"Reason?" Wuhen raised the corner of his mouth, dropped the tea cup in his hand, held the long sword, and said lightly: "No matter what the reason is, in the end, the only one standing here is me, not you!"
The figure without a trace of words elongated in an instant, leaving countless afterimages in the high-speed flash, intertwining into a dense circle around Ye Shaohan, shrinking rapidly, the sword whistled like thunder in the sky, and the sword shadow fell like a downpour.
, gradually formed a sword that enveloped Ye Shaohan. A strange black mist flashed through the blue sword, and then the air spread around as if it was being greatly oppressed.
Compared to a few months ago, Wuhen's strength was even more terrifying, vaguely surpassing the level of the False Spirit Sect.
Wuhen's move undoubtedly attracted applause from the crowd, even though Yue Jingxian rarely sighed: "Hen'er, Lingzong has hope!"
With a calm expression, he looked at the sword that was rolling in from the sky. At that moment, Ye Shaohan felt a familiar aura, and his sharp eyes caught the flash of black mist in the traceless spiritual energy.
That trace of black mist? Ye Shaohan frowned. He was very familiar with that aura. It was the aura of the man in black.
At the moment when the sword was about to come, Ye Shaohan's figure turned into a rainbow and mysteriously disappeared from the place, and appeared silently three feet away. Looking at the surprised Wuhen, Ye Shaohan said lightly: "If the way of swordsmanship depends only on cultivation,
Because even a fool can become a master through hard training, and that's still called swordsmanship. If we fight again today, you are still no match for me, do you believe it?"
According to Ye Shaohan's understanding of Wuhen, this sentence was enough to make Wuhen angry. However, disappointingly, Wuhen still maintained his calmness.
"But I have grown up a lot and the verbal stimulation is useless!" Ye Shaohan said secretly, rarely looking squarely at the opponent in front of him.
"Aren't you provoking me just to seize the Sword God's Jade in my hand? The jade is here, let's see if you have the ability!" Wuhen said lightly, holding the Sword God's Jade in his left hand.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan glanced at the Sword God Pendant. He could feel the three jade pendants inside the Qilin vibrating more violently.
Two completely different sword intents erupted from Wuhen's body. Wuhen's entire body spun upward, and then two sword auras of different colors swirled around him, forming two terrifying storms. In the azure blue sword aura,
With a little bit of black sword energy, it struck towards Ye Shaohan like a falling meteor. The two sword spirits were combined ingeniously, triggering the power of heaven and earth, and then an invisible sword shadow slowly emerged above the storm.
Nirvana Pill! I have to say that Wuhen’s talent is extremely good. It took only a few months to completely absorb this Nirvana Pill and comprehend the second sword intention.
With the long sword vertical and horizontal, Wuhen's body moved and suddenly turned into a black shadow. In just an instant, a sharp wind sound and oppressive aura appeared above Ye Shaohan. Indistinctly, Wuhen's figure at this moment
The aura actually contained a trace of the power of heaven and earth. Ye Shaohan's eyes narrowed. At this moment, the familiar aura on Wuhen's body became stronger and stronger, and then he sneered several times. It seemed that this boy was definitely related to that force.
It’s related.
With a wave of the traceless long sword, the invisible sword shadow swayed in the void like a poisonous snake, and then turned into a long rainbow and rushed towards Ye Shaohan. The sword energy of two different attributes surrounded it strangely, and there was a wave of power.
The pressure spreads around.
Ye Shaohan stepped forward with his toes into the void. His body was floating and flickering like fallen leaves in the strong wind. In an instant, he passed by the oncoming sword energy.
However, Ye Shaohan's robe was still torn by Qi Jin, and a striking sword mark emerged on Ye Shaohan's shoulder.
In the eyes of everyone, Ye Shaohan's figure was like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying. However, in the next moment, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared behind Wuhen like a ghost, passing in a straight line, leaving several afterimages of Ye Shaohan in the void, making it appear that
Totally weird.
Wuhen's face was full of shock, obviously shocked by Ye Shaohan's terrifying speed, and he hurriedly took a few steps forward.
However, Ye Shaohan's figure followed closely behind him like a ghost. With a wave of his long sword, several sword shadows wrapped around Wuhen's figure like poisonous snakes, and the sword almost scratched Wuhen's neck.
Cold sweat continued to drip down his cheeks. Wuhen slashed backward with his sword. Several sword energy extended from the tip of the sword and swept towards Ye Shaohan like a strong wind rolling leaves. With an ordinary look on his face, Ye Shaohan shook his head slowly and said calmly.
: "This level of attack is not enough!"
With a leap of both feet, it was as if he had jumped across space and appeared in front of Wuhen. Only at this moment did the horror of the second level of Transforming Wind Technique truly become apparent, and the Qilin Sword suddenly struck Wuhen in the air.
Ye Shaohan's sword drove him to move forward bravely, with persistent killing intent, and with the sword intention without regrets, as if a sword could break through the sky and the earth.
At this moment, Wuhen truly understood the horror of Ye Shaohan's movement. So far, both offensive and defensive actions have been restrained by Ye Shaohan.
Wuhen suddenly let out a long roar, and the billowing sword energy was contained in it. It was obviously a sonic sword skill, which contained extremely mysterious rules, and Ye Shaohan couldn't help but pause.
