The remaining wind died down, and the tornado turned into nothingness. The snow on the ground was swept up into the void, and snowflakes flew all over the sky.
On the martial arts platform, that thin figure was thrust across the martial arts platform like an unsheathed sword. That tall and proud figure was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.
Wuhen's face was cold and he stared at Ye Shaohan with sharp eyes. As a yellow-level sword skill, Sword Qi Slash was naturally included in the Sword God Sect. Wuhen did not expect that Ye Shaohan could defeat his own earth-level sword skill with just a yellow-level sword skill.
The exclamations from the people around him were undoubtedly mocking to Wuhen's ears. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and his aura paused, and the air became extremely solid.
After using the Xuan Bing Jue, Ye Shaohan ignored Wuhen. Although he broke Wuhen's sword, he also consumed a lot of spiritual energy.
On the sword platform, Yue Jingxian stared at Ye Shaohan with a solemn face, and said to Huang Shaoping on the side: "Huang-level sword skills can defeat earth-level sword skills. Huang Shaoping, you have taught a good apprentice!"
Holding the tea cup, the young master said calmly: "I never taught him any sword skills!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Liu Yuyan and others were moved, and they said: "Could it be that he realized this sword by himself?"
"Yes!" Huang Shaoping responded calmly and ignored Yue Jingxian and others.
Ignoring the exclamations around him, he stopped running the Xuan Bing Jue. Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked at Wuhen and said lightly: "Did you feel good playing?"
Hearing this, Wuhen looked startled, and Ye Shaohan continued: "Then it's my turn!"
With a cold snort, Wuhen's figure moved, his hands stretched out, and his whole body suddenly erupted with dazzling blue light.
A sword intent emerged from Wuhen's body. Seeing this, Yue Jingxian and others frowned. Is it the sword intent from before?
The long sword in Wuhen's hand trembled, and a bright blue sword light suddenly shot out.
At the same time, Ye Shaohan's body flashed at high speed, his sword energy poured down, and the wind and snow in the sky were directly frozen into ice crystals and fell to the ground.
The same extremely cold sword energy met, and its hissing sound sounded, which was particularly harsh.
Wuhen swung out his sword energy without any haste, and his whole body spun strangely, and a blue halo appeared around him.
No matter how much the sword energy hits, the entire aperture cannot be shaken at all. Seeing this, Wuhen smiled proudly and said: "Is this your counterattack? That's all!"
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan waved the sword in his hand and kept approaching Wuhen. The shadow of the sword drowned Wuhen's figure. In mid-air, there were countless powerful sword strikes, mixed with sky-shattering explosions. The aperture gradually dimmed, and finally turned into
Countless points of light shattered.
Ye Shaohan looked at Wuhen calmly, with a sneer on his face. The fire spirit floating around him quickly gathered towards Ye Shaohan, and the faint sword chant penetrated into his heart and lungs.
An extremely terrifying aura swept across the entire place, and for a moment, several sword shadows emerged.
The void seemed to have become a sea of sword shadows. Hundreds of sword shadows stood in the sky, and terrifying pressure filled the air. Under this pressure, everyone had to take a few steps back.
On the sword platform, Yue Jingxian and others looked at each other, and then their throats rolled slightly, and their faces were full of horror.
At this moment, Yue Jingxian could no longer maintain that chic posture, and weakly pushed Huang Shaoping, who was stunned at the side, and said in surprise: "He can actually turn the sword intention into hundreds of sword shadows at the same time?"
The essence of sword intention not only requires mastery of the artistic conception, but also requires terrifying soul power as the foundation.
With his feet on the shadow of the sword, Ye Shaohan stepped out of the sea of sword shadows, his martial robes squeaking and his long hair dancing wildly.
Standing in the shadow of the sword, Ye Shaohan's face turned slightly pale.
When Wuhen faced the sword shadows in the sky, his smile completely disappeared, and he stared at Ye Shaohan with an extremely solemn and shocked face.
Facing these sword shadows, he felt like his scalp was numb and his heart was chilling.
It was a chilling feeling for the fake Lingzong realm warriors, and the low-level warriors in the audience turned pale. Dozens of them couldn't stand the oppression and fainted.
But no one paid attention to this at this moment. Their attention was attracted by the shadow of swords in the sky.
Those who doubted that Ye Shaohan would be defeated were also shaken, and a glimmer of expectation gradually appeared in everyone's eyes, looking forward to this battle.
The principle of sword linking is not only applied to sword fingers, but can also be applied to sword skills.
Whoosh! As Ye Shaohan swung his sword, sword shadows shot out all over the sky, forming a straight line.
The last sword shadow coincides with the previous sword shadow, and its power increases by several points.
When the sword shadow shot out in front of Wuhen, the sword shadows all over the sky completely merged into one, and its power naturally increased dramatically.
Wuhen looked at the blazing sword shadow. At this moment, he began to feel a little uneasy. He was full of confidence in himself to win, but at this moment, he was shaken again. The sword in front of him was too terrifying.
However, as a proud man of heaven, Wuhen did not dodge the sword. Instead, he raised his sword and took a few steps.
