632: C632 I Cut Through the Sky

C632 I Cut Through the Sky

"The one who spoke just now should be the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Tribe …"

Ye Chenfeng seemed to be deep in thought as he mumbled to himself.

The Ancient Soul of the Sky Demon Clan said that the "Chaos Devil Saber Arts" was created by the founder of the Sky Demon Clan. After being modified by the founder's master, the "Chaos Devil Saber Arts" eventually reached its peak.

This was exactly the same as the voice from before.

"The Heavenly Demon Ancient Soul said that the Heavenly Demon ancestor and his son together broke through space and left this world … That voice just now, should be a wisp of consciousness that he left in this' Chaos Devil Saber Arts'. "

Ye Chenfeng calmed down and began to comprehend the mysterious origin and laws within the world of the "blade".

Time passed bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, thirty-nine days had already passed within the space within the Stellar Tear.

Countless golden runes were like tadpoles as they slowly floated in Ye Chenfeng's consciousness.

Each rune was like a saber.

Each rune was emitting the intent of a saber that could conquer the world!

At the beginning, these runes were unruly and unruly, but now, they had become obedient.

Even though Ye Chenfeng had yet to fully understand the Berserk Saber Intent within the rune, he could barely control it.

The real "Chaos Devil Saber Arts", he had yet to begin training in.

However, a brand-new door to the martial way had already opened up for him.

Suddenly …

Ye Chenfeng suddenly opened his eyes!

"Chi chi chi!"

The instant he opened his eyes, streams of invisible blade Qis condensed from sword intents surged onto the walls of the Stellar Tear's space.

The recoil force even created huge air waves in this narrow space!

"Hu!"

Ye Chenfeng breathed out a mouthful of impure air. He frowned instead of feeling happy.

It took him a whole thirty-nine days to barely control the blade intent of all the golden runes.

But in reality, he had yet to fully comprehend the blade intent contained within these runes.

As for the comprehension of the first blade of the "Chaos Devil Saber Arts", there was not much progress either.

The saber that was the most respected in heaven and earth was indeed not that easy to cultivate …

"After cultivating for so long, I can only barely control the blade intent from the golden runes."

"Speaking of which, this' Chaos Devil Saber Arts', I'm afraid I have not even reached the qualifications to enter!"

Ye Chenfeng sighed and chanted the chant.

All of a sudden, golden characters flew out of his Sea of Consciousness and started to revolve around him.

Next, all the golden characters turned into a golden knife!

Crazy and brutal, the supreme blade intent immediately filled this narrow space.

Ye Chenfeng's eyes lit up: "Although there hasn't been much progress in the comprehension of the 'Chaos Devil Saber Arts', my strength has been rising bit by bit!"

"Right now, I can control the blade intent of all the golden runes …"

"If these blade intents can be combined into one and then merged into the disillusionment knife, coupled with the unique blade moves of the Demonic Saber Technique, even if it can't kill Duan Tiande, it can make that old thing lose a layer of skin!"

When he was facing the Spirit King Church killer Yu Ling, he had used a golden character's blade intent to break her "Concept of Shadow", showing how strong that blade intent was!

If the blade intent with tens of thousands of golden symbols gathered together, how terrifying would it be?!

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and closed his eyes again. He started to try again and again, wanting to combine the blade intent of all the golden characters together.

Another seven days passed …

Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes and stood up.

He tried again and again, and tried many times, but to no avail.

The blade intent among the golden symbols had yet to be fully comprehended by him, so every time he tried to merge them, an unimaginable collision would occur.

That collision was like two stars colliding with each other, turning the world upside down!

Every time it was merged, not only did it fail, it also caused his blood to churn and feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Sigh …"

Ye Chenfeng paced back and forth in the Stellar Tear's space.

Even the Heavenly Demon Ancient Soul had not cultivated the exceptional blade techniques of the Heavenly Demon Clan, so when they met with problems, they could not find anyone to solve them. They could only ponder them bit by bit.

"Chaos Devil Saber Arts" only had three blades.

First blade, Water Demon Saber.

Second blade, Earth Devil Saber;

Third blade, Heavenly Demonic Saber.

Each stroke had ninety-nine thousand nine hundred variations.

Every form was equal to a saber.

Each stroke of the three blades was equivalent to ninety-nine thousand nine hundred slashes!

99,900 slashes. Only after mastering all 99,900 slashes would one be able to complete the final slash …

Absolute Blade, Second Blade, Prison Break, Three Blade Soul Extinguisher!

However, he had cultivated for a full forty-six days and even used the wargod's blade like Dharma Intent. Yet, he had only grasped ten types of changes!

And the condensation of the golden character's blade intent had not progressed at all!

The difficulty of the "Chaos Devil Saber Arts" was a hundred times more than what he had expected!

"Brat …"

Seemingly sensing Ye Chenfeng's irritation, the Black Hell King advised, "The 'Demonic Saber Technique' you cultivate has long since surpassed the level of so-called gods. It is normal for it to be difficult for you to cultivate."

"If you encounter any difficulties, then don't delve too deeply into it."

"If I go out to relax, I might be able to experience enlightenment, but what about clearing up all of a sudden?"

Although Hei Ming was proficient in the way of the sword, not the way of the blade, his experience in cultivation was much better than Ye Chenfeng's.

Ye Chenfeng sighed and nodded, "Yes."

After practicing this saber art for forty-six days, he felt exhausted.

It was time to relax.

"..."

When he opened the door, the sun had already set.

