This scene can be described as lightning, so fast that people cannot react at all. In the eyes of everyone, Ye Shaohan just took a step forward, and his body disappeared. Then the middle-aged man fell to his death, and even his bones were
Nothing left!.
Everything was within Ye Shaohan's calculations, everything seemed so clean and tidy.
Pointing out his finger, drawing his sword, and using the terrifying soul power of the fire unicorn, all of this showed Ye Shaohan's terrifying calculation power.
Sadly, the majestic Lingzong realm warrior died like this under Ye Shaohan's calculations. Ye Shaohan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this Lingzong realm warrior was dealt with, everything would be easy to handle.
The two old men and the Luoxia Peak disciples stared blankly at Ye Shaohan, who was dressed in blood. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's figure became eternal in their hearts and could not be erased!
The bloody clothes and indifferent expression were as unshakable as the Luoxia Peak beneath his feet.
Ye Shaohan looked indifferent, and without any pause, he took another step forward. When this step fell, the billowing sword energy overflowed crazily around Ye Shaohan.
Below, a broken sword was stuck on a pool of blood. The cold wind picked up the blood drops, and the sword made a low sound.
Dozens of figures plundered out of the crowd, jumped into the air, and surrounded Ye Shaohan's figure with swords in hand.
When faced with Ye Shaohan's terrifying strength, the man in black finally lost his previous indifference, and dozens of Spirit Emperor level warriors swept towards Ye Shaohan.
Amid the momentum of dozens of people, Ye Shaohan's figure was like a lonely boat in the sea, looking so thin and precarious.
The tip of the sword was slightly raised, Ye Shaohan's left hand gently crossed the tip of the sword, and a little blood dripped from the sword.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan still looked at these people calmly, without joy or sadness, but the killing intent in his eyes was enough to make people's hearts tremble.
The Luoxia Peak disciples, in particular, looked stunned. Normally, Ye Shaohan always made them feel so gentle, but today's Ye Shaohan made them feel depressed.
"This killing should end!" Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked at the sky, and murmured softly.
Too many people died in this massacre, too many people.
"He's gone, why are you staying here?" Ye Shaohan took a step forward, and a terrifying momentum swept out.
Ye Shaohan's muttering to himself was undoubtedly the greeting of death to everyone's ears. A dozen figures stepped back a few steps, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of the man in black's mouth.
As the blood filled the air, more than a dozen men in black snorted coldly, with ferocious expressions showing madness, and their sword energy shot towards Ye Shaohan like a torrent.
In Ye Shaohan's view, these offensives seemed so insignificant. The terrifying energy was flowing in Ye Shaohan's body. Ye Shaohan just waved his sword forward faintly, and the sword energy emerged all over the sky.
I don't know when the snowflakes began to flutter again, and this weak snowflake seemed to have transformed into a sword at this moment.
Raising his left hand slightly, Ye Shaohan held his left hand to hold the falling snowflakes, and said lightly: "Broken!"
Cold shouts resounded, but the weak snowflakes strangely broke the sharp sword energy.
Wearing a martial robe and making hunting sounds, Ye Shaohan stood with a sword in his hand, his thin figure standing in the sky full of snowflakes, which were spinning around him.
The man in black had a somewhat complicated look in his eyes for dispelling the sword energy so easily. This young man was so strong, beyond everyone's expectation.
However, thinking about this mission, they knew that they had no chance to retreat. Gradually, the man in black became crazy, suppressed the fear in his heart, and took action against Ye Shaohan again.
However, this madness, in Ye Shaohan's eyes, was a powerless resistance. He raised his sword and murmured softly: "Look, these people will eventually be buried with them!"
The cold wind blew, and Ye Shaohan's figure moved like snowflakes fluttering in the wind.
The tip of the Qilin Sword swayed with the snowflakes, and sword shadows appeared strangely beside Ye Shaohan. One illusion was ten, the other was illusion hundreds. In an instant, hundreds of sword shadows spread out in the void.
Hundreds of swords descended! Hundreds of sword shadows stood in the sky, and their pressure was enough to affect the entire Luoxia Peak.
The silence below was terrifying. Both the disciples of Luoxia Peak and others were watching this scene quietly. Perhaps, this was the sword that decided the fate of Luoxia Peak.
Hundreds of swords came down together, and the power at this moment was definitely beyond what ordinary people could imagine. With the support of this terrifying energy, Ye Shaohan's strength increased exponentially, and the same was true for this sword.
The tip of the sword passed through the void, causing ripples in the space. Finally, the cracks in the space spread out, and the terrifying tearing force spread out in the cracks, pulling the bodies of dozens of men in black.
In front of this sword, the Spirit Emperor realm warrior looked so weak.
The screams gathered together, and the Hundred Swords disappeared as quickly as they came. Dozens of Spirit Emperor Realm warriors were directly killed. However, the Hundred Swords did not end. Instead, under the control of Ye Shaohan, the Hundred Swords pointed downwards.
The man in black shot away.
Seeing this, the faces of the men in black changed greatly, and they were extremely embarrassed to avoid the sword shadows coming from them.
