The sword energy shot out in all directions like a tide. In the astonished gazes of Xiao Luoxue and others, countless rock walls were pierced by the energy sword and collapsed. Dust and smoke were everywhere, and the loud sound of the mountain collapsing resounded.
And the invisible sword energy condensed around the ten people of Situ Jian. The ten people were the sword strands, and the sword energy was the blade, forming an air sword several feet long. In an instant, the situation changed.
What is shocking is that Ye Shaohan still stands there calmly.
The several-foot-long air sword stretched across the entire sky, and the space around it seemed to be distorted...
The trees below the Qi Sword were shattered by the sharp sword Qi, and in an instant, the snowflakes were mixed with countless sawdust.
Snow and mud were splashing in the distance, and the heads of the aristocratic families who followed were all looking at the Qi Sword and the figure in the sky in shock, and were speechless for a long time.
This heart-stopping power made people dare not move any closer. Therefore, the stone path with the same radius as Ye Shaohan was filled with countless figures, and their shocking eyes were all cast on Ye Shaohan.
Will this undefeated legend of Headwind City be defeated again today? Everyone couldn't help but ask themselves this.
Above the void, the several-foot-long qi sword came towards Ye Shaohan with endless power. The cold wind it aroused hit Ye Shaohan's face, and at the same time it rolled up the hair on his forehead. Ye Shaohan looked at it quietly.
Looking at the qi sword, in an instant, under the gaze of countless eyes, Ye Shaohan's figure actually jumped towards the surroundings at the moment when the qi sword was about to come.
If he is strong, let him be strong, and the breeze will blow over the mountains; if he is allowed to be strong, the bright moon will shine on the river! At this moment, Ye Shaohan's figure was as if the breeze was blowing, and he avoided the huge air sword so lightly.
In an instant, those who were watching showed expressions of astonishment, so that’s okay!
Ye Shaohan, who was usually very strong, actually chose to give in, which made them feel extremely incredible!
"I will kill this person today!" Situ Jian's cold shout suddenly sounded, and the Qi Sword suddenly stopped and continued to shoot towards Ye Shaohan, as if locking Ye Shaohan.
In response, Ye Shaohan sneered again and again, and was suddenly immersed in the Merging Wind Realm. His figure was swaying like the cold wind. Looking from a distance, the sky was filled with Ye Shaohan's figure.
The several-foot-long Qi Sword followed closely behind. Wherever it passed, the towering mountain peaks shook one after another. Some of the peaks were even shaved off by several meters. In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere.
Looking at the scene in the void, everyone had dull faces, but everyone also noticed that Ye Shaohan's speed was getting slower and slower, and he was even almost cut down by the Qi Sword once or twice.
Seeing this, the faces of Ye Gaoleng and others became more and more worried. They all stepped forward, holding their long swords tightly, trying to break the formation of Situ Jian's ten men.
However, just when Ye Gaoleng took the first step, Qiu Bao's figure suddenly appeared, stopped Ye Gaoleng and others, and said calmly: "Now you are only going to distract Ye Shaohan!"
Having said that, an inexplicable smile flashed across Qiu Bao's eyes. Upon hearing this, Ye Gaoleng's face suddenly darkened and he shouted: "Get out of the way!"
In response, Qiu Bao smiled nonchalantly and moved out of the way. However, at this moment, everyone around him exclaimed.
Above the void, Ye Shaohan's figure suddenly stopped, and the giant sword several feet long also emerged above Ye Shaohan's head. Even if Ye Gaoleng and others tried to stop it, it was too late.
The long sword rose up and suddenly fell down. Looking at Ye Shaohan who was so close, the smile on Situ Jian's face became even stronger. Since Ye Shaohan wanted to kill himself, why couldn't he kill Ye Shaohan.
However, in the next moment, the smile on Situ Jian's face stopped in vain. In his horrified gaze, a small cluster of strange and extremely bloody flames appeared from Ye Shaohan's slender fingers.
In an instant, a cold shout suddenly sounded: "Fire God Finger! Wind God Finger! Luo God Finger!"
The violent sword energy extended from Ye Shaohan's fingertips, and in just a few breaths, three giant swords were formed.
The three giant swords shot towards Situ Jian with endless pressure. Boom! A sudden explosion sounded, and the entire space actually became distorted!
An extremely terrifying attraction was generated there, and Xiao Luoxue and others had to use their true energy to resist the terrifying suction.
However, the qi sword still existed, but the surrounding sword qi was no longer as sharp as before. At the same time, Situ Jian and the others also looked pale.
Suddenly holding the Qilin Sword, Ye Shaohan swung his long sword, and hundreds of sword shadows appeared. Then he stepped lightly, and his figure did not have the slightest pyrotechnics, and he appeared ten miles away in an instant.
At the same time, the shadows of hundreds of swords fell suddenly, and another hundred swords fell from the sky!
The bloody flames were jumping at the shadow of the sword. Seeing this, Xiao Luoxue's heart was shocked. Ye Shaohan was actually able to control the bloody flames to such a superb level.
