"The survival of the Royal Academy has nothing to do with me!"
As the rainbow streaked across the sky, Xiao Ziyun's voice became louder and louder: "I, Xiao Ziyun, only focus on what I think should be done!"
Seeing this, the guardian sighed, raised his hand, the sword flew, and the sword energy surged out like a tide. In an instant, the sword energy flowed between Xiao Ziyun and Nian Samsara like the Milky Way in the starry sky.
However, Xiao Ziyun's figure is still like a rainbow, he raises his sword and draws it out!
This sword light was left in vain between heaven and earth. When Xiao Ziyun swung the sword, a terrifying sword intent burst out. This was Xiao Ziyun's sword intent.
At the same time, on the Luoxia Peak, the third of the four Moon Goddess statues violently vibrated with terrifying sword intent that erupted on the stone statue. This sword intent echoed with Xiao Ziyun's sword intent.
And all the swords on the Sword God Peak shook.
Vaguely, the sword tips turned towards Xiao Ziyun one after another, and the ten thousand swords returned to the clan!
Ten thousand swords seemed to surrender to that figure in the void. That sword was just as Xiao Ziyun said, proud of the world.
Standing above the nine heavens, Xiao Ziyun's sharp energy revolved around the Proud Sword. With just one sword, Xiao Ziyun easily broke through the galaxy of sword energy in front of him.
It was unstoppable. At this moment, looking at the rainbow, everyone no longer felt like moths flying into the flame before.
The sword intent permeated Xiao Ziyun's mind. This sword intent was unexpectedly strong. His body stopped in vain, and Xiao Ziyun stabbed out a sword at will. This sword contained terrifying sword intent.
The bodies were shaken, and a trace of solemnity appeared on the faces of the people who thought about reincarnation, holding swords.
When faced with Xiao Ziyun's sword, the four people who read the reincarnation actually joined forces again and surrounded Xiao Ziyun with crazy attacks.
However, Xiao Ziyun always dealt with these offensives lightly.
At this moment, everyone felt like they were deceived by the fat man in front of them. Is this fat man really that strong?
Huo Qilin and Ye Shaohan both looked at Xiao Ziyun thoughtfully. They were very familiar with this sword intent.
"How is this breath possible?" Huo Qilin secretly said: "Three generations!"
Now that those who think about reincarnation are involved in Xiao Ziyun, there is no doubt that this is the time to leave.
"I became the weakest!" Ye Shaohan chuckled, turned around and left without any hesitation.
Whoosh! A sword energy shot past Ye Shaohan. When he raised his head, Ye Shaohan happened to hear Wuhen's sneer: "Why do you want to escape?"
Wuhen put one hand on his back, stepped in the air and slowly approached Ye Shaohan, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.
Catching Ye Shaohan's gaze, Wuhen smiled sinisterly, holding a sword in one hand, his eyes full of coldness, looking at the pale Ye Shaohan indifferently, and sneered: "The real moment of victory has arrived, Ye Shaohan, the grudge between me is also
The time is over, let the world see who is the number one sword god!"
After several moments of rest, at this moment, the spiritual energy in Wuhen's body was surging, and the spiritual energy surged out of Wuhen's body like a tide. An extremely powerful aura burst out from Wuhen's body, and the broken robes made a sound, tyrannical and domineering.
The majestic aura swept around like a whirlwind, and the terrifying power weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone present.
Ye Shaohan looked at Wuhen with a solemn expression. Now the spiritual energy in his body was empty, leaving only the wind spiritual energy.
Ye Shaohan's face also began to change. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's true face appeared in everyone's eyes.
Although they knew that the previous appearance was not Ye Shaohan's true appearance, everyone was still amazed when they saw Ye Shaohan's true appearance now.
Feeling the auras of Wuhen and Ye Shaohan, the expressions of Ye Shaolan and Xiao Luoxue changed.
Ye Shaolan's face darkened, her feet touched the ground, and she jumped into the air, but a force pulled her figure back again.
Ye Shaolan turned around and looked, and it was Liu Yuyan.
Liu Yuyan waved her hands and pulled Ye Shaolan's figure back to the original place again, explaining: "Shaolan, going will become a burden!"
Ye Shaolan's expression darkened, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes, and he said to Liu Yuyan: "Peak Master, if I don't go, maybe I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
Aware of the situation below, Ye Shaohan lowered his eyes slightly and shook his head slightly.
Seeing this, Ye Shaolan sighed slightly, gave up struggling, and just looked at Ye Shaohan worriedly.
Wuhen couldn't help but snorted coldly and said mockingly: "Ye Shaohan, before he died, he still had the heart to comfort people. On this point, I have to admire his calmness!"
With an indifferent smile, he gently held the Qilin Sword, and slowly moved the tip of the sword with his left hand. Ye Shaohan mocked: "Wuhen, you know the gap is still a gap. To a certain extent, I am not worthy of using the sword, even though I have exhausted my spiritual energy now."
, what can you do to me!"
The sound was like thunder, causing Wuhen's eardrums to ache. His face changed, and he stretched out his left hand behind his back, gripping the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands. A wild and domineering aura suddenly erupted from his whole body.
A stream of black mist slowly circulated outside Wuhen's body, and the sword energy also slowly surrounded Wuhen, and then the sword energy formed into pieces like pestle leaves.
