In an instant, the figures of four old men suddenly appeared in the air. Looking at the figures of Ye Shaohan and Ye Gaotong, their faces were horrified. Could it be that Ye Gaotong wanted to kill Ye Shaohan?
The old man who had given Ye Shaohan some guidance before sped up again and shouted: "Stop."
However, Ye Gaotong's second sword seemed to have fallen. Feeling the pressure of the wind coming towards his face, Ye Shaohan showed a solemn look on his face, and the fighting spirit in his body almost burned. The Qilin sword drew a perfect arc, as if it was as light as
Like nothing, but full of extremely fast speed, Ye Shaohan's body turned through most of the strange arc.
The Qilin Sword slashed forward with strong sword energy. However, in an instant, the Qilin Sword fell on the ground. Ye Shaohan's figure was directly facing Ye Gaotong's terrifying swords, and he kept replaying the scene in his mind.
In the simulated scenes, he slowly raised his right hand and shouted softly: "Wind God Finger."
Using the Wind God Finger, a Xuan-level martial arts skill, Ye Shaohan pointed out one after another into the void. The sword energy spurted out from his fingertips like a waterfall falling three thousand feet, and the sword energy directly shattered the air in front of him.
For an instant, the sword energy on Ye Shaohan's finger intersected with the ten-foot-long sword energy coming from him. Time seemed to have stopped. The two collided in mid-air. Then the next moment, a dazzling light suddenly appeared and a thunderous roar sounded.
Covering the entire sky.
The entire open space was split from the middle, and a ravine more than ten feet long and three to four feet wide appeared in a dazzling way.
At the edge of the gully, there are countless small cracks that spread across the entire stone wall, looking like an ivy.
In the sight of Ye Gaotong and the four old men, Ye Shaohan seemed to have disappeared...
The pit continued to spread in all directions, and the gravel was broken again and fell into the pit. The dust rising in the pit also gradually fell down.
The situation was finally fully visible to several people, and Ye Shaohan was nowhere to be seen. Could it be that Ye Shaohan had been crushed to pieces by the sword energy just now?
"Is that boy Ye Shaohan right?"
The old man's face was dull, and then he looked at Ye Gaotong with an angry face, and said in a cold voice: "What did the head of the family, Ye Shaohan, do? Why do you want to kill him? You must know that he is the future of my Ye family."
"If he can't even take this sword, then he's not qualified to be the head of the Ye family."
Although Ye Gaotong's expression was indifferent, there was a hint of worry in his eyes. The two swords just struck were too much for even an ordinary Spirit Emperor realm warrior, let alone Ye Shaohan, who was at the Spirit Master realm.
"Bang..."
As soon as Ye Gaotong finished speaking, a huge boulder suddenly exploded at the edge of the pit in the ruins, attracting the attention of several people.
The dust fell slowly, followed by a crisp sound of footsteps. Ye Gaotong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, still staring at the dust.
After a moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and Ye Shaohan, who was still dressed as neatly as before the battle, slowly stepped out of the dust and appeared under the attention of several people.
Looking at Ye Shaohan's image at this moment, even the four old men couldn't help but take a breath, what a good boy, he is worthy of being the next head of my Ye family.
Ye Shaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at his right finger with blood stains, and murmured: "Maybe this is Dacheng's Wind God finger, but it doesn't look like the Wind God finger."
Over the past few months, Ye Shaohan has often studied fingering techniques. Through several other sword-finger martial arts, he has a more thorough understanding of the Wind God Finger, and gradually separated from the original Wind God Finger.
Looking up at Ye Gaotong's shocked expression, Ye Shaohan smiled casually, held the Qilin sword stuck on the ground, waved the long sword, and pointed at Ye Gaotong's passage: "Please bring out the third sword."
"Perhaps you can take the first two swords, but the power of the third sword is far greater than the first two swords. Ye Shaohan, this time the three swords will be considered as you have passed, the third sword will be enough."
The power of the two swords just now also made Ye Gaotong wary. If Ye Shaohan couldn't take it just now, the consequences would not be acceptable to Ye Gaotong.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan lowered his head, the Qilin Sword slowly dropped, the tip of the sword pointed at the ground, the Wind God Secret Art continued to operate, and the wind spiritual energy also poured into Ye Shaohan's body. To become a strong man, you must not only endure that...
Boundless loneliness requires a strong heart and a heart that is not afraid of hardships.
If he flinched at this moment, Ye Shaohan slowly shook his head. After ten breaths, Ye Shaohan suddenly raised his head, but the look on his face was extremely determined and said: "Draw out the sword."
Originally, the special forces had to fight even if there were no difficulties. However, at this moment, Ye Shaohan gave full play to the characteristics of the special forces.
The fighting spirit in Ye Shaohan's body was surging. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's momentum actually increased again. The martial arts clothes on his body were stirred by the invisible sword energy and made a hunting sound. At the same time, the four old men watching on the side were moved.
"Ye Shaohan, it's easy to break when it's just passed." Ye Gaotong also showed a hint of emotion on his face, secretly saying that this kid has such a strong will to fight.
