Xin Yuze has absolute confidence in the power of his sword.
Even the ancestor of the God Transformation in the sect once commented that his sword was the pinnacle sword under the God Transformation. Even opponents in the same realm as him would not be able to face his sword.
It cannot be blocked without injury.
"Fellow Daoist Xin struck too hard this time. This sword was enough to injure Su Yun."
"With a few more swords, I can kill people on the spot."
Wu Mingsheng and the others were secretly shocked.
The speculations they made about a hundred moves, fifty moves, etc. now seem like a joke.
If Xin Yuze had maintained this terrifying attack, he might be able to kill Su Yun Zhen with three or five sword blows.
But when Xin Yuze's sword was about to hit Su Yun.
boom!
A huge momentum suddenly burst out from Su Yun.
This momentum contains terrifying pressure fluctuations that shake everyone's Nascent Soul.
"What! This, this is..."
Wu Mingsheng's face changed wildly and he screamed in disbelief.
"Impossible! It actually directly suppressed my Yuanying! My Yuanying has been condensed to the peak of perfection. Unless there is a huge gap in the quality of Yuanying, how can it suppress my Yuanying!" Zhou Qianhe also had a face full of horror.
color.
The one who had the biggest reaction was Chu Rongran.
"This is absolutely not true! How could the suppression of the lower level Nascent Soul by a higher level happen to me? What I achieved was the Holy Infant!" Chu Rongran was screaming hysterically in her heart.
She knew very well that this suppression of her Nascent Soul was not a suppression of her cultivation, but a natural intimidation caused by the large gap between her Nascent Soul's quality and personality.
But what she condensed was the Holy Infant!
The one who can suppress her must at least be a middle-grade Holy Infant.
For a moment, their eyes were fixed on Su Yun!
At this time, Su Yun stood in front of the thirty-three steps, standing in the air, his clothes fluttering, facing Xin Yuze's peak sword strike with all his strength, he didn't even look at it, and just flicked it out with his finger.
boom!
There was a sound like a peerless sword breaking and shattering.
Xin Yuze's terrifying sword power that enveloped the whole place and oppressed everyone was shattered and dissipated at the flick of a finger.
The two fingers he used as sword fingers exploded into blood mist.
The majestic and vast vitality condensed at the fingertips instantly dissipated freely.
"ah!!"
Xin Yuze screamed and was hit by the energy of the explosion, causing him to vomit blood on the spot.
"Impossible! How could my most powerful sword..." Xin Yuze, with his hair disheveled and covering his bloody palm, seemed to be unable to recover for a while.
He instinctively struggled to get up.
However, the next moment, a huge pressure gathered on him, making him feel that it was extremely difficult to mobilize his Nascent Soul.
Xin Yuze raised his head suddenly and saw Su Yun standing proudly in front of him.
On top of Su Yun's head, a pale golden Nascent Soul slowly rose from his body.