Chapter 486 The application of artistic conception
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan casually pointed his fingers forward, and the shadows of his fingers gathered together to directly break the sword of the man in black.
Ye Shaohan sneered and stared at the man in black with murderous intent, "Sword intent? How can an imperfect artistic conception produce sword intent?"
With a kick of his feet, Ye Shaohan flew into the air again, looking down at the angry man in black. The sneer at the corner of his mouth was undoubtedly ironic in the eyes of the man in black.
Above the void, Liu Yuehong looked at Ye Shaohan, who was like a king, with a strange color flashing in her eyes. All these developments were beyond her expectation.
Clenching his feet, the man in black calmed down the anger in his heart. At this moment, he felt a trace of fear in his heart. The young man in front of him gave him an unfathomable feeling.
Deliberately hiding his strength first to create an opportunity for a fatal blow. First get rid of the snow and ice wolf monster, and then get rid of the man in black. This is Ye Shaohan's method.
"Can a vertical stroke convey the meaning of a sword?" Although the man in black was frightened, his tone remained strong.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan did not notice that there was a little fluorescent light floating above the head of the man in black, which was extremely eye-catching in the black screen.
However, although Ye Shaohan didn't notice it, Liu Yuehong did. She understood what the fluorescence meant, and she quickly exclaimed: "He is stalling for time!"
The voice was extremely clear, and as soon as he said these words, the man in black immediately glared at each other, but for some unknown reason, he did not take action against Liu Yuehong.
"Are you waiting for someone?" Looking up, Ye Shaohan caught a glimpse of the faint fluorescence, and his soul power spread out unconsciously. In his perception, four auras were rushing towards him quickly, and the auras were like the darkness in front of him.
The clothes and the people are very similar.
Whoosh! A sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and four black shadows flashed across the sky in vain and landed next to the man in black.
These four people were completely wrapped in loose black robes, and all four of them exuded an extremely pungent smell of blood.
Under the pale moonlight, a little blood was dripping from the swords of the four people. It was obvious that the four people were engaged in a massacre earlier.
Several powerful auras permeated the four people, and these four people were impressively at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm.
Although the cultivation level of the peak Spirit King Realm is not very strong, the power of the four of them working together is definitely not weak, not to mention the man in black next to him who is eyeing him with eagerness.
For a moment, Liu Yuehong couldn't help but worry about Ye Shaohan again, looking at that thin figure with complicated eyes. For some reason, this figure gave him an unusually familiar feeling, not just because he had become accustomed to this figure in the past few months.
But she had seen this figure a long, long time ago. For a moment, Liu Yuehong couldn't help but feel a trance, and a figure emerged from the depths of her memory.
"Ye Shaohan?" Liu Yuehong looked startled, then shook her head slightly and murmured: "His strength is not as good as him, definitely not him!"
Not noticing anything strange about Liu Yuehong, Ye Shaohan focused entirely on the five people in front of him, his eyes as indifferent as water.
"Kill with all your strength!" A cold voice came from the mouth of the man in black. The murderous intent contained in these words was enough to freeze the cold wind.
Upon hearing this, the four people immediately turned into a black shadow and attacked Ye Shaohan. The aura generated by the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm directly bounced away the falling snowflakes. For a time, there was no snowflake in the sky within a few miles.
Looking coldly at the four people who came over, Ye Shaohan's eyes flashed with a hint of ridicule. Perhaps he had experienced the turbulence of the sea, and the turbulence of the river would no longer make him feel amazed.
A strong man like Huang Shaoping is the ocean, and the four people in front of him are the trickling stream.
Yes, it was a mockery. With this cut, the four of them almost thought that their eyes were deceiving. However, the next moment, their expressions became horrified at the same time.
Because at the next moment, the four people suddenly felt that in the void around them, an irresistible force suddenly appeared, and a terrifying pressure came over them.
Using power to suppress others, using the sword as a matchmaker, and using mind to control power. After several months of hard training and Huang Shaoping's careful teaching, Ye Shaohan could really use his mind.
The four people who were originally shooting in the air as fast as meteors seemed to have suddenly entered a sticky swamp and started to move slowly in the void.
This terrifying pressure made the flow of spiritual energy in the four people's bodies extremely slow. Under the combined attack of these five people, Ye Shaohan could no longer restrain his momentum.
With one finger, he gently pointed his hand towards the void, pointing to the Goddess Luo. The Goddess Luo was originally the incarnation of beauty in his previous life. However, in Ye Shaohan's finger, the Goddess Luo represented a kind of beautiful withering, nothing more than death!
The substantial murderous aura blended into Ye Shaohan's unique selfless artistic conception, and instantly strangled the four people in front of him. Their flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and Ye Shaohan's sword aura was like a meat grinder.
Blood filled the sky, and the four disfigured corpses fell weakly downwards until they fell into the snowdrifts.
