Ye Xiaochuan's desire to defeat Xue Wuhen with just a few wind pillars condensed by the law is nothing short of fanciful.
At this moment, Xue Wuhen began to take this fight seriously.
His cloudy little eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a disgusting smile.
The red-blooded demonic whip rotated rapidly, and the three-foot-long soft whip seemed to turn into a straight blood-red spear after his true power was poured into it.
The long whip thrust out into the air, and the huge ghostly aura condensed into a red demonic dragon with a hint of darkness.
The demonic dragon roared and penetrated directly through a wind pillar.
"come out!"
Accompanied by Xue Wuhen's roar.
The red demonic dragon actually bit Ye Xiaochuan and emerged from the wind pillar.
Ye Xiaochuan was shocked.
He controlled several wind pillars, and Xue Wuhen actually locked his exact position in an instant.
After all, the demon dragon is transformed by spiritual power. Although it contains powerful power of law, it is difficult to harm Ye Xiaochuan.
After all, this kid is still wearing the Ten Thousand Dragon Armor under his clothes.
Ye Xiaochuan quickly regained his composure, and the black light of the edgeless sword even dimmed.
He knows that only the law can defeat the law.
After the rays of light have converged, the edgeless sword looks so primitive and ancient.
Every line of the ghostly writing on it has a strange luster flowing slowly.
"break!"
Ye Xiaochuan swung his sword.
This sword does not seem to have any bells and whistles, but it contains the supreme swordsmanship.
The red blood demon dragon was under the sword energy, and suddenly cracks appeared inside the demon dragon's body.
Just in the blink of an eye, cracks spread all over the demon dragon's body.
"boom!"
The red blood demon dragon exploded with a bang.
Ye Xiaochuan had just escaped from the trap, and the figure with no trace of blood had already arrived in front of him.
The soft long whip tore apart the space, and the terrifying underworld power blocked every inch of Ye Xiaochuan's energy.
Ye Xiaochuan flapped his wings and retreated quickly.
He thought that his speed was unmatched in the world, but that long red whip, like a tarsal maggot, was chasing him closely.
Ye Xiaochuan had no choice but to block with his sword.
Didn't swing the red-blooded demonic whip.
The magic whip actually instantly wrapped around the blade of the Wufeng Divine Sword.
The next moment, Miss Xiaofeng in the sea of Ye Xiaochuan's soul shouted: "Be careful, there is such a strong corrosive force!"
Now Ye Xiaochuan has begun to slowly integrate Xiaofeng into the Edgeless Sword.
Xiaofeng immediately noticed the terrifying demonic power of the long whip.
Sure enough, as soon as Xiaofeng finished speaking, Ye Xiaochuan felt a terrifying aura of devouring power, which quickly invaded from the long whip into the Wufeng Divine Sword.
This is the unique corrosive power of the underworld water.
This terrifying aura quickly defeated the spiritual power in the Wufeng Sword, like a destructive force.
The edgeless sword changed from dark green to red in the blink of an eye.
With a pull of force, the edgeless sword came out.
Although Ye Xiaochuan was shocked, he was not confused.
The Edgeless Sword is a blood-refined artifact, connected with Ye Xiaochuan's mind.
After letting go, Ye Xiaochuan immediately controlled the edgeless sword with his mind.
Thousands of spirit-gathering laws within the sword body are activated at the same time.
The powerful spiritual power broke through the shackles of the red blood demon whip.
The divine sword shuttled rapidly through the air and returned to Ye Xiaochuan's hand once again.
At this time, Xue Wuhen's second wave of attacks had arrived.
Dozens of blood-red rays of light, like a giant blood-red python with life, rolled towards Ye Xiaochuan.
These red lights were very terrifying. Wherever they passed, the space shattered by Ye Xiaochuan's wind pillar was instantly smoothed.
The remaining wind pillars carrying countless space fragments were also shattered under the impact of these red strange lights.
Ye Xiaochuan took a deep breath, raised his hand, and danced his sword.
The speed seems slow but actually fast.
No sword energy is emitted from the edgeless sword.
It seemed like waves of water, distorting the surrounding space.
The wind suddenly became quite strange.
In the valley below, the disciples of Gui Xuanzong who were carrying fairy swords suddenly felt that the fairy swords inserted in the scabbards behind them seemed to be attracted by a mysterious force and began to tremble slightly.
Among them, the Chen-Zhan Divine Sword in Yun Qiyou's hand trembled the most.
After Yun Qiyou noticed it, he immediately pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword to forcefully stabilize Zhan Chen's unusual movements.
Guo Zifeng said incredulously: "A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix, and ten thousand swords return to the clan.
This kid... No, has Sect Master Ye already reached the third level of swordsmanship?"
There was silence all around, especially the big demons of the demon sect, who were all looking at each other in confusion at this moment.
His eyes were full of fear.
The third level of swordsmanship is an indelible shadow in their hearts.
Hundreds of years ago, Cangyun Elder Yun Yazi broke into the Demon Sect's main altar with an unparalleled divine sword.
He defeated more than ten top players from the Demon Sect in a row.
About half of them are here right now.
If Old Zhu Xin hadn't ended up with Yun Yazi in the end, the Demon Sect would have lost a lot of face.
After so many years, these people still can't suppress the fear and awe in their hearts when they hear the third level of swordsmanship.
Xia Baizhan shook his head slightly and said: "It's true that Ye Xiaozi has reached the third level of wind system, but this third level of swordsmanship... seems to be a bit behind.
It is impossible for him to reach the level that Yun Yazi was at back then.
At least not now!"
All the big guys nodded quickly.
They would never admit that Ye Xiaochuan was so much better than themselves.
Above the sky, invisible sword energies criss-crossed.
The wind was fierce, but there was no sound of wind.
At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan finally realized why Situ Feng was called the "Invisible Sword God" by the world back then.
Shadowless and formless, it is the wind.
The third level of swordsmanship is for gods.
The rules that Situ Feng practiced back then were exactly the same as Ye Xiaochuan's today.
However, Ye Xiaochuan's potential is much greater than him.
After all, Ye Xiaochuan knows many volumes of heavenly books, has also conquered several attribute essences, and has a colorful divine stone and a chaos clock in his body.
After dozens of blood rays shattered all the wind pillars, they suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Ye Xiaochuan.
Among them, Xue Wuhen controlled the red blood demon whip and attacked from the front.
Ye Xiaochuan danced slowly without any edge.
The sword energy formed by sword intention is much stronger than ordinary sword energy.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The endless sword intent penetrated the space barrier and shot into the blood.
The roaring sound resounded in the sky.
It was like a pot of cold water being poured into a hot oil pan.
Dozens of streaks of blood were mostly broken through by Ye Xiaochuan's supreme sword intent.
He no longer has the experience to resolve other blood rays, because the red blood demon whip has already reached his face.
Ye Xiaochuan stepped on Xuanbu and waved the edgeless sword in his hand quickly.
The intertwining of swords and whips was like the collision of iron and stone.
These two extremely powerful men actually started a close combat with magic weapons.
Ye Xiaochuan's speed is obviously faster than that of Xue Wuhen, but Xue Wuhen's cultivation is deeper.
The red-blooded magic whip was as agile as a snake, soft and flexible, unlike other magic weapons that could only attack from a fixed direction. For a moment, the two of them were fighting in the sky, and they were inseparable.
