Huang Shaoping, who had been sitting on the stone chair, suddenly stood up and looked at Ye Shaohan with a solemn expression.
With the strength that Ye Shaohan has shown now, no one will be stupid enough to think that Ye Shaohan has gone crazy. He must have a back-up plan.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Ye Muwan couldn't help but see a thin figure appearing in front of her eyes. With one finger, the image of the gun and oar being wiped out into ashes.
The white dress was fluttering in the wind, and Xiao Luoxue also frowned lightly.
Different emotions spread in everyone's hearts. Everyone was guessing why Ye Shaohan abandoned his sword. Even Wuhen felt a little confused.
Is he really so confident?
Two figures stood in the sky, and their terrifying aura spread out, sweeping the entire place.
Under Ye Shaohan's feet, the cold air spread out, and pieces of thin ice appeared within a radius of several miles.
A layer of ice crystals appeared under Wuhen's feet. The thin ice met the ice crystals, forming a thin layer of ice.
Looking up from a distance, Ye Shaohan and Wuhen seemed to be standing on thin ice.
Wuhen looked at Ye Shaohan with a serious face. Since this kid can abandon the sword, he must have a backup plan.
But thinking of the terrifying power of Sword God's sword skills, Wuhen had no worries.
The sword in his hand slowly broke away from Wuhen's control, floated on his chest, and began to spin. Wuhen's clothes moved without any wind, and his hair was blown upright by the strong whirlwind.
The originally broken white clothes instantly turned into endless ashes and flew away. As the sword continued to rotate, a huge sword shadow emerged above Wuhen's head.
With one turn of the sword, the sword turned into ten sword shadows. After a few turns, the sword shadows filled the sky shattered the clouds in the void, and the huge sword shadows emitted an astonishing sword roar.
As soon as the sword was turned, Wuhen's figure transformed into nine residual images and ran towards nine directions, and an air sword emerged.
Exhortation! Wuhen swung out at the same time, and the nine qi swords disappeared into the huge sword shadow.
A strange scene appeared. The huge sword shadow actually transformed into a giant dragon several feet long, and the roar of the dragon resounded.
The dragon opened its mouth, swallowed the sword in, and rotated up, down, left, and right around Wuhen. Looking from a distance, around Wuhen at this time, a ball of silver light shone with dazzling brilliance, and finally turned into a giant dragon.
Standing empty.
"Sword falls!" Wuhen shouted, and the sword shadows in the void began to gather towards Ye Shaohan from all directions.
Feeling the terrifying pressure, everyone on the ground looked serious, obviously shocked by the so-called Sword God's sword skills.
The disciples of Luoxia Peak all had helpless expressions on their faces, and everyone was speculating on whether Ye Shaohan could withstand this terrifying blow!
Ye Shaohan, on the other hand, seemed particularly calm. He had to admit that the power of this sword was terrifying.
Ye Shaohan looked at the huge shadow with calm eyes, an indifferent smile flashed across his eyes, and the shadow of the sword sweeping across the sky caused the surrounding space to ripple.
Pointing them together as swords, Ye Shaohan rushed towards the sword shadow with a smile on his face. He moved his right hand slightly forward, and strong winds appeared in the sky, rolling up the dust on the martial arts platform. At a glance,
Go, the entire Wudou Valley is covered in dust.
A dazzling light danced on Ye Shaohan's fingertips, and almost in his breath, its white light transformed into the shape of a unicorn sword.
This sword shape can reach a length of five feet, and the huge sword shape makes the pressure on the scene increase several points.
"Wind God!" Ye Shaohan raised his sword finger slightly, took a step forward, pointed his sword at Luoxia, and then the huge sword shape swept out.
The sword shadow that filled the sky turned into endless light spots and dissipated under the sweep of the giant sword, but the huge sword shape also shattered.
Seeing this, Wuhen's face showed a solemn look, and he suddenly swung his right arm forward, pointing a finger at Ye Shaohan, and the sword that had been swallowed by the giant dragon appeared out of thin air.
A hurricane formed entirely by the Sunda wind emerged. This hurricane tornado showed a pure blue color. The snowflakes turned into sharp blades and fell on the thin ice. The thin ice under their feet became more condensed.
The hurricane rolled the sword and rushed towards Ye Shaohan. The space was shattered wherever it went, and the sky and the earth were dark for a while.
"Nine days!" Wuhen's cold shouts resounded, and it took nine days for the real sword to be revealed.
The sweeping speed actually shattered the space, and everyone looked shocked. The power contained in this sword must be huge and abnormal.
Looking from a distance, the sword flashed past like a meteor falling from the sky. Amidst the exclamations of many people, the sword reached Ye Shaohan's chest in the blink of an eye, and an invisible space ripple spread out, striking.
The falling snowflakes.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan was still looking at the sword calmly. He slowly raised his right hand, using his fingers as a sword, and his index finger stood tightly, without any stiffness. The situation was natural!
"Luoshen!" The sword finger gently pointed out, and the cold air condensed out. This cold air enveloped Ye Shaohan's fingertips.
The fingertips gently landed on the tip of the sword, and a sound like a metal collision was heard, and the sword fell precariously from the void.
Terrifying energy shot out, and in just a few breaths, Ye Shaohan's figure was enveloped by this energy.
Cold energy emerged around Ye Shaohan, and the energy was frozen before it could touch Ye Shaohan.
In mid-air, countless cold air flowed around Ye Shaohan's body, and his whole body was covered in energy, making him look mysterious and weird.
