Ye Shaohan's expression was calm, without any disturbance. He raised his right hand and pointed forward. Endless sword energy surrounded his fingertips, and he pointed forward several fingers.
The Wind God's Finger breaks the wind and destroys all things in the world. At this moment, as Ye Shaohan deepens his understanding of the origin of wind, there are many changes in the Wind God's Finger that Ye Shaohan uses every time.
The sword energy extended out from the fingertips, suddenly forming a phantom. The phantom kept changing, like an air sword. Almost instantly, the first two men who rushed over had not yet displayed any sword skills.
Then his body trembled, and a terrifying aura appeared out of thin air, spreading crazily throughout his body. The two of them looked horrified, took a breath, raised their right hands without hesitation, and struck with a sword.
Ye Shaohan sneered at the corner of his mouth, moved his fingers slightly, and the qi sword turned into a phantom and struck towards the two of them, with endless domineering and terrifying energy.
There were bursts of sound of breaking wind all around, not only breaking the wind, but also breaking the space, the air was extremely compressed, before the Qi Sword came, the sound of explosions kept ringing around the two of them, and their sleeves were all in pieces.
The air sword broke through the two people's protective aura, and the sword energy emitted passed directly through their chests. Then their bodies exploded like inflated balloons, and in an instant, blood was sprinkled in the sky.
He could easily kill two Spirit Emperor warriors with just one finger. Even though they were only at the first level of Spirit Emperor, this was shocking enough.
"How is it possible?" The indifference on the old man's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by fear. The figure quickly jumped back, trying to escape from Ye Shaohan's hands.
With long hair fluttering, Ye Shaohan's face was cold. When he saw the old man retreating, he pointed his left hand at the sky and said slowly: "Death."
The qi sword suddenly exploded and turned into countless sword lights and rushed towards the old man. The old man swung dozens of swords forward in a panic, but it could not stop Ye Shaohan's sword qi at all. The old man was desperate
At that moment, a sword energy fell from the sky, and immediately an old man in purple robe fell from the sky. The old man was surrounded by countless black sword energy.
The sudden arrival of the purple-robed old man undoubtedly brought hope to the old man, who couldn't help shouting with tears in his eyes: "Elder, help me."
His right hand fell slowly, his martial arts clothes slowly lifted, Ye Shaohan's face was cold, and he said calmly: "The person I want to kill will definitely die."
As soon as the word "death" came out, a white light flashed between the sky and the earth, and the old man's sight was filled with white light.
The endless momentum oppressed the old man, and the old man's body trembled as he retreated, his eyes immediately dimmed, showing a look of struggle, and a sword shadow passed across the old man's neck.
With a desperate roar, blood spurted out from the old man's neck like a fountain. Only the reverberation of the roar still echoed.
The purple-robed old man stood slowly in the sky less than half a meter above the ground, with a gloomy face, and black sword energy swam all over his body. His whole body seemed to be dyed black by ink. He glanced at Ye Shaohan, who was in the first place, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, you are fine.
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"Level 2 Spirit Emperor Realm." Ye Shaohan glanced at the old man in front of him, his eyes full of coldness. The aura exuding from the old man made Ye Shaohan feel a little afraid, but it was just afraid.
"Death." At the same time, an icy voice echoed around the world, revealing ruthless indifference. Ye Shaohan suddenly took a step forward, and his cultivation at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm instantly burst out, sweeping the entire sky.
The old man smiled slightly, and laughed off Ye Shaohan's attitude. His aura suddenly exploded, and the aura of the second-level Spirit Emperor realm warrior was fully displayed. The surrounding Niefeng City guards looked towards this side in shock. They all looked pale.
I could clearly feel a huge pressure coming from the old man, as if he could crush them at any time.
"Boy, you are very arrogant. You are so arrogant at just the first level of the Spirit Emperor Realm. Today I will let you see what the gap is?"
The old man stroked his beard and looked at Ye Shaohan with a confident expression. Even though he knew that Ye Shaohan's current cultivation level was at the Spirit Emperor realm, in his subconscious, the young man in front of him only relied on the effect of the elixir to achieve his current cultivation level.
How does a yellow-haired boy fight against his experienced self?
Suddenly, the old man's figure paused, and a ripple echoed suddenly appeared a few meters in front of him. A powerful aura spread instantly, and Ye Shaohan's figure slowly appeared from the ripple.
Everyone gasped, they couldn't see when Ye Shaohan left the place and when he appeared here.
Like the wind, soundless, this elusive figure shocked them, and the power of the Merging Wind Realm was reflected in Ye Shaohan's movements.
The old man in purple robe was no less surprised than the warriors around him. A trace of solemnity gradually appeared on his face, and he sighed: "Boy, your speed is good, but if you want to rely on speed to avoid my pursuit, then
It’s almost impossible.”
In the view of the purple-robed old man, any fancy speed seems so powerless in the face of absolute strength.
