Chapter 22: Second Level of Enlightenment of the One-Word Electric Sword

The fire outside was blazing, adding a bit of warmth to the cold autumn night.

Ye Xinghe tightened his clothes and came to the top of the cliff.

A wide expanse of space, the night wind howled.

The bright moon hung high, the clear light fell.

Ye Xinghe sighed softly, slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist, his eyes were bright.

Today, he was going to practice the second level of the Yizi Electric Sword! In the past few days, he killed monsters in the mountains and forests, his strength improved, and his swordsmanship was honed! Today, the sword intent in his heart surged up, and it was hard to suppress! Today is the best time to break through! The long sword stabbed out again and again! Ye Xinghe's strength of the fourth level of the body tempering realm poured fiercely into the long sword, making this fine steel long sword straight and humming! I don't know how many swords were stabbed, maybe eight thousand swords, maybe ten thousand swords! Even Ye Xinghe's arms and shoulders holding the long sword were so sore that he could hardly lift them! He was sweating all over, and his clothes were soaked.

Ye Xinghe felt that his strength was almost exhausted! The feeling of exhaustion made him almost vomit blood, and even his eyes began to dizzy! But Ye Xinghe's eyes were still calm, full of incomparable desire and excitement! At this time, the sky was dim and the fish belly white was revealed.

It has been a whole night! At the moment when the first ray of white light quietly climbed up the horizon in the morning light.

Ye Xinghe suddenly felt blessed! He felt that the wind in his ears seemed to stop, and everything in front of him seemed to stop! It was as if time had frozen here.

At this time, there was a slight humming sound in the air.

A black mist floated past Ye Xinghe.

These are dozens of small beetles.

This thing is a specialty of Lingyun Mountain Range, but it is the size of a fingernail and bright red.

The body is as hard as diamond, which is an excellent forging material.

Those diamond beetles found Ye Xinghe and immediately rushed towards him with a buzz! At this time, Ye Xinghe moved! He thrust out a sword! This sword seemed to be extremely slow, but it was actually extremely fast.

Ye Xinghe's sword moves seemed to have spirituality.

It seemed slow, and he didn't strike many swords, but the air turned into a dense sword net, trapping the diamond beetles in it! The diamond beetles rushed left and right in it, but couldn't get out.

After a while, Ye Xinghe shook his wrist and thrust out six swords in an instant! Then, six diamond beetles hovered in the air, as if they were frozen there.

The next moment, bang bang bang, all exploded and turned into powder.

The diamond-hard beetles were hit hard by hard weapons such as iron rods and clubs, but they could only be flattened.

Ye Xinghe thrust out a sword, which could directly make them explode! Terrifying power! The remaining diamond beetles were not stupid, and they quickly fled.

Ye Xinghe exhaled lightly, clenched his fists slowly, and laughed: "The second level of the one-word electric sword, the spirit sword style! It has been practiced!"

The first level of the one-word electric sword is simple speed and attack! The second level is both offensive and defensive.

When defending, it is continuous and dense, weaving a sword net, with amazing defensive power! When attacking, stabbing out six swords in an instant, each sword has a force of eight thousand pounds! Ye Xinghe was exhausted, but he was indescribably happy in his heart.

He let out a long roar, and the long sword kept stabbing out.

There was even a sound of thunder! It was obviously a good day with a clear sky, but as Ye Xinghe pointed his long sword, there was a rolling thunder explosion, which spread far away! Ye Xinghe stayed in the same place for another half an hour, carefully experiencing the mystery of the second level of the one-word electric sword.

After fully understanding it, he left.

He came to a stream and jumped directly into the stream.

The stream water was cold in late autumn, but Ye Xinghe felt indescribably comfortable.

It was cool and refreshing, and it was transparent.

He took a comfortable bath, changed into clean and refreshing clothes, and then walked towards the camp.

When he returned to the camp, it was already bright, and Qiu Jiangxue and others had already gotten up.

Qiu Jiangxue seemed to be looking for something anxiously.

When she saw Ye Xinghe, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she walked up and said with some anger: "Where have you been?

Why did you come back so late?"

Ye Xinghe smiled and said: "I was a little stuffy when I slept, so I went out for a walk and took a bath by the way."

"Don't do this in the future."

Qiu Jiangxue said: "It's dangerous nearby. What should you do if you encounter any powerful monsters?"

Ye Xinghe was stunned at first, and a warm current surged in his heart.

Although Qiu Jiangxue didn't know her true strength, she was worried about herself from the bottom of her heart.

Fan Botao's voice came from the side: "It's better to die outside, just to reduce a burden for us."

Ye Xinghe ignored him, just looked at Qiu Jiangxue and smiled: "Don't worry."

While speaking, Zhao Tongshan had also returned and put the killed monster on the campfire.

Everyone started to eat breakfast.

Zhao Tongshan suddenly scratched his head, looked at everyone, and said with some doubts: "Did you hear the sound of wind and thunder this morning?"

Qiu Jiangxue nodded and exclaimed: "Moreover, there is also the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air, as if there is sword energy everywhere, as if there is a strong man practicing sword nearby."

Xiahou Shi was full of surprise, with a bit of longing: "When a sword is thrust out, there is a sound of wind and thunder. It is hard to imagine what kind of strong man this is!"

She seemed fascinated.

At this time, Fan Botao's face beside him sank slightly.

He has always claimed to be powerful, the first among the crowd, and is praised by everyone.

At this time, he heard everyone praising another person he had never met, and he was immediately very unhappy.

At this time, Shi Yuchen beside him laughed and said: "Who else could it be?

It must be Senior Brother Fan!"

He said loudly: "When I got up this morning, I found that Senior Brother Fan was not there. He just came back an hour ago."

"When Senior Brother Fan went out, it was the time when the wind and thunder were raging and the long sword was whistling."

"If it wasn't Senior Brother Fan, who else could it be?"

Immediately, everyone turned their eyes to Fan Botao.

Fan Botao's eyes flashed with surprise, but he did not deny it.

In fact, Fan Botao just went out for a walk this morning.

To see if he could find some medicines he liked, and he did not practice sword outside at all.

But after Shi Yuchen said this, he did not deny it.

Just now, he heard people praising the strong man he had never met, and he felt a little jealous and unhappy.

Now, seeing that everyone thought that the strong man who practiced sword with the sound of wind and thunder was himself, he simply admitted it.

Everyone nodded.

If it was Fan Botao, then it made sense, he had such strength! Qiu Jiangxue smiled and said: "Mr. Fan is powerful, I think the level of this sword technique has exceeded the fourth grade of the yellow level!"

"There is a sound of wind and thunder when the sword is stabbed out!"

Xiahou Shi's eyes were full of admiration: "Even the top ten disciples of the sect can't do it!"