Everyone looked at Ye Shaohan with unprecedented horror and shock in their eyes, even the elders and sect masters of the first-class sects, and the elders of the three major halls.
Using magical powers to turn a Spirit Emperor warrior into a madman is something that has never happened before.
Under the Ling Emperor, all are ants. Is this correct? At this time, people who had previously concluded that Ye Shaohan would lose began to question this statement.
The Holy Son stood on the sect steps, his eyes like lightning, staring straight at the figure in the void. The smile in his eyes had dissipated at some point.
For the first time, the Holy Son felt a little afraid of Ye Shaohan. Facing the water-like moonlight, he also felt palpitations. Is this the fourth-generation magical power?
The disciples of Shenjian Villa finally reacted, their sword light leaped into the sky, and they all chased in the direction Bu Cun left.
The old man who was the sect leader sighed slightly, looked at the direction Bu Cun was leaving with a deep look, and said slowly: "Excalibur Villa challenged the Sword God Sect, the challenge of Excalibur Villa failed!"
This sound was like the sound of heaven and earth hovering in the sky, breaking the silence of the scene.
It wasn't until this voice sounded that everyone realized that the advancement of Shenjian Villa had failed, and that a strong man at the Spirit Emperor level had been defeated by a young man at the Spirit Lord level.
For a moment, most people looked at Ye Shaohan with awe in their eyes.
Witnessing the cycle of life and death with his own eyes, Xuan Wuye sighed in a low voice, his eyes falling on the back of the white-clothed Shengxue. He became increasingly unable to see through the inscrutableness of this young fifth generation.
The same is true for Murong Yu and Huang Pu. Although they had tried their best to overestimate Ye Shaohan before, it seems that they still underestimated Ye Shaohan's strength and his mystery.
"Three days ago, this magical power was definitely not like this, and three days later, it has changed like this. What on earth has he experienced in these three days!" the Holy Son whispered, with a rare solemn look in his eyes.
The prince chuckled, his smile still so evil, "Very interesting!" After saying this, the prince raised his head and looked at the Son, "This way, he will have less energy to focus on the Son of God!"
Ye Shaolan looked at Ye Shaohan's figure, with a look of shock in her beautiful eyes. Although she had previously believed that Ye Shaohan would win, she never thought that Ye Shaohan would be so strong, but she could not help but smile.
meaning.
This is him. No matter when, no one can understand him, he is him, the legend of the Ye family.
Ye Shaolan glanced at Qin Wuyang, who had a dull expression next to him, and just smiled lightly without saying anything.
It's just that this smile makes Qin Wuyang a little bitter. That person has always been so unexpected. Zongbi was like this three days ago, and he is like this today.
Become famous in one battle! Perhaps after today, people on the Martial God Continent will once again remember the name Sword God Sect that has been submerged by time.
I will also remember the leader of the Sword God Sect called the Fifth Moon God, Ye Shaohan!
Ye Shaohan, who had accomplished this feat, had his eyes slightly closed as snowflakes fell, dyeing his long hair white...
Looking at that tall and upright figure, Qing Jue was also shaken, and her eyes became firmer.
This is the fifth generation! The fifth generation they firmly believe will be able to defeat the spiritual master realm warriors with the fake spiritual master realm in the future and break the irreparable gap.
Today, he also defeated the Spirit Emperor realm warrior at the Spirit Master realm, breaking everyone's previous perceptions.
The five people in Wuling smiled and said nothing, holding the swords in their hands tightly. As long as the sect master is here, the rise of the Sword God Sect is just around the corner.
In the void, Ye Shaohan half-closed his eyes, and his Qilin Sword slowly fell into his hand.
Because Ye Shaohan has not left, those sects have not dispersed either. This is a silent respect, respect for the strong.
Undoubtedly, Ye Shaohan's actions today have attracted the attention of those old monsters in the Spiritual Emperor Realm. Those people no longer look at Ye Shaohan to admire his juniors, but regard him as their peers.
After a while, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes. He was reminiscing about the magical power he just had.
However, Ye Shaohan did not leave. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the old man above, with inexplicable madness in his eyes.
This trace of madness made the old man feel a little frightened, and he thought to himself: "Is this kid thinking?"
Next, Ye Shaohan's words confirmed the old man's thoughts more and more: "Ye Shaohan, the leader of the Sword God Sect, wants to challenge all the second-rate sects!"
Boom! Ye Shaohan's voice resounded in the sky, and the heaven and the earth roared together, hovering over Fengzong Island like the sound of heaven and earth.
Fengzong Island, which was originally relatively calm, boiled up again. Those sect leaders who were still recalling the previous battle raised their heads and looked at Ye Shaohan with astonishment on their faces.
There is bitterness after missing out, especially for those second-rate sect leaders, who looked at Ye Shaohan with bitterness in their eyes.
The Excalibur Villa was able to defeat all the second-rate sect leaders present, and Ye Shaohan defeated the owner of the Excalibur Villa. This indirectly shows that Ye Shaohan has the strength to defeat all the second-rate sect leaders.
Especially the previous weird magical power left a huge shadow in everyone's mind. These second-rate sect leaders don't want to end up like crazy people like Nian Cun.
The three palace masters looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. This young fifth generation really didn't play according to common sense.
Even the prince's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, and then he shook his head and chuckled: "I don't understand!"
