In the past, Ye Xiaochuan had many choices when fighting others.
You can shamelessly activate the afterimage group fight mode by relying on speed.
You can also use wind laws to entangle your opponent.
If you can't do it anymore, use the Nine Heaven-Slaying Styles created by Situ Feng and Su Qinglian.
In recent months, his understanding of the laws has advanced by leaps and bounds, especially after he obtained Xiao Feng, and entered the third level of wind laws.
After becoming Situ Feng, he was the first master in the world in six thousand years to realize this realm.
Once you reach this level, the flashy tricks you used to have are no longer very effective.
If a master in the realm of immortality activates the Eight Forms of Divine Sword, it will be like a cultivator in the out-of-body realm using the phantom sword form in the Eight Forms of Divine Sword. Not only is it useless, but it will also make people laugh.
Masters of this level fight for laws and mysterious and mysterious meanings.
The edgeless divine sword suddenly pointed forward, as if it was slowing down, and the restrained blade shot out a dark green sword light as thin as smoke.
It is Qiankun Yijian, one of the six great sword techniques of Shushan School.
Compared with ten years ago, this sword energy was several times smaller.
The power has also increased several times.
Xue Wuhen's old face sank, and while his body quickly retreated, he rolled up his right sleeve.
A wave of air rolled out.
He originally wanted to disperse Ye Xiaochuan's sword energy, but it backfired.
As thin as smoke and dust, the seemingly insignificant sword energy broke through the incoming air waves like a piece of wood.
Xue Wuhen's eyes narrowed, and he gave another palm blow with his backhand.
When the sword energy appeared six feet in front of him, the wind from his palm condensed into a two-foot palm print.
puff!
The sword light hit the palm print, making a sharp and tooth-piercing sound.
The sword energy instantly dissipated and turned into countless spiritual energy floating in the air.
As for the palm print where the blood is condensed without trace, a small hole has also been penetrated.
Suddenly a strong wind blew up, and a chilling air instantly filled the entire sky.
Ye Xiaochuan's figure disappeared into the strong wind.
The secret path of Xue Wuhen is not good.
He knew that Ye Xiaochuan did not disappear, but that his speed was too fast and had exceeded the limit of the naked eye.
As for the sudden strong wind, it was the turbulence stirred up by Ye Xiaochuan's body as it rapidly cut through the space.
Fortunately, Xue Wuhen's spiritual consciousness has been firmly locked on Ye Xiaochuan, otherwise he would definitely suffer a big loss.
"Demon Wings! Well done!"
Xue Wuhen roared angrily, and instantly shot a pair of fleshy palms hundreds of feet in all directions.
In the eyes of outsiders, or in the eyes of low-level cultivators, this old guy seemed to be having an epileptic fit, shooting randomly at the surrounding air.
Seniors with high cultivation level know that Xue Wuhen's palm techniques may seem chaotic, but in fact, every palm shot in the direction of Ye Xiaochuan's attack.
In other words, in less than two breaths, Ye Xiaochuan had launched hundreds of attacks against Xue Wuhen from all directions.
"So fast!"
The big guys on the ground were all stunned.
They suddenly felt that they seemed to have underestimated Ye Xiaochuan.
This boy's hair has turned white and he is no longer a yellow-haired boy.
Yun Qiyou stared at the sky. Like most experts, her consciousness was also locked on Ye Xiaochuan's body.
She had fought against Ye Xiaochuan before. Even if Ye Xiaochuan activated his demon wings, he couldn't be so fast.
Yun Qiyou didn't believe it. In just a few months, Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation reached several heavenly realms.
At this moment, Yun Qiyou had an idea in his mind.
Three lives and seven lifetimes of resentment, nine thousand nine hundred years of reincarnation, is it really fair?
Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level has exceeded imagination, and as the seventh-generation enemy, he and Nangong Ban's cultivation level are only in the realm of heaven and human, so there is a huge difference.
Ye Xiaochuan did not use his full strength. He had not yet fully adapted to his progress in the past few months and his fighting style with Xue Wuhen, so he still adopted more familiar and conservative tactics.
