The first wave of sword rain activated by Ye Xiaochuan did not cause substantial damage to Xue Wuhen's terrifying defensive barrier, but instead damaged tens of thousands of air swords.
But Ye Xiaochuan didn't seem to care about this.
The air swords that covered the sky and the ground were like locusts, falling from the sky like heavy rain.
The number is increasing.
The power of the Qi Sword is also getting stronger and stronger.
The wind began to surround Bachi Mountain.
In the sky with a radius of dozens of miles, the wind is getting stronger and stronger.
Like turbulence in empty space, the winds are not the same and appear very chaotic.
With Xiaofeng's help, Ye Xiaochuan slowly arranged a barrier similar to the Domain of Wind with Bachi Mountain as the center.
Although he has not reached the Sumeru realm, Xiaofeng, as a wind spirit, can arrange the territory, but he is not as powerful and domineering as the strong men of the Sumeru realm.
With the formation of the Wind Realm, the sky was full of sword rain, and the offensive also saw some changes.
quick.
Unparalleledly fast.
When the speed reaches a certain height, even an embroidery needle is enough to cause fatal damage.
The originally unbreakable space barrier finally began to crack under the accelerating sword rain.
In just a few breaths, cracks spread throughout the barrier.
There was a crisp sound like porcelain falling to the ground. Amidst the sound of sword rain that filled the sky, this slight sound should not have been heard.
However, everyone heard it clearly.
It was as if it was ringing in his ears.
The entire space barrier instantly collapsed and shattered in a crisp sound.
The sword rain shot towards the huge mountain of Xue Wuhen.
Xue Wuhen did not move, and countless red dragons roared up.
But these red-blooded demon dragons cannot withstand the attack of the Mantian Sword.
Each air sword is like an electric snake, incredibly fast.
After all, the number of red-blooded demonic dragons is limited and it is impossible to prevent them.
The several red-blooded demon dragons at the top were shot into pieces by countless qi swords in the blink of an eye.
Ye Xiaochuan didn't seem to control the trajectory of these air swords. Many of the air swords were shot from the sky into the valley at the foot of Bachi Mountain.
These qi swords, which were originally transformed by spiritual power, now look like entities.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Bang bang bang...
Countless air swords were inserted directly into the hard rock ground. Most of the sword body was submerged in the rock, and only the hilt was trembling.
The elders and disciples of Gui Xuan Sect who were watching the battle in the valley were running away with their heads in their hands to avoid being injured by these terrifying air swords.
I thought that these qi swords would soon turn into nothingness, but after more than a dozen breaths passed, the qi swords were still qi swords.
Qianye Shengjun did not believe in evil, so he reached out and grabbed an air sword, and it actually pulled it out from the ground.
Looking at the long sword weighing three to four kilograms in their hands, the worldview of Qianye Shengjun and others seemed to have collapsed at this moment.
However, the next scene made these old monsters scream in surprise.
Qianye Shengjun's wrist shook slightly, and the fairy sword in his hand immediately turned into pieces.
As the sword fragments fell, they turned into smoke and quickly disappeared.
Well, this is really what that boy Ye Xiaochuan condensed with his spiritual power.
It's just that the spiritual energy is so strong that it's difficult for people to distinguish between true and false.
Ye Xiaochuan started the final attack.
Xue Wuhen also used what he had learned in his life.
The Qi Sword began to decrease, but its speed and power increased exponentially.
The final wave of air swords condensed and formed, and there were less than a thousand swords. This was a much reduced number compared to the tens of thousands at the beginning.
At this moment, Xue Wuhen's huge body had already been riddled with holes from endless Qi sword shots.
But the body has not shrunk much.
The demonic power of the red-blooded demon whip became more powerful, and the old demon Xue Wuhen became more and more courageous as he fought.
The old man looked up to the sky and roared, making a hoarse scream like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.
"Master Ye, you don't have to hold back, I'm not old enough to carry the magic weapon yet!"
