Ye Xiaochuan has always kept in mind the teachings Situ Feng gave him about the law of wind when he was young.
In the past, he often faced storms at Longmen Inn, and even rushed into the storm to feel the rhythm of the wind.
Over the years, he believed that he had understood the law of wind to a very high level, and no one in the world understood wind better than himself.
However, there has never been an obvious breakthrough in his wind law.
Ye Xiaochuan once thought that he had reached the third level of wind element without knowing it.
After all, Situ Feng left him only a few words about the third level of wind law.
Wangqinghai met Xiaofeng, and with Xiaofeng's help, Ye Xiaochuan finally broke through the shackles of many years.
He finally understood what Situ Feng said about the wind coming from the two qi of yin and yang, and the combination of speed and slowness.
Wind is everywhere.
The traces left in space and time when wind and yin and yang fluctuate.
Wind corresponds to time and space.
Ye Xiaochuan realized this only when he could actually arrange the Realm of Wind.
If it weren't for Xiaofeng's help, he might never be able to comprehend it in his lifetime.
After all, who can connect wind to time and space?
Through the changes in the wind, Ye Xiaochuan has been able to subtly feel the existence and operation of time and space in the field of wind.
This feeling is completely different from before.
In the past, Ye Xiaochuan used to fight with others, integrating the laws of the wind system and the laws of the sword. He used fast swords, pursuing the idea that all magical powers in the world could be broken, but fast swords could not be broken.
He always believed that as long as he was fast enough, he could kill anyone with a higher level of cultivation than himself.
When he was able to activate the realm of wind, he realized that speed was only for mortals.
In front of the god who owns the domain, the speed that you are proud of will become worthless.
These three masters and uncles of the Virtue generation have never passed the final step in cultivation and law.
They have never felt the power of the domain and do not know how powerful it is.
If they knew how terrifying the field was, they wouldn't have fought hard with Ye Xiaochuan.
Hundreds of years of fame may be lost today to this young man, Ye Xiaochuan.
The peripheral fighting has ended, from the melee during robbery to the current battle between gentlemen.
The ownership of the Pluto flag and whether Ye Xiaochuan can leave depends on Ye Xiaochuan and San
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One foot of a great uncle.
After people on both sides saw the countless sword shadows slowly falling from the sky, they all felt a powerful force filling the air. They all began to quickly retreat and withdraw from the fighting circle.
The old woman and the haggard old man did not take action, only the emaciated old man was fighting with Ye Xiaochuan.
It's not accurate either, because after Ye Xiaochuan vibrated the wings of the demon, his whole person disappeared from the sky.
Now only the thin old man was facing the dense shadows of swords.
The falling speed of these sword shadows is very slow, like a goose feather falling from the sky.
However, the expression of the thin old man became more and more solemn.
His spiritual power covers every inch of space within a hundred feet radius. As long as Ye Xiaochuan launches an attack, he can sense and lock it immediately.
However, the sword shadows falling from the sky had slowly slipped from in front of him, and his consciousness still could not find any trace of Ye Xiaochuan.
The strangest thing is that these sword shadows are soft, said to be sword energy, and extremely slow, said to be the condensation of spiritual power, but there is no fluctuation in spiritual power.
It's like an illusion that doesn't exist in the first place, or a phantom that appears in everyone's eyes.
The thin old man swung his long sword, and passed through several falling sword shadows in front of him like lightning.
The powerful sword energy swept out and disappeared from sight.
He thought that this sword energy could break or scatter the sword shadow. The strange thing was that the sword shadow was like a water column, and it was indeed broken countless times by the sword energy. However, the broken sword shadow did not disappear, but split and grew rapidly.
Sword shadow.
The thin old man frowned and said: "Xiaochuan, what kind of magical power is this? You have the ability to come out and fight with the old man!"
Ye Xiaochuan's voice sounded slowly: "Uncle Master, you lose."
The sound was illusory and ethereal, and all the strong men present could sense where the sound was coming from.
"Lost? What do you mean? Brat, you created an illusion and didn't even make a single move, so you said I lost?
