The sword light receded, and the figure of a middle-aged man emerged. The middle-aged man had one hand on his back, and his hair was strangely blood-red.
A martial robe made hunting noises, and a heart-stopping aura filled the middle-aged man's body.
Lowering his head, the middle-aged man looked at the pools of blood and corpses below, and looked at the thin figure in front of him with some disbelief: "Did you kill him?"
The people in black around him looked at the middle-aged man with a little admiration.
Feeling the sharp aura of the middle-aged man, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but frown, and said lightly: "Fake Spirit Sect Realm!"
When Ye Shaohan looked at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was also looking at Ye Shaohan. Feeling Ye Shaohan's increasingly weak aura, the sneer at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth grew stronger and stronger.
The sharp breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a point of light appeared on the fingertips of the middle-aged man, and then two black qi were shot out. The sword qi that was shot continuously overlapped together, and finally turned into a sword qi and struck Ye Shaohan in the air.
, looking at the sword energy that was about to strike down, there was a smile on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth. He had been paying attention to the situation here for a long time. When facing Ye Shaohan's sharp sword, the middle-aged man could only temporarily avoid the edge.
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He was waiting for the moment when Ye Shaohan was injured, and now was the opportunity he was waiting for.
After paying the price of dozens of Spirit Emperor Realm warriors, this kid finally gave out. The middle-aged man sneered.
Facing the falling sword energy, Ye Shaohan always looked calm, his eyes slightly raised, and all the Suzaku spiritual energy converged.
However, at the next moment, the wind spiritual energy exploded crazily in Ye Shaohan's dantian, and the powerful aura burst out again.
A casual finger broke the sword energy that filled the sky. If a warrior loses his sharpness, then he is just a rusty sword. This is the case with the middle-aged man in front of him.
His face changed slightly, and the middle-aged man looked at the thin figure in disbelief.
Ye Shaohan took a step forward. His thin back seemed to be slow but in fact it was like lightning, and he ran straight towards the middle-aged man in the distance. He was tens of meters away and arrived in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man's eyes.
"It seems you have to take action, otherwise it will be a waste of time!" A muttered voice floated out, and under the confused eyes of the middle-aged man, Ye Shaohan raised his sword.
Before he finished speaking, the unicorn on Ye Shaohan's right hand glowed with a striking red light.
A terrifying coercion spread out, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered crazily towards Ye Shaohan and the middle-aged man.
Bang bang! A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, and a terrifying pressure came over him. The middle-aged man actually felt that the spiritual energy in his body had stopped functioning.
Ye Shaohan slowly raised his left hand, and moved his fingertips slightly forward. Suddenly, sword energy rushed out crazily. The shadow of the Gangfeng Giant Sword condensed, and the terrifying sword energy shot towards the middle-aged man in the air.
The actual attack of the sword intention made no sound at all, only a suffocating pressure pressing on the middle-aged man, who couldn't help but pause.
With a bang, the middle-aged man vomited out blood, his eyes were blurred and filled with bloodshot eyes, and the sword energy from the sky fell down, drowning his figure.
Reluctance and screams resounded, and blood mist filled the sky.
A small cluster of Suzaku fire spread out, drowning the blood mist. The wind blew across the sky, and the Suzaku dispersed, and the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared.
A series of gasps resounded, and everyone looked at the scene in the void in disbelief. What on earth happened?
"Since this one has been solved, then the next ones will also be solved!" Ye Shaohan lowered his head and murmured softly.
Previously, Fire Qilin finally took action, using its terrifying soul power to hold back the middle-aged man. This is why Ye Shaohan was able to kill the middle-aged man with one sword.
"Quickly solve it! The defense line above the sword has been breached!" Fire Qilin's voice resounded in Ye Shaohan's mind.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan nodded slightly, turned around, and his long hair fell down like drooping ink, fluttering in the night wind.
When the man in black's eyes touched the figure in the void, the remaining fighting spirit in his heart also dissipated, and in his heart was only fear.
At this moment, the men in black could no longer maintain their previous madness and dispersed in all directions. However, everything in Ye Shaohan's eyes was pale and feeble. His figure seemed slow, but he came in a flash, waving his sword and hundreds of people.
The shadow of the Tao sword emerged.
A ray of light flashed on the unicorn, and an invisible space fluctuation filled the air. For a moment, a terrifying pressure came over, and the figure of the man in black was stunned.
Countless sword chants rang out, and hundreds of sword shadows turned into a stream of light and shot towards the man in black who was running away.
Under the pressure of the fire unicorn, although the man in black could still move, his speed became extremely slow. The sword shadow passed through the back of the man in black mercilessly, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the wound.
The body of the man in black continued to spurt out, dyeing the whole road red, which was shocking. Bang bang! A neat sound of falling to the ground resounded, and hundreds of people in black fell to the ground one after another.
Some of the men in black who came over looked at this scene in disbelief. Is this a fight of one versus one hundred?
This is a stage that belongs entirely to that boy? A stage of killing!
