"My right hand kills all living things in the world, which means death!" Ye Shaohan whispered, tearing up the void with his right hand, holding the Qilin Sword in vain.
"You can't suppress my sword intention!" Ye Shaohan said calmly. With a sword in hand, the world can be gone. With a sword in hand, I am this sky. With a sword in hand, I am this earth. The sky cannot cover it.
Keep my sword intention, this land cannot bury my sword intention.
"What I pursue in the way of swordsmanship is life and death in the world. I forget about the sword, forget about me, forget about life, and forget about death!"
"Control killing, control reincarnation. Your will cannot suppress reincarnation, it cannot be suppressed!" The black and white energy flowed in Ye Shaohan's eyes in vain, and endless death energy filled his right hand.
"If you suppress it, you will have to bear it!" Under this terrifying will, the Qilin Sword stopped vibrating, and instead erupted into a sword roar that soared into the sky.
The sound of the sword's roar turned into a real sound sword, flowing out, piercing the void within a radius of dozens of miles, and the space was turbulent.
As Ye Shaohan held the Qilin Sword, the sword energy surged, and the void roared in vain. Crazy sword intent rose into the sky, shaking the earth and the earth, and a brilliant sword light emerged again.
The sky cannot cover up the light of this sword light, and the earth cannot bury this sword light, let alone the non-existent will.
Everyone who was sighing just now was immediately shocked. They looked at the extremely bright sword light. Is that the ultimate sword intention?
"One sword can conquer the city, the sword that can destroy the whole world!" This sword was domineering. At least, Ye Shaohan's sword shook Bu Cun's will, tore apart the space, and appeared in front of Bu Cun in vain.
Looking at the bright sword light in front of him, Wu Cun suddenly paused and took a breath, with disbelief in his eyes. He did not expect that someone could shake the spirit emperor's will just by relying on the sword.
Undoubtedly, after experiencing four generations of dreams, Ye Shaohan's sword intent became more and more terrifying. This was a silent transformation.
"But the will of the sword is the will of the sword after all. If 70% of your martial arts will can't suppress your sword, then I will suppress it with 100% of my will!" Bu Cun also roared.
With a sword raised, a more terrifying will emerged than before. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward and swung the sword down with a simple stroke. This sword contained 100% of his martial arts will!
"Suppress me with my will!" The voice that disappeared once again turned into the sound of heaven and earth, lingering in the sky.
A mighty force suddenly surged out from all around, gathering on Ye Shaohan, and Ye Shaohan's figure was startled.
"It's martial arts will again!" Ye Shaohan murmured. Back then, he was defeated by the Holy Son's finger, but today, does he really have no power to resist?
Two extremely bright sword lights met in vain in the void, like two falling stars, bursting out with dazzling light in just an instant.
Bang! The roar echoed in the void, and the sword integrated with the will of martial arts suppressed even the broken void.
An unprecedented strength exploded. This martial arts will not only suppressed Ye Shaohan's sword intention, but also suppressed Ye Shaohan's body.
Bang bang! The force exploded one after another, and the space surged turbulently, falling on the Qilin Sword.
The force exploded, spreading along the sword body and throughout Ye Shaohan's body. With this recoil force, Ye Shaohan retreated several steps backwards.
Every time he took a step back, the roar resounded loudly, and wherever Ye Shaohan stepped, the void shattered in vain.
As he walked away, every time Ye Shaohan took a step back, his figure would retreat tens of meters. It was not until he took the ninth step that Ye Shaohan stopped.
After stopping his body, Ye Shaohan's arms felt numb, and his Qilin Sword was still shaking slightly.
If it weren't for Ye Shaohan's physical strength, then this strength would have been enough to severely injure Ye Shaohan. Therefore, Ye Shaohan became increasingly aware of the advantages of physical strength.
Everyone looked at this scene and sighed helplessly. Even though Ye Shaohan tried his best, he could only shake his non-existent martial arts will.
"The gap between the Spirit Emperor realm and the Spirit Master realm is incomparable!" A first-rate sect elder sighed.
"The master of the Sword God Sect is able to shake the martial arts will of others with his own sword power. This alone is enough to make us admire him!"
"It's a pity that he will fail in the end, won't he?" Another elder sighed helplessly.
At the highest sect level, the Holy Son leaned back on the stone chair with a sneer on his lips: "Three days ago and three days later, this is the only change!"
Having said this, the Holy Son raised his head and glanced at the proud warrior, God of War, and pondered: "Why should this ice cube remind that boy Fifth Generation? Could it be that this ice cube is also interested in Fifth Generation!"
Although the pride had his eyes closed, he could detect the gaze of the Holy Son, so he opened his eyes in vain and glanced down lightly, without saying anything.
However, a trace of inexplicable disappointment flashed in the pride's eyes. The time was still too short, only three days.
"Junior sister Shaolan, now you know! The gap between the Spirit Emperor realm and the Spirit Master realm is irreparable!" Qin Wuyang, standing next to Ye Shaolan, whispered.