"Just passed the easy break." Ye Shaohan lowered his head again, looked at the Qilin Sword filled with sword energy, and said softly: "The path of martial arts is extremely mysterious, and I chose the path of swordsmanship. The path of swordsmanship is full of obstacles, just like sailing against the current. This sword
, I accepted it, not only because of the agreement, but also because of my firm determination to embark on the path of swordsmanship."
"So draw your sword." Ye Shaohan's voice sounded, his eyes showing unprecedented determination.
At this moment, for the first time, Ye Shaohan felt the trembling of the Qilin Sword in his hand. It was not a trembling of fear, but a trembling of excitement. Gradually, Ye Shaohan felt as if he had merged with the Qilin Sword.
"Swordsmanship." The four old men looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They held their swords and smiled proudly to the heroes of the world. Who wouldn't want to, but how could they understand the difficulties involved.
"Swordsmanship." Ye Gaotong looked at Ye Shaohan in front of him, with a rare smile on his face, his eyes shining brightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay."
Ye Gaotong waved his long sword, and a mysterious wave suddenly spread in the void. The fierce whirlwind connected the heaven and the earth. Above the nine heavens, the whirlwind gathered, and finally formed the Gangfeng, and Ye Gaotong's figure appeared there.
In the strong wind, holding a long sword, a terrifying aura burst out instantly.
In an instant, the warriors in Niefeng City suddenly raised their heads and looked towards the Ye family. There was an aura there that made their hearts palpitate.
Taking a few steps forward, the strong wind emerged from the soles of Ye Gaotong's feet. At this moment, there was no emotion in Ye Gaotong's eyes, only incomparable indifference. This indifference made people fearful. In an instant,
The strong wind above the nine heavens roared furiously, and the faint sound of sword chants sounded at this moment.
The four old men all had pale faces. They involuntarily took a few steps back. They looked at Ye Gaotong in the sky with horrified faces and murmured: "Sword Intent."
A martial artist at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm, comprehending the artistic conception is also the intention of the sword. However, at this moment, Ye Gaotong clearly understood the artistic conception.
Even though it was just the sword intention that Ye Gaotong inadvertently released, it made Ye Shaohan's heart palpitate and his body swayed like a lonely boat in the sea. It was this feeling again, this pressure of death, Ye Shaohan's eyes narrowed,
His teeth had bitten his lip, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth to the ground. The sight was shocking.
You can't retreat. If you retreat now, a few months later, when you hit the Spirit Emperor Realm, you will definitely leave a shadow. In the admiring eyes of several people, Ye Shaohan suddenly took a step forward.
At this moment, the four old men couldn't help but recall Ye Shaohan's behavior in front of the library that day. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he was able to reach this point.
The long sword was swung slowly, and Ye Gaotong's figure shot out in vain. The long sword fell upwards and downwards, and a sword energy shot out from the sword body, as if it turned into a giant dragon several feet long, and the surrounding
The strong wind also stirred up, merged with the sword energy, and rushed towards Ye Shaohan, fearing that the pressure would shatter the surrounding air.
The strong wind blew against Ye Shaohan, and his black robe instantly tore apart. Letting the strong wind blow against him, Ye Shaohan slowly closed his eyes, and the whistling sound of the wind lingered in his ears.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan felt that his heart was so close to the wind, and he could even feel the violent emotions in the wind.
The Qilin Sword was raised slightly, feeling Ye Shaohan's fighting spirit, the Qilin Sword made a loud sword chant.
Ye Gaotong's sword, although Ye Gaotong only exerted a few hundred percent of his spiritual energy, had essentially demonstrated the terror of a Spirit Emperor realm warrior.
No matter what if I face the violent wind, no matter what the sword energy is flying in the sky, I will cut it with one sword, that is the wind-cutting sword skill.
The figure shook, sword shadows were everywhere, and the nine sword shadows slowly overlapped together, like a torrent, carrying Ye Shaohan with them, and slashed towards the giant dragon that was shooting towards him.
The green sword energy that filled the sky swallowed up Ye Shaohan's figure. Ye Shaohan's thin figure was gradually swallowed up by the energy like a swaying boat in the sea.
The four old men all had shocked faces and ran towards Ye Shaohan's location.
However, he was stopped by Ye Gaotong, who also showed a trace of worry in his eyes, pretending to be calm and said: "It's okay, I will act in a measured way. Whether he can understand the origin of the wind depends on him!"
"The origin of the wind?" An old man couldn't help but understand Ye Gaotong's intention.
Today, Ye Gaotong seems to be testing Ye Shaohan's ability, but he is also teaching Ye Shaohan. Ye Gaotong's sword contains the ultimate in wind. Whether he can understand the origin of wind depends on Ye Shaohan himself.
However, few people did not know that Ye Shaohan had already understood the origin of wind. However, after feeling this sword, Ye Shaohan understood the origin of wind more thoroughly. While several people were talking, a crisp sword chant sounded, and that
The sword energy all over the sky dispersed accordingly.
Ye Shaohan's figure still appeared on the spot, and a look of astonishment instantly appeared on the faces of Ye Gaotong and others. He understood the origin of wind.
Just now, the conversation of several people naturally fell into Ye Shaohan's ears, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. I have long understood the origin of wind, and what I need is the origin of fire.