come to the heavens

"call!"

Ye Chen let out a breath to subdue the boiling blood all over his body, took a short rest, searched the three masked men in black, and found out some broken banknotes, two bottles of gold-creating medicines, and a few bottles from the leader's masked man's arms. He took out a cheat book with a black cover, on the cover was written the four ancient seal characters of 'Wu Sheng Jian'.

This should be the swordsmanship practiced by the leader of the man in black, and it is unsurprisingly a two-star low-grade martial art.

He temporarily put it away, and then replaced the weapon with the weapon of the leader of the man in black. His sword was better than the swords of other men in black.

After doing this, he went to the side stream to wash off the blood on his body, then turned and left.

About an hour after he left, a man in black who was also masked suddenly appeared out of thin air, lifted a pebble the size of a fist, flew out and killed a wolf that was gnawing on the corpse. After standing up and looking around, he suddenly darted towards one of the directions.

Unfortunately, this direction happened to be the direction Ye Chen left.

Ye Chen didn't know that someone was following him from behind. He was currently researching the secret book of Wushengshajian while crossing mountains and ridges.

Two-star martial arts is pretty good in this world. If you practice it to a great degree, you are also a first-class master in the Jianghu.

The more he studied, the more Ye Chen was amazed. I don't know who created this martial art. It is a complete killing swordsmanship. Every move and style in it is based on killing. Some sword moves are even more powerful. The move of exchanging injuries for injuries, which hurts both sides, is simply obsessed.

Because of this, this sword art has no defensive moves at all, but it is not inferior to the general two-star middle-grade sword art in terms of offense.

After studying carefully for almost an hour, I finally got started with swordsmanship. When I opened the attribute and ability panel, it showed that I had already started with the Lifeless Sword, and there was a green plus sign behind it, indicating that it could be improved through potential points.

He pondered for a while, and focused his attention on the top. There was a layer of ripples on the panel. The Wushengjian on it had changed from the entry level to the first layer. In his mind, a lot of information about Wushengjian instantly appeared. , as if he had really practiced this martial art.

But it's only one level, this feeling is not obvious, and looking at the attribute panel, it can be increased, and he continues to improve with a thought.

second floor...

Three floors...

Seven floors...

Ye Chen consumed 84 potential points in one breath, raising Wushengjian to the seventh floor.

At this time, a lot of information about the Wushengsha sword has appeared in his mind, as if he has practiced this sword technique for more than ten years, and every move has been imprinted in his bones, even the gesture of holding the sword is unknown. There is a small change in the feeling.

Chapter 48 Other Descendants

Wusheng Killing Sword has a total of eleven floors, and the seventh floor is not bad. It is estimated that it is not much worse than the masked black-clothed leader just now. If the two sides fight again, they may be able to defeat each other with their superb lightness skills.

It's just that the Inanimate Killing Sword, which is only seven floors up, is of course not to his liking, and the attribute power panel shows that it can still be improved, and his thoughts are like a hammer, and he smashes it down hard.

In a certain mud pond thousands of miles away, a bullfrog with the head of a normal person and covered in mud brown was lying in the grass, staring at the sky with its bulging eyes, and the loud and miserable "croaking" sound was heard far away. Anyone who knows frog language will know what the bullfrog is talking about.

"Lying grass, it's over this time, it actually fell on a frog, and it's bleeding."

Thousands of miles away, in another direction, the ground in the jungle was covered with withered and yellow fallen leaves. Suddenly, there was a rapid cry from under a fallen leaf, and two tentacles thick as fingers stretched out. After a while, a thick arm armor crawled out of it. The shiny black centipede, the centipede turned a blind eye to a bug next to it, looked up at the sunlight shining through the cracks in the trees, and seemed to be in a daze without moving for a long time.

In another city, a dozen ragged beggars lay here and there in a dilapidated temple.

Suddenly, a skinny old man with a broken arm opened his eyes wide, and his cloudy eyes slowly became clear, and then he lowered his head to look at himself, and the joy on his face immediately pulled down, revealing a wry smile:

"It turned out to be a one-armed old man, should I be glad to be reincarnated as a human being or depressed to be such a ghost!"

