Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

Two blue figures walked one behind the other, the sharp sword energy passing by each other from time to time, and their similar eyes reflected each other's figures.

One after another, the sword energy swept across the entire world, and both of them had many scars on their bodies.

The bones of Ye Ling'an's hands were exposed, and there were several scars on them, left by the sword energy.

In a competition, every bit of soul power is crucial. Ye Ling'an did not consider using soul power to recover her wounds for the time being, unless she was on the verge of death.

By then, skills no longer matter, what matters is your own strength.

Sometimes power is the most direct.

Jun swung his sword with an indifferent expression, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Ye Ling'an was not having a good time either. There were wounds all over his body, and there was still a little bit of sword energy left. The marks left on the delicate skin looked hideous and terrifying.

Ye Ling'an didn't pay attention to these wounds and kept fighting with Jun. Jun's fighter skills were extremely ruthless, and he specifically targeted areas where Ye Ling'an's defense was weak, and the wounds caused by his sword energy were mixed with the power of frost. If Ye Ling'an had not been immune to the power of frost, the wound would have been covered with thick ice and snow instead of just a little sword energy remaining.

Magnificent colors swept the entire world, the figures of the two people flickered in and out, a sword energy slashed across, the water surface swayed, and they stayed in mid-air as if they were gods coming to the world. The weak sword energy cut off a section of hair and fell to the ground.

Ice and snow condense, everything melts, the end of life and rebirth are reflected in this moment.

The surging blue soul power condensed on the Han Ying Sword, Ye Lingan said with a calm face, "The number one soul skill, Wu Forgetting."

Jun dodged the blow, blue spiritual power condensed in his hand, and a sword formation appeared under his feet.

The sound of space breaking sounded, and blue light shone across the entire world.

"It is better to rely on sword skills than to rely on soul skills. Swords are countless times more powerful than so-called martial arts."

"Han Ying Ten Styles."

"Seventh style - burial."

A sword dragon emerged from the sword formation and cut through the space, heading straight towards Ye Ling'an.

She turned the Han Ying Sword over and blocked the blow. The blue soul power formed a protective shield to cover her, and the sword dragon impacted the protective shield.

The world has lost its color, and only this blue light keeps flashing.

Ye Ling'an has always relied too much on soul skills and rarely uses sword skills because people here use soul power to attack.

To use sword skills, she has to convert them into spiritual power. It is difficult for soul power to support the consumption of a set of sword skills, so Ye Ling'an will not use sword skills unless necessary, because he feels that the conversion of soul power and spiritual power is too time-consuming.

Furthermore, what matters when fighting is strength and time.

"A real sword should be fearless and full of edge, and should be indifferent to everything in the world."

Jun's figure is floating, and her voice is without any emotion, just like a warning from a god to the world.

The ethereal voice fell on Ye Ling'an's ears.

"You had this when you were young. Why have you lost this advantage now? I don't understand. I even think that caring too much will make you more afraid of losing. Especially if you are stagnant, otherwise you will abandon everything and live only for yourself."

The Han Ying Sword condensed and formed in her hand, which was exactly the same as the one in Ye Ling'an's hand.

Jun is indeed the sword spirit of Hanying Sword, and he did not deceive Ye Lingan on this point. When Ye Lingan said something about Jian Xin before, her words were only three-thirds credible.

"When the heaven and earth first opened, they turned into pure air and turbid air. The gods and demons were born together, and the world had order. After all things appeared, we also appeared one after another, but we were sealed in one world. The vicissitudes of the sea are like one day for thousands of years. I just stay in that world, just waiting for the destined person to appear."

"That day, I came to the world in response to your call, and then I came to life. The young man who was once a bright and angry boy has become calm and indifferent now. You have changed a lot, and to be honest, I appreciate you more than you were before."

"Those who are unafraid of all things and move forward should be the masters of my Hanying Divine Sword."

"People change, but hearts never change. Have you lost your original intention?"

"I came to the world at your call and have been bound to your soul for a long time. No matter how time changes, you are my master."

"The Divine Lord controls the Divine Sword of Ten Thousand Destructions, the Demon Lord controls the Nine-Breaking Divine Sword, Li Xingchen of the Wu clan controls the Divine Sword of Starfall, and Bei Liejiao controls the Divine Sword of Beili... As long as anyone can summon the Divine Sword, no matter what race he is, As long as you can grow up, you must be a powerful person. This is also the main reason why Li Xingchen can't let you live."

Those blue eyes were full of anger towards Ye Ling'an.

She admired Fang Lingyun more than Ye Ling'an. Because Fang Lingyun's character best meets her requirements.

Ye Ling'an didn't speak, she just used actions to express her thoughts. Instead of continuing to argue, it would be better to let her witness her own strength.

Even though her memory has been lost, she is still the young man with a firm heart.

People can forget everything, but things engraved in their instincts cannot be forgotten easily.

No matter how baptized the years are, people are still the same people.

Pillars of sword light rose from the ground, and soul power surged like a sea of ​​clouds supporting her soul skills.

Ye Lingan did not choose to use sword skills because she found that her spiritual power would drain faster here, but her soul power could last longer.

Therefore, she changed the way she used her sword skills and used her own soul skills to launch this move.

This move is called Sword Intent Like the Sea.

Each sword light contains her knowledge of the sword and is the most realistic portrayal of her sword heart.

That sad voice emanated from the sword intention.

Jun's eyes suddenly widened. As a sword spirit, she had a deep understanding of the sword's intention.

Did she really make a mistake?

Not only did Ye Ling'an not become weaker with the passage of time, but his sword skills became more mature.

A person who can exude such sword spirit will definitely achieve great success in the future.

The blue light hits Jun, and the impact from the Tao can be said to be very violent. Jun's face turned pale and his hands trembled slightly.

……

"An'an."

There was worry in his brown eyes.

Because he saw Ye Ling'an's tightly furrowed brows, and there was something wrong with that unhappy look on his face.

Could it be the backlash of excessive consumption of soul power?

No, he had never heard of backlash when a soul master uses soul skills.

A strange breath suddenly broke in, Xie Yue turned around and saw that it was a black-haired woman.

From the appearance point of view, he is very similar to No. 1 Yayun. People who are familiar with No. 1 Yayun can tell the difference between the two from the first glance.

Xie Yue's face tightened, but he was still maintaining his soul power. Because she had noticed something was wrong with Ye Ling'an before, Xie Yue did not dare to end the battle rashly, so she could only use her soul power as much as possible in order to maintain the status quo and not irritate Ye Ling'an who was in meditation.

You must know that sudden changes in the outside world may affect Ye Ling'an's perception, which is why Xie Yue dare not act rashly.