"Too much nonsense." He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the purple-robed old man. A hint of coldness flashed in Ye Shaohan's dark eyes, and his voice was extremely cold, blowing everyone like a cold wind...
The breeze blew by, and many warriors felt a chill.
But Ye Shaohan's slightly cold voice resounded in everyone's ears, and inadvertently, everyone looked at Ye Shaohan with a hint of fear in their eyes.
Looking at the tall figure in the sky, Ye Shaofang couldn't help but feel thirsty. In just one year, from spiritual warrior to spiritual master, the young man in front of him was too shocking.
Ye Shaofang was not the only one with dry mouth. The face of the young man who headed the Sword God Sect was also full of shock. As the proud son of the Sword God Sect, he had countless skills, elixirs, and good medicines since he was a child.
The teacher pointed out that he was deeply aware of the difficulties of practicing, but the young man in front of him was only a few years old, obviously not in his early twenties.
The purple-robed old man's face suddenly darkened. Once upon a time, he, who was so proud in his heart, would be scolded by the hairy-headed boy like this, and said gloomily: "Shu Zi, you are looking for death."
Ye Shaohan didn't speak anymore, his eyes flashed with cold light, he took a step forward, and slowly raised his right hand. Suddenly, there were sword auras crazily surrounding Ye Shaohan's fingertips, and the sound of whistling wind sounded.
The bloodthirsty desire in the body emerged from all around the body again, flooding into Ye Shaohan's heart. The murderous aura hidden in the body burst out in an instant. In an instant, Ye Shaohan was like a murderous god coming from the endless sea of blood.
People dare not look directly, under this murderous aura
Everyone involuntarily took a few steps back, and the cold feeling made their back quilts soaked.
Not only that, at this moment, the cold spiritual energy in his body actually spread out from Ye Shaohan's body.
The thick murderous aura was even more unimaginably cold, causing the surrounding air to liquefy into liquid droplets, and then immediately turned into ice crystals amidst bursts of clicking sounds, and the ice crystals were once again stirred into ice powder by the aura.
The sky was filled with everything, and everything looked so weird. At the same time, a cluster of flames swayed in the sword energy at the fingertips, as if it could be destroyed at any time.
"Finger of Fire." The extremely cold voice sounded in the sky like the god of death calling the old man.
The Fire God Finger has the same principle as the Wind God Finger, but this Fire God Finger is mixed with Ye Shaohan's understanding of the origin of fire, as well as the blood and fire transformed from the fire aura.
It was the first time he had used the Vulcan Finger, but he was full of confidence at this moment. The power of this finger must not be weaker than the Wind God Finger, or even stronger and more terrifying.
Ye Shaohan flicked his left hand, and the sword energy that filled the world around him immediately went crazy. A sword of dozens of feet long was formed with screams from all directions, and the blood and fire burned strangely on the sword.
Then, as Ye Shaohan's left finger crazily pointed forward several times, the flaming sword suddenly headed straight towards the purple-robed old man with the sound of breaking wind.
The surrounding temperature dropped a few points after the bloody flames appeared. Zipao's complexion instantly turned pale. Above the cluster of bloody flames, he felt a slight palpitation in his heart, but he still whispered: "Seeking death."
The pupils in the purple-robed old man's eyes suddenly shrank, he held the long sword with both hands, and suddenly slashed dozens of swords forward, tracing a mysterious trajectory. Hundreds of sword energy gradually formed a giant sword dozens of feet long.
, the black giant sword exuded a strange aura, and suddenly rushed forward in the old man's cold eyes.
Everyone couldn't help but retreat towards the surroundings again, even the Spirit Emperor Realm warriors in the void had to retreat aside.
The second-level Spirit King Realm warrior struck with all his strength. Seeing this, Ye Shaohan's eyes were cold and he said calmly: "How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?"
In an instant, the old man's body trembled. He was so shocked that he couldn't describe it in words. The young man in front of him was so powerful.
The black giant sword enveloped the entire void, a cold aura spread, and the light on the ground gradually disappeared, becoming dim.
The world was dim at this moment, but the moment Ye Shaohan's giant flaming sword fell, the whole world was suddenly enveloped by a flash of aurora, and many people seemed to have only a white light left in their eyes.
In the white light, a small cluster of bloody flames danced strangely, and the black sword energy evaporated like water meeting fire.
"boom..."
With a shocking sound, the huge black sword shattered, turning into countless light spots and dissipating. The old man's eyes retained shock and disbelief, and his body was shattered.
And the giant flame sword also broke apart, turning into countless pieces and spreading around. All this happened in just a few breaths. And the small cluster of blood-colored flames fell into Ye Shaohan's body again.
His face turned slightly pale, and a trace of surprise flashed in Ye Shaohan's eyes. He didn't expect that the Vulcan Finger fused with blood-colored flames could be so terrifying.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the Suzaku Fire possessed by the Fire Qilin. If he awakened Suzaku for the third time, and used the Vulcan Finger, the power would definitely be even more terrifying. Thinking of this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but feel a little anxious about Suzaku's third awakening.