Chapter 1698 Holy Sword Soul

He defeated Huang Wutian with a tyrannical attitude and entered the finals. Ye Chenfeng did not stay in the Battlefield for a long time. Under the gaze of a pair of shocked, unexpected, and cold eyes, he left with Xia Wendie, Zhan Wudi and others. Now, fully prepared for the finals after January.

"Brother Ye, I didn't expect you to defeat Huang Wutian and make it to the finals!"

Ye Chenfeng and his party just came back, and Yue Yeming, Ling Yuxin and others also returned to the lakeside building.

"However, Tian Qingyun is very scary. I have a feeling that he still retains his trump card after defeating me. If Brother Ye wants to defeat him in the final, I am afraid that he needs to improve his strength!"

"Well, the background of Tian Qingyun is indeed terrible, but I will go all out to defeat him!" Ye Chenfeng nodded.

"I hope Brother Ye can have the last laugh and break the myth of the Heavenly Clan's monopoly of being the first in a hundred battles and martial arts!" Yue Yeming said.

"Brother Ye, I see your battle with Huang Wutian, the sword soul is about to transform into a holy sword soul!" Ling Yuxin said from the side.

"Well, my sword soul is about to transform into a holy sword soul!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, "But it will take some time to complete the final transformation."

"I have a way to transform Brother Ye's sword soul into a holy sword soul in a short period of time!" Ling Yuxin smiled enchantingly and glanced at Xia Wendie, who was even more beautiful than a fairy.

"any solution?"

Ye Chenfeng's eyes lit up and asked quickly.

If the sword soul can be transformed into a holy sword soul, his attack power will be increased by dozens of times, and the probability of defeating Tian Qingyun will be greatly improved.

"I have a holy sword grass here, I can give it to Brother Ye!" Lingyu's heart moved, and she took out a sword grass with holy meaning and said, "But with this sword grass alone, I can't make Brother Ye's sword work. The soul has been transformed in a short period of time, and the real opportunity for transformation lies with Miss Xia."

"You mean Little Mosquito's Innate Dao Body!" Ye Chenfeng immediately understood what Ling Yuxin meant.

"Yes, Miss Xia's Innate Dao Body is strong enough. If Brother Ye takes the Holy Sword Grass and nourishes it through Innate Dao Body, it should be possible to transform the Sword Soul into a Saint-level realm in a short time." Lingyu was concerned. nodded.

Hearing Ling Yuxin's method, Xia Wendie's cheeks immediately showed an intoxicating blush, and there was a little expectation in her heart.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. This month, Brother Ye can rest assured to prepare for the finals in the lakeside building. No one will disturb you here!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Yuxin gave Ye Chenfeng the precious holy sword grass and left side by side with Yue Yeming.

The two of Yue Yeming had just left, and Ye Chenfeng took Xia Wendie back to the Qiankun Realm.

"Chenfeng, I will help you transform your sword soul!"

Without waiting for Ye Chenfeng to speak, Xia Wendie with a beautiful face and watery eyes said, and the charming voice made people imagine.

"You don't regret it?"

Ye Chenfeng looked at Xia Wendie's charming face and asked softly.

"Of course... you are the person this girl likes, and I am willing to give you everything I have without reservation!" Xia Wendie nodded and said without hesitation.

Xia Wendie's words touched Ye Chenfeng's inner softness. He gently hugged Xia Wendie in his arms, silently feeling her softness and her enthusiasm.

Soon, the two hugged each other passionately, and their clothes became less and less.

At this time, a large amount of spiritual mist was attracted, and it rolled in, instantly wrapping the two people who were frankly entangled with each other like spiritual snakes.

When the face was blurred and the red Xia Wendie fell on the white bed made of spiritual mist, Ye Chenfeng swallowed the incomparably precious holy sword grass.

"Yan..."

As Xia Wendie's rosy mouth made a numb groan, the two were intimately fused together, writing a chapter of love in the fairyland-like cloud and mist.

Xia Wendie has successively refined the source of spirit, Taoist fruit and other treasures. The innate Taoist body has already become extremely powerful. Under the nourishment of the innate Taoist body, Ye Chenfeng has a deeper and deeper understanding of the Taoist meaning, and the holy sword grass is even more powerful. It was in the combination of the two that they quickly melted, madly merged into the sword soul, and accelerated their transformation.

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"Ye Ming, what is the origin of Brother Ye?"

Ling Yuxin personally brewed a top-quality spirit tea for Yue Yeming, and asked softly, curious about Ye Chenfeng's identity.

"To be honest, I'm also curious about Brother Ye's identity, but one thing I can be sure of, Brother Ye should not be from the False God Realm!" Yue Yeming shook his head and said.

"Are you so sure?" Ling Yu thought.

"Well, it comes from a feeling!" Yue Yeming nodded and said, "Also, I think Brother Ye is a good friend. He may be able to help me in the future journey."

"I didn't expect you to rate him so highly!" Ling Yuxin smiled slightly, pursed her lips and took a sip of tea: "Then you predict, who will have the last laugh, Brother Ye or Tian Qingyun, and finally win the championship."

"This..." Yue Yeming pondered for a while and said, "Although I really want Brother Ye to win the championship, I feel that with his strength and background, the chance of winning the championship is at most 30%."

"Three percent is already very high!" Ling Yu said in her heart, "You know, you used Sansheng Young Stone, but you still lost to Tian Qingyun. If Brother Ye wants to turn the tide, he will have more information than Sansheng Young Stone. ."

"Let's wait, maybe Brother Ye will give us a big surprise!" Yue Yeming drank the tea in the cup, and Ye Chenfeng's invincible figure could not help but emerge in his mind.

For some reason, recalling Ye Chenfeng's strong defeat of Huang Wutian, Yue Yeming saw a vaguely familiar figure on Ye Chenfeng.

Time passes day by day.

Ye Chenfeng and Xia Wendie happily lingered in the fourth floor space of the Qiankun Realm. Under the nourishment of the innate Taoist body, Ye Chenfeng's Taoism in the body was even better, and the sword soul was completely integrated with the holy sword grass. Accelerating the final transformation.

One after another red light was reflected in the sword soul, and the formidable power of the sword soul rose in a straight line.

Capturing the opportunity of the transformation of the sword soul, Ye Chenfeng gently placed the rosy body and the sleeping Xia Wendie on the soft spiritual mist bed, and came to the monument of the Way of Nothingness. The monument, while accelerating the transformation of the sword soul.

"Buzz!"

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly, the sword soul suspended above Ye Chenfeng's head, bathed in the light of Taoism, reflected a thousand feet of red light, rendering the entire space fiery red.

"Success!"

The moment the sword soul transformed from the heavenly sword soul to the holy sword soul, Ye Chenfeng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up in the practice.

Although the sword soul has just transformed into a holy sword soul, its power has reached the top-grade heaven-penetrating holy artifact, and it has become Ye Chenfeng's other trump card.

"The first place in the Hundred Battles Guild, I've made a reservation!"

Ye Chenfeng's deep eyes revealed incomparably powerful self-confidence.