Hearing this, Ye Shaolan frowned slightly but did not say anything.
"He must be able to do it, because his eyes have told me!" Beiqi bit her lip tightly, Ye Shaolan's eyes still fell on Ye Shaohan.
Seeing this, Qin Wuyang shook his head slightly, "Junior Sister Shaolan, it seems that you have not given up!" After saying this, Qin Wuyang said no more.
Ye Shaohan knew very well that with his current level of cultivation, it would be extremely difficult to defeat the person in front of him.
In front of the will of martial arts, rules and sword will seem so powerless.
But now, all Ye Shaohan can do is shake the martial arts will in front of him.
At the same time, under the suppression of this martial arts will, the spiritual energy in Ye Shaohan's body circulated slowly and in vain.
"Martial arts will!" Ye Shaohan murmured, with a calm expression! Not only does the martial arts will not exist, Ye Shaohan also has it!
At the moment when the terrifying martial arts will came, Ye Shaohan took a step forward. With this step, the void shattered, and endless sword energy suddenly emerged from under his feet.
And these sword energies turned into surging clouds in the sky, floating around Ye Shaohan.
Looking up from a distance, Ye Shaohan seemed to be standing in the clouds and mist, so hazy that his figure could not be clearly seen.
The Qilin Sword broke away from Ye Shaohan's control in vain and floated beside Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan held it up with his right hand, and endless death energy circled in the palm of his hand.
Killing intent permeated the air, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard. To the right of Ye Shaohan, it seemed like a hell on earth, with constant wailing.
Even the warriors watching on the platform could smell the overwhelming smell of blood, which was heart-stopping.
The first-class sect leaders who had previously closed their eyes opened their eyes one after another and looked at Ye Shaohan with solemn expressions. Their eyes were like lightning, staring at Ye Shaohan's right hand.
"Death!" The prince whispered, his eyes narrowed slightly, "The result of this game has come out!"
"Already know the outcome?" Luo Rui looked at the scene in the void with the same expression, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. The situation in front of him was completely heading towards Bu Cun.
"Well! A battle with a decided outcome, worthy of the fifth generation!" The prince chuckled, without saying anything. There was a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: "That guy, the Holy Son, is ridiculous!"
The air of death filled the air, and howls filled the land. Ye Shaohan slowly raised his left hand again, the white air flowing in vain on his fingertips, and endless vitality filled his hand.
"The left hand controls rebirth, the right hand controls death!" The black and white aura spread out and blended into the surrounding clouds, and Ye Shaohan's figure became increasingly hazy.
At the same time, the sky and the earth dimmed in vain. Although the morning sun slowly rose in the sky, the morning sun lost its previous light and heat at this moment.
The world fell into endless darkness in vain, leaving only the rolling clouds and mist.
In this dark night, the warriors around the platform were all shrouded in darkness, and they all looked at the rolling clouds with horrified expressions.
"My right hand slaughters all living things in the world, just to die!" Ye Shaohan's voice floated out in the clouds and mist, disappearing and appearing.
And at this moment, all the warriors shrouded in darkness were suddenly shocked, and an inexplicable pressure spread deep in their souls.
At the same time, a picture emerged in the depths of Ye Shaohan's mind. In the extremely dark void, a silver moon slowly rose among the clouds, and its cold moonlight dispelled the surrounding darkness.
As the picture emerged in his mind, the picture was deeply imprinted in the depths of Ye Shaohan's mind, integrated into his soul, and remained there for a long time.
A wave of fluctuation appeared between his eyebrows, and his originally dim Moon God mark began to be filled with a faint silver light, just like the cold moonlight.
At this moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered crazily towards Ye Shaohan. The warriors around the platform were shocked to find that the spiritual energy in their bodies was somewhat uncontrollable and gushed out of their bodies.
His spiritual energy suddenly dissipated, turning into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and rushing towards Ye Shaohan. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth formed a vortex in vain. The vortex spread in the clouds and mist, and a bit of bright silver light spread in the clouds and mist.
In an instant, this bright silver light continued to amplify, and finally formed a moon shadow. The incomplete silver moon, like a scimitar, straddled the clouds and mist.
As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, the silver moon slowly rose. Just like the picture that had been formed in Ye Shaohan's mind before, the cold moonlight flowed out like water, dispersing the surrounding darkness.
The clouds and mist formed by the sword energy were billowing, and Ye Shaohan's figure appeared and disappeared under the moonlight. The cold moonlight fell on the mark of the Moon God between his eyebrows.
When the silver moon appeared behind Ye Shaohan, the Moon God mark on Ye Shaohan's eyebrows emitted a brilliant light, and an aura of vicissitudes of life filled the air.
Although the moonlight is cold, it is also extremely beautiful. When everyone's eyes touch the silver moon, their minds can't help but sink into it.
Even Wu Cun's martial arts will showed some fluctuations, and Wu Cun looked at the silver moon with a solemn expression.
As soon as the silver moon appeared, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped the world.