He stood in the air, his whole body shrouded in white light, holding a dragon-patterned spear, like a god.
Sacred and inviolable.
At this moment, those members of the wealthy families felt endless pressure, and their knees that were originally kneeling on the ground began to be unable to bear it, and they all knelt on the ground like dogs.
Several elderly family heads who were in poor health were even knocked unconscious by this momentum.
Then, the guardian's voice sounded like thunder, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.
"Ye Wushuang, you really impress me. I have lived for so many years, and you are the first monk in the Venerable Realm who has competed with me for so long."
Ye Wushuang jumped up and stood on the city wall, saying expressionlessly: "Believe it or not, I can not only compete with you, but also kill you?"
"Presumptuous!" the guardian said angrily: "I only used 50% of my combat power just now."
What, the fight was so fierce and only 50% of the combat power was used?
Hearing this, Ye Qiu and others found it unimaginable, and their hearts rose in their throats.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wushuang's posture was extremely powerful, "Whether you use 50% of your combat power or 100% of your combat power, I will kill you today."
"Guardian, don't waste your time."
"Quick victory!"
"Since you are so impatient to die, then I will help you." After the guardian finished speaking, his arm shook.
In an instant, the dragon-patterned spear seemed to come alive, releasing a peerless edge.
The cold is overwhelming and the killing intent is boundless.
"Qiang!"
The guardian was like a sharp arrow shot out, carrying majestic power and crashing into Ye Wushuang.
The dragon-patterned spear swept out, and the light of the spear dyed the sky red, like blood boiling.
This is a peerless attack from a king-level warrior. One spear thrust out has the potential to destroy everything.
In Ye Wushuang's eyes, golden light flowed, as bright as two magic lamps, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit.
"kill!"
Ye Wushuang killed with his sword.
Chi!
A streak of bloody gun light passed by Ye Wushuang, leaving a huge hole in the city wall.
Immediately afterwards, rays of gun light came overwhelmingly, like dense raindrops, which was terrifying to the extreme.
Ye Wushuang's calm face finally showed a serious look, and he began to fight back with all his strength.
boom!
Another spear light landed on Ye Wushuang's shoulder, destroying half of the city wall.
Ye Qiu's face changed.
The guardian's attack was too fierce, and the war had just begun.
For the sake of safety, Ye Qiu, Mr. Ye and Mr. Tang continued to retreat until they reached the gate of the city wall to avoid being affected by the remaining power of the battle.
"Ye Wushuang, I have only used 60% of my combat power now. I hope you can force me to use all my strength."
"But it looks like you can't do it."
"As the saying goes, all the kings are ants."
The guardian continued to wave the dragon-marked spear, flying down into the sky with the power of a stormy wave. Hundreds of spear rays blocked all Ye Wushuang's escape routes.
In the end, the guardian used the dragon-marked spear as a club and smashed it down with one shot.
Ye Wushuang raised his sword to resist.
"when!"
The sound of weapons clashing sounded like ghosts crying and gods howling.
Ye Wushuang's blood surged in his chest, a streak of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he stepped back.
The guardian did not give Ye Wushuang a chance to breathe. After hitting the gun, he turned his hand and the dragon-marked spear penetrated the void like lightning and pierced Ye Wushuang's heart.
Ye Wushuang retreated again.
The spear in the guardian's hand thrust forward with all his might, and the tip of the spear changed direction and pointed directly at Ye Wushuang's eyebrows, trying to nail Ye Wushuang to death.
Not only that, the tip of the spear is even sharper than before.
Ye Qiu, who was watching the battle, dared not make a sound.
The guardian's spear was so overbearing. The spear's light shone across the sky and earth, like the scorching sun across the sky, and its divine power was unparalleled.
Ye Wushuang continued to retreat.
However, the tip of the gun was getting closer and closer to him.
In the blink of an eye, the spear in the guardian's hand was only five meters away from Ye Wushuang.
At this time, a drop of blood appeared between Ye Wushuang's eyebrows and dripped down the bridge of his nose. He was injured by the sharp edge released by the tip of the gun.
"Father……"
Ye Qiu clenched his fists, eager to go up and help Ye Wushuang block the guardian's attack.
It's a pity that his cultivation is too weak and he rushes forward rashly, not only unable to help Ye Wushuang, but also distracting Ye Wushuang.
Soon, Ye Wushuang was only fifty meters away from the city gate.
"Let's see how far you can retreat."
The guardian sneered: "If you retreat again, it won't be you who will die first, but your father and son."
"With just one strike, I can wipe out their corpses and turn them into ashes."
Boom!
Ye Wushuang suddenly stopped, and then, in the extremely surprised look of the guardian, he threw away the long sword in his hand, raised his fist, and attacked the dragon-marked spear.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
"Is he crazy?"
"Using fists against spears is simply courting death."
The guardian also didn't understand. At this critical moment of life and death, where did Ye Wushuang get the courage to fight with his fists?
The dragon-patterned spear in his hand was extremely sharp. If it collided with Ye Wushuang's fist, Ye Wushuang's fist would be shattered instantly.
Could it be that, knowing that he was outmatched, he simply broke the jar and threw it?
"Okay, since you are looking for death, I will give you a ride."
The guardian sneered, thrust his spear forward, and hit Ye Wushuang's fist.
"Bang!"
After a loud noise, the guardian was shocked to find that Ye Wushuang's fist was intact.
"this……"
Before the guardian had finished being shocked, he heard a soft sound coming from the dragon-marked spear.
"Crack!"
The guardian looked down and saw a crack at the tip of the dragon-marked spear.
"He cracked my weapon with his fist?"
The guardian was stunned for a while.
He couldn't help but understand that Ye Wushuang was not as good as him, but why was his combat power so abnormal?
The guardian even wondered whether Ye Wushuang was hiding his cultivation. Otherwise, how could his fist be so hard?
While the guardian was distracted, Ye Wushuang's fist struck again.
"I don't believe that flesh and blood can really be more powerful than my spear."
The guardian quickly poured power into the dragon-patterned spear and fought fiercely with Ye Wushuang.
boom!
Ye Wushuang's fist was covered with a thick layer of golden light. At this moment, the fist seemed to have turned into a peerless weapon, colliding fiercely with the dragon-patterned spear, sending sparks flying everywhere.
Ye Wushuang showed off his power.
He punched seventeen times in one breath, and finally shattered the dragon pattern spear with his fist.
"Boom!"
Ye Wushuang followed up by swinging the eighteenth punch, which was like a huge wave sweeping towards the guardian.
The guardian lost his dragon-marked spear and could only use his palms to attack.
However, as soon as his palm touched Ye Wushuang's fist, he felt a violent force rushing into his meridians.
The next second, the guardian's mouth was bleeding and his body flew out.
Ye Wushuang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, but stood on top of the city wall, with his hands behind his back, and uttered an indifferent word.
"The master of the king is nothing more than that!"
