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This young man has a strong figure, standing in the crowd, like standing out from the crowd, obviously a head taller.

"Senior brother He Yan wants to compare, so the younger brother will accompany you!"

The young man named Ye Lian nodded.

"Please!" He Yan walked to a room first.

Ye Lian followed closely and entered another room next to him.

Although they are separated by a wall, with their strength and the direction in which the sword intent spreads, without a wall, they can easily see the distance the opponent's sword intent extends, and can also compare them better.

"Are they the famous Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother He among the core disciples?" Seeing the temperament of the two, a new inner disciple couldn't help asking.

"Well, it's them. I heard that both of them are attacking the sword god. Compared with each other, they have maintained for five years!"

A knowledgeable disciple nodded.

Ye Lian and He Yan are relatively well-known among the core disciples and have a very high reputation. However, the two have been fighting for many years, and they are only one step away from the sword god.

Therefore, they all competed secretly, wanting to see who could step in first.

"Senior Brother He, you start first!"

Regardless of everyone's comments, Ye Lian entered the room, stood on the sword god platform, drew out his long sword, and greeted lightly.

The test can only use the sword on the sword god platform. They carry the long sword all the time, in order to better integrate with the sword and truly achieve the unity of human and sword.

"Let's start at the same time..."

He Yan next door laughed, clenched the long sword in his hand, and shook it violently.

Boom!

Endless sword intent shot out from the acupuncture points and spread far away along the tip of the sword.

Hiss!

With just one click, he rushed out of the room and shot tens of meters away.

Ye Lian didn't flinch when he saw his brother's sword intent shooting out, and the sword intent immediately followed up. In the air, the misty sword intent, like two white horses, moved forward rapidly.

"The speed is not slow, it seems that the younger brother has spent a lot of effort in the past six months!"

Seeing that the other party came from behind and faintly wanted to surpass him, He Yan smiled lightly.

"Brother doesn't seem to be idle, the speed at which your sword intent spreads is much faster than last time!"

Ye Lian was not to be outdone.

"To each other, let's see who hits 500 meters first and become the sword god!"

With a long howl, the sword intent on He Yan erupted, and the white horse rushed forward at a faster speed. However, before rushing far, there was a sudden shaking, like a little snake meeting a dragon, with a huge sense of oppression Attack, the deterred can no longer move forward.

His pupils shrank, and he hurriedly looked in Ye Lian's direction, and when he saw the opponent's sword intent, he also stopped, trembling as if he was oppressed.

This appearance is the same as a low-level holy beast meeting a fairy beast.

"what happened?"

He Yan was taken aback!

At this moment, the spreading sword intent exploded into powder instantly with a roar.

puff!

Blood spurted out, and this powerful core disciple immediately fell to the ground.

The first thousand 940 chapters and seven heavenly lock sword intent

"Is this... the crushing of sword intent?"

Holding back the injuries on his body, He Yan stood up.

As a genius of swordsmanship and a core disciple of Lingyun Jiange, he immediately understood that this is a sword intent cultivated through hard work, and it only happened after being crushed by others in all directions!

What he cultivates is the Supreme Sword Intent of the Sword Pavilion...

What happened to be crushed by others?

"Ye Lian, is that you?" His face darkened.

The core disciples, only he and Ye Lian came to the assessment this time. Could it be that the other party has cultivated some powerful sword intent that made him far inferior?

He hurriedly looked to one side, and saw that the sword intent in the next room seemed to be oppressed, lying in the air like a soft snake, not daring to move at all.

"It's not me...I can't take it anymore...Pfft!"

Before the sound ended, Ye Lian also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sword intent all over the sky collapsed immediately.

His face turned pale, and He Yan's body trembled slightly.

Sword intent is a kind of artistic conception, some people comprehend it at a low level, while others naturally comprehend it at a high level.

Just like writing poems, Li Bai suffered from the Anshi Rebellion with a lofty artistic conception. To write a poem that worries about the country and the people, he must first go to the sky and hang out with the fairy for a while, and then "bleed the weeds with blood, and the wolves will be crowned with wolves." I can only shout: my god, beast!

Of course, this is just a metaphor. The real sword intent is the same as the blood of a holy beast. Those who are low will automatically feel scared when they encounter high ones!

How to fight under blood pressure?

He and Ye Lian, as the leaders of the sword pavilion, unexpectedly had someone show their sword intent and easily crush them without any strength to resist. What happened?

And who has this ability?

"I don't believe that someone can surpass me so much..."

Gritting his teeth, He Yan roared again, and the sword intent gushed out of his body again.

Bang!

This time, before the white glow was formed, I felt a huge sword lying across my mind, as long as I dared to resist, I would immediately chop it down, leaving no place for my death!

Whoa!

Cold sweat broke out on his head, He Yan didn't dare to move anymore.

Until now, he finally understood that the sword intent he had comprehended, compared with the opponent, was like a candlelight compared to the sun!

Not on the same concept!