"But just because of the existence of such chess pieces, sometimes the entire chess game can be overturned, Fifth Generation!" the prince whispered.
Hearing this, Luo Rui looked at Ye Shaohan thoughtfully. Compared with the young fifth generation he had seen a few months ago, his strength was even more unpredictable.
Thousands of feet of rays of light penetrated through the thin clouds and fell on Fengzong Island.
In the sunshine, the falling snowflakes were dyed yellow and fell on Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan held his sword, turned around, and his eyes fell on the distant second-rate sect.
There was no wave in his deep eyes, just like a pool of stagnant water! It was this plain gaze that brought inexplicable pressure to those second-rate sects.
This coercion was more profound than the previous coercion of martial arts will, and the surroundings fell silent.
"Control the rules of the wind, but only evolve half of the magical power!"
"Only through actual combat can the half-style magical power be further perfected and finally evolve into the real wind attribute magical power!"
"Instead of looking for opponents everywhere, it is better to find free opponents here!" Ye Shaohan thought to himself, even if he killed those people, they would not have thought that the reason why Ye Shaohan challenged the second-rate sect was just for this reason.
"This kid's crazy personality is revealed again!" Fire Qilin whispered in the Qilin necklace.
Only Huo Qilin understood that this boy was afraid of trouble. If Zongbi ended, he would have to come to him one by one to challenge him. It would not be as convenient as it is now.
"But it is precisely because of his crazy personality that he has achieved what he has today!" Huo Qilin sighed slightly. It had to be said that Ye Shaohan's achievements now also amazed Huo Qilin.
"Ye Shaohan, the leader of the Sword God Sect, wants to challenge you all, but I don't know who will fight!" Ye Shaohan, holding the sword, said calmly.
But at this moment, a cold shout resounded from where the Sword God Sect was: "Jianxue of the Wan Yu Sword Sect!"
Also dressed in white, Shengxue, with Jianxue stepping in the air, looked indifferent, and his deep eyes were filled with fighting intent.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan looked at Jian Xue who was approaching, with a rare smile on his lips.
Looking at Ye Shaohan holding the sword, Jian Xue also had a smile on her lips, "I know that the gap between you and me will become bigger and bigger in the future, so I must fight today, at least I will still have the will to fight!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan nodded slightly and said calmly: "It's just that your sword has not been brought with you, and it is still left in the Wan Yu Sword Sect!"
The sword Ye Shaohan was referring to was Jian Xue's iron sword covered with sword marks. Hearing this, Jian Xue shook her head, "My heart is like a sword!"
"My heart is like a sword!" Ye Shaohan said softly. In Jian Xue, he not only felt the shocking fighting spirit, but also the shocking sword intent.
"This is my senior brother, and he can represent my Wan Yu Sword Sect in the battle!" Looking at the two white-clothed Sheng Xue figures in the void, Jian Yu stood up and explained to the old man above.
Hearing this, the old man said calmly: "As long as you are a member of the Wan Yu Sword Sect, you can fight on behalf of the Wan Yu Sword Sect. You don't need to explain this to me!"
Hearing this, Jian Yu stepped back, his eyes like lightning, staring straight into the void. The scene of the battle between Ye Shaohan and Jian Xue could not help but appear in his mind.
"His growth rate is not only beyond my expectations, but also beyond senior brother's expectations!" Jian Yu whispered: "No matter how this battle goes, senior brother will not have any regrets!"
The Qilin Sword slipped from Ye Shaohan's hand and was suspended in mid-air. Ye Shaohan was also using his bare hands.
Seeing this, Jianxue whispered: "You don't hold a sword?"
"My sword will not be stained by the blood of my friends!" Ye Shaohan said calmly. Hearing this, Jian Xue smiled faintly, and terrifying power surged from all over his body.
Spirit Master Level 3! In an instant, two air swords appeared in their hands. In the midst of the lightning and flint, the two men rushed forward, raised their swords, and drew their swords.
Bang bang! Endless sword energy suddenly emerged, and the two air swords fell together and dissipated one after another.
The sword energy surged, and the sword energy suddenly condensed into pieces of sword leaves. With just a blink of an eye, the void was filled with pieces of sword leaves.
All this was completed in just an instant, and the sword fingers in Jian Xue's hand were pulling the sword leaves all over the sky.
"World of Swords!" Jian Xue sat among the sword leaves and looked at Ye Shaohan in the distance with an indifferent expression. This is his magical power, a magical power evolved from the rules of virtual space!
The world within dozens of miles has become the world of swords, and Jianxue is the master of this world.
"Xiao Huo mentioned it at the beginning that Jian Ye is stronger than Qing Jue. What he comprehended is the virtual rules, and the evolution of magical powers is extremely weird!" Ye Shaohan whispered, and the wind blew, Ye Shaohan took a step forward and transformed into thousands of spirits.
Afterimage.
"Half-style magical power?" Jian Xue frowned slightly, pointed his right hand together as a sword, and pointed it forward. With just one finger, the dense sword leaves turned into a stream of light and shot towards Ye Shaohan.
Under the endless sword leaves, Jian Xue did not need to care about which one was the afterimage and which one was Ye Shaohan's true body.
Each sword leaf contains Jianxue's understanding of a sword move, and these densely packed sword leaves mean countless sword moves.
In this way, Ye Shaohan can represent thousands of sword styles with just one finger, including extremely terrifying sword skills and extremely simple basic sword styles.