Even if you are a powerful Xumi warrior, I cannot be defeated without even using a single move. They say that you are now the number one young disciple in the world and the descendant of the Wood God. Let me see what you are capable of!"
"All right……"
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Ye Xiaochuan's voice sounded again.
Immediately, the sword shadows that filled the entire space suddenly stopped falling.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to be shaken.
Immediately afterwards, the thin old man's body swayed and he seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet.
The sword shadows all over the sky suddenly disappeared, forming a series of wind whirlpools.
Dense whirlwinds filled the front, back, left, right, and bottom of the emaciated old man... There were so many of them, at least tens of thousands.
The skinny old man's body was still shaking slightly, as if there was an invisible mysterious force attacking him, and he was trying hard to stabilize his body.
Huh...accompanied by a sharp wind howl.
The body of the thin old man fell rapidly.
The skinny old man shouted loudly, and Haoran's true energy burst out of his body. The powerful force shattered hundreds of wind whirlpools around him.
"field?"
The thin old man said these two words through gritted teeth.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaochuan appeared high above the emaciated old man's head without any warning.
Ye Xiaochuan pressed down the edgeless sword in his hand, and countless cyclones rotated rapidly at the same time, making a harsh sound.
Immediately afterwards, the entire space became blurred.
Not broken, just blurry.
It's like taking a gentle breath in front of the mirror in winter.
When the thin old man saw Ye Xiaochuan appear, he went up against the sky and stabbed out with his sword.
The surging sword intent condensed into a huge air sword.
However, a strange scene happened.
The terrifying giant sword only flew upwards for about a hundred feet before being carried away by a mysterious force, as if it was caught in a storm.
However, there were no storms around, just small cyclones.
Click, click, click...
The huge air sword that was flying around like a headless fly shattered into countless pieces in a few breaths, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.
Ye Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed and he rushed down from the sky.
The speed seems to be much faster than lightning.
As soon as he saw his downward gesture, Ye Xiaochuan was already in front of the thin old man.
No front
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The sword stabbed the thin old man in the face.
At this moment, the thin old man had locked onto Ye Xiaochuan's body with his spiritual consciousness.
I'm not afraid that this kid will get lost if he runs away.
However, when he was about to block with his sword, a strange force came from all directions, and his body seemed to be grabbed by countless hands.
The left foot is being pulled back, the head is being pulled to the left...
His figure immediately became unstable.
But these pulling forces are not enough to completely control the emaciated old man.
He felt Ye Xiaochuan stabbing him with his sword, and relied on his own strong strength to break free from the strange pulling force.
Seeing that the two swords were about to touch each other, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly withdrew the edgeless sword like lightning.
At the same time, he had reached behind the emaciated old man and thrust out his sword again.
The thin old man waved the fairy sword with his backhand and tried to block it.
At the moment when the two swords were about to come into contact, Ye Xiaochuan returned his sword again, appeared in front of the thin old man's eyes, and stabbed out with the same sword.
The skinny old man swung his sword to defend. It was the same situation as before. When he felt that the two fairy swords were only a hair apart, Ye Xiaochuan withdrew the edgeless sword again.
Ye Xiaochuan stabbed hundreds of swords from different directions in a very short period of time.
The thin old man also swung hundreds of swords.
However, the two swords never collided.
Every time when there was no time to chance, Ye Xiaochuan chose to return the sword.
Everyone watching the battle looked at each other in shock.
They have all seen the battles between Xumi warriors, and the scenes were terrifying.
However, this fight seemed very strange.
There was no sound at all. It was not that the scene was scary, but that the silence was scary.
Only five or six breaths passed. The surrounding cyclone slowed down and Ye Xiaochuan was hanging directly in front of the emaciated old man.
The thin old man's face was pale and his expression was very ugly.
"This...is this the realm of law?"
"Well, I call it the realm of wind."
The thin old man showed a dejected look, put away the sword, and said hoarsely: "I lost. I have practiced hard for more than six hundred years and thought I was invincible. I didn't expect that I was defeated by my disciple's sword today. Xiaochuan, I believe it now,
You are the savior who can save the three worlds."