Some disciples of Sword God Peak exclaimed in surprise and shouted for Wuhen to avoid.
But Wuhen Wenruo didn't see it, and looked at the sword shadow shooting with the same expression.
Exhortation! Wuhen took a few steps and spread out in all directions, suddenly transforming into dozens of figures.
These figures finally gathered together, and countless sword lights fell on the sword shadow at the same time, warning!
A crisp sword chant resounded, and this terrifying sword shadow shattered in vain under Wuhen's continuous offensive, turning into waves of air that spread in all directions.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and before Wuhen could feel proud, his eyes looked at the flash of white light shooting in front of him in horror.
It seemed that there was only this white light left in the sky and the earth. The white light flickered, then the white light receded, and the blood sword continued to enlarge in Wuhen's pupils.
"What a quick sword!" Wuhen said secretly, and his body suddenly turned to the side.
Even so, the white light still flashed across Wuhen's shoulder, the sword passed by, and his blood spurted out like a fountain.
The sword light disappeared, and Ye Shaohan's figure emerged, looking indifferently at the embarrassed Wuhen in front of him.
Seeing this, everyone was in an uproar and looked at this scene in disbelief. When did Ye Shaohan use this sword?
Rain Sword Skill! Ye Shaohan's fastest sword. However, at this moment, Ye Shaohan still sighed with regret. This kid Wuhen's reaction is quite fast!
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wuhen sneered, and the spiritual energy in his body began to circulate crazily.
That flash of white light seemed to still be floating in Wuhen's eyes, and Wuhen laughed wildly: "So that's it, haha, my good opponent, thank you for reminding me!"
Just now, Wuhen realized that after taking the Nirvana Pill, Wuhen was still unable to completely refine it, and most of its medicinal effects were deposited in Wuhen's body.
However, at this moment, Wuhen realized it, and the medicinal power in his body was transformed into spiritual energy crazily, and Wuhen's aura surged again.
Feeling the sudden surge of Wuhen's aura, Ye Shaohan was slightly startled and frowned slightly.
Stepping lightly, Wuhen's figure shot out again, the wings behind him flapping wildly, and a green whirlwind emerged.
The figure transformed, from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. The traceless figure filled the entire sky, and its sword light shot towards Ye Shaohan like a poisonous snake, so densely packed that it was hard to guard against.
Countless sword shadows were approaching, and Ye Shaohan kept dodging them. The most chilling thing was that every sword Wuhen could make a crack appear in the surrounding space.
Every time Ye Shaohan drew his sword, the attraction generated by the broken space made Ye Shaohan almost be sucked in. Gradually, dozens of figures gathered together and emerged without a trace, and the sword attack became more fierce.
The wind roared all around, the sword energy was flying, and countless snowflakes were flying in the air. Accompanied by colorful clouds, the sword energy was like a torrent, beautiful but extremely dangerous.
There were countless explosions. Everyone's eyes showed a look of horror, and everyone stared blankly in the air.
At this moment, Wuhen's powerful cultivation was fully displayed, forcing Ye Shaohan to be unable to counterattack.
Under Wuhen's powerful cultivation and constant attacks, Ye Shaohan felt suffocated for the first time and was unable to start.
After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan's clothes were torn, his hair was messy, his pale face was covered with traces of blood, and he looked very embarrassed.
Bang bang! Several more sword shadows struck down. Ye Shaohan held his sword to block it. The terrifying force came upon him, and Ye Shaohan's figure swayed slowly from the void like a kite with its string cut off.
Bang bang! A dull crashing sound resounded. Ye Shaohan's body was still uninjured due to his physical strength, but the huge force made Ye Shaohan's blood boil.
Without the slightest pause, Ye Shaohan kicked off his feet and jumped into the void again.
Wuhen sneered, and his figure approached Ye Shaohan like a poisonous snake. Countless powerful sword strikes, mixed with sky-shaking explosions, and dazzling blood, kept changing directions in mid-air.
Ye Shaohan dodged in embarrassment, and the sound of metal explosions resounded non-stop. Ye Shaohan's swordsmanship gradually became a little chaotic. To avoid the sudden space crack, Ye Shaohan helplessly caught Wuhen's vigorous blow.
The blood sword in his hand had collided with Wuhen's sword countless times. At this moment, the blood sword in his hand also turned into fragments and fell to the ground.
There was a clanging sound, and everyone was in an uproar looking at the fragments scattered all over the ground.
If this swordsman loses his sword, his strength will be greatly reduced.
Without the blood sword, Ye Shaohan could only point his fingers together as a sword and point his fingers forward quickly.
Bang bang! This finger was too fast, not even 30% of the usual power was released. Bang bang, Ye Shaohan's body fell towards the martial arts platform below again.
Standing quietly in the air, he watched Ye Shaohan fall with cold eyes. At this moment, Ye Shaohan had blood splattering all over his body. Driven by the strong airflow, his body hit the ground hard, making a dull impact sound.
This tidal wave of pain almost made Ye Shaohan faint. At this moment, he almost lost control of his body and seemed to fall apart.