Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

"How come you also have a

magic weapon?" Seeing the seven-foot jade sword in Ye Chen's hand, Mr. Long's expression froze, he had cultivated for more than thirty years, traveled to countless places, and finally refined the copper bell magic weapon as the bottom of the pressure box.

The young man in front of him was only in his early twenties, how could he have a magic weapon in his hand

? Could it be that he was a disciple of a certain

hidden world sect? No way, this was absolutely impossible, the hidden world sect had already retired from the world, and would not appear in the outside world at all.

Thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on Mr. Long's face: "Since you sent it to the door, then don't blame me for being unkind." "

Magic weapons are hard to find, if you get the jade sword in Ye Chen's hand, you can exchange it for a lot of cultivation resources on the black market.

Mr. Long's mind moved, and he already had a killing heart for Ye Chen.

"Hurry like a law!" As

Mr. Long cast a spell with his true qi, the blood color of the copper bell suspended on Swan Lake became more and more intense, and the blood-colored chains that were enveloped towards Ye Chen changed from four to eight, surrounding Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, and he poured spiritual power into the jade sword, and the jade sword trembled slightly, emitting a burst of sword sounds, looking extremely excited.

"Slash!" The

moment the blood-colored chains tightened, Ye Chen slashed out with a sword, and the green sword shadow descended like lightning, and the eight chains turned into ashes as soon as they touched the sword shadow.

"Give me condensation!" Although

Mr. Long was shocked when he saw the blood-colored chains breaking, he immediately cast a spell again, and the broken blood-colored chains turned into mist and wrapped around the jade sword, like maggots on tarsal bones, trying to corrode it.

"Side door left!" Ye Chen snorted coldly, and the spiritual power in his body was frantically infused into the jade sword.

The turquoise sword bloomed at a glance, and with endless power, it swallowed the blood mist on the sword's body.

Seeing such a scene, Mr. Long's face showed a look of horror, and he said in disbelief: "This, how is this possible!"

But in the next second, a sword shadow came into the sky.

Mr. Long didn't dare to slack off, and immediately urged the blood-colored copper bell to block the top of his head, and when the sword shadow fell, there was a loud sound of "dang", and the violent energy rushed everywhere, shaking Swan Lake and beginning to roll waves.

"Poof!" Mr

. Long clutched his chest and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, his face was extremely embarrassed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and his temples showed white marks.

With the bronze bell magic weapon, Mr. Long has killed many warriors and never missed.

But in front of him, this young man just used a sword to smash the blood mist he had collected with great difficulty, and these blood mist were refined by collecting virgin blood with countless painstaking efforts.

The fall of this sword is equivalent to ruining his ten years of Taoism.

Even if the internal organs were traumatized, how could Mr. Long endure this breath, I saw him stretch out his hand, and after the copper bell returned to his hand, he sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on it, and the dim copper bell flashed with blood-colored brilliance again.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a strange rune appearing from the copper bell in Mr. Long's hand, and from time to time there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

"Evil cultivator!" Seeing that Mr. Long's eyes were red, and the copper bell in his hand was strange, Ye Chen's complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly remembered the bloody skeleton he encountered in Song Yi's old mansion.

"Boy, you can force me to this point, the old man must let you taste the power of the bloodthirsty magic bell. Mr. Long looked at Ye Chen with pity: "When I kill you, I will include your soul."

As he spoke, Mr. Long threw his hands, and the copper bell dipped in the air, making the sound of "jingle bell".

In the rapid ringing of the bell, the yin wind whistled, and a huge spiritual power followed, which began to merge into Ye Chen's mind, trying to control his thinking.

If it is an ordinary Xuan-level martial artist, in the face of Mr. Long's sudden spiritual attack, he will inevitably lose his mind.

But what he faced this time was Ye Chen, a super powerhouse in the cultivation realm, even if his cultivation was only the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, his spiritual power after rebirth was extraordinary.

At this moment, Ye Chen stood on the surface of the lake with a sword, the cool breeze was blowing, the windbreaker was fluttering, and the sound of hunting was sounded.

His eyes were clear, and he was not affected by the copper bell in the slightest, but he stepped out, and the lake under his feet dragged him to soar, rushing towards Mr. Long like a dragon going out to sea.

Ye Chen stood on top of the water column, and the jade sword in his hand released a dazzling green light, reflecting Mr. Long's frightened face.

Looking at the shadow of the sword falling from the sky, Mr. Long hurriedly controlled the copper bell to meet him.

The sword shadow flashed, and the blood light on the copper bell disappeared instantly, and it fell to the ground with a click.

Mr. Long opened his mouth and let out a hoarse roar: "You, you can't kill me!"

Ye Chen naturally ignored it, the sword immortal released majestically, his wrist flicked, and the sword shadow condensed again.

"Die!"

the shadow of the sword burst through the air, like lightning in the dark night, flashing from Mr. Long's eyebrows.

The wind is calm, the waves are calm.

Mr. Long stood on the surface of the lake with a dull gaze, and his pupils were already dead ashes: "You, you are the martial artist who appeared at the Han family's birthday banquet." Before he

could finish speaking, a line of blood split from Mr. Long's eyebrows.

"You, you wait for my endless revenge!" The moment his body was split in two, Swan Lake echoed with Mr. Long's unwilling voice.

On a tall building opposite Cloud Mountain Villa, a man in black witnessed the scene in front of him with a telescope, and couldn't help but gasp: "Okay, what a terrifying power."

While speaking, the man in black dialed a phone call: "Mr. Han, the target has been found."

Ye Chen stood on the embankment, bent down to pick up the copper bell floating on the water, and after pouring a spiritual power into it, he immediately frowned, revealing a look of surprise.