Chapter 820: Comprehending the Ancient Sword Intent of Xuanyang Supreme

One pass to ten, ten to a hundred! The name Fan Laogou spread throughout the Beidou Sword Sect in just one day.

Everyone laughed at Fan Laosheng for being called an old dog, but they also admired Ye Xinghe.

Young people are energetic and dare to act! At the same time, Ye Xinghe had already returned to the Peak Mansion.

He sat cross-legged, took out dozens of demon pills, and prepared to practice.

Ye Xinghe held his breath and concentrated, holding a demon pill in each hand.

Then, he circulated the power of the divine gang and absorbed the power of the demon pill.

I saw the golden demon elixir, which was filled with brilliant light.

The power of the demon pill turned into a warm current and flowed into his dantian.

Then, the warm current divided into two streams, one of which revolved around Shen Gang's essence and turned into the power of Shen Gang.

The other stream flowed into the Dao Palace and turned into soul power! As Shengang Jingyuan increases, the soul of life is also increasing! Ye Xinghe raised his brows slightly, with a happy expression on his face, and said to himself: "This demon pill is really a good thing!"

Then, he kept absorbing demon pills.

Three hours later, more than half of the nearly one hundred demon pills had been absorbed! And Ye Xinghe's strength has also reached the middle stage of the third level of Tianhe Realm! In the Dao Palace, the Ancient Divine Sword Life Soul absorbs the most soul power! The ancient sword chanted softly and the golden light flashed! There is only 10% left before the breakthrough! At this moment, the Divine Thunder Fire Sword suddenly began to vibrate.

Ye Xinghe immediately sensed it.

He suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look.

I saw that on the wooden table, the Divine Thunder Fire Sword was trembling! A purple stream of light emerged from the sword blade! The purple light gradually condensed and turned into the appearance of Zhan Yue.

Ye Xinghe looked puzzled and asked: "Zhanyue, why did you come out?"

Zangetsu looked excited and asked hurriedly: "Master, do you have any other weapon spirits?"

"I just sensed the breath of a weapon spirit!"

Ye Xinghe was stunned for a moment, then understood.

He chuckled: "What you are talking about should be the Ancient Divine Sword Life Soul."

After saying that, Ye Xinghe waved his sleeves, and golden light flashed behind him.

The ancient divine sword's life soul turned into a golden light and flew to Zhan Yue.

The bronze divine sword stood in front of Zhan Yue, giving off waves of doubts.

Zangetsu looked excited and laughed loudly: "It is indeed a weapon spirit!"

"Master, I didn't expect that you actually have a weapon spirit!"

Then, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and said: "Master, I haven't seen the same kind of people for a long time, so I'm a little out of sorts."

"I hope you won't blame me."

Ye Xinghe smiled and nodded, and said, "I can understand human nature."

Zhanyue's eyes flickered, with an embarrassed look on his face, and he said with a sneer: "I hope Master will answer my question again."

"I want to exchange feelings with this sword spirit man."

Ye Xinghe was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Can Zangetsu still communicate with the Ancient Divine Sword Life Soul?

This matter is unheard of.

After Ye Xinghe came to his senses, he chuckled and said, "You can do whatever you want."

"Thank you Master."

Zangetsu slightly cupped his hands, and the smile on his face became even wider.

Then, he walked up to the Ancient Divine Sword and started communicating.

However, Ye Xinghe did not understand.

When the sword spirits communicated, the sound seemed to be the whisper of the sword blade.

The sound of sword sounds is extremely pleasant to the ear.

After burning the incense, Zhanyue laughed loudly: "Brother Taikoo Sword, I will definitely bring you your words."

After saying that, he handed over the Ancient Divine Sword Life Soul Gong.

The Ancient Divine Sword Life Soul groaned softly, turned into a stream of light, and returned to the Dao Palace.

Zhanyue strode to Ye Xinghe, cupped his hands and said, "Master, I have a piece of good news."

"According to Brother Taigu Sword, there is a sword wall where he met his master."

"There is the sword intention left by Supreme Xuanyang, and the master can go and understand it."

Then, Zhan Yue pointed his finger, and purple light poured into Ye Xinghe's mind.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

That's where the stone wall is.

"There is such a hidden place in the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls."

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go there immediately."

After saying that, he picked up the Divine Thunder Fire Sword and strode out of the door.

After burning incense, he came to the cliff of the back mountain.

At this time, Ye Xinghe was strong enough to go alone.

He activated the Divine Gang and activated the Youtian Yufeng Jue.

Green wind surged out from under his feet, he tiptoed and jumped down.

On the edge of the cliff, clouds and mist rolled in.

Ye Xinghe fell into it, like a pebble falling into a pool, causing ripples.

Then, it gradually disappeared into the clouds and mist.

A moment later, his figure fell from the sky and appeared in the Holy Land of Spiritual Grass.

Ye Xinghe breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his eyes to determine the direction, and headed straight for the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls.

Three hours later, Ye Xinghe arrived at Ten Thousand Souls Valley.

Under the heavy dusk, the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls looked a bit depressed.

With the disappearance of the innocent souls, the thick fog has become much lighter.

The Zhiyang Soul Suppressing Cauldron has also lost its luster and is in a dilapidated state.

Ye Xinghe strode across the cauldron and walked towards the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Souls Valley.

Going deeper, there is a cliff, towering like a knife and an axe, rising straight into the sky.

And on the cliff, there is a cave.

Ye Xinghe raised his head, stared at the cave, and smiled: "This is it!"

After saying that, he tiptoed and jumped up.

This cave is more than thirty meters high from the ground.

Ye Xinghe rode the wind and flew more than twenty meters.

Then, he put his toes on the cliff and used the force to jump up again before landing in the cave.

This cave is more than five meters high. The top of the cave is full of stalactites, with water droplets dripping from them.

Ye Xinghe walked along the cave for about a hundred steps, and the view in front of him suddenly opened up.

At the bottom of the cave was a large stone room.

It was equipped with stone tables and stone chairs.

On the stone wall next to it, there were sword marks.

In the center of the stone wall, there was a sharp sword character! Ye Xinghe strode to the stone wall and looked at the sword marks carefully.

After a moment, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

Ye Xinghe took a breath: "The stone wall as hard as divine iron can penetrate three inches into the stone!"

"The sword intent of the Supreme Xuanyang is really powerful!"

There were a total of 108 sword marks.

Each sword contained the power of a sword to split the mountain.

There was even infinite sword intent in the sword character! Ye Xinghe just took a look and his body trembled violently.

He only felt a sharp sword intent rushing towards him! The sharp sword intent seemed to condense into a sharp blade, wanting to split him in half! Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, quickly retracted his gaze, and took two steps back.

But it was still a little late.

With two hissing sounds, two holes were cut on Ye Xinghe's robe! Dangdang! The sword intent slashed at his body, and the crisp sound of golden swords clashing rang out.

The shock on his face became even more intense, and he exclaimed: "Just relying on the lingering sword intent, you can hurt people!"

"Xuan Yang Supreme's understanding of the sword way is already a great achievement!"

Then, Ye Xinghe took a deep breath and sat cross-legged.

"Today, I must comprehend the sword intent!"

Ye Xinghe's face was full of determination, holding his breath and concentrating, staring closely at the word sword.

As soon as his eyes fell, the sharp sword intent suddenly attacked! Ye Xinghe's robe moved without wind!