Guhong can line up to fill the sky with loneliness, and a sword can also wield a wonderful person.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and under the vast starry sky, Ye Shaohan's thin figure stood quietly in the void.
At this moment, the air seemed to freeze and the wind stopped roaring.
The men in black who came after hearing the news looked at the blood all over the ground in disbelief, with expressions of horror and fear sweeping over them like a tide.
The snowflakes in the sky had dissipated at some point, and turned into rain and fell down. The drizzle hit everyone's bodies, making them feel cold.
The men in black all shuddered and took a few steps back in fear.
However, when they retreated, the sword energy from the sky swept over them like rain.
The screams gathered together to form a mournful song. Ye Shaohan ignored the men in black and raised his head, looking at the sword path above, a chill flashing in his eyes.
Taking a step forward, Ye Shaohan turned into a rainbow and shot out.
Corpses and broken swords were scattered feebly on both sides of the sword path, and most of the tombstones were cut off by the sword energy.
The terrifying sword intention filled the air on the tombstone, and the sword energy flowed on the sword like flowing water.
Most of the snow on the sword path was fused with the hot blood and turned into snow water flowing down.
The figure of the Suzaku stone statue reached the sword path, and Ye Shaohan frowned suddenly. The forces of the man in black had already attacked the stone statue.
These stone statues are the foundation of the peak-protecting formation. If the stone statues are destroyed, the sword formation will also be destroyed.
Next to the stone statue of Suzaku, several thin figures stood holding swords next to the stone statue of Suzaku.
With an extremely pale face, Yue Wuxie looked resolutely at the man in black who was approaching, and his aura was extremely fierce.
Behind Yue Wuxie stood several Luoxia Peak disciples. The martial robes on their bodies were all dyed blood-red, and their chests were covered with shocking sword marks.
Moving her left hand, Yue Wuxie looked at the leading man in black with cold eyes.
Spirit Emperor Realm warriors, powerful Spirit Emperor Realm warriors! However, Yue Wuxie and others cannot retreat. If they retreat, the Vermilion Bird Statue will be broken, and the sword formation at Xingchen Peak will be broken.
Dozens of corpses lay beside Yue Wuxie, including seniors who had mentored him and helped him.
With his eyes darkened, Yue Wuxie turned his back to the people behind him and shouted: "Protect the Sword God to the death!"
Once entering the Luoxia Peak, you will finally become the Sword God Soul! Several Luoxia Peak disciples took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Yue Wuxie, their auras gathering together.
The men in black on the opposite side all sneered, and most of the men in black just passed by and rushed towards the sword path above.
"Amway, I'll leave this to you!" An old man said to a middle-aged man. Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded and looked at Yue Wuxie with cold eyes.
There were originally dozens of men in black, but now there are only a few men in black left. However, only one Spirit Emperor realm warrior can completely suppress Yue Wuxie and the others.
The figure of the man in black named Anli flashed, lightly holding the long sword, and attacked Yue Wuxie. His powerful aura exploded instantly, and a rich sword energy emerged from his body.
Seeing the man in black making a move, Yue Wuxie's dark eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and it seemed like there was only a glimmer of sword light left in the world.
The tombstones rang in unison. At this moment, a sword intention appeared on Yue Wuxie's body. This sword intention did not belong to Yue Wuxie. It was the sword intention of all the predecessors of Luoxia Peak.
Anli had a horrified look on his face. From this majestic sword intention, he actually felt a courageous momentum to move forward without mercy!
Glancing at the tombstones around him, Amway snorted coldly, kicked off his feet, and almost instantly crossed the twenty-meter area. He swung out his sword energy, destroying the tombstones like a broken bamboo.
The moment the tombstone was destroyed, the screams of swords filled the sky, and the terrifying sword intent also receded from Yue Wuxie.
Holding the sword on her chest, after losing the sword intention, Yue Wuxie faced this Amway momentum alone, her face became paler and her body swayed unsteadily.
Shaping like a lonely boat in the sea, Yue Wuxie paused, her spiritual energy exploded, and she swung several swords forward without hesitation.
In response, Amway smiled lightly and said: "How can ants shake the sky!"
Holding the sword, the sharp sword energy flowed out, and for a moment, the killing started again next to the red bird stone statue.
Although Yue Wuxie struck out with several swords, she still could not withstand the attack of the swordsman in blue. However, Yue Wuxie still did not give up. She concentrated most of her spiritual energy on her chest to form a light shield, and her toes touched out several strands of sword energy.
, holding the long sword straight, he rushed straight towards Anli.
Yue Wuxie's move was undoubtedly overestimating his own abilities in Amway's eyes. He suddenly waved again, and the figure's speed couldn't help but speed up a few minutes. The distance of several meters was reached in the blink of an eye. The domineering and fierce momentum instantly disintegrated Yue Wuxie's offensive.
The long sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo. Blood mist spread across Yue Wuxie's chest. The sharp sword energy cut through Yue Wuxie's chest. Several bones were broken. The gurgling blood immediately moistened Yue Wuxie's whole body.