"Tsk, tsk!" A burst of laughter resounded from the high platform, and Wuhen sat calmly on the stone chair.
The old man's figure also appeared slightly embarrassed on the high platform, and the terrifying pressure swept away towards Ye Shaohan in an instant.
The terrifying pressure made Ye Shaohan's figure tremble, and then he fell to the ground, with dazzling blood in front of everyone's eyes.
However, the pride in his heart did not allow him to fall down. Ye Shaohan stood up tenaciously again. Ye Shaohan shook unsteadily and it took him a while to stand firm.
A numb feeling swept over him! Ye Shaohan's wrist holding the sword turned purple, and the terrifying strength made his whole body tingle.
"You guys did a good job!" Wuhen pointed at the dozens of Sword God Peak disciples who took action and chuckled.
"One breath!" With his right eye slightly closed, Ye Shaohan breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "Next, I'll leave this old man to you!"
The breath of death rushed towards my face, and the terrifying energy in my body finally disappeared into my Dantian.
After losing this terrifying energy, Ye Shaohan was no longer as calm as before when facing this pressure.
Especially his right hand was having trouble. Feeling his numb body, Ye Shaohan's face was still so calm, without any trace of panic.
Looking at the blood shadow, Yue Wuxie could no longer maintain her previous calmness. She gently placed Liu Yuehong's body on the snow, jumped on her feet, and jumped toward the high platform.
Until now, Yue Wuxie never thought about how she could change anything with her humble cultivation.
However, Yue Wuxie knew that if he didn't take action, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
However, when Yue Wuxie stepped on the high platform, a gentle force swept over him, suppressing his body so that he could not move.
The gentle force did not hurt Yue Wuxie in the slightest. At the same time, Yue Jingxian's voice resounded: "This matter has nothing to do with you, stand down."
Hearing this, Yue Wuxie's originally handsome face turned ferocious, and she said with murderous intent: "Get out of here, old man!"
Holding the sword, Yue Wuxie swung her sword forward, pointing the sword at Yue Jingxian, and said coldly: "Old man, get out of the way!"
With a slight sigh, Yue Jingxian casually flicked her hand, and Yue Wuxie's figure fell downwards like a kite with its string broken.
Looking at the blood shadow, Liu Yuyan felt as if she was seeing Huang Shaoping.
With a slight sigh, Liu Yuyan jumped with both feet and shot out like an arrow from a string. However, a traceless figure slowly appeared beside Liu Yuyan, with a look of indifference on her handsome face.
, looked at Xu Yuya and said calmly: "It's time for everything to end."
Liu Yuyan had a complex look on her face and shouted: "Back off!"
Wuhen heard and saw, his eyes slowly closed tightly. At the same time, Yue Jingxian's aura locked onto Liu Yuyan, making her unable to move.
Seeing that Liu Yuyan did not move and turned around, Wuhen smiled casually with a hint of joy in his eyes. At this moment, he realized that the original battle had indeed left a shadow of failure in his heart, and now it disappeared with the death of Ye Shaohan.
Looking at the blood shadow below, Wuhen smiled and said: "So what if he is strong, he still can't escape! It's time to end, everything should be over!"
The eyes of the whole audience were far away on Ye Shaohan. Concern, worry, anxiety, and anger appeared on the faces of the outer disciples. However, there was no lack of sighs, ridicule, joy, and hatred on the faces of other people when everything faced the final judgment.
, the deepest thoughts hidden in everyone's heart are shown without any concealment at this moment, and the indifference of human nature is fully reflected at this moment.
Boya and Ziqi looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
Holding the sword, the old man sighed slightly: "It's over!"
The sword energy bubbled out, stirring the surrounding spiritual energy, and a force of heaven and earth emerged.
Whoosh! A sword light emerged. Ye Shaolan jumped onto the high platform with his sword in hand. The sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and shot towards the old man.
"Girl of the Ye family, don't bring trouble to the Ye family!" The old man swung his sword at will, and his sword energy turned into a crescent shape and drove towards Ye Shaolan.
Air sword! Ye Shaolan held the air sword and tried to resist the crescent-shaped air sword. However, its terrifying strength exploded. Ye Shaolan's figure fell directly backward. At the same time, a force came over him,
She was so suppressed that she couldn't move.
The crescent-shaped sword energy did not dissipate, but continued to shoot towards Ye Shaohan.
Now that Ye Shaohan couldn't move, how could he resist for a while? Those who were worried about Ye Shaohan broke into a cold sweat.
On the contrary, Zhang Mingruo looked at Ye Shaohan thoughtfully, with an empty look without any worry.
"That aura has appeared!" Zhang Ming turned around and ignored Ye Shaohan, still launching a fierce offensive against Feng Ying.
However, no one noticed at this moment, a white figure jumped out from the crowd and flew towards Ye Shaohan without hesitation.
At the moment when the crescent-shaped sword was about to strike Ye Shaohan, the white figure hugged Ye Shaohan's figure and jumped back dozens of steps to avoid the extremely dangerous crescent-shaped sword.
