Chapter 1494
Su Chen's eyes are bright and smiling.
A flash of body shape.
He appeared in front of one of the graves.
First of all, Su Chen bowed respectfully: "senior. Younger generation Su Chen. Want to test the sword
Yes.
Su Chen's idea is not to follow the will of the emperor in the sword tomb to learn from their swordsmanship, but Challenge.
A real swordsman, to the end, finally, can be classified as a word, that is, war.
Any Kendo is for fighting.
There are so many swordsmen in the whole tomb. If they can challenge one by one, they will definitely gain a lot.
What's more, he has a talent that no one else has, that is, immortality.
Other people dare not challenge the will of these emperor swordsmen. After all, even though these emperor swordsmen have passed away for countless years, their will still retains one percent or one thousandth of the strength of that year's kendo. Even if the one thousandth is extremely horrible, it can also kill the existence of a lot of heaven's Taoism. If they want to challenge, they will die.
But Su Chen, dare.
Anyway, he can't die!!!
These swordsmen have the strongest will and are not strong enough to annihilate his divine mansion. That's enough.
Such a good opportunity, if let go, he is a fool.
"Yes?" At the next moment, with Su Chen bowing, bowing and talking about challenges, the grave in front of Su Chen has some breath fluctuations. From a distance, it seems that there is a sword intended to wriggle, wriggling into a human figure.
A portrait of a young man.
Obviously, he was very young when he was alive.
The swordsmanship figure of the emperor's will is not clear. At least, his face is not clear. However, the Qi luck of the emperor is still drenched.
It gives an indescribable oppression of the mind.
That is to say, Su Chen, for other people, may not even raise his head and look at the figure of Kendo with the will of the emperor.
The sword emperor's will is somewhat curious, surprised and satisfied with Su Chen.
For countless years, Su Chen was the first to challenge his existence.
Other swordsmen, who want to inherit his will, fall into the trap, and put themselves in the position of apprentice and yearn for the position given by the master.
Su Chen, however, is more like a friend. As a swordsman, he wants to communicate and learn from each other.
He appreciates Su Chen very much.
Moreover, he hasn't done it for many years, but it's itchy.
Of course, he won't tell Su Chen about these.
"Senior. Younger generation Su Chen. Dare to challenge. " Su Chen said again. He was not humble or arrogant. He could not hear any fear, but only the sense of war and expectation.
"Good." The sword emperor's figure was silent for a moment, then nodded.
As the figure of the king of swords nodded, in a flash, the figure of the king of swords seemed to expand, enlarge 10 million times and 100 million times at a time, and Su Chen only felt that the sky had come down!!!
Beyond his imagination, the power of Kendo suddenly fell from the shadow of the emperor of the sword.
Su Chen only felt that he was going to be torn apart.
The king of swords will the human figure, without any left hand. He has released his remaining strength and momentum which are less than 1%.
He is a swordsman.
When fighting with others, the swordsman feels that the greatest respect is not to keep his hands.
Even though Su Chen looks very small, even if he does this, Su Chen will be annihilated in a moment if he doesn't do well, and he has no regrets.
Swordsman, pure.
"Puff, puff..."
Blood was spitting wildly.
Su Chen's body is even more cracked. There are many sword marks on it. His bones are white, his blood is red, and his blood vessels are blood. It's amazing. Su Chen is scarlet all over in a moment, and doesn't look like a person.
A hundred thousand miserable points.
Almost all of him was crushed to pieces.
He can't help but take a full step back 13 steps to stop.
That is to say, his physical strength, blood and Shenfu exist. For other martial arts practitioners, his body has been torn and died in such a moment?
Su Chen takes a deep breath.
Hoo!!!
He was still standing there with his teeth clenched. In his hand was the ancient dust sword.
"Before Please, sir. " Su Chen grabs the ancient dust sword. His face is pale but tough. He looks up and stares at the figure of the sword emperor. His voice trembles but coagulates.
Next.
Shua!
Su Chen's sword soared.
He took the lead.
This sword, he did not use any sword technique.
Only a sword from the heart can accompany the five segments of sword rhyme that he can perform.
When the sword was just fluctuating, the figure of the emperor of the sword said "eh". It seemed that he was curious. He allowed the sword to move in front of him.Then, in Su Chen's shocked and unbelievable eyes, the sword emperor's will sword shadow raised his hand at will and caught the sword shadow that Su Chen had made.
