Two streams of martial arts will surged out like a tide, trying to block Ye Shaohan's figure.
Stepping slowly, every time Ye Shaohan took a step, the distance between his figure and the two hell warriors was reduced by dozens of meters.
The two martial arts wills could not stop Ye Shaohan's pace, but instead aroused the overwhelming murderous intention in Ye Shaohan's body.
The mark of the Moon God was filled with a faint silver light, and a shadow of the silver moon emerged behind Ye Shaohan, with black and white energy flowing in his eyes.
The sky and the earth were in vain, and the void with a radius of several thousand feet was plunged into endless darkness without any light.
Until the shadow of the silver moon appeared, its cold moonlight flowed out, and the flying red leaves fell on it.
The moonlight tore apart the will of Shanquan and Yuxun. The moonlight was like water and enveloped the two Spirit Emperor realms and the four people Shanquan and Yuxun at the same time.
"Reincarnation of life and death!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, and a yin-yang fish emerged. As Ye Shaohan took another step, his silver moon shadow completely merged into the flowing yin-yang fish.
The figures of Shanquan, Ecstasy, and the two hell warriors all trembled, with blank expressions in their eyes. They had fallen into the endless cycle of reincarnation.
After thousands of reincarnations, who in the world can see through it. In this endless darkness, a glimmer of cold sword light flashed across the sky, bringing with it two beautiful streaks of blood.
The blood light suddenly appeared, and drops of blood-red liquid fell into the moonlight. The moonlight circulated, and Ye Shaohan's figure appeared in vain. At this moment, he was holding the Qilin Sword in his hand. A little fresh blood dripped from the tip of the Qilin Sword.
In front of the floating white clothes, two corpses that had gradually become cold were still showing blank expressions on their faces.
Between the corpses, two dim souls emerged, completely shrouded in the moonlight, and finally torn apart by the moonlight, leaving no trace, and their breath disappeared.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan looked through the moonlight and saw the figure of Shanquan and Ecstasy. He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Since his face had been torn to pieces, there was no need to worry.
Ye Shaohan has never had the habit of showing mercy to his enemies. The Qilin Sword was raised again, and Ye Shaohan took a step forward, his body blending into the flowing moonlight.
Shanquan and Ecstasy's eyes were slightly dazed, but the daze only lasted for a moment, and they gradually became clearer.
But a biting coldness came in vain, and the two people's eyes were blank again. At the same time, a bright sword light continued to enlarge in the pupils of the two people. Just when the sword light was about to drown the two of them, a cold flash came from them.
The shouts rang in their ears in vain: "Back off!"
This cold shout immediately brought the two of them back to reality from the sinking of thousands of reincarnations. The two of them trembled and retreated blankly, looking at the magnified sword light and the overly young face with slight horror.
Retreat! The two of them did not try to resist this bright sword light, but retreated hastily.
Biting murderous intent permeated the air, locking Shanquan and Jiuxun tightly like shackles.
"Damn it!" Shanquan cursed in a low voice, and the moonlight flowing from it also blocked his figure. Now, he could only watch the bright sword light approaching.
"Back away!" The cold shouts rang in the ears of Shanquan and Jihun again, and at the same time, a shadow passed by the two of them, and the same bright sword light came out of the air to meet them.
The two dazzling sword lights tore apart the endless darkness, also tore up the water-like moonlight, and finally collided together.
Its crisp explosive sound suddenly appeared, the void shook, and its two figures retreated one after another.
The autumn sun began to fall again, and the darkness receded. Ye Shaohan stood in the void with flying red leaves holding a sword, while Shanquan and Juhun stood a hundred meters away with horrified faces. In front of them was the Lonely Emperor.
A damp feeling spread in the palm of his hand. The Lonely Emperor lowered his head and looked at the hilt of the sword. A little blood had spread out: "It's stronger than imagined!"
With just this sword strike, Lonely Emperor already knew that his strength was not as good as Ye Shaohan's: "Perhaps his strength can already be compared to Level 2 Ling Emperor!"
Ye Shaohan looked at the three people a hundred meters away with a calm expression, feeling a little regretful. If the Lonely Emperor didn't take action, Shanquan and Juhun would definitely perish.
This regretful look even made Shanquan and Juhun shudder, this evil star!
"Emperor, this is a misunderstanding!" The Lonely Emperor said helplessly as he really didn't want to be Ye Shaohan's enemy.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan shook his head and smiled slightly: "They have already expressed murderous intent. Whether it is a misunderstanding or not, it is no longer necessary!"
Behind, Yanchen, who was fighting, knocked back Young Master Su with a sword, turned around, and looked at the scene in the void, "What a strong strength!"
"Being able to drive back the Lonely Emperor with one sword, this kind of strength is definitely comparable to the peak of the Spiritual Emperor!" Yanchen smiled solemnly, stepped through the void, and his body turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sky: "But if it's me and the Lonely Emperor, we can definitely do it.
Completely suppress this guy!"
A shocking coercion emerged from behind, and its will was like a sharp blade, tearing apart the void.
Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly, turned around, and looked at the approaching figure calmly, with a sneer on his lips: "This person is the one who started all the troubles. If this person falls, the so-called alliance of the hell warriors will also collapse!
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Yan Chen's figure flashed and appeared directly above Ye Shaohan. One of his slender swords rotated in his hand, and biting cold air bubbled out from the tip of the sword, freezing the broken void around him.
Chill filled the air, and the sword light shot toward Ye Shaohan's heart with great ferocity.
Will filled the air, Yan Chen's sword had done his best, even if he couldn't seriously injure Ye Shaohan, he still had to make Ye Shaohan pay a price.
The bright sword light continued to magnify in Ye Shaohan's eyes. Ye Shaohan's expression remained extremely calm. He raised his sword finger, and its reincarnation flames came out in vain and circled around his fingertips.
Seeing that Ye Shaohan did not hide away, but stood on the spot, the smile on the corner of Yanchen's mouth became more and more serious: "Are you really so confident?"
Bang! At the moment when the sword light was about to touch Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaohan's sword finger fell lightly, and his sword finger landed on the tip of the sword with incomparable precision. The flames of reincarnation were rising, and the sword was filled with frost.
Melts instantly.
"Is there any rules for ice?" Ye Shaohan chuckled, ignoring the pervasive chill and frozen void around him.
Hiss! The reincarnation flames rose up in vain, measuring dozens of feet. In an instant, the surrounding void was covered by the reincarnation flames, and the chill immediately collapsed and dissipated in the flames.
A sword with all his strength was blocked by a finger. There was a hint of disbelief in Yanchen's eyes. He snorted coldly, and his own chill filled the air again: "This little bit of flame cannot erase my ice rules!"
The sword energy surged wildly, and a sword shadow condensed by the cold appeared, tearing apart the surrounding flames. Yan Chen grasped the long sword tightly, drew the sword, drew the sword, and struck out with all his strength for the second time.
The ice sword shadow came towards me, but Ye Shaohan's expression did not change at all.
The flames of reincarnation were like a bursting volcano, continuously emerging from the outside of the body, forming a huge palm shadow, and then in the next moment, its palm shadow was directly shot down, shattering the ice sword shadow, and also shot it down.
On top of the lasing sword light, the two collided, the cold air and flames swirled around, and a space vortex emerged, which was then frozen and extinguished again.
The sword trembled slightly, Yan Chen's figure stopped, and he raised the sword slightly, tearing the terrifying palm shadow into pieces. However, the power contained in it surged into Yan Chen's body along the sword body like a tide.
This power contained an extremely hot aura, which was running wildly through Yan Chen's body, tearing at its meridians.
Yan Chen's face flushed, and he immediately used the rich spiritual energy in his body to suppress this force. Even so, a bright red color still dripped from the corner of his mouth.
With overwhelming murderous intent in his eyes, Yanchen roared out: "Emperor Lonely, if you don't take action now, then when will you wait!"
The shouts echoed out, and Yan Chen desperately activated the spiritual energy in his body. The spiritual energy surged out like a tide, gathering on Yan Chen's right arm and sword, turning into a biting chill.
As more and more coldness condensed, his sword and Yan Chen's right arm suddenly condensed into a layer of crystal clear ice. The two were combined together without distinguishing each other. In the ice layer, his shadow became even more
It was flowing strangely, turning into ripples.
"Nine dragons break the sky!" His face was gloomy, the murderous intention of the smoke blended into the ice, and its nine phantoms gush out in vain in the crystal clear ice. They were the phantoms of the nine dragons, fused with the nine beasts of life and death.
The soul, combined with the rules of ice, evolved magical powers.
When the sword came out, the bright sword light tore through the surrounding flames of reincarnation, and nine dragon phantoms circled around the sword body and Yan Chen's right arm.
The broken void around it condensed into crystal clear ice, and even the churning flames of reincarnation were frozen.
At the same time, the Lonely Emperor behind him sighed slightly and stepped out. The hanging sword was raised again, like a poisonous snake, spreading out and shooting directly at Ye Shaohan's back: "I'm sorry, Nian Ye!"
Two peak martial arts wills from the first level of the Spirit Emperor came one behind the other, like two chains, respectively tying Ye Shaohan's body, pulling in the front and rear directions.
The martial arts will came like a tide, impacting Ye Shaohan's body. With Ye Shaohan's current physical strength, he could still withstand this level of impact, but the dull sound still echoed in Ye Shaohan's body.
Looking at the blazing sword light, Ye Shaohan sneered again: "The combined attack of two peak warriors from the first level of the Spirit Emperor is enough to use all their strength!"
"Kill!" A whisper sounded, and the shadow of his killing body appeared behind Ye Shaohan again. Immediately, Ye Shaohan took a step back, and the two figures overlapped. The most powerful moment¨
White hair danced wildly, and the figure of the killing body gradually overlapped with Ye Shaohan.
But at this moment, the world trembled in vain, and its terrifying momentum exploded on Ye Shaohan.
The skyrocketing aura was no less than that of a Level 2 Spirit Emperor, and Ye Shaohan's dark eyes were filled with endless indifference and ruthlessness.