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and saw a white shadow flash by. Lil 'White jumped into his arms.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Lil 'White's head continuously rubbed against Ye Chenfeng's chest.

"Kid, I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss me?"

Ye Chenfeng smiled and patted Lil 'White's head.

"Hng hng!"

Xiao Bai snorted twice and rubbed its belly. It turned its head around in frustration. It seemed to have a grudge against Ye Chenfeng for disappearing for so long.

Ye Chenfeng laughed involuntarily, "Alright, don't be angry. I'll roast some meat for you tonight and let you eat your fill."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!" Little White's eyes lit up. He immediately changed his expression and licked his lips.

Ye Chenfeng closed the door and went around to the cliff behind the house with Lil 'White in his arms. He leaned against the cliff and sat down.

Not far to the left, there was a waterfall, like a waterfall, with misty water and splashes of pearls;

He looked to the right and saw Shen Jianfeng and Dao-Heaven bumping their heads against each other and muttering.

On the other side, the Scarlet Eye Heavenly Qilin snake and Xiao Chunqiu were lying on the Alligator's back, leisurely bathing in the sun.

Under the cool mountain breeze, Ye Chenfeng's body relaxed and a smile appeared on his face.

He closed his eyes and emptied his mind, as if he was quietly enjoying the peace.

However, even if he did not think of anything, in a short while, the moves of "Chaos Devil Saber Arts" still appeared in his mind.

An illusionary figure appeared in his mind and started to tirelessly practice the changes to the first blade of the "Chaos Devil Saber Arts".

Slow delivery;

One move after another was also very disjointed.

This kind of feeling was as though he was waving a saber that was as heavy as a mountain in the middle of a surging river …

He could not control his body as if he was about to be washed away by the raging river at any moment.

He could not control the saber in his hand. It was clearly slashing to the left, but because of the external force, it was slanted to the back!

His body was no longer his own.

The saber was not his own blade.

That feeling, that indescribable discomfort!

Ye Chenfeng's breathing became heavy and his body tensed up again.

"Truly powerful saber arts should not be like this."

A truly powerful saber art should be as fast as lightning. Its moves were smooth and had a tacit understanding with the Great Dao of nature.

But now …

He couldn't even perfectly utilize the ten transformations he had mastered previously, much less continue to perform them from beginning to end!

The exquisite and peerless saber art had been full of flaws after he had activated his consciousness!

"Just what is going on …"

Defeat after failure, each move he used as a hindrance, made Ye Chenfeng want to give up.

At this moment!

A burst of zither music came from afar.

Following that, Shen Jianfeng's song began to sound …

"My sword, where do I go from? Love and hatred, love cannot last forever."

"My saber cuts through the air, whether it's right or wrong, whether I understand it or not."

"I'm drunk. It's all a blur. Love and hate, whether it's a dream or a dream."

"I wake up to a dream. Life and death, everything is in vain …"

The melody was passionate and the words were simple.

He was happy with his grudges, and he was excited with the passing of time.

A song that sang all the heroic sentiments of chivalry.

It was this kind of song, this kind of sound, that seemed to pierce through everything, overshadowing the sound of the waterfall, directly reaching Ye Chenfeng's soul!

Ye Chenfeng, who was practicing "Demonic Saber Technique" in his mind, felt that he was in the middle of a martial arts world where blades and shadows shone.

Future events, love and hate, everything that had happened all came out.

Hot blood surged through his veins like waves in the ocean, and his heroic spirit soared to the heavens!

The "Demonic Saber Technique" move that he practiced actually became smoother and smoother along with the singing!

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng seemed to have grasped something.

In his mind, the number of blade arts simulacrum changed from one to two, then from two to four …

Dozens of "Ye Chenfeng's" shadows appeared, just like dozens of clones. Each of them was practicing the first move of the "Demonic Saber Technique".

The speed became faster and faster!0

The blade intent became stronger and stronger!

Dozens of "Ye Chenfeng" were performing a variety of changes, but they were cleverly linked together as if they were fitting of the natural way!

"The sword is the ruler of a hundred weapons, while the saber is the king of a hundred weapons."

"The sword is king, the blade is tyrannical."

"The sword emphasizes agility and agility, change and strength."

"Sabers, strong and fierce, straight and direct, powerful and powerful, advancing forward without any resistance."

"Yes …" "I've been training in the Dao of the Sword, and naturally, I brought the habits of training in the Dao of the Sword into the path of training in the Dao of the Saber!"

"The Dao of the Sword and the Dao of the Saber may share the same path, but their styles are still different!"

"When training in the Dao of the Saber, one should advance bravely and with great vigor. One should march forward bravely and show off his edge!"

Ye Chenfeng had an epiphany in his mind, and his mind relaxed once again.

In the distance, Shen Jianfeng's singing continued.

As for Ye Chenfeng's blade technique, it seemed to be closely aligned with the song, moving up and down with the song!

"Look, what's that?!"

In the distance, someone noticed the abnormality on Ye Chenfeng's side and exclaimed.

Many of his fellow brothers subconsciously looked in Ye Chenfeng's direction.

He saw Ye Chenfeng leaning against the cliff, as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

However, on the cliff on his left, illusory figures appeared one after another. They held a long blade in their hands and were demonstrating an exquisite and profound saber art!

At this moment, Chu Qingcheng was standing on a hill a little further away with his hands behind his back, looking at them silently.

Behind him stood two people.

One is a single saber, the red leaves of the wind;

One was the refined Zhao Siwen.

Feng Hongye and Zhao Siwen's eyes were wide open as they stared at Ye Chenfeng on the side of the cliff …

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