Then
Whoosh.
It seems that the sword made by Su Chen doesn't belong to Su Chen for a while, but belongs to the figure of the sword emperor.
The sword came from the opposite direction, and came to Su Chen.
And, it's incredibly fast.
At least, Su Chen himself didn't even catch the shadow.
With almost no time interval, Su Chen felt his chest pierced.
But it's not the heart.
Obviously, the figure of the king of swords has been taken care of.
Su Chen flies out!!!
Serious injury.
On the chest, there is a very subtle, but completely penetrating sword mark.
Su Chen flies backward for a hundred meters before he stops. He can stand with one hand holding the ancient dust sword.
His face was pale as if there was no blood in his body.
"You. What do you feel? " Asked the figure of the king of swords.
"Speed." Su Chen still insisted on raising his head, looking at the figure of the king of swords and saying.
"Young man, you are very nice." The figure of the king of swords praised: "when I was alive, I was called the king of swords."
"Poof..." Su Chen vomits a big mouthful of blood again, and recovers the wound crazily.
"Eh? Young man, your recovery is good. " The figure of the king of Swords is more and more appreciated. Even, there is a little bit of heart of cherishing talents: "when your injury recovers, I will give you the will to inherit."
So easy, we need to pass on the will?
You should know that the will of these swordmasters, just like the spirit, can't leave the tomb, but at least, there is will, even if there is another form of survival.
Once the will is passed on, the will will will be annihilated, that is to say, completely dead.
Therefore, no one in the whole tomb can pass on the will of the emperor of swords so easily.
Quick sword emperor is so easy
It's incredible.
If such a scene is seen by other swordsmen who come in together, they are probably jealous.
"Thank you for your kindness. I still want to follow my own swordsmanship. " However, Su Chen refused.
Yes!!!
It's a rejection!
He refused without hesitation.
Quick sword emperor's will figure, obvious one Leng, then, silent.
For a long time, he laughed: "OK, OK, young man, you are really excellent, hahaha Our emperor asserts that your future achievements will be much higher than ours. "
A flash of body shape.
He appeared in front of one of the graves.
First of all, Su Chen bowed respectfully: "senior. Younger generation Su Chen. Want to test the sword
Yes.
Su Chen's idea is not to follow the will of the emperor in the sword tomb to learn from their swordsmanship, but Challenge.
A real swordsman, to the end, finally, can be classified as a word, that is, war.
Any Kendo is for fighting.
There are so many swordsmen in the whole tomb. If they can challenge one by one, they will definitely gain a lot.
What's more, he has a talent that no one else has, that is, immortality.
Other people dare not challenge the will of these emperor swordsmen. After all, even though these emperor swordsmen have passed away for countless years, their will still retains one percent or one thousandth of the strength of that year's kendo. Even if the one thousandth is extremely horrible, it can also kill the existence of a lot of heaven's Taoism. If they want to challenge, they will die.
But Su Chen, dare.
Anyway, he can't die!!!
These swordsmen have the strongest will and are not strong enough to annihilate his divine mansion. That's enough.
Such a good opportunity, if let go, he is a fool.
"Yes?" At the next moment, with Su Chen bowing, bowing and talking about challenges, the grave in front of Su Chen has some breath fluctuations. From a distance, it seems that there is a sword intended to wriggle, wriggling into a human figure.
A portrait of a young man.
Obviously, he was very young when he was alive.
The swordsmanship figure of the emperor's will is not clear. At least, his face is not clear. However, the Qi luck of the emperor is still drenched.
It gives an indescribable oppression of the mind.
That is to say, Su Chen, for other people, may not even raise his head and look at the figure of Kendo with the will of the emperor.
The sword emperor's will is somewhat curious, surprised and satisfied with Su Chen.
For countless years, Su Chen was the first to challenge his existence.
Other swordsmen, who want to inherit his will, fall into the trap, and put themselves in the position of apprentice and yearn for the position given by the master.
Su Chen, however, is more like a friend. As a swordsman, he wants to communicate and learn from each other.
He appreciates Su Chen very much.
Moreover, he hasn't done it for many years, but it's itchy.
