them were blocked from the formation, this formation was already terrifying enough.

At this moment, a resolute voice fell from the sky, like the sound of a golden gun, with strong coercion, as long as a bell.

"Those who dare to come and interrupt my casting of divine weapons, even if you go to the poor and fall to the underworld, I will smash your corpse into thousands of pieces!"

This is the voice of Master Tie. He has already sensed the attack of the crowd and issued a warning in advance.

However, this warning did not dissuade everyone.

A middle-aged man said loudly: "Master Iron, we did not intend to offend, but to protect the forge of the master, so as to prevent the magic weapon from being taken away by the villains of the evil sect."

As soon as these words came out, everyone agreed.

"That's right, everyone is a member of the righteous way. We are here to protect the magic weapon so that it will not fall into the hands of the wicked."

"me too."

Suddenly, before the words were finished, thunder billowed from the sky and landed directly on Master Tie's iron room.

Master Tie also quickly threw the newly formed magic weapon high into the sky, making it welcome the baptism of the sky thunder.

When they saw this magic weapon just now, everyone at the scene was surprised, because they only saw half of the hilt and nothing else, but they clearly felt the breath of the magic weapon.

It wasn't until the divine sword was wrapped by the billowing thunder that the outline of the divine sword was seen. The whole body was transparent, but the fierce aura was real, and it could kill people almost invisible.

Everyone at the scene was moved.

Seeing everyone advancing one after another, Ye Chen sacrificed the Xuanwu Sword and the Taishang Xuanling Sword at the same time, wanting to fight with all his strength.

This time, hundreds of people around him whose cultivation levels were not lower than his came at the same time. It was destined to be a fierce battle, and he wanted to show his strongest combat power.

"Two divine weapons!"

After seeing this scene, everyone's eyes lit up on the spot.

Counting the divine weapons that have not yet been forged, there are a total of three divine weapons, which are completely worth their shot, even the risk.

"Young man, the water in Nanlitian is too deep for you to grasp. Let me keep this magic weapon for you."

At this time, a cold look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he said: "If you all intend to rob, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The crowd almost swarmed up.

At this time, Ye Chen danced the two swords in his hands and swung two sword gestures at the same time. Although it was just a tentative move, it killed several people with one sword.

"Look at the sword!"

Ye Chen rushed into the crowd quickly, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, opening and closing the two swords in his hands, displaying a set of thick and imposing sword skills.

Hands cooperate with each other, it is like two people joining forces, almost no one can stop it for a while.

The battle lasted for more than ten breaths. At this time, everyone seemed to be dying, and continued to swarm to them, working together to unleash various powerful martial arts.

"A knife Shura!"

"Heavenly Sword Technique!"

Ye Chen had never tried it before, and he used two kinds of magic at the same time.

At this time, the two divine swords swung out different trajectories at the same time, and released two completely different auras, carrying a strong ancient aura.

"cut!"

The two swords fell at the same time, one vertical and one horizontal, covering the sky with clouds and sun, distorting the void. This powerful sword force makes people feel terrifying.

Immediately, the Wuming Mountain shook for a while, and the surrounding aura was sucked out, and then the air waves created by the powerful sword moved around.

Such a sword killed more than 100 people in an instant.

But the aftermath still hasn't calmed down, and continues to spread around, causing sand and rocks to fly hundreds of feet around.

After more than ten breaths, the aftermath finally subsided, and the surroundings were completely silent.

The last thunder tribulation has fallen, and the sky-filled sword momentum has also ended. Among the hundreds of feet around, there is only one person standing in the sky-filled dust.

The surrounding cultivators had been completely killed, not even a scream could be heard, and there was no complete body found at the scene.

Seeing such a scene, hundreds of monks outside were all terrified. They had never seen such a scene.

With a burst of wailing, the remaining monks fled in all directions, not daring to stay too long for fear of being beheaded suddenly.

Ye Chen put his sword back and stood. At this time, less than [-]% of the divine power in his body was left, but fortunately he defeated everyone and shocked the rest.

After swallowing some pills, he walked slowly to the door of the iron room.

"Thank you, Master Tie." He respectfully thanked him.

At this moment, Master Tie was shocked.

"You, you, you really ruined my place of residence. This unnamed mountain is now bloody, and I really can't be fooled."

Master Iron sighed helplessly.

He waved his hand at Ye Chen again, "Let's go, let's go."

So Ye Chen originally wanted to make up for him, but now he had no choice but to leave with the Excalibur.

"This magical weapon was built for Xuanxin, and it has experienced thunderstorms, so let's name it Tianxin."

Back in the Holy Land, Ye Chen came directly to Xuanxin's room.

"Give you a present."

Take out Tianxin from the storage bag, and at this time, a dense aura of heaven and earth is emitted, mixed with cold elements, and some thunder attribute elements that have not yet dissipated.

Seeing this magical weapon, Xuan Xin's eyes lit up.

Surprised for a moment, she said, "No wonder, it took a lot of trouble to create this divine sword, right?"

Ye Chen scratched his head, "No way, it's just beheading hundreds of demigods."

Hearing this, Xuan Xin almost blacked out on the spot and passed out.

Killed hundreds of demigods, is this human?

Even if the opponent stands still, the demigod body can be regarded as separated from the mortal body and cannot be easily killed.

Seeing that Ye Chen still hadn't fully recovered from the divine power he lost yesterday, Xuan Xin was moved and hurried forward to hug him.

"The birth of a divine soldier will definitely set off a bloodbath. I really don't want to see you taking such risks." Xuan Xin said.

"Next time I'll be more careful and won't take such a risk."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen's feet were lifted off the ground, and Xuan Xin had already picked him up, and then put him on the bed, and then she lay down herself.

Three days later, a beautiful figure stepped on Qingluan and flew out from the sky above the secret realm, and flew straight into the hall.

"I'm out!"

Kong Linger cried out happily.

Hearing this, His Holiness smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"You are out of customs, so how is the harvest this time?"

"I learned the holy sword technique!" Kong Linger said.

As soon as these words came out, the saint's body shook on the spot and almost fell down.