Gritting his teeth, he stretched out his hand and turned it over, a bronze-colored card that only he could see slowly turned in the palm of his hand:

"It's hard to come to this world, the opportunity is rare, fight!"

With a thought, the card disappeared, and he took out another prismatic crystal exuding a moving halo, and grasped it, streaks of light rose from between his fingers, and the aura on his body also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When he let go of his palm, the prismatic crystal had disappeared, and the aura emanating from his body was already very powerful. The yellowish skin that had been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time became tough, and his thin body resembled a It swelled up a circle like it was inflated, and two rays of light in the eyes shot out nearly a foot.

He stood up slowly, glanced at the sleeping beggars around him, stepped a few meters away, and quickly disappeared into the ruined temple.

Not long after the sun rose to the zenith and shot down directly from the roof of the ruined temple, the beggars woke up one after another and prepared to beg. No one noticed that there was an old man missing from the crowd.

There is another house that occupies an extremely large area. Behind a red wall in the backyard, in a wing room full of boudoir style, there is a beautiful girl lying on a light gauze flower bed.

After a while, the woman slowly opened a pair of star eyes, her eyes were puzzled at first, then she stood up happily and looked around, her eyes fell on the mirror on the dressing table beside the bed, which reflected a beautiful woman on the bed looking at her. Own.

"It's a good arrival this time, and it looks like she's still a lady."

The woman's eyes were bent into crescent moons, and her voice was as clear as a bell.

She looked into the room, and there was a maroon bookcase on the northeast corner of the wall. The warm sunlight came in from the vermilion carved wooden window, scattered on a set up Guqin, and the pink gauze curtain followed. The wind brought in some flower petals from the window and brushed the strings gently. A three-legged bronze incense burner was placed in the room, and bursts of cigarette smoke rose from the burner, wrapped in gauze curtains, and permeated the whole boudoir.

Outside the carved wooden window, a few long bamboo poles are covered with flower vines, and the dense green leaves are lined with purple flowers, which are delicate and bright, and look like a beautiful colorful satin from a distance.

She rang the bell beside the bed, and immediately a maid came in to help her dress up. After a long time, the gauze curtain parted, and a stunning beauty seemed to come down from the sky, and walked into reality as if in a picture. The light in the room seemed to be bright like.The maid on her body couldn't help but praise:

"Miss is so beautiful, I don't know which son, Sansheng, is lucky enough to be favored by Miss."

The corner of the stunning woman's mouth was slightly curved upwards, and the white paper fan in her hand gently blocked it, and waved:

"You go down first!"

The two maids bowed slightly and left the room. The stunning girl looked outside and sighed softly:

"This time... her wish is to marry the most powerful young hero in the world. This is really sad for this girl."

Among the barren mountains.

With a flick of the sword in Ye Chen's hand, he pierced through a thick, crooked tree in front of him without a sound, without a single sound, not even a sound when piercing through the tree.

"Good swordsmanship!"

The sudden admiration made his heart skip a beat, and he turned around instantly, seeing a man in black walking out of the woods, his pupils shrank.

The man in black was dressed the same as the men in black who had been killed before, but the three men in black were all covering their faces, while he was showing his face, as if he was not afraid of being recognized. Standing ten meters away in front of Chen, he smiled and said:

"You have such cultivation at such a young age, you are a genius."

Ye Chen's whole body's internal strength has been raised, and his feet are spread apart, ready to make any reaction at any time, without any expression on his face, he said:

"Can you clear up a doubt for me, Your Excellency?"

He answered the wrong question and the man in black was not angry, he raised his hand:

"You said."

He asked in a deep voice:

"Can you tell me why you want to destroy my Yizijianmen?"

The man in black didn't answer immediately, but pondered for a while before replying:

"It's not us who destroyed your Yizijianmen. This seat is one of the five Daoist masters of the Sacred Cult of Killing Life. He takes people's money and eliminates disasters for others. Someone asked us to attack Yizijianmen. What do you want? Find revenge on your employer."