Of course, he won't tell Su Chen about these.
"Senior. Younger generation Su Chen. Dare to challenge. " Su Chen said again. He was not humble or arrogant. He could not hear any fear, but only the sense of war and expectation.
"Good." The sword emperor's figure was silent for a moment, then nodded.
As the figure of the king of swords nodded, in a flash, the figure of the king of swords seemed to expand, enlarge 10 million times and 100 million times at a time, and Su Chen only felt that the sky had come down!!!
Beyond his imagination, the power of Kendo suddenly fell from the shadow of the emperor of the sword.
Su Chen only felt that he was going to be torn apart.
The king of swords will the human figure, without any left hand. He has released his remaining strength and momentum which are less than 1%.
He is a swordsman.
When fighting with others, the swordsman feels that the greatest respect is not to keep his hands.
Even though Su Chen looks very small, even if he does this, Su Chen will be annihilated in a moment if he doesn't do well, and he has no regrets.
Swordsman, pure.
"Puff, puff..."
Blood was spitting wildly.
Su Chen's body is even more cracked. There are many sword marks on it. His bones are white, his blood is red, and his blood vessels are blood. It's amazing. Su Chen is scarlet all over in a moment, and doesn't look like a person.
A hundred thousand miserable points.
Almost all of him was crushed to pieces.
He can't help but take a full step back 13 steps to stop.
That is to say, his physical strength, blood and Shenfu exist. For other martial arts practitioners, his body has been torn and died in such a moment?
Su Chen takes a deep breath.
Hoo!!!
He was still standing there with his teeth clenched. In his hand was the ancient dust sword.
"Before Please, sir. " Su Chen grabs the ancient dust sword. His face is pale but tough. He looks up and stares at the figure of the sword emperor. His voice trembles but coagulates.
Next.
Shua!
Su Chen's sword soared.
He took the lead.
This sword, he did not use any sword technique.
Only a sword from the heart can accompany the five segments of sword rhyme that he can perform.
When the sword was just fluctuating, the figure of the emperor of the sword said "eh". It seemed that he was curious. He allowed the sword to move in front of him.Then, in Su Chen's shocked and unbelievable eyes, the sword emperor's will sword shadow raised his hand at will and caught the sword shadow that Su Chen had made.
Then
Whoosh.
It seems that the sword made by Su Chen doesn't belong to Su Chen for a while, but belongs to the figure of the sword emperor.
The sword came from the opposite direction, and came to Su Chen.
And, it's incredibly fast.
At least, Su Chen himself didn't even catch the shadow.
With almost no time interval, Su Chen felt his chest pierced.
But it's not the heart.
Obviously, the figure of the king of swords has been taken care of.
Su Chen flies out!!!
Serious injury.
On the chest, there is a very subtle, but completely penetrating sword mark.
Su Chen flies backward for a hundred meters before he stops. He can stand with one hand holding the ancient dust sword.
His face was pale as if there was no blood in his body.
"You. What do you feel? " Asked the figure of the king of swords.
"Speed." Su Chen still insisted on raising his head, looking at the figure of the king of swords and saying.
"Young man, you are very nice." The figure of the king of swords praised: "when I was alive, I was called the king of swords."
"Poof..." Su Chen vomits a big mouthful of blood again, and recovers the wound crazily.
"Eh? Young man, your recovery is good. " The figure of the king of Swords is more and more appreciated. Even, there is a little bit of heart of cherishing talents: "when your injury recovers, I will give you the will to inherit."
So easy, we need to pass on the will?
You should know that the will of these swordmasters, just like the spirit, can't leave the tomb, but at least, there is will, even if there is another form of survival.
Once the will is passed on, the will will will be annihilated, that is to say, completely dead.
Therefore, no one in the whole tomb can pass on the will of the emperor of swords so easily.
Quick sword emperor is so easy
It's incredible.
If such a scene is seen by other swordsmen who come in together, they are probably jealous.
"Thank you for your kindness. I still want to follow my own swordsmanship. " However, Su Chen refused.
Yes!!!
It's a rejection!
He refused without hesitation.
Quick sword emperor's will figure, obvious one Leng, then, silent.
For a long time, he laughed: "OK, OK, young man, you are really excellent, hahaha Our emperor asserts that your future achievements will be much higher than ours. "