In a simple corridor, eleven figures suddenly appeared, and it was Ye Xingchen and others who had entered the Sword Emperor's Tomb.

The stone walls on both sides of the corridor are dark, emitting a faint halo, and the surroundings are silent.

At this time, at the end of the corridor in front of them, there were actually ten gates.

The old man without arms pointed at the ten gates in front of him, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. Then he turned around and said in a deep voice to Ye Xingchen and others: "These ten gates can all lead to the core of the Sword Emperor Tomb, but there are dangers inside waiting for it. Moreover, each of you can only enter one of these ten gates. If two people enter one of them at the same time, they will undoubtedly die."

"What!" Fang Yiming was stunned when he heard this. He wanted to follow Ye Xingchen, but in this way, wouldn't he have to go on the road alone?

Ye Xingchen was a little surprised. No wonder the academy arranged ten students to come in. It turned out that only ten people could enter here at one time.

However, Ye Xingchen was not afraid. He didn't want to be with anyone at first. He immediately patted Fang Yiming with a frustrated look on his face and smiled: "You have red gold armor, as long as you are careful, there will be no problem."

"At this point, we can only leave it to fate!" Fang Yiming smiled bitterly, but his face soon became firm. As the young master of the Fang family, he was not an ordinary person.

Although the others were frightened, they did not look afraid at all. After all, this path was chosen by themselves.

The old man without arms raised his hand, and a flash of light made Ye Xingchen and others look surprised.

This time the distance was so close that they suddenly realized that the armless old man's arms were condensed from war energy, and the lifelike war energy palm was made of gold.

At this time, everyone suddenly remembered that the old man without arms released the magic sword before. At that time, they were still wondering, how could this old man without arms have arms?

Now I know that this arm is condensed from war energy.

Ye Xingchen was full of admiration. Being able to use the battle aura to this extent was simply amazing.

The so-called "like arm drive" refers to the degree of use of a person in a certain thing.

It is obvious that the use of the combat energy of the old man without arm has reached such a peak state.

Ye Xingchen felt that ordinary war emperors might not be able to do this.

This is also because the armless old man lost his arm. For decades, he has been able to be proficient in this level of skill using the arms condensed by war energy every night.

"Swish!"

As the armless old man raised his arm of war Qi, ten golden swords shining with light suddenly appeared in his palm, and these swords turned into ten rays of light and rushed into the bodies of Ye Xingchen and the ten people.

Ten people looked surprised, but they did not dodge, and they could not dodge either.

"Huh?" Ye Xingchen frowned. He felt a golden sword appearing in his body, emitting a powerful force, which shocked him.

However, this golden sword was very stable, as if it was falling into a deep sleep.

At this time, the old man without arms spoke, "This is the condensed sword element of my natal life. When you are in danger of death, it will automatically explode and save your life."

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

Ye Xingchen was shocked, and then hurriedly said, "Senior, once this life sword energy dissipates, you will definitely be seriously damaged. How can you do this?"

As a powerful man in the Jiandao lineage, he certainly knew the preciousness of his natal sword essence.

For those who are about to reach their limits, every time a trace of sword energy is spent, they will take a step towards the gates of hell.

Fang Yiming had heard his grandfather Fang Zhanyuan say about his natal sword essence, so he quickly said, "Please ask senior to take back the sword essence. We are not worthy of this."

The other students did not speak, and they knew the preciousness of the natal sword essence, but they were reluctant to let it go. After all, this trace of natal sword essence is equivalent to a life.

In the dangerous tomb of the Sword Emperor, how could they bear such a natal sword essence?

People are very realistic. After all, not everyone is like Ye Xingchen and Fang Yiming.

The old man without arm glanced at Ye Xingchen and Fang Yiming, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, and then said calmly: "You don't have to worry, my limit is only in one or two years. Although these natal sword essences are precious, they are just useless things to me."

This is the end of death and nothing is taken into consideration.

Everyone is about to die, why do you still need Jian Yuan?

Ye Xingchen and Fang Yiming had no choice but to bow to thank the old man without arms, and the other students bowed and bowed.

They are doomed to be unable to repay such kindness.

"Go in!" The old man without arms waved indifferently.

However, at this moment, a terrible aura suddenly came.

"Stop!" A roar shook the entire corridor.

Not far away, an old man and a young man suddenly appeared. The powerful aura emanated from the old man, like a violent storm, instantly covering the entire corridor, making Ye Xingchen and others tremble and unable to move.

"How is that possible?"

"who are they?"

Fang Yiming and others looked at the young and old who suddenly appeared with horror.

Ye Xingchen looked at the old man, his pupils shrank and his eyelids twitched.

This is definitely not the momentum that the War King should have.

This is the War Emperor!

The old man without arms also changed his face at this moment: "War Emperor!"

"You have some knowledge!" The old man smiled indifferently. He held his hands on his back and looked at Ye Xingchen and others with a look of disdain.

The young man next to him stared at Ye Xingchen and others fiercely, and said coldly: "I'm so brave. I dare to steal the Sword Emperor's inheritance. Fortunately, I came by a coincidence, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get in."

Obviously, he also knew that the ten gates in front of him could only enter one person at a time.

"Who are you? This sword emperor tomb is the remains of our Haotian Academy. Do you want to be an enemy of our Haotian Empire?" The old man without arms shouted coldly.

Although the other party is the Emperor of War, he is not afraid.

"Haotian Academy? Haotian Empire? Haha!" The old man sneered when he heard this, with mockery in his eyes.

Ye Xingchen's heart sank. From the old man's expression, he could already tell that the old man didn't care about the Haotian Empire and Haotian Academy at all.

There is only one possibility.

At this time, the young man next to him snorted coldly: "Old Hua, stop talking nonsense to these mortals, kill them for me."

"Yes, the Holy Son!" The old man nodded, then raised a palm, and endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, and a terrifying battle aura surged out.

The old man without arms changed his face and then shouted at Ye Xingchen and others: "Go away!"

After saying that, a hundred long swords suddenly appeared behind him, and as he pointed out, they gathered together and headed towards the old man opposite.

"Boom!" The momentum of the two powerful men was released without any scruples, and Ye Xingchen and others were immediately bombarded.
Chapter completed!