Chapter 438 Light implies!

The same swordsmanship, with the same sword meaning!

Peerless swordsman, horrible enemy!

The two crossed the void, their swords were sprinkled, their swords tore the sky, and pierced through the nihilistic barriers. The sword Gang turned into a horrible spirit beast dragon, roaring up to the sky and roaring mountains and rivers.

The spirit beast condensed by swords opened their sharp claws, revealing their white teeth, and came to the two of them.

"Sneer!"

The two fought with lightning, fighting fast, the sword light is ethereal and sharp, and they have fought hundreds of moves in a blink of an eye.

Both of them are swordsmen, arbitrarily and talented. Each sword has a unique charm.

waved new ideas, cut out the sword, and cut off the void!

The long sword is horizontal, people follow the sword, the sword is like a dragon, breaking the virtual sword method, the sea sword method, the human sword formula, the ground sword formula, the Qinglian sword, the Qingguo sword... Ye Qingyan almost did his best, all the swordsmanship was used, and the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal, straight to the sky.

Ye Qingyan in white is simply a replica of Ye Qingyan. No matter what move Ye Qingyan uses, he can also use it, and there is no stagnation. It is very easy and casual.

In the battle between the peak swordsmen of the two young generation, the swordsmanship crosses the nine heavens, tears the sky and turns into the curtain of the sky. There are lotus flowers with horrible swords condensed into the void, which are beautiful and enchanting, and fascinating.

The sword spirit is turbulent, and the sword's meaning turns into a heavenly river, spanging the void, sprinkling thousands of sword lights. The two held long swords and are unrestrained. Their heads are full of scattered hair and dancing wildly. Their eyes are like two peerless swords. The sharp sword spirit hole penetrates through the void and breaks countless mountains and trees.

Ye Qingyan stepped on the void, vertically and horizontally, with a sword in his hand, wielded infinite sword moves. The sword moves were sharp, forcing the opponent to defend with all his strength.

The sword was magnificent, and the two of them waved freely. The sword was full of the whole void. There seemed to be countless small swords hanging in the sky, and the blade sparkled with a fing fing light.

Ye Qingyan has a deep understanding of kendo and has his own unique views, which is also the main reason why he has an enviable realm of kendo now.

But Ye Qingyan in white is not bad. He is originally a replica of Ye Qingyan. To some extent, he is Ye Qingyan. Therefore, his kendo realm is almost the same as Ye Qingyan's talent.

Both of them are the peak swordsmen of the young generation. On the top of the mountain, they waved their sword moves freely. Ye Qingyan also has several swordsmanships. In addition, he has read sword scriptures since childhood and knows a lot of swordsmanship. Since the war between the two, the swordsmanship they have hardly been used, and each move has unique power.

One move is connected by one move, one sword is connected by one sword, the sword passes through the air, and the long sword strikes, sneers.

This is a feast of swordsmanship!

Breaking the virtual swordsmanship, the sea swordsmanship, Tianyang swordsmanship, Ye Qingyan's Qingcheng swordsmanship, as well as the Tianshui royal road skills, the sword emperor's secret, imperial swordsmanship... Every move tore the sky, which is extremely horrible.

"Boom!"

Ye Qingyan looked up to the sky and roared, his head was full of silver hair and danced wildly. His eyes were like cold electricity. A sword was vast in the sky, and countless trees were turned up. Birds flew together, and swordspierced through the void.

Ye Qingyan in white held the Zixiao sword and shouted repeatedly. The Zixiao sword swept away, and the terrible ice flame sword spirit shattered large mountains.

The originally undulating mountains were smashed and razed to the ground almost in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The two split a sword from afar, collided with lightning, and retreated.

"I told you, you can't!"

Ye Qingyan in white smiled evilly at the corners of his mouth, coupled with his black hair dancing in the wind, which is quite unruly.

"You do know a lot, including all my swordsmanship, and you are all good at it!"

Ye Qingyan lowered his head slightly and his eyes flashed, "But I want to let you know that the imitation is always a imitation. No matter how much he optimizes the whitewash, it is not as good as me!"

