The attack was vicious and the moves were fierce, leaving Ye Xuan no chance to counterattack. After striking out with one knife, he swung several more knives.\%_%_Original_Creation%_%\

In front of Ye Xuan's eyes, the green light was shining so brightly that he could hardly see the shadow of the knife.

The opponent's aura is too huge!

"The best spiritual weapon!" Ye Xuan felt the breath of the sword in the opponent's hand, and his heart completely calmed down. He didn't even bother to sacrifice the magic weapon, and directly faced it with his bare hands.[

"Boy, you are looking for death!" When the old man saw this, he laughed angrily.

Ye Xuan dared to hit the top-grade spiritual weapon with his body. This was simply asking for death.

Not only did the old man think so, but other people in the empire who were watching the battle also shook their heads and sighed, thinking that Ye Xuan was so frightened that he did such a stupid thing.

Ding ding ding…

However, the next hard fight shocked everyone.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can a boy who is at the fourth level of the Ultimate Realm have a body comparable to the best spiritual weapons?" Someone in the crowd in Mo Country yelled, with a look of shock on his face.

"What kind of physique is this? How can it be so powerful?" People in the Great Wilderness Empire couldn't help but marvel.

In the distance, the masters of the Great Barbarian Empire also looked at him in horror.

They are famous for their physical strength. In their empire, only a golden elixir monk's physical body can be compared to the best spiritual weapons!

A cultivation level like Ye Xuan's, who is at the fourth level of the Ultimate Realm, is enough to challenge the best spiritual weapons. Even in the Great Barbarian Empire, it is a rare existence in ten thousand years.

Seeing that Ye Xuan remained calm and calmly threw out a punch, blocking the old man's ferocious attack, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and almost dropped their jaws in shock.

Not to mention them, even everyone in the Zhou Kingdom was stunned.

Although they knew that Ye Xuan was a bit unfathomable, they never expected that it would be so terrifying.

The old man was dripping with cold sweat, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became. No matter how violently he attacked, in Ye Xuan's eyes, it was all resolved by a pair of physical fists, which seemed effortless.

"Crazy sword sweeps the world!"

Suddenly, the old man roared majesticly.

The sword in his hand suddenly became illusory, seemingly out of his control and escaping high into the sky.

Before Ye Xuan could react, he noticed a murderous look on his back.

It turned out that the treasured sword in the old man's hand actually came from behind Ye Xuan.[

At this moment, Ye Xuan was being attacked from both sides by the old man. If he was not careful, he would die.

"Boy, suffer the death!" The old man entangled Ye Xuan head-on, and when he saw his own crazy knife, he burst out laughing wildly.

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, but without any movement, he disappeared in front of the old man's eyes with a whoosh.

"Die!"

Just when the old man's smile was stiff, a cold shout appeared above his head.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a murderous aura that pierced his heart and lungs pouring into his body. Then, he seemed to see his veins bursting one by one. Then his eyes widened and he collapsed unwillingly.

Before he died, he saw his sword falling to the ground like scrap metal without the help of its master's true energy, making a series of harsh sounds.

The darkness drowned his vitality.

Ye Xuan watched this scene coldly, then stepped forward, collected all the opponent's magic weapons, and threw the opponent's body directly to everyone in the Zhao Kingdom.

Then, he put his hands behind his back, stood up straight, looked at the people of Zhao Kingdom, and said three words calmly.
Chapter completed!