With a ferocious look on his face, Situ Jian looked at the suppressed hundred giant swords with a look of disbelief on his face. The power of these hundred swords was several times more powerful than before. The surrounding space seemed to be solidified. Under the astonishment of Situ Jian and others
In his eyes, the hundred swords merged into one sword with Ye Shaohan's pulling, and the two giant swords spanned the sky and collided with each other.
In an instant, the sword energy around Situ Jian and others expanded, and then exploded, turning into countless energy and dissipating around them.
The entire void seemed to be an ocean with a torrent of sword energy, and Ye Shaohan and the others were like a lonely boat in this vast ocean. However, Ye Shaohan was waiting for this moment, and his figure took a step in vain, floating in it like a breeze.
, the sky and the earth were filled with white light. He raised his sword and put it away ten times before Ye Shaohan's figure stopped.
Almost instantly, the eyes of Situ Jian and others became extremely dull, and they fell from the void. The sky was stained with blood, and ten headless corpses fell weakly downwards.
As Ye Shaohan swung his long sword, the violent torrent of sword energy suddenly changed its direction and shot towards a surrounding mountain. Wherever it passed, a sword mark suddenly appeared on the ground.
In an instant! A roar suddenly sounded! Everyone looked and saw the mountains overturned, a large amount of dust and smoke rising up, and the dust and smoke obscured everyone's sight.
Ten breaths later, the smoke and dust slowly fell away. Previously, there was a hundred-meter hill covering dozens of miles, but at this moment, there was no trace of it, and the ground was smooth as a mirror.
After coughing several times, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Ye Shaohan's arm went numb and he almost couldn't hold the Qilin Sword.
First, he used his body skills to consume the power of the qi sword, then he used the strangeness of the blood-colored flames to increase the power of the hundred swords, and finally took the risk to assassinate Situ Jian and others, all of which consumed the true qi in Ye Shaohan's body.
In the collision just now, Ye Shaohan was more or less injured, but this was not the case in the eyes of others.
Fighting one against ten, he killed ten Spirit Emperor warriors with his powerful strength, as if Ye Shaohan once again perfectly performed a miracle in front of their eyes.
Everyone in the audience stared blankly at the ten headless corpses. Are they still the arrogant Situ Jian and others before?
Among them, the one with the most complex expression was undoubtedly Qiu Bao. The smile in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a gloomy look. At the same time, the right hands hidden under his sleeves were also clenched together.
The most delighted ones are undoubtedly Ye Gaoleng and others, with excited expressions on their faces. They firmly believe that if the news of the killing of fifteen Spirit Emperor warriors spreads, their Ye family's reputation in the empire will definitely increase.
With a pale face and a slightly shaky figure, Ye Shaohan casually took out several pills from the Qilin Ring and stuffed them into his mouth, staring at the ten corpses below with a thoughtful gaze.
Glancing at Xiao Luoxue, Qiu Bao's figure suddenly jumped into the void.
The sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and Qiu Bao's figure emerged in front of Ye Shaohan. He looked at Ye Shaohan with indifferent eyes and said calmly: "A sixteen-year-old Spirit Emperor realm warrior! He is rare even in my Sword God Sect!
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Being stared at by Qiu Bao's indifferent gaze, Ye Shaohan felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and all the nerves in his body immediately became tense.
As a killer, he must remain vigilant at this moment, even if the person in front of him is his closest relative, let alone Qiu Bao in front of him!
Feeling Ye Shaohan's change, Qiu Bao showed no expression on his face. He glanced at the ten corpses and said lightly: "Do you know who I am?"
Although his words were plain, they were full of force. Qiu Bao stood quietly in the void. The sword energy flowing around him was destroyed one after another. Looking from a distance, Qiu Bao looked like an unsheathed sword.
"Disciple of the Sword God Sect!" Ye Shaohan looked directly at Qiu Bao, who was exuding an oppressive aura, and the vigilance in his heart became stronger. At the same time, he looked down at Xiao Luoxue with deep meaning.
Everything today was so weird, like a big invisible hand pushing this series of things to happen. This feeling made Ye Shaohan extremely disgusted.
With his hands behind his back, Qiu Bao looked at Ye Shaohan calmly, turning a blind eye to Ye Gaoleng and others who came behind him, and said calmly: "My name is Qiu Bao, one of the protectors of Luoxia Peak!"
The plain words resounded in the sky like thunder. Although Ye Shaohan's face was calm, his heart was extremely uneasy!
Qiu Bao, the father of the Sword God disciple who wanted to marry Ye Shaofang?
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan still said calmly: "So what!"
"So what! Haha, the death of my son Qiulin must be related to the master Ye Shao!" In an instant, Qiu Bao's whole body's momentum surged, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Shaohan like a real sword.
The shouts were like thunder, hovering in the sky. Ye Gaoleng and others were all stunned, and there were expressions of astonishment on their faces. This Qiulin was not killed by the man in black, so why was Ye Shaohan involved?
Compared with the astonishment of Ye Gaoleng and others, the heads of the surrounding aristocratic families were approaching this place one after another, and they all looked at the scene in the void with confusion.
The cold wind was still roaring, rolling up Ye Shaohan's long hair on his forehead, and Ye Shaohan's dark eyes looked so eye-catching in the snowy sky.