Everyone stared blankly at Ye Shaohan's black hair that was blowing in the wind. Two fingers in succession revealed a violent aura that destroyed the world and destroyed the world. It deeply shocked everyone. What kind of martial skill is this?
The Luoxia Peak disciples also stared blankly at this scene. When did Luoxia Pavilion have such fingering skills?
On the other hand, Huang Shaoping's face was as calm as ever, and a smile flashed under his eyes. How many trump cards does this kid have?
Yue Jingxian and others looked at Huang Shaoping thoughtfully, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Yue Jingxian asked: "Is this the martial arts collected in Luoxia Pavilion?"
Hearing this, Huang Shaoping shook his head slightly and said calmly: "No!"
Regarding this, Ye Shaohan undoubtedly looked a little more mysterious in the eyes of Yue Jingxian and others.
On the other hand, Su Yun from Sword Valley and Qi Jian from Wu Tianzong looked at this scene with excitement. It turned out that he was so powerful.
Just these few fingers were enough to shock the whole audience. After wiping away the blood on the corner of his mouth, Ye Shaohan looked at Wuhen with a solemn look. It was difficult to take this sword.
Ye Shaohan broke his attack twice in succession. Wuhen's face turned gloomy, and he pointed his sword towards the void.
The giant dragon phantom suddenly flew upwards and jumped into the sky above Wuhen. The powerful roar of the dragon resounded throughout the entire Sword God Mountain Range, and the low-level monsters in the mountain range lay prone on the ground.
There is no trace in the void, with a serious expression, light flashing in his eyes, and a terrifying aura exuding from his whole body. With his hands clenched, a sword made of sword energy appears in the queue, slowly raised up, and slashed down across the air.
The huge dragon phantom suddenly rushed towards Ye Shaohan with a destructive momentum.
Terrifying pressure emerged on this huge dragon shadow, and its huge dragon shadow gradually changed, and finally formed a giant sword.
The sword chant resounded loudly, and as the air sword in Wuhen's hand sank into the giant sword, the giant sword exploded in vain, turning into nine sword shadows.
"Jian Luo Jiutian!" This is the real Jian Luo Jiutian. Jian Luo Jiutian, Jian Luo Jiutian, Jian Luo Jiutian!
Under this pressure, the fighting platform actually cracked open, swallowing up the scattered gravel piece by piece.
Not only that, the ground in the Sword Valley also cracked, and the cracks swallowed up the surrounding stone chairs.
Everyone hurriedly ran towards the ### heights. Wuhen and others waved dozens of palms towards the ground. A layer of light curtain stuck to the ground, preventing the cracks in the earth.
Outside the Sword Valley, the disciples of the Sword God Sect all felt horrified. Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the Sword Valley, which had stood for thousands of years, collapsed in vain. For a moment, the ground shook.
Before the sword fell, its pressure was so terrifying that no one could imagine the power of the sword. Everyone broke into a cold sweat for Ye Shaohan.
"Kill the soul!" Looking at the nine sword shadows that were rushing towards him, Ye Shaohan's eyes turned cold, and his face couldn't help but sink. He danced to clear the shadows. Ye Shaohan's figure was as light as a flying swallow. His fairy mantle was fluttering in the wind, and the middle finger of his right hand was slightly raised.
Point forward.
Ye Shaohan's figure surged forward like a wave, thrust out with one finger, and in an instant, the sword danced in all directions. The viewers were as depressed as the mountains, the sky and the earth were lowered for a long time, and the Yao was like a Yi shooting at nine sunsets.
This is Ye Shaohan's strongest finger. The three fingers of Wind God, Fire God, and Luo God are fused together. When Ye Shaohan was in the Spirit Emperor Realm, he relied on this finger to kill the fake Spirit Sect Realm warriors.
With the terrifying soul power and the control of the sword, the soul-killing soul today is even more terrifying than before.
The space in front of Ye Shaohan immediately shattered, and the cracks in the space continued to spread forward. The originally dark sky, the sword wind, and the snowflakes were drowned by the cracks in the space. Even the violent and abnormal sword energy could not escape its attraction.
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The nine sword shadows were gradually submerged by the turbulent flow in the space. Just when everyone thought that the sword shadows were extinguished, a sword roar sounded again, breaking through the space, and the sword shadows straddled the void and suddenly shot towards Ye Shaohan.
Come.
"It's over! It's really over now!" Waves of sighs resounded from the crowd. At this moment, most people thought that Ye Shaohan had reached the end of his rope.
Even Huang Shaoping's palms began to break out in cold sweat. If he was hit by this sword shadow, Ye Shaohan would be crippled even if he didn't die.
Wuhen sneered again and again, looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Suifeng, I want to see how you can defeat my sword!"
Ye Shaohan suppressed his inner uneasiness, and suddenly swung his right arm toward the ground. He clenched his right hand, and terrifying strength surged out.
Kirin!
In the dust, the Qilin Sword rose from the ground and turned into a shadow and shot towards the void.
Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly and lightly held the Qilin Sword that was fired. His aura increased again, and his left hand quickly formed a seal on his chest.
Two sword shadows slowly appeared behind Ye Shaohan, and the aura from the sword shadows gradually merged with Ye Shaohan's own aura.
This sword shadow represents Ye Shaohan's lifelong killing intent, while the other sword intent represents Ye Shaohan's artistic conception.
The killing intention has become substantial! The sword intention has become substantial! Ye Shaohan once again subverted everyone's perception.