Bang bang! A dull sound sounded, as loud as it resounded in the hearts of Liu Yuehong and the man in black.
At this moment, the man in black finally experienced Ye Shaohan's terrifying strength, which was definitely at the fake Lingzong level.
"In this case, we can only use that move!" A mysterious wave spread out from the man in black. His aura surged, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
The water aura between heaven and earth has become extremely violent again. Obviously, these auras have been controlled by the man in black.
The short sword was glowing with cold light, and the figure of the man in black shot out, as if across the space, appeared directly in front of Ye Shaohan, and struck out with a sword.
The strongest sword, this sword contains the imperfect sword intention of the man in black.
The surrounding water aura was involved, and its aura and the extending sword converged. Therefore, a huge sword shadow emerged. Under this huge sword shadow, Ye Shaohan's figure looked so weak.
"Don't fight forcefully!" This pressure was suffocating, Liu Yuehong exclaimed.
However, Ye Shaohan was still as calm as before, looking at the huge sword shadow lightly, and murmured softly: "Is water a spiritual energy?"
The Xuan Bing Jue was activated instantly. Ye Shaohan pointed his left hand together as a sword and pointed it forward several times seemingly slowly.
Water is the best thing, water is good for all things, and it does not conflict; but if water is ice, it will kill everything.
As soon as he pointed it out, the clouds and mist changed and turned into a rain of swords all over the sky.
The second point is that the wind and clouds are changing, and the stormy clouds and sword energy are everywhere.
Three points out that the heaven and earth are changing, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the sword's intention is extremely extreme.
Three consecutive fingers swept towards the man in black. At this moment, the sword energy generated by the three fingers continued to blend, and finally turned into a blue sword shadow. Wherever it went, the space rippled. Looking from a distance, the space seemed to be...
It's generally distorted.
His eyes were focused, and then, under Liu Yuehong's stunned gaze, the sword shadow of the man in black was instantly shattered.
In the horrified gaze of the men in black, a ten-foot-long blue giant sword that was almost solid appeared out of thin air in front of them, whistling and beheading them.
The sword energy is about to become substantial, and the air around it seems to be solidified.
This finger contains Ye Shaohan's artistic conception. For the first time, Ye Shaohan really used the artistic conception.
The azure sword broke through the defense of the man in black like a broken bamboo, and fell with a roar in the horrified eyes of the man in black.
Bang! There was a sound of breaking bones. In the sharp sound of breaking wind, the explosion seemed so loud.
The blue sword light disappeared, replaced by the blood pillar rising into the sky. The blood pillar was so scarlet and dazzling. The endless pressure in the void instantly receded like the tide, and the man in black was like a kite with broken strings.
It fell weakly towards the ice, kicking up slush all over the ground. For a moment, the sound of the breaking wind dissipated, as if even the wind had stopped at this moment.
The black night was like the spilled ink, pouring all over the ground, and the blood column was like the scattered red ink, dyeing a large area of snow red.
In the cold wind, the figure seemed to be blown down at any time, but the thin figure remained standing like a mountain.
A look of astonishment appeared on Liu Yuehong's face like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, uncontrollably.
The corpses and blood pools on the ground told Liu Yuehong the fact that a few seconds ago, the seemingly weak young man easily killed a Lingzong realm warrior.
Liu Yuehong, who was surrounded by countless compliments, couldn't help but sigh. In front of this thin figure, she found that the previous compliments seemed so pale.
"He is very strong!" Thousands of thoughts turned into this sentence.
Raising his eyes slightly, Ye Shaohan did not glance at the corpse below. Instead, he glanced at Liu Yuehong indifferently and said nothing.
Swish! Ye Shaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the figures in the sky, feeling the unique spiritual energy fluctuations of the Sword God Sect.
"Let's go! The person who handles this matter is here!" Thinking of this, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. Liu Yuehong caught a glimpse of the broken arm looking at the corpses on the ground, nodded, and was about to leave.
Just when the two were about to leave, several rays of sword light fell from the sky and stood in front of Ye Shaohan and Liu Yuehong. They all had angry expressions on their faces and drew their swords to fight.
"Who are you?" an angry voice sounded, led by a middle-aged man in white wholesale clothing, glaring at Ye Shaohan and Ye Shaohan with angry faces.
Ten villages were massacred in succession, which undoubtedly angered the peak-protecting disciples of the Sword God Sect.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently. It turns out that no matter where he is, there are always fools and smart people, whether it is the Royal Academy or the Sword God Sect where geniuses gather.
Ye Shaohan only glanced at him lightly, but the murderous look in his eyes still made these people startled. A cold air penetrated from the soles of his feet through his spine and reached the back of his head.
The middle-aged man who asked the question before temporarily forgot what he said next and stared blankly at Ye Shaohan.
Condensing the killing intent in his eyes, Ye Shaohan's fierce aura receded like a tide, like a weak scholar. However, this figure weighed on everyone's hearts like a mountain.