The First Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty Chapters Sword Heart Boy

The reason why Leiyu is named after the word Lei is because Leiyu is rich in a kind of golden thunderstone, and this golden thunderstone contains a strong power of thunder and lightning. One of the cultivation stones.

Also because of the existence of golden thunderstone, there are many monks majoring in the Taoism of Gold and the Taoism of Thunder in Leiyu, but after hundreds of thousands of years of mining, there are fewer and fewer golden thunderstone mines.

Today, most of the golden thunderstone mines are in the hands of the absolute overlord of Leiyu, Lei Clan, and the strength of the Lei Clan is extremely terrifying.

"Young Master Ye, it's still more than 100 miles away, and it's time to reach Yizhou City!"

Killing her enemy with her own hands and avenging her dead parents, Ye Chenfeng wiped out some of Zhou Yuhan's memories by biting her brain, preventing her from living in a nightmare.

After losing the most painful memory, Zhou Yuhan became a lot more cheerful and talked more.

"Let's go, go to your Zhou's house and see!"

Ye Chenfeng put away the spirit boat and walked towards Yizhou City on foot with the spirit fish and the two daughters of Zhou Yuhan.

Slowly, a small but very noisy city appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng, and this city was the only city controlled by the Zhou family, Yizhou City.

Although the Zhou family is in decline, the Zhou family is full of geniuses in business management. They manage Yizhou City in an orderly manner and are very prosperous and prosperous.

"Um……"

As he walked, Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, stopped suddenly, and looked at a lush mountain forest in the northwest of Yizhou City, with a hint of surprise on his face.

"What's the matter, Brother Chenfeng!"

Lingyu blinked his big eyes, looked at Ye Chenfeng who suddenly stopped, and asked softly.

"I sensed an interesting person in that forest." Ye Chenfeng said with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Interesting person?" Lingyu tilted his head to look at Ye Chenfeng, and said puzzledly, "Brother Chenfeng, what do you mean by that?"

"You wait for me here, I'll come when I go!"

Saying that, Ye Chenfeng flickered slightly, turning into an afterimage and suddenly disappearing in place, like a wisp of blue smoke penetrating the lush mountain forest in the northwest, and came to the depths of the mountain forest, beside a waterfall that was flying straight down.

And under this roaring waterfall, sat a young man with a red fruit on his upper body, who was being washed away by the waterfall.

Although the waterfall was dozens of meters high, the turbulent waterfall could not hurt his body, and the sword qi filled his whole body, constantly smashing the rushing waterfall water.

"Jianxin, it's really Jianxin, this young man has a sword heart that I have never cultivated!"

Ye Chenfeng stood quietly by the waterfall and observed the young man under the waterfall for a while, with a deep surprise on his face.

After confirming him again and again, he was basically certain that the young man in front of him had cultivated into the sword heart that sword cultivators dreamed of.

When Ye Chenfeng was majoring in kendo, he also tried to cultivate swordsman. Once he has mastered it, he will have an unparalleled talent for swordsmanship along the way.

But it is a pity that Ye Chenfeng's practice is too complicated to specialize in swordsmanship, and he has never cultivated swordsmanship.

Fortunately, in the future, by chance, he cultivated into a sword soul and embarked on another path of swordsmanship.

"Who!" Ye Chenfeng's footsteps suddenly alarmed the young man under the waterfall. He suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Ye Chenfeng who was walking slowly, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Looking at the boy with wet hair, a pale face, bright eyes, and a resolute and unyielding color, Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, and with a little finger, a sharp sword ray shot out and shot at Pale White juvenile.

Suddenly attacked, the pale boy's complexion changed slightly, and some embarrassed looks flashed aside, dodging the sword glow shot by Ye Chenfeng's sword.

When the pale boy rolled down into the turbulent waterfall pool, several sword beams shot out from his body, breaking the surface of the pool and launching a counterattack against Ye Chenfeng.

"As expected of the person who cultivated the sword heart, the attack power is really good!"

Although the pale boy's strength is only in the realm of the first-level war beast emperor, the power of the sword light he shoots is surprisingly great, almost comparable to the attack of the third-level war beast emperor master, which makes Ye Chenfeng show his love for talent.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

One after another sharp sword lights swept across Ye Chenfeng's body, but before the pale boy showed a happy expression, Ye Chenfeng was blurred by the body pierced by the sword lights.

"Speed ​​afterimage!"

Looking at the sword light he just sent out, what pierced only the afterimage of Ye Chenfeng's speed, the pale boy's face changed greatly, and he jumped up in the pool, wanting to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

"Om!"

The moment he jumped into the air, a sword light beyond his imagination slashed down. The sword light was so strong that the hairs on his whole body stood upright.

He had no doubt that once he was hit by this sword light, he would be split in half and killed on the spot.

On the verge of life and death, the pale boy stimulated the potential of his whole body, twisting his body in mid-air in an irregular shape, dodging the sword light that fell from Ye Chenfeng.

"boom!"

The violently tumbling waterfall pool was attacked by the sword glow cut out by Ye Chenfeng with his hand-turned sword, and it was immediately split in two.

"Anything you can do, use it!"

Ye Chenfeng said with a faint smile, looking at the pale boy who was dodging dangerously.

"Sky Thunder Sword Palm!"

The pale boy gritted his teeth, arousing the power of Jianxin, and using his hand to control the sword, he continuously printed out one after another Tianlei Jianmang, with a deafening thunder, and slammed into Ye Chenfeng.

Attacked by the Tianlei Sword Palm that the pale boy kept printing out, Ye Chenfeng, who was standing in mid-air, did not dodge or evade. He kept moving his fingers, shooting out a line of sharp fingers, breaking the pale boy's attack continuously. .

"Blood burns!"

The pale boy did not expect that Ye Chenfeng's strength was so terrifying, and even his most powerful attack could not help him, but he did not accept his fate, nor begged for mercy.

But the moment he burned the power of the bloodline, a strand of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face became even paler. It was obvious that the power of the bloodline was burning, causing his body to suffer backlash.

"Boom boom boom!"

Using the power of blood to forcibly improve his strength, the pale boy continued to blast out terrifyingly powerful Tianlei sword lights, constantly bombarding Ye Chenfeng, trying to force Ye Chenfeng back and create a chance to escape.

"Well, the physique devours the blood vessels and damages the body!"

Looking at the pale boy who was burning blood but devoured his body, Ye Chenfeng showed a hint of surprise, and his body flashed slightly, like a thunder, passing through the thundering sword light, and appeared in front of the pale boy .

"ban!"

Ye Chenfeng stretched out a finger and pointed at his chest, using the powerful Taoist power, he directly sealed his burning blood, restrained his soul power, and brought him from mid-air to the waterfall pool.