Holy artifact!

That's right, this is a holy weapon! Under the rust, there is a holy power. The Taoist rhymes are intertwined, and Ye Chu can fully sense it.

Of course, this is a broken holy weapon, but even so, it is enough to shock the world.

How terrifying are the holy weapons? They are imprinted with the Tao and Dharma of the saints, and they riot with all their might. They have the divine power of the saints and are invincible. Many ancient tribes that have been passed down can stand because other tribes have holy weapons.

For example, the Ye family has a holy sword left by the ancestor of the Ye family. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and no one dares to move. Ye Jingyun walks around the world, and dares to face the older generation of strong people with Xuanhua realm without showing any weakness.

The value of the holy weapon is immeasurable and can protect an ancient weapon. This is the value of the holy weapon!

Although the rusty heavy hammer in Ye Chu's hand was incomplete, it was still astonishing as a holy weapon. If it could be used, it could expose unrivaled power.

"What is this?" Ye Jingyun saw Ye Chu grabbing the broken copper and iron, knowing that this was not an ordinary item, but she still couldn't tell what it was.

"Under the rust, there is a broken holy weapon!" Ye Chu replied to Ye Jingyun.

One sentence made Ye Jingyun stunned, and he stared at Ye Chu with his eyes widened. What a joke? A drop of ancient water actually brought a holy weapon? What kind of bloody business is this?

Ye Jingyun still felt dazed that the value of the holy weapon was too great. For her, who was also a heritage of the ancient clan, she knew very well what this meant.

If there is a holy weapon in the imperial palace, even if the witch clan's foundation is not used, the major ancient clans will have to consider it if they want to deal with the ancient clan.

"Can you use it?" Ye Jingyun was a little excited, and asked Ye Chu with a bit of tremolo.

The holy weapon has a spirit. If you want to be recognized by the holy weapon, you need to control the spirit of the weapon. Ye Jingyun is looking forward to the high degree of fit between Ye Chu and the holy weapon, so that the imperial palace will have a treasure that shocks outsiders.

"I don't know! It's hard!" Ye Chu's path was exclusive to him. He even wanted to rush out of the Supreme imprisonment. It was difficult to find a holy weapon that could recognize and accept him. But it was not impossible!

Of course, Ye Chu didn't care whether he could use this holy weapon. There were so many people in the Imperial Palace, and there were always someone who could get his recognition.

Ye Jingyun obviously thought of this and did not continue to ask Ye Chu. She was also extremely excited and did not expect to get such a thing when she came to Liushui Pond.

After obtaining such a treasure, Ye Chu and Ye Jingyun looked down on other things, and could not get entangled with Ye Jingyun, and told her about the artistic conception of the Burial Sword Art.

This is the sacred method of the Ye family. Ye Jingyun is extremely focused on practicing, and has the support of his blood. With Ye Chu's explanation, many things that he had never understood were suddenly realized and felt that the entire Yuan Ling was much more transparent.

"Ye Chu! Come and die!" Just as Ye Chu and Ye Jingyun were discussing the Sword Technique of Burial Kong, a voice suddenly sounded, with a vast voice shaking the sky, and a scattered momentum rioted, sweeping across the world, and many people felt a great pressure.

The roar alarmed everyone in Liushuitan, and was shocked by this momentum, thinking who is this? He has such a mighty and dares to shout at Ye Chu so much.

In the surprise of everyone, an old man stepped forward, stood in the air, rushing to the crown with anger. His aura was boundless, and his majesty fell down, and the huge rocks collapsed. On his forehead, the texture of the nine-headed lion flashed continuously, and a palpitationary aura rioted.

Just when he stood there, it made people breathe hard, and his vast momentum was like thunder, shocking everyone.

"It's him! The Lion's roar under the throne of the Seikuai Sect!"

"Why did he come out? One of the three powerful men who sat down by the King of the Cang Clan. How could he suddenly come over and take Ye Chu's life?"

"this……"

Countless people recognized the roar of a lion standing in the void like a mad god roaring in the sky, which was unbelievable to everyone. This was a terrifying figure who had become famous for a long time and followed the king of the sect. He was also famous among the older generation, but at this moment he was like an angry lion, with his eyes wide open and his bronze drum that was about to swallow people's hearts.

"Ye Chu! Get out and die!" The Lion's roared angrily, and the sound shook all directions and came out in a vast way. The sound waves were thrust into the practitioner's eardrums, feeling uncomfortable to tear, and the Lion's roar's strength was fully revealed.

Everyone was shocked and thought that if such a strong man came, how would Ye Chu deal with it? Can Ye Chu still match such a senior expert?

Everyone felt that Ye Chu should avoid his sharp edge at this moment, because the Lion's roar was too powerful. After all, following the sect king for a long time is far from comparable to that of an ordinary strong man.

"An old dog, what are you barking, get out!"

A voice also exploded in the void, and this voice vibrated everyone's heart. They looked at Ye Chu who stood up strongly, and Ye Chu faced tit-for-tat, without showing any weakness.

This attitude made many people dull, thinking that Ye Chu was really too domineering. A person like Lion Zhixiao is not an ordinary older generation strong man. He has the ability to kill the genius.

The lion's roar looked at the source of the sound, and Ye Chu was proudly in the void, with a huge momentum standing in the air, like a peerless sword, standing there staring at the other party, with rebellious eyes in his eyes.

In the void, the two people faced each other in a tit-for-tat manner, and their momentum was extraordinary. When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but move towards both sides.

Someone was shocked: "Ye Chu really dares, such an older generation of strong men dare to confront each other."

"When Lion's roar followed the Sect King, he entered the Three Dust Realm. After receiving guidance from the Sect King, his strength must have surged. I'm afraid that there will be Five Dust Realm at this moment. He is really a shocking strong man."

"The Lion's forehead has the texture of the Nine-Headed Lion King. It turns out that he is also from the Nine-Headed Lion King. No wonder he appeared, to stand up for the Nine-Headed Lion King."

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"You are Ye Chu!" Lion Zhixiao looked down from a high place, looking at Ye Chu coldly, with a bit of ferociousness.

"Young Master is Ye Chu. Who is your old dog?" Ye Chu stared at the other party and cursed without mercy. His voice was shaking in the vastness of the void. The loud thunderous sound was shocking. Who dared to insult Lion Zhixiao like this? But Ye Chu strongly scolded the old dog, and really didn't take him seriously.

"If you kill my grandson, how could you not know who I am?" Lion Zhixiao's eyes widened, with bloodthirsty violent rage.

"Your grandson? Is the trash that Lion and Tiger Roar?" Ye Chu replied indifferently, "If you kill, kill me, what do you think?"

A sentence made Lion Zhixiao's face look ferocious: "Okay! OK! What a domineering and arrogant word. What if you kill me if I kill me? Then I will kill you today, let you know what it means to kill me if I kill me!"

As he spoke, his beard opened angrily, his eyes were filled with rage, and he was approaching Ye Chu.
Chapter completed!