The sword intention turned into wings! Only in this way could Wuhen keep up with Ye Shaohan's speed.
A pair of blue wings slowly appeared behind Wuhen, and invisible waves lingered around Wuhen. Wuhen sneered, and his whole body instantly turned into a blue sword light.
A few meters away, he reached Wuhen in an instant, and the long sword in Wuhen's hand shot out ten feet of azure sword energy, and the extremely rich cold energy surged out at the same time.
The powerful Qi machine locked Ye Shaohan tightly, and then the terrifying pressure from the peak of the fake Lingzong realm followed closely. The surrounding spiritual energy was strangely aroused by the traceless Qi machine, and rushed towards Ye Shaohan crazily. On this shop floor
In front of the aura of heaven and earth, Ye Shaohan's figure at this moment seemed so thin. However, Ye Shaohan's expression was ordinary, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The Suzaku fire spread around Ye Shaohan. When the Suzaku fire came out, it burned everything in the world.
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Even the terrifying energy in the Dantian can be refined, not to mention the spiritual energy in front of you.
The Suzaku Jue circulates, and the Suzaku Fire takes the shape of a Suzaku, spreading its wings and flying high, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy around it.
At this moment, the color of the world changed, and the spiritual energy of the world turned into a whirlpool in mid-air, as if being pulled by a strange force, rushing towards Ye Shaohan crazily.
The white robe was dyed red with blood. His blood-red figure and long ink-like hair were deeply fixed in the eyes of the Sword God Sect disciples. They could never forget this scene. The scene when Ye Shaohan slaughtered the Lingzong realm warriors is now.
so.
At this moment, those who doubted Ye Shaohan's defeat could not help but look at Ye Shaohan's figure in shock.
Endless killing intent formed a storm around Ye Shaohan. His long black hair was blowing in the wind. Ye Shaohan took a step forward with an ordinary expression. He looked at the surprised Wuhen with calm eyes and said lightly:
"This level of attack is not enough!"
Looking at the sword energy shooting out with an indifferent expression, such an offensive only made Ye Shaohan slightly afraid.
Ye Shaohan pointed his fingers together as swords, and slashed away at the sword energy that was overwhelming the sky and the earth. At this moment, the surrounding world seemed to have changed, and the terrifying pressure around him turned into ashes under this finger.
, eventually turned into bubbles and disappeared.
However, Ye Shaohan's figure stepped forward and merged into a white stream of light in an instant. He moved forward several meters in an instant, pointed it as a sword, and pointed towards Wuhenhen again, Feng Shen pointed!
With one finger falling, everyone present immediately felt the pressure descending from the sky, and the sound of wind breaking in the sky suddenly rose and turned into roars.
With that loud rumbling sound, a huge wind emerged from the void and spread across the void in an endless stream.
The strong wind surrounded Ye Shaohan's fingertips, and its sound was extremely powerful.
Wuhen suddenly retreated, his eyes narrowed, staring at the bloody figure in the void. With his current cultivation level, he could clearly feel that Ye Shaohan was difficult to shake at this moment. He clenched the long sword and struck out with several swords.
, trying to stop Ye Shaohan's steps.
However, Ye Shaohan's figure silently passed through countless sword shadows like a ghost, and suddenly appeared in front of Wuhen. His indifferent expression was like the biting cold wind in winter. He couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart. Wuhen suddenly held the sword in his hand.
In terms of nature, retreat wildly backwards.
Ye Shaohan's fingertips came whistling and landed on the blade of the long sword in an instant, making a sound like the collision of metal and metal.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Wuhen's snow-white warrior robe instantly turned into fragments and scattered. Wuhen's figure retreated in embarrassment, followed closely by the blood stains Wuhen spat out.
However, what shocked Wuhen was that Ye Shaohan followed closely behind him at an almost ghostly speed and attacked again.
At this moment, Wuhen calmed down for a rare moment, and an extremely powerful aura erupted from his body again, and he slashed forward with dozens of swords crazily.
Immediately, a flash of sword light flashed a few meters in front of Wuhen, and the space in front instantly shattered, and countless spatial turbulences surged around.
The several-foot-long sword energy gradually merged together to form a dense sword that enveloped the oncoming Ye Shaohan, enveloping the void within hundreds of meters around Ye Shaohan.
The terrifying pressure made the Star Peak Master who was watching on the side take a few steps back. The three of them looked at Wuhen in surprise.
Two completely different sword intents merged together, but Ye Shaohan seemed to have ignored the overwhelming sword energy. The same shocking momentum emerged from Ye Shaohan, and the momentum continued to approach the fake spirit sect.
peak.
Let him be as unshakable as the sky, and always face him with one sword!
Ye Shaohan pointed his fingers together as a sword, and the sword energy flowed in his fingertips. He smiled faintly and suddenly fell down.
As soon as Ye Shaohan commanded, whether it was the shattering vacuum or the extremely powerful sword energy, they all collapsed in front of him without any reason.
Wuhen stepped back again, his eyes full of horror. Ye Shaohan's strength was beyond his expectation, and his figure flashed. At this moment, Wuhen finally chose to attack head-on, and appeared behind Wuhen holding the sword tightly in both hands.
A black shadow of a black dragon suddenly turned into a giant sword several feet tall. Rolling black fog suddenly gathered in the sky. The extremely cold black fog surrounded the giant sword, making it look eerie.