45: C45 The Sixth Sword Technique of the Mysterious Sword Technique!

C45 The Sixth Sword Technique of the Mysterious Sword Technique!

"Old dog, you can't run. Stop and face your death. Ahhhhh! "

After Wang Mohen swallowed the Blood Yang Pill, he had nowhere to vent his power. From time to time, he would slash out Saber Qi in the surroundings. Every Saber Qi had a destructive aura.

"Young Hero, I have no grudges or grievances with you. I am just taking money from others to resolve my troubles. This time, I did something wrong. When can I seek revenge for my grievances? Young Hero, please draw a line, and this matter will pass just like that. What do you think?"

Seeing Wang Mohen chase after him, the elder of the Blazing Fire Sect broke out in cold sweat and pleaded.

Wang Mohen laughed loudly and stared at the elder of the Blazing Fire Sect. He roared, "If this had happened a long time ago, nothing would have happened. But you shouldn't have injured my brother, so you must die today!"

After saying that, he raised his blade and slashed at the elder of the Blazing Fire Sect.

Seeing that Wang Mohen had no intention of letting him go, the elder of the Blazing Fire Sect shouted angrily, "Junior, even if I die today, I will perish together with you!"

The skin of the Blazing Fire Sect's elder also turned red, and the few black hair on his head instantly turned white, and there were a few more wrinkles on his face. This was clearly burning the life essence in his body.

Boom!

The attacks of the two collided, and an explosive sound rang out in a radius of several kilometers. The large trees nearby were directly sent flying, and dust rose in all directions.

After the dust settled, Wang Mohen used his saber to support himself as he half-knelt on the ground. There was a pile of mush in front of him, and Wang Mohen slowly stood up. He walked unsteadily along the road he came from. After a short distance, he fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a figure appeared beside Wang Mohen. It was Yan Duanchen. He was carrying Ye Hongtian, who had been severely injured and unconscious, on his back. He bent over and stuffed a healing pill into Wang Mohen's mouth. Then, he picked up Wang Mohen and ran towards the inn.

When they returned to the inn, Yan Duanchen put Ye Hongtian and Wang Mohen on the bed and looked at Ye Hongtian in shock.

He found that the wound on Ye Hongtian's shoulder, which had been smashed into pieces, was constantly squirming. It was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the wound had fully recovered.

Then, he looked at Wang Mohen who was beside him. Although there were no injuries on his body, the side effects of eating the Blood Yang Pill had not shown any signs of recovering.

"There are really too many secrets on Hong Tian's body. This recovery ability isn't something that an ordinary person can possess. Even the effect of the True Yuan Mirror's arm being regenerated is far from being as good as Hong Tian's."

Yan Duanchen looked at Ye Hong Tian and sighed. It had to be known that an ordinary martial artist didn't have the ability to regenerate an arm before true essence entered their body, unless they used some sort of pill that specialized in healing broken limbs.

And even if the True Essence Mirror had the ability to regenerate an arm, it still wouldn't be as strong as Ye Hong Tian's ability to recover. Even if a True Essence Mirror martial artist were to regrow an arm, that new arm would definitely be a bit unsuitable. But Ye Hongtian's Ancient Phoenix Nirvanic Rebirth Art was a perfect regrowth of an arm; it was completely the same as the arm that had been cut off.

Ye Hongtian had been unconscious for the entire night. During this time, Blue Lotus had come to see him once. When he saw Ye Hongtian unconscious, he immediately cried out. Yan Duanchen couldn't stop him no matter how hard he tried.

The next morning, Ye Hongtian slowly opened his eyes. He discovered that his body was heavy. He lowered his head and found that Green Lotus's head was pressing against his abdomen and sleeping. His hand was tightly holding Ye Hong Tian's hand. His eyes were red and there were still some tears on his face. He had been crying for the whole night.

"What a silly girl."

Ye Hong Tian stared at the ceiling with a smile on his face. He murmured.

After looking at the ceiling for a while, he turned around and looked out the window. When he saw the rising sun, he suddenly thought of something and sat up.

Green Lotus, who was lying on his stomach, was startled by this. Looking at Ye Hongtian, who was sitting on the bed, it said with a red face, "Master, I didn't lie on your body to sleep on purpose. I am so tired, so..."

"It's fine, it's fine. I still have things to do now. I will go out for a while. You take care of Mo Hen."

Ye Hong Tian smiled as he rubbed Green Lotus's head. He kneaded Green Lotus's hair into the shape of a chicken's nest. He looked at Wang Mo Hen and ordered.

Green Lotus was kneaded until her face was full of enjoyment. She was like a kitten whose fur was being combed. Combined with her beautiful face, it was very lovable.

Hearing that Ye Hongtian had just recovered from his illness and was about to leave, she immediately looked at Ye Hongtian with a face full of worry.

Ye Hongtian made a hand gesture that he didn't need to worry about. He jumped out of the window in a flash, leaving Blue Lotus alone in the room. He supported his chin with both hands and stared at Wang Mohen who was lying on the bed.

"Mm... I'm not one-tenth as handsome as Master."

He stared at Wang Mo Hen's face for a while and suddenly said with a smile.2

If Wang Mohen had woken up at this time and heard Blue Lotus's words, he would have fainted from anger. There was no other way. Ye Hong Tian had saved Blue Lotus at her most desperate moment. In Blue Lotus's eyes, Ye Hong Tian was always the most handsome.

Ye Hongtian left the inn and came to the stream where he usually cultivated. He took out the Heavenly Change and waved the mysterious sword technique. He repeatedly waved the fourth sword and swung it back and forth more than ten times. The fourth sword was no longer a threat to him. It could be used as a normal sword attack.

Looking at the rising sun, Ye Hongtian waved the mysterious sword again. However, this time, he didn't stop. He continued to swing the fifth sword.

The pressure suddenly increased. The veins on Ye Hongtian's forehead and the back of his hand were exposed. He waved his sword with all his strength and finally, he swung the fifth sword. After that, his face was full of joy.

A trace of thick purple qi drilled into Ye Hongtian's body and disappeared. Ye Hongtian was overjoyed. This trace of purple qi was many times bigger than the purple qi he got from the fourth sword. He didn't know what the purple qi would do to his body. However, the most powerful qi in the world wouldn't do any harm to his body.

After the fifth sword attack, Ye Hongtian tried to make the sixth sword attack. The sixth sword attack was much more powerful than the fifth. Ye Hongtian's face turned red from the pressure. He was sweating all over. However, he was instantly cleaned up by the clothes on his body.

After waving for a long time, the sun was about to rise completely. Ye Hongtian used all his strength to drink milk and shouted loudly. The sixth sword was finally swung out, and another trace of purple qi went into Ye Hongtian's body. Although this trace of purple qi was still a trace, it was more than all the purple qi he got before.

After waving the sword, Ye Hong Tian sat down on the ground and greedily breathed in the fresh air. He couldn't even breathe because of the pressure. If he couldn't use the sword again, he would have to give up. Otherwise, he would die from suffocation.

The sun was completely up. Ye Hongtian was lying on the ground with a smile on his face. He looked at the sun in the sky and reached out his hand to cover the sun. It was as if the sun was in his hand.

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