Ye Qingyan in white suddenly changed his color and sneered, "Then let's see. What else do you have? If that's all, failure is only a matter of time!"

"See clearly!"

Ye Qingyan slowly raised his head and the wind was blowing everywhere, but his silver hair was still strangely scattered behind his back, motionless, so that Ye Qingyan in white let him see his eyes.

"Your eyes!" Seeing Ye Qingyan's eyes, Ye Qingyan in white suddenly took a breath of cold air and said in shock.

Ye Qingyan's left eye was as dark as ink, without any white eyes. His right eye was as bright as daylight, but his eyeball disappeared. Such a scene was strange and oozing.

Ye Qingyan did not say a word, slowly stretched out his left hand and pointed into a sword. His fingertips pointed to Ye Qingyan in white. An extremely strange terrorist force slowly condensed, and the endless black and white light points in the void quickly converged, and finally condensed into a huge finger of nearly ten feet. The giant finger was black and white, bright and dark, just formed, a The incomparable vast and majestic breath emanates from the giant finger, which is inexplicable.

Ye Qingyan's face suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed, but in the depths of his pupils, there was finally a trace of panic.

"What kind of move is this? Why don't I know?" Ye Qingyan in white shouted.

"The fourth finger of silence refers to the light!"

Ye Qingyan's silver hair was scattered, and his eyes were black and white on the left and right. He stared at Ye Qingyan in white and said slowly.

"Light and dark finger!" Ye Qingyan in white was stunned at first, then looked happy and shouted, "I will too!"

"You don't have a chance!"

Ye Qingyan sneered repeatedly, and at the same time, the long sword in his right hand waved lightning, and the sword soared into the sky and tore open a heavenly river in the sky!

Cut the sky with one sword!

A light pointed to cut the sky, like two dragons, turning into two peerless sharp divine lights and shooting at Ye Qingyan in white.

Ye Qingyan in white also wanted to make a secret finger. He just tried a few times, but failed. Seeing that the power of terror was about to attack, his eyes were fierce and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fight!"

"Boom!"

He punched with lightning in his left hand, and his right hand also used anti-sky sword skills, killing the sky with one sword!

The terrible forces collided and roared!

The aftermath of the collision radiated in all directions, and the rolling mountains disappeared in an instant. The streams and rivers within a few miles of the sky rose up, and the water poured down and watered the earth, which was a powerful horror.

"What is the power of the light?" Ye Qingyan stared at Ye Qingyan in white, with the corners of his mouth slightly up and smiled.

"It is worthy of the ultimate power of light and darkness, very powerful!" Ye Qingyan in white came out of the red blood from the corners of his mouth, and he coughed and smiled bitterly.

"You lost!"

"I lost!"

The two made a sound almost at the same time and looked at each other. Ye Qingyan shook his head and smiled, "It's good to dare to admit your failure!"

"Ye Qingyan has always been a responsible person!" Ye Qingyan in white coughed up blood and forced a smile.

Ye Qingyan raised his eyebrows, but fell silent.

"Don't deny it. In fact, I am you, and you must know this from the bottom of your heart!"

Ye Qingyan in white erased the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and said, "It's just that my existence is too illusory. I'm afraid it will dissipate soon. Maybe if you want to appear again, you have to wait for the next time someone breaks into the ninety-seventh Tower!"

"You are me, not me!" After a slight silence, Ye Qingyan whispered.

"What do you say?" Ye Qingyan in white asked.

"You have everything I have, swordsmanship, mystery, talent, potential, but you lack a little!" Ye Qingyan stared at Ye Qingyan in white and said quietly, "Creativity!"

"Creativity?" Bai Yiye Qingyan was stunned, and then smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I do lack creativity, which is an irreparable defect!"

"I'm a virtual replica after all, not a real human. How can I have creativity!" Bai Yiye Qingyan muttered, which seemed to be a little sad.

"I saw this when I applied the three-style fingering method. Later, in order to test yourself, I forced myself to melt the power that had been stored in my body for a long time before I fought with you for so long!" Ye Qingyan said, "I don't know why you exist, but existence is reasonable, and I won't erase you!"

"You can't erase it either!"