The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 313 Sword Intent
As Zhao Yu gradually passed into the inner breath of the gods, although Ye Gucheng did not come back to life, he also condensed a trace of vitality. ,

Seeing Zhao Yugong's success, Jiang Yuyan stretched out her hand and clasped her fingers towards Ye Gucheng.

"slow!"

Zhao Yu, who was taking his inner breath for Ye Gucheng behind him, saw Jiang Yuyan make a move, and hurriedly yelled to stop.

It is quite domineering, not only can it devour a person's inner breath, but it can even plunder the target's own woodland experience and moves.

This kind of characteristic is a good thing for Jiang Yuyan to put it on other masters.

But for Ye Gucheng in front of him, Jiang Yuyan would be killed! ,

After all, Zhao Yu, who had broken through the thirteen levels with the golden bell cover, was grinning grinningly at the sword intent that rushed into his gut.

If it was Jiang Yuyan, it would have been too cold for a long time!

"Son..."

Jiang Yuyan looked at Zhao Yu with some puzzlement.

When the two entered Fengtian Hall, Zhao Yuqian told Wan Wan to move faster, so as not to completely dissipate Ye Gucheng's energy.

But blindly watching it was the best time, Zhao Yu shouted to stop.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhao Yu didn't explain, he put his hands against Ye Gucheng's big hole on the back, and he used two things at once.

With one hand, you can penetrate into the inner breath of the gods, and with the other hand, you can transfer flowers and trees.

When Shenzhao's inner breath entered Ye Gucheng's body, a terrifying devouring power surged out from the other hand.

Zhao Yu's other hand crazily took out the fierce sword intent that others feared like a tiger from Ye Gucheng's body.

Once in and out, the sword intent left in Ye Gucheng's body was soon swallowed up by Zhao Yu.

It's tedious to say, but it's actually only half a stick of incense time.

Although Zhao Yu seemed to be fine, but in the process of devouring Ye Gucheng's sword intent, even Zhao Yu, whose internal organs were already as fine as iron, trembled from the pain.

"Get out!!"

Seeing that Ye Gucheng's sword intent had been swallowed up by him, Zhao Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

He found that in the process of dissipating the sword intent, Ye Gucheng's dying energy also dissipated rapidly.

Between the two, complement each other.

It was only at this moment that Zhao Yu understood why Ye Gucheng, who had been lost for a long time, was so easily condensed by the inner strength of the gods.

The answer lies in this condensed sword intent!
This person's understanding and comprehension of swords has reached an unimaginable level.

Seeing Zhao Yu's voice, Jiang Yuyan stretched out both hands without any hesitation, covering Ye Gucheng from the sky.

Jiang Yuyan's face paled instantly as her inner strength flowed wildly. ,

The internal energy of the person in front of him has dissipated, and he has not absorbed the slightest internal energy.

But the person's experience and comprehension in front of the enemy was like a huge wave, directly hitting Jiang Yuyan's mind for a while.

But fortunately, in the end Jiang Yuyan endured it.

After a few breaths, Jiang Yuyan and Zhao Yu withdrew their palms at the same time and fell limp on the ground.

"Made, isn't this too scary?"

Looking at Ye Gucheng, who seemed to be asleep, but still elegant and handsome, Zhao Yu was completely convinced!
After resting for a while, Zhao Yu turned to look at Jiang Yuyan with a questioning look in his eyes.

Jiang Yuyan didn't speak, but nodded weakly.

Seeing that Jiang Yuyan finally succeeded in this move, Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, the pain I suffered before was not in vain.

"Flying Immortal..."

Zhao Yu raised his head, looked at the cold full moon hanging in the sky, and muttered softly.

Jiang Yuyan at the side looked at Zhao Yu who was looking up at the sky, and naturally understood what the young master was thinking at the moment.

Immediately without waiting for Zhao Yu to speak, with a slight movement of his right hand, Ye Gucheng's sword that fell under the main hall flew towards Jiang Yuyan like recasting aura.

Looking at Jiang Yuyan who was holding a sword in hand, Zhao Yu didn't say much.

He is impatient, a typical beggar who can't hold back overnight food, and the moment Jiang Yuyan succeeds, he wants to see it. ,

It's just that seeing Jiang Yuyan was weak at that time, Zhao Yu couldn't say it out loud.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuyan was good at observing words and expressions, so she could see Zhao Yu's careful thoughts at a glance.

Slightly closing her eyes, Jiang Yuyan pulled out a sword flower with one hand, and then her temperament suddenly changed.

Before Zhao Yu could understand it carefully, the beauty in front of him disappeared in front of him strangely.

At the same time, a icy light appeared above the sky and fell straight to the top of Fengtian Hall...

"its not right……",

Zhao Yu stared at the falling cold light, but frowned slightly.

On the surface, Jiang Yuyan's sword is no different from the flying fairy Ye Gucheng used.

But in fact, Zhao Yu clearly noticed that Jiang Yuyan's sword was only similar in shape, but lacked charm.

As for the power, it is not even the slightest difference from Ye Gucheng's.

Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal in Heaven gives people a sense of erratic and inescapable powerlessness.

But what Jiang Yuyan is using at this moment is like a show, but it is not useful!

A sword fell five steps away from Zhao Yu's body, and the glazed tiles on the roof of Fengtian Hall instantly shattered and shot out in four directions.

And Jiang Yuyan, who was standing with a sword in front of Zhao Yu, also frowned slightly.

Zhao Yu could sense it, so she could naturally feel it too.

From the perspective of a layman, this sword is much more powerful than Ye Gucheng's sword against Ximen Chuuxue.

But to Jiang Yuyan and Zhao Yu, the sword just now was nothing more than a show.

How domineering she is, what she has learned is not only this move of Flying Immortal, she also plundered Ye Gucheng's perception and experience.

But the strange thing is that here, the same sentiment, the same experience, and the same tricks have completely different effects.

"Sword Intent!"

Just when both of them were in a daze, a cold voice came from behind them.

Zhao Yu and Jiang Yuyan were startled at the same time, and then looked behind them.

At some point, Ximen Chuuxue, who was dressed in white, came back and stood behind the two with a cold expression.

"Sword Intent?"

Hearing Ximen Chuuxue's words, Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment, and it took only a moment to understand what the sword god in front of him was referring to!

Ye Gucheng's sword has already broken away from the ordinary warrior's perception of swords.

What supported him to use the Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky was not his inner breath, nor his tricks, but the sword intent that had not dissipated from his body.

This kind of thing belongs to whoever it is, and it cannot be plundered even by embedding flowers and trees.

"Isn't this a waste of work..."

After Ximen Chuuxue cleared up his doubts, Zhao Yu stood up annoyed.

In order to obtain Ye Gucheng's move of Flying Immortal, even the emperor was thrown aside.

But in the end, it was still fetching water from a bamboo basket!

"Go ahead!"

At this moment, Ximen Chuuxue was staring at Zhao Yu, with his thumb resting on the hilt of the magic weapon in his hand.

Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at the sky.

The hour has passed...

(End of this chapter)