Ye Qinghuan stood in the center of the storm, his black hair dancing crazily, and the Xuan Yan Sword in his hand glowed brightly, shooting out sword rays again.
But it was too late. Blood marks appeared on Ye Qinghuan's body, which exploded instantly and blood flowed out directly.
"boom!"
Ye Qinghuan's face was cold. As countless fiery red sword lights slashed out, a tornado finally exploded again, making Ye Qinghuan's black hair dance wildly.
There was still one last internal storm left, but it was obvious that Ye Qinghuan looked like he had tried his best.
Huang Laodao flew into the air and looked at Ye Qinghuan, with a trace of regret in his eyes. He admired this young man very much, but unfortunately, he only had the third level of innate talent and could not save Ye Qinghuan.
"His talent is indeed amazing. He has reached this stage at this age and his strength is extraordinary. Unfortunately, he was too strong-willed and met Song Longcheng." He shook his head and sighed in his heart.
"Humph, you're looking for death!" Ji Yunxin snorted coldly at this moment. Although the hatred between her and Ye Qinghuan was not great, she was very dissatisfied with this young man's indifference and domineering attitude.
A mere secular warrior dared to be so presumptuous in front of the elder of her Su Xin Sect.
"Break it for me!"
At this time, Ye Qinghuan, who was in the center of the storm, was extremely indifferent. The Xuan Yan Sword in his hand suddenly glowed with light, burning with tens of thousands of flames, and then began to condense, as if there were layers of red crystals attached to it.
In an instant, the three-foot Qingfeng sword turned into a giant sword several feet tall. There was a trace of black energy wrapped around it. This was Ye Qinghuan's spiritual vein, an elementary yellow-level dark attribute spiritual vein.
"Inner strength is solidified!"
At this moment, everyone present was shocked, and Ji Yunxin couldn't help but exclaim.
Looking at the fiery red giant sword wrapped in black energy, my heart suddenly trembled, and I couldn't help shouting: "How is it possible? This move is unique to the innate strong man. He definitely has no innate realm. How on earth can he use it?"
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"Could it be that there really is such a genius in this world?"
Ji Yun's heart trembled wildly. He suddenly realized that this young man's talent was equally terrifying and not weaker than Yang Shan's.
If such a genius hates their Su Xin Sect and gives him a chance to grow up, he will definitely become the Su Xin Sect's formidable enemy in the future.
Ji Yunxin's heart suddenly flashed with murderous intent.
"Hehe, this kid is really defiant. I wonder if Ji Yunxin has any regrets in his heart?" Huang Laodao said sarcastically.
At this time, Ye Qinghuan's Xuan Yan Sword had already fallen, cutting off the storm formed by the internal force, setting off a turbulent wave, and layers of violent internal force swept towards the surroundings.
Even the villa of Lin Wei's family nearby suffered from the impact. The glass, houses, and even the roof were blown away. If it was in the center of the storm, this internal storm might be able to crush the villa directly.
Yang Shan, with her martial arts level, could only barely protect herself. She wanted to distract herself from protecting Lin Wei and her parents, but she was shocked and her face suddenly turned pale.
"Haha, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on these people for you!" At this time, Huang Laodao's figure flashed in front of Yang Shan, and with a wave of his hand, he formed an internal barrier to protect them.
At this moment, Song Longcheng's expression changed wildly. The first tornado before could be said to be a casual attack by him, but these five tornadoes were already very terrifying forces. How could this young man still block them?
"snort!"
Song Longcheng became a little angry and snorted. Suddenly, there was a yellow glow around him, and a powerful pressure was suddenly released.
He raised his hand slightly, and immediately, streaks of yellow light began to condense, like a mountain peak, but only the size of a football. However, the internal energy in Song Longcheng's body poured out crazily, making this small mountain peak continue to solidify.
"Let me show you what true inner strength is!" Song Longcheng said coldly,
This mountain peak seems to have condensed the power of heaven and earth, and is as heavy as a giant. The yellow light is billowing around it, just like a bomb about to be ignited, making people's hearts tremble.
Huang Laodao's expression suddenly changed.
"Master, can you help Ye Qinghuan?" At this time, Ling Qingzhu finally couldn't help but said.
Song Longcheng was so powerful that only if her master and Huang Laodao took action at the same time could Ye Qinghuan be saved in his hands.
Ji Yunxin glanced at Ling Qingzhu, her eyes were slightly cold, and she said nothing.
"town!"
Song Longcheng raised his hand, and the yellow mountain peak finally shot out suddenly, gradually enlarging in size. Although it was not as big as a real mountain peak, it was already equivalent to a five-story house.
This one smash is enough to smash anything into pieces!
With a violent whistling sound, it was like a meteorite falling. The speed and power were very terrifying. Compared with this huge mountain peak, Ye Qinghuan's figure instantly became extremely small.
The sword glow skyrocketed, and Ye Qinghuan's Xuan Yan Sword suddenly surged again. The fiery red light solidified into a giant sword several feet tall. The flames were rolling and burning crazily, as if the entire space was burning, and the void began to twist.
Ye Qinghuan looked solemn and slashed out with his sword. His whole body merged with the Xuan Yan Sword and turned into a sharp arrow, crashing towards the mountain peak.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Song Longcheng suddenly snorted coldly when he saw that Ye Qinghuan dared to shake the mountain with his own inner strength.
"boom!"
It exploded suddenly, and the air waves turned into turbulence, surging wildly, and shot car-sized holes into Lin Wei's villa.
Ye Qinghuan's figure trembled slightly, his face turned white, and there seemed to be a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
"Um?"
Song Longcheng frowned, very dissatisfied with the effect of this blow.
At this time, Ye Qinghuan suddenly moved and flew directly to Ling Qingzhu. With a flash of light, he immediately took out a white sword and a blood-red gourd.
"Give this to Ye Xiaobei for me."
Ye Xiaobei?
Ling Qingzhu was stunned for a moment while holding the things, but then he realized that Ye Xiaobei was the one-armed child who lived in Muzixi's home.
Ling Qingzhu was about to speak, but she heard Ye Qinghuan say: "Okay, stop being so nagging, let's go!"
Ling Qingzhu looked hesitant. She actually asked the master to take out her middle-grade spiritual stone and give it to Ye Qinghuan. But now, the master would definitely not give the middle-grade spiritual stone to her.
"Okay, I will definitely deliver it!"
Ling Qingzhu's face condensed, and he said in a deep voice, then he stopped wasting time and ran directly in one direction.
Looking at the thing in Ling Qingzhu's hand, Ji Yunxin's expression suddenly changed slightly, and then he said: "Let's go too!"
After saying that, he took Ning Xiaoyi and Lin Shiyu and left with Ling Qingzhu. Ye Qinghuan looked calm. He just wanted Ji Yunxin to leave. If Ji Yunxin attacked him at the same time, then he would be in danger.