Under the hazy sky, the slender and moving figure was as cold as moonlight, full of hazy beauty. The white figure formed a sharp contrast with Ye Shaohan's bloody clothes.
Xiao Luoxue was dressed in white clothes and holding a small white sword. She was like a fairy from the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal world. She was elegant, refined and unrestrained. A complex look flashed across her face that subverted the common people.
Looking at that subversive face, a trace of jealousy flashed in Wuhen's eyes, and then a trace of anger appeared and he said to Liu Yuyan who was standing aside: "Why, is this how Master Xiyue Peak teaches his disciples?"
Raising her head, Liu Yuyan didn't say anything, just sighed slightly.
"Little girl of the royal family, this matter has nothing to do with your royal family, stand down!" the old man said calmly.
Hearing this, a complex look flashed across the face that was subversive to the common people. He ignored Wuhen and the old man and looked at Ye Shaohan's face that was stained red with blood.
There was only a hint of complexity in Ye Shaohan's eyes that were as clear as springs.
Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly, looked at Xiao Luoxue's subversive face with the same complex expression, and said lightly: "You shouldn't have come!"
Xiao Luoxue held the long sword gently, with a hint of reminiscence in her eyes, and recalled: "Remember, I said that if one day you indulge in killing, I will kill you!"
"Now, you are not addicted to killing, so I am here!" Xiao Luoxue said calmly.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan stood up and rarely looked squarely at the woman in front of him.
Lifting up her long and slender fingers, Su Chuanxue pointed at Liu Yuehong on the snow and murmured softly: "Isn't she like this too?"
With a startled expression, Ye Shaohan looked at Liu Yuehong on the snow with confusion. The falling snowflakes had already piled up Liu Yuehong's body. The white snow seemed to cover the blood-red dress. Was it just covering it?
"This muddy water is not suitable for you!" Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his numb body also regained consciousness. Ye Shaohan pointed to the surrounding stands and said: "That's the place that's suitable for you!"
Hearing this, Xiao Luoxue didn't say anything, but looked directly at Ye Shaohan's expression with indifferent eyes.
At this moment, time seemed to have stood still, with its falling snowflakes falling feebly between the two of them.
"It's the same sentence, if you die, then the Ye family will go down and be buried with you!" After saying that, Xiao Luoxue's figure fell back to its original position as lightly as the falling snowflakes.
Still saying the same thing, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth.
Holding the sword and turning around, Ye Shaohan looked at the old man in front of him with an indifferent expression, his long hair hanging messily on his shoulders.
"It's over!" The old man said calmly, raising his sword, and terrifying sword energy emerged from the tip of the sword.
"That's the same sentence, then this old man will be left to you!" Ye Shaohan suddenly said an incomprehensible word.
The unicorn originally worn on his hand flashed a red light, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, a red figure emerged in front of Ye Shaohan.
Suzaku fire filled the sky, and a figure slowly emerged. It was a sharp unicorn that had transformed into a human form.
Terrifying coercion spread over the Fire Qilin, as if it was filled with the suffocation in Ye Shaohan's heart. As soon as the Fire Qilin appeared, its cold murderous intent exploded.
A burst of gasps swept out, and everyone looked at Huo Qilin in astonishment, as did Ye Shaolan, Zhang Ming and others.
"Old boy, did you enjoy the fight just now?" Huo Qilin said calmly as his indifferent eyes fell on the old man.
Just this look made the old man feel frightened. After using the secret method, the fire unicorn materialized the soul to a certain extent and at the same time, restrained its own aura.
"Who are you?" the old man said solemnly, and a long-lost breath came to his face. It was the breath of death.
"If you beat the younger one, the older one will have to regain his face, right?" He raised his right hand slightly, and the fire of the red bird emerged from Huo Qilin's hand, turning into a flaming sword.
Fire Qilin's Suzaku Fire was more terrifying than Ye Shaohan's Suzaku Fire, and the surrounding space was directly distorted.
Today, Huo Qilin has been disappointed with the Sword God Sect, especially the two Supreme Elders of the Sword God Sect.
Therefore, Huo Qilin looked at the old man with no color in his eyes.
"He is your disciple!" The old man took a step back and caught a glimpse of his unconscious right arm.
"You just fired the Five Swords, right!" Before he finished speaking, the figure of the Fire Qilin shot out, and the sky was filled with Suzaku fire.
An overwhelming battle unfolded in the void.
Looking at the old man's embarrassed figure in the void, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly.
Blood dripped down his fingertips. Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at the scattered clouds, with the setting sun emerging from the clouds. He murmured softly: "We have gathered enough momentum, then let's start harvesting!".
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan looked at the dozens of disciples around him and smiled faintly: "It was you who took action before. Now that you have taken action, you have decided to accept the consequences of the action!"
Ye Shaohan's soliloquy undoubtedly deeply hurt dozens of Sword God Peak disciples, and they all looked embarrassed.
Turning around and looking at Wuhen, Ye Shaohan smiled lightly and said calmly: "The fun begins now!"