That is to engage in close combat with the enemy at extremely fast speeds.
If it were anyone else, the other party would have been unable to resist this type of play.
As one of the Three Mysteries of the Demon Sect, Xue Wuhen’s combat prowess is extraordinary.
If Xiaochi hadn't intercepted Hu at the beginning, Ye Xiaochuan would have selected Xue Wuhen as the vanguard in the first battle of Longmen Fighting.
Ye Xiaochuan stepped into the third level of the wind system, and had the speed bonus of the Demon Wings.
Wan Yan Wu Tears, who had once beaten him in terms of speed, had been left behind by him for a long time.
However, he could not defeat Xue Wuhen simply by relying on speed.
Xue Wuhen used a pair of fleshy palms to shoot out hundreds of palms in the blink of an eye, neutralizing all of Ye Xiaochuan's crazy attacks and still having enough energy to counterattack.
Thanks to Ye Xiaochuan's speed, he was able to avoid Xue Wuhen's palm wind at the last moment.
That palm wind is not the palm wind of the young disciple. Xue Wuhen's palm wind contains very powerful power of law, which is enough to tear everything apart.
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan's offensive slowing down, Xue Wuhen said hoarsely: "Master Ye, is this all you have? If you use me as a touchstone, you should show your true abilities!"
Ye Xiaochuan stopped attacking and his figure reappeared in the sky.
The black feathers on the pitch-black demon's wings are like black steel blades, rotating slowly.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Senior Wuhen is worthy of being the number one master of our Ghost Xuan Sect. However, it is not up to the young man to rely on you. Senior, you should show your magic weapon. You cannot be my touchstone with a pair of fleshy palms!"
The light in Xue Wuhen's pupils flickered.
After the fight just now, he had already discovered that Ye Xiaochuan's attainments in the laws of wind should have reached the third level.
However, in the way of swordsmanship, he has not completely reached the third level.
The actual combat power of Ye Xiaochuan in front of him was slightly inferior to that of Sword Master Yun Yazi at his peak.
When masters compete, victory or defeat is only a thin line.
This is slightly inferior, which is enough to show that Ye Xiaochuan is actually still some distance away from Yun Yazi's peak period.
However, even so, Xue Wuhen was not confident enough to defeat him.
For the sake of personal face, and also to allow Ye Xiaochuan to unleash his true fighting power.
Xue Wuhen's right hand was slowly stretched out, pointing diagonally towards the sky.
The palms become like eagle claws.
In front of everyone, everyone saw that the five fingers of Xue Wuhen's right palm actually released a faint light of blood.
Immediately afterwards, the blood light quickly condensed and took shape.
Guo Zifeng subconsciously took a few steps forward and looked up at the sky.
He said with a look of disbelief: "Red-blooded Demonic Whip?"
Xue Wuhen used to be a casual cultivator of the Demon Sect. He hid in a cave all day long and practiced in seclusion. He rarely interfered with the affairs of the Demon Sect and rarely fought with others.
So much so that his red-blooded demonic whip has not been seen in front of the disciples of the demon sect for more than three hundred years.
Only the big demons of the demon sect like Guo Zifeng and the old demon of Heishan know about the existence of this terrifying demonic whip.
Zhuihunsou has lived in the South China Sea for a long time and does not know much about things in the Holy Religion.
He frowned and asked, "Is this the Crimson Blood Demonic Whip?"
Guo Zifeng nodded and said: "Yes. Brother Wuhen has just kept a low profile in the past few hundred years. When he was young, he was a prominent figure in our holy religion.
He once held this whip and defeated more than ten first-class masters in the Duantian Cliff Arena.
His title of Scarlet Blood Xuanzun also came from this whip.
It seems that Brother Wuhen has given Sect Leader Ye enough face, but for ordinary people, he would be reluctant to use this whip!"
As he spoke, the red-blooded demonic whip had already taken shape.
The red whip, which was more than three feet long, seemed to be soaked in blood. It was unknown how many people's blood and souls had been absorbed. As soon as the whip came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sound of ghosts crying filled the sky.