The moment the hundred swords disappeared, only less than a hundred of the hundreds of men in black were left, easily killing hundreds of enemies. Ye Shaohan's black-haired figure was undoubtedly given a bloody look, but Ye Shaohan's face was dull.
Taking another step forward, holding the sword, his body turned into a rainbow and fell from the void, heading straight for the crowd below. A massacre was staged again in Ye Shaohan's hands.
The disciples of Luoxia Peak all looked at this scene blankly. The men in black who were so fierce before looked so weak at this moment.
This was a complete massacre, Ye Shaohan was like a wolf among sheep.
Above the sword path, there were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood. At this moment, Luoxia Peak was undoubtedly saved!
After a few moments, the screams seemed to slowly dissipate. Looking from a distance, there was no man in black on the sword path. They all died under Ye Shaohan's sword.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan glanced at the Qilin Stone Statue and breathed a sigh of relief. Luoxia Peak was saved.
However, thinking of Huang Shaoping's death, Ye Shaohan's eyes turned cold. He turned around and looked at Sword God Peak, filled with murderous intent, that person!
"I'll leave this place to you!" With his back to everyone, Ye Shaohan said calmly, took a step forward, and his figure turned into a rainbow and flew towards the void of Sword God Peak. If you regret not completing it, today I will do it for you.
Finish!
Above the void, it is different from the bloody scene at the five peaks, but there is hidden murderous intent everywhere. Sword energy is flying around like a torrent, the space is broken and slowly reunited everywhere, and a terrifying coercion is constantly spreading towards the surroundings.
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The battle here can be divided into two parts, one is naturally between Yue Jingxian and Huang Lingtian, and the other is between Liu Yuyan and the others. During the battle in the Lingzong realm, dark space cracks sometimes appeared around them.
In addition to the three peak masters, there are four Lingzong realm warriors on the Sword God Sect side. However, there is also a Lingzong realm warrior on the side of the man in black.
The two sides are equally powerful. As long as one side defeats the other, the balance of victory will tilt towards that side. However, this battle will not end in a short time.
With an extremely pale face, Liu Yuyan avoided the incoming sword light with a solemn expression. The current situation undoubtedly favored Huang Lingtian's side.
When Liu Yuyan's eyes touched the figure in the distance, there was a cold murderous intent in her eyes, and an extremely powerful aura erupted from her body. She murmured softly: "Brother, let me take your regrets for you."
Finish!"
While Liu Yuyan was talking to herself, the men in black and the masters of the outer sect drew their swords one after another.
An extremely powerful sword energy rushed towards Liu Yuyan like a poisonous snake. The terrifying pressure of the momentum made Liu Yuyan's body involuntarily take a few steps back. There was a burst of blood energy in her chest, and a trace of blood red appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Her dress, which was as white as snow, was already stained with blood. At this moment, Liu Yuyan seemed to be at the end of her life.
The Lingzong realm warriors on the Sword God Sect side roared angrily and moved towards Liu Yuyan one after another. However, they were blocked one by one by the men in black.
"Is it over?" Facing the overwhelming sword energy, Liu Yuyan's face showed a hint of despair, and she looked reluctantly at the sword god Wufeng behind her. She has been practicing swordsmanship for more than thirty years.
For many years, this sight seemed to be deeply imprinted in the depths of her memory.
At this moment, a figure appeared in Liu Yuyan's eyes, a tall and straight figure.
"Senior brother, I'm sorry, maybe I can't do it for you!" Liu Yuyan murmured softly.
Everything in the past slowly dissipated in front of Liu Yuyan's eyes like the falling snowflakes.
After practicing swordsmanship for decades, no one in the Sword God Sect would have imagined that the indifferent woman in the past would fall in love with that gentle and elegant man.
However, it was all over. The terrifying pressure came and Liu Yuyan could not move at all.
Amidst the sharp explosions, the angry shouts of several Lingzong realm warriors from the Sword God Sect seemed so loud.
"Everything is over!" Liu Yumu murmured softly. Without even a chance to resist, Liu Yuyan could only close her eyes in despair.
However, at this moment, Liu Yuyan opened her eyes in vain, looking at the direction of Luoxia Peak with deep meaning.
The sword energy that filled the sky seemed to be dissipating in the cold wind like falling snowflakes. This scene seemed so strange.
Seeing this, several men in black snorted coldly, and were about to take action to deal with Liu Yuyan again, but unexpectedly, a heart-stopping aura emerged in vain.
Several people in the void felt as if their hearts were weighed down by a huge boulder, and they all looked at the figure shooting out from the void at Luoxia Peak in horror.
In the void where the fierce aura appeared, an invisible space wave spread in all directions, and a cold figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
The cold face of the man dressed in blood revealed a look of indifference, and the dark eyes were as cold as ice that had been hidden deep underground for thousands of years.
Ye Shaohan looked at the astonished people with an indifferent expression, and stared at another flashing figure with cold eyes. At this moment, the killing intent in his heart could no longer be suppressed and exploded, with endless killing intent centered on Ye Shaohan.