He held the Chaos Sanskrit Bell in one hand, drew out his long sword with the other, and slashed towards the young man's face.
But just as he drew his sword, the young man also took action!
A flash of cold sword light passed through the endless void, and instantly turned into thousands of sword lights, both virtual and real, just like a dream.
The violent and raging space turbulence all around also stopped in this moment. The void that had been regarded as a desperate situation by countless strong men suddenly became peaceful and peaceful.
Of course, everyone knows that this so-called peace and tranquility is just an illusion, just like the calm before the storm.
Under this strange tranquility, everyone felt a sense of oppression that was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
And being enveloped by the sword light, Yue Zhongshan certainly felt it even more deeply. A fear he had never experienced before quietly grew from the depths of his heart, spreading like weeds under the spring rain.
The anger in his eyes quickly disappeared and was replaced by deep fear: It turns out that there is a reason why others dare to despise him so much. Others really have that strength.
Without hesitation, Yue Zhongshan turned around and flew in the direction he came from.
Unfortunately, it was too late to think of running away now.
As a strong man in the realm of overcoming tribulation, his speed is not bad, but the speed of the thousands of sword lights falling is even faster.
The divine light flashed before his eyes, like lightning and thunder.
It wasn't until this moment that Yue Zhongshan truly realized how terrifying the power contained in the opponent's sword was.
He originally thought that among the thousands of sword rays, only one was real, and the others were all illusions, but it turned out that he was wrong, every sword ray was real.
Even the Chaos Sanskrit Bell cannot resist such sword power.
The damage to this artifact was too serious. Yue Zhongshan was so angry that he cast the magic spell regardless of the consequences and poured all his spiritual power into it. Although he could maximize the power of the artifact, there was not much spiritual power left in the artifact itself.
Before the sword light completely fell, the Chaos Sanskrit Bell trembled and its brilliance disappeared.
In desperation, Yue Zhongshan could only raise his long sword, trying to block the sword light that struck in the air with his own strength, but he only blocked a few swords and blood began to spit out from his mouth.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." A burst of thunder-like explosions sounded in the void.
Blood spurted out from Yue Zhongshan's mouth, the meridians on his body were also broken, and streams of blood mist flew like fountains.
"Who are you? Who are you?" Yue Zhongshan shouted in horror.
"Ye Wuchen!" the young man said indifferently.
That's right, the man in front of me with a cold and beautiful face, and at the same time a pure and innocent man, is Ye Wuchen.
"Ye Wuchen, I admit defeat. As long as you don't kill me, I am willing to make a pact between heaven and earth and follow you from now on." Yue Zhongshan shouted eagerly while resisting the sword light that fell one after another.
Hearing his words, Xiao Changfeng and others couldn't help but feel their hearts beat violently.
Although Yue Zhongshan was weak at this time and suppressed by Ye Wuchen's sword skills, he was completely unable to fight back. To overcome the tribulation is to overcome the tribulation. With such a follower, even if Ye Wuchen never makes a move from now on, he can still dominate Tiancang Continent.
gone.
As for Yue Zhongshan's ambition, there is no need to worry at all. As long as he establishes a contract between heaven and earth, there is no need to worry about him going back on his word.
Even if Yue Zhongshan's first target when he wanted to get involved in Tiancang Continent was their Xiao family, if Gu Qingxi and Ye Wuchen hadn't come to rescue them one after another, the Xiao family would have been destroyed in his hands. But after hearing Yue Zhongshan's suggestion, Xiao Changfeng
While waiting for others, I still can’t help but feel my heart fluttering—my heart flutters for Ye Wuchen.
"No, I don't need followers like you." But what surprised them was that Ye Wuchen was not moved at all.
As he spoke, hundreds of sword rays fell simultaneously.
"Ah..." Yue Zhongshan let out an unwilling scream, and his body was torn apart.
Looking at Ye Wuchen's cold and ruthless face, Xiao Changfeng and others felt a chill in their hearts: What kind of hard-heartedness is needed to refuse the following of a strong man who has overcome the tribulation, and to be so cruel to him without changing his expression?
What frightened them even more was what came next.
"Why, why do you want to kill them all? Why don't you give me a way to survive?" Amidst the angry screams, a Nascent Soul about the size of a fist, with white hair and a childlike face flew out from Yue Zhongshan's broken Dantian.
Before Ye Wuchen could speak, he put away his angry face again and begged bitterly: "I promise you, as long as you let me go, I will teach you how to refine the soul puppet, even if you refine it into a soul
I accept my fate as a puppet."
In order to save the last chance of survival, a strong man who was in the realm of overcoming calamity was willing to be made into a puppet of the soul! Xiao Changfeng and others were shocked.
Looking at the weak Nascent Soul and the begging look on his face, they couldn't help but feel a bit of unbearability in their hearts.
However, Ye Wuchen's cold and beautiful face did not change at all.
He just stretched out his hand and pinched Yue Zhongshan's Nascent Soul in his hand.
"Poof!" This time, Yue Zhongshan didn't have time to scream, and it turned into powder in his palm.
The spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand, crushing the remaining bit of his soul into nothingness.
A generation of strong men who had overcome tribulations were wiped out in ashes, and their souls were completely scattered.
Outside the cracks in space, no one cheered or shouted.
The scene that just happened was so shocking that almost everyone was stunned.
It's too scary. This young man named Ye Wuchen is too scary.
It was enough to kill a strong man who had transcended the calamity with one sword. Even when others had clearly given up and were willing to make a pact between heaven and earth to follow him, he still showed no mercy.
He didn't even give others the chance to refine his soul into a puppet, and directly crushed other people's souls to pieces.
Even if they are demon cultivators, it would be difficult for them to be as ruthless as him.
In the Tiancang Continent, when did a young man with such amazing strength and such cold and ruthless appearance emerge? What is his identity?
Until Ye Wuchen passed through the space crack and came to Gu Qingxi, Xiao Changfeng and others were still trembling.
I wanted to salute and say thank you, but looking at that face as cold as ice, I couldn't say a single word.
"Wuchen, you're here." It was Gu Qingxi who spoke first, breaking the deathly silence.
Seeing Ye Wuchen's actions just now, she was not surprised at all, nor did she feel anything was wrong.
He's just a tribulation cultivator. What qualifications do he have to become a follower of Ye Wuchen?
What's more, Yue Zhongshan lost all his conscience to refine Yuanshen puppets and tame blood crows, which is not tolerated by heaven and earth. How could Ye Wuchen allow such a person to stay by his side.
Let alone Ye Wuchen, even if it were her, she would never be able to leave a way for Yue Zhongshan to survive.
As for being cold and ruthless, that's even more natural. If he was like those pedantic immortal monks who showed mercy everywhere, he wouldn't have been called a ruthless sword in the first place.
"I'm a little late, but fortunately you're okay." Ye Wuchen took Gu Qingxi's hand, with a gentle smile on his face.