The surrounding air was shattered by the sword energy, and a hurricane appeared out of thin air, shrouding Ye Shaohan in it. His face changed, and Ye Shaohan looked at Wuhen in horror.
Streams of black energy emitted from the hurricane, only restraining Ye Shaohan's body, and the spiritual energy flowing in his body also stopped flowing.
With a cold smile, he waved his traceless long sword, and the surrounding sword leaves turned into a rainbow and merged into the hurricane, which made a low sword roar.
Ye Shaohan was shocked to find that the black energy was actually condensed with black threads. The spiritual energy in his body was flowing crazily, and billowing sword energy was coming towards his face.
Wuhen looked up to the sky proudly and roared, shouting: "Ye Shaohan, let's see how you take this move! Accept your fate!"
With a shake of his body, Ye Shaohan opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood. He looked at Wuhen sharply with a determined expression on his face. A trace of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth and he said indifferently: "Is it still far behind?"
A cluster of Suzaku Fire slowly jumped out of Ye Shaohan's fingertips. Ye Shaohan's palms flew. The Suzaku Fire left a strange red light in the void, and then the cluster of Suzaku Fire was strangely swallowed up by the hurricane.
Wuhen, whose face was full of gloom, couldn't help but pause, and was shocked to find that an extremely hot temperature was slowly rising in the hurricane.
Hundreds of sword leaves turned into ashes under the strange red light, and the originally colorless hurricane was also dyed red. As Ye Shaohan's soul power surged out like a tide, a terrifying majesty followed.
Ye Shaohan's figure was slowly lifted up by the hurricane, with the extremely red hurricane at his feet. His long black hair was blowing in the wind, and his blood-stained clothes made a sound. He looked indifferently at Wuhen, who had a solemn face, and smiled mockingly, saying:
"The first time, I was defeated in the sword debate among the five peaks. The second time, I asked the masters of each peak and two Lingzong realm warriors to consume my spiritual energy, but I still lost. And the third time, oh, Wuhen will still do it.
Defeat! Oh, Wuhen has been defeated many times, it will kill people, it will really kill people!"
Holding the sword in one hand, he slowly raised his left hand. Around him, a large amount of air flow quickly gathered towards Ye Shaohan, forming countless colorful lights around him, like clouds, flying with him. Ye Shaohan felt unusually calm and peaceful at this moment.
Looking down at Wuhen.
However, people with sharp eyes discovered the sword energy flashing through the light!
Its red bird fire rotated around, protecting Ye Shaohan's body within it!
"Oh, if you lose many times, you will die, Wuhen!" That tone was cold and cruel, without any emotion, like gods, overlooking all living beings.
The whole place fell into a deathly silence. At this moment, Mou Zhong, the disciple of Moon God, felt a little palpitation for some reason. He looked at the two people in the sky in horror. Those two demon-like figures were deeply engraved in everyone's memory.
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"Have you ever heard of killing souls?" The weak spiritual energy slowly surged out of Ye Shaohan's fingertips. Using his fingers as a sword, his index finger stood tightly, without any stiffness. The situation was natural.
"Back then, when I was only in the Spirit Emperor Realm, I used Soul Killing to kill a Spirit Sect Realm warrior!" Ye Shaohan said calmly.
The Xun wind gradually gathering under the feet is like the power of heaven descending. The strong wind rolls up the Suzaku fire under the feet. Its icy air spreads out and gradually submerges Ye Shaohan's figure. The black hair on his head is caught in the silver hurricane.
Seems so unusual!
Three different kinds of spiritual energy were flowing in Ye Shaohan's fingertips, and his sword intent exploded at the same time.
Even the disciples of the Sword God Sect who had witnessed Ye Shaohan's soul-killing before were all showing shocked expressions at this moment. At this moment, it was as if the soul-killing was no longer just a soul-killing.
Ye Shaohan has always suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, just as Yue Jingxian said, Ye Shaohan will not involve the Ye family because of himself.
However, at this moment, Ye Shaohan looked away, his murderous intention no longer restrained, and the terrifying murderous intention completely exploded at this moment.
The murderous intention nurtured by tens of thousands of lives, this killing intention alone is enough to move people.
In just the blink of an eye, a sword shadow of tens of feet slowly formed above Ye Shaohan's head, and the surrounding vacuum spread tremblingly again.
This is not only the manifestation of sword intent, but also the manifestation of killing intent. The two are ingeniously combined.
Looking at Ye Shaohan with sharp eyes, a sneer flashed at the corner of Wuhen's mouth. Previously, he had seen Ye Shaohan use this finger to resist the attack of Feng Ying and Feng Ying.
In Wuhen's opinion, although this sword skill was extremely mysterious, it was ultimately not powerful enough. He shouted coldly, and his figure flashed like a ghost, instantly transforming into nine figures, and then the nine figures merged together again.
The sword energy like a silver moon came out of the sword, and a black mist surrounded it tightly, constantly absorbing the Wu energy floating in the air.
Immediately, the sword energy transformed into nine sword energy and approached Ye Shaohan, followed by Wuhen's cold shout: "Ye Shaohan, you are so vulnerable now!"
The sword pointed up and down, and its ten-foot-long sword shadow turned into a long rainbow and shot towards the nine sword energy, and an invisible space ripple slowly spread out.
In everyone's surprised eyes, the dozens of feet long sword shadow shattered like a broken mirror, and hurricanes swept around.