He felt that Ye Xiaochuan seemed to be hesitating, as if he was afraid of hurting him.
This kind of hesitation is the biggest insult to a strong person like Xue Wuhen.
Ye Xiaochuan said loudly: "In this case, this junior is offended!"
Thousands of air swords fell simultaneously at lightning speed.
This time it was not a aimless attack, it was all aimed at Xue Wuhen.
Xue Wuhen turned the magic whip and tried to smash the incoming air sword.
But what surprised him was that under the destruction of the demonic power of the red-blooded demonic whip, those qi swords actually condensed and did not disperse. They were only swept away or shaken away, but not broken into pieces.
Those qi swords that had been swept aside were shot from all directions again, as if they were being scanned.
Xue Wuhen now feels very aggrieved, as if he has returned to face the old pervert Yun Yazi hundreds of years ago, unable to use his magical powers.
Others practice swordsmanship and condense the transformed Qi sword into pieces.
However, for a master of the third level of swordsmanship, the condensed Qi sword is like a real sword and cannot be destroyed in a short time.
Xue Wuhen could feel that Ye Xiaochuan's understanding of the sword had not reached the pinnacle, but he just couldn't figure out how Ye Xiaochuan condensed the Qi Sword to be so hard and powerful.
Fortunately, his magic weapon is a long whip.
The whip spun and completely protected his whole body.
Knock away the incoming air swords one by one.
He felt that Ye Xiaochuan's condensation of such a powerful Qi sword would definitely consume a lot of real energy.
As long as he persists for a while, when Ye Xiaochuan's true energy is exhausted, he will be able to fight back.
It's a pity that he didn't know that what Ye Xiaochuan practiced was acupoint cultivation method.
Whether it is an instant burst of power or a protracted battle, only the old liar who rides a giant panda and deceives all day long can compare with him in the Three Realms.
Moreover, Ye Xiaochuan has another plan!
Seeing that the Qi Sword had suppressed Xue Wuhen, Ye Xiaochuan used his final killing move.
The wind domain of hundreds of feet began to decompose and compress.
Seven cyclones were formed.
Following Ye Xiaochuan's long roar, seven cyclones appeared around Xue Wuhen from hundreds of feet away in an instant.
It was like suddenly traveling through space.
Xue Wuhen immediately felt seven terrifying cyclones appearing around him.
For the first time in his life, he felt death approaching.
However, he is now entangled with thousands of powerful qi swords and is completely unable to fight against the seven cyclones.
When everyone thought Ye Xiaochuan activated the cyclone to attack Xue Wuhen.
However, he saw that Ye Xiaochuan's sword technique was activated, and seven terrifying cyclones instantly brought up countless space fragments shining with colorful light.
Bang!
With a radius of tens of feet, the space was unstable again.
However, the space in most areas has not reached the critical point of damage, but is slowly surging like water waves.
Xue Wuhen was currently suspended in mid-air, and the space had been completely shattered.
To be precise, he is now standing in a world of nothingness.
Ye Xiaochuan is still relying on the edgeless sword to activate the wind law.
He seemed to be destroying the world of nothingness.
Everyone in the valley was stunned.
This was the first time they saw that masters could fight like this among themselves.
These people only saw Xue Wuhen turning the red blood demon whip and fighting against countless air swords and void spaces. These people could not feel the terrifying pressure that Xue Wuhen was facing at this moment.
The four-dimensional void world is inherently high latitude.
The slightest sound inside, to human ears, is like thunder exploding in the ears.
At this moment, Xue Wuhen was pushed into the world of nothingness by Ye Xiaochuan. Even if he held his Qi pulse, he still felt the pull that could tear his soul apart.
If it were big demons like Xia Baizhan and Guo Zifeng, they would have been unable to bear it long ago.
However, he is Xue Wuhen, one of the Three Mysteries of the Demon Sect, the Red Blood Mystic Lord. He actually persisted.
