Faced with Wu Hua's most powerful blow, Ye Qiu actually gave up all defenses. Not only that, a divine light shot out from his eyes, and he waved his fist upward against the sky with an indomitable momentum.
"Is he crazy?"
"Wuhua's attack is so powerful. If he doesn't make any defense, isn't he looking for death?"
"The saint is about to lose her sweetheart."
"It's over, it's over, we are going to die here today!"
"..."
When the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect saw this scene, they all felt ice-cold. If Ye Qiu died, then Wuhua would not let them go.
When Wuhua saw Ye Qiu's actions, she felt admiration in her heart.
"What a fighting maniac. He is worthy of being my rival."
Wuhua thought of this and said loudly: "Ye Changsheng, if you die under this move of mine, you should rest in peace."
"It's you who deserve to die, you damn bald donkey." Ye Qiu pushed his whole body's combat power to the extreme and crashed into Wu Hua's giant palm.
"Go to hell!" Wuhua's thousand arms pressed down at the same time.
In front of his huge body, Ye Qiu looked extremely small, like an ant.
Seeing that Ye Qiu's fist and Wu Hua's thousand giant palms were about to collide, suddenly, an earth-shattering sword whistle sounded, like a dragon's roar.
"choke!"
Immediately afterwards, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared from Ye Qiu's left eye, slashing towards thousands of arms, like a bolt of lightning fast and fierce.
Wuhua's pupils shrank sharply, and a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart, but his palm had already been pressed down and there was no time to withdraw it.
Only then did he realize that Ye Qiu had just removed his defenses and clenched his fists to attack, but it was just a cover-up. The real killing move was this golden light.
"puff!"
The next second, blood spurted out.
Hundreds of Wuhua's arms were seen, turning into blood mist.
"ah……"
Wuhua threw his head back and screamed, retreating quickly.
"What?"
Everyone was horrified.
Looking at Ye Qiu again, I saw that Ye Qiu was holding a golden long sword in his hand. Although it was far away, the simplicity and vicissitudes of the sword still gave everyone the urge to worship.
Wuhua stared at the long sword in Ye Qiu's hand with a solemn expression, then waved his hand, and the vajra appeared in his palm.
"Ye Changsheng, even if you have a holy sword and I also have a holy weapon, I can still kill you."
Holy sword?
Ye Qiu was amused in his heart. Xuanyuan Sword was the first holy sword in ancient times, and ordinary holy weapons were not qualified to compare with it.
"Haha..." Ye Qiu smiled lightly and said, "You can try it."
boom!
The vajra was like a huge stick, sweeping towards Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu stood on the spot and slashed out with his sword.
"when!"
Suddenly, the vajra was cut into two pieces.
"How is that possible?" Wuhua was shocked.
You must know that the vajra in his hand is a sacred weapon of the Great Leiyin Temple. He never expected that it would be easily cut off by Ye Qiu's sword.
"What sword are you holding?"
Wuhua couldn't help but ask.
He is a Buddhist cultivator. Although he is well-informed, he is still young and did not recognize the Xuanyuan Sword.
Similarly, the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect were also curious as to why the sword in Ye Qiu's hand was so powerful?
It stands to reason that they are different from Wuhua. They are sword cultivators and know all about the divine swords in the world. Even if they have never seen it, they have heard some legends about the divine swords, so they should be able to recognize Xuanyuan Sword at a glance.
However, Ye Qiu did not let Xuanyuan Sword completely explode. He also deliberately blocked the inscriptions on the sword with golden light. Therefore, these sword cultivators did not recognize Xuanyuan Sword.
Mo Tianji, on the other hand, seemed to recognize Xuanyuan Sword and said with a smile: "It's my destiny."
"What do you mean?" Lin Daniao was confused.
"You will know in the future." Mo Tianji smiled mysteriously, and the tension between his brows disappeared.
There was also the little white fox squatting in the distance, its green eyes staring at the long sword in Ye Qiu's hand, saying secretly: "This kid is really not simple. Not only does he have half the luck of the human race, but he also has the Xuanyuan Sword."
"It's a pity that this divine sword does not have a sword spirit. Otherwise, it is possible for him to become an emperor in the future, but it will only be a matter of time before he finds the sword spirit."
"Once a powerful emperor appears in the human race, I'm afraid those human monks will strangle us demon clan again. After all, they have been trying to destroy us demon clan these years."
"No, my lord has to find a way to kidnap Ye Changsheng to the Monster Clan. If he can stay with our Monster Clan forever, then our Monster Clan can sweep the world and no longer have to be afraid of the Human Clan, hehe~"
No one noticed that the golden coffin on the edge of the cliff shook slightly the moment Xuanyuan Sword appeared.
At the same time, the drop of golden blood that Ye Qiu forced out earlier was completely absorbed by the coffin.
"Damn bald donkey, I will tell you the origin of this sword after you die."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he went out with his sword and used the grass-character sword technique. In an instant, the sword energy was overwhelming.
The sword energy is extremely sharp.
Wuhua resisted desperately, but the Xuanyuan Sword was too sharp, and within a short time, all of his hundreds of remaining arms were cut off.
"Qiang!"
Wuhua was slashed and flew out, his body was almost split in half by a sword, and blood rained in the air.
At this time, Ye Qiu was holding a long sword and his body was shining with golden light, like an invincible God of War.
"ah……"
Wuhua roared, his heart filled with unwillingness. If Ye Qiu didn't possess an indestructible divine sword, he would have been completely confident in killing Ye Qiu.
Moreover, he is a disciple of Buddhism from the Great Leiyin Temple, and he looks down upon the geniuses in his class. It is a great shame and humiliation for him to be hit hard at this time.
Ye Qiu's face was indifferent. After killing Wuhua, he quickly followed.
"Qiang!"
A hundred-foot sword energy seemed to cut through the heaven and earth, passing through the void and falling with a crash.
Wuhua wanted to escape, but suddenly found that this sword contained a powerful force of heaven and earth, which seemed to imprison him, making him unable to leave the place covered by the sword energy.
"Sword Domain! Ye Changsheng has mastered Sword Domain!"
Wuhua was shocked and resisted with all his strength.
However, it had no effect.
The golden sword energy slashed down sharply, like a sword peak overwhelming him, and he saw that it was getting closer and closer to Wuhua's head.
"Ahhh!"
Wuhua roared angrily, used countless Buddhist magical powers, sacrificed ten caves and hundreds of dragon auras, desperately trying to block the sword aura.
"boom!"
Ye Qiu flipped his wrist and the Xuanyuan Sword changed its direction, then took a deep breath and used his ultimate kill.
Kill the immortal with one sword.
"boom--"
Suddenly, the ten caves and hundreds of dragons behind Wuhua collapsed, causing Wuhua to completely transform from a peerless genius at the peak of the caves to a useless person in an instant.
After Ye Qiu used the Zhuxian Sword, his physical strength was almost exhausted, he felt dizzy, and almost fell down from the air.
He quickly took out countless elixirs from the Qiankun Bag, crushed them and stuffed them directly into his mouth, recovering some of his strength.
Then, he put away the Xuanyuan Sword and stepped on Wuhua's body in the air.
