If the bystanders were just horrified when they saw such a scene, then Ding Xiran, the genius of the Star Reaching Tower who was one of the parties involved, was really frightened and even screamed out in surprise.
As a fifth-grade Immortal Genius from the Star-Zhaing Tower, Ding Xiran's sword strike just now was incredibly fast.
Even Yu Wencheng and Chu Ran, both fifth-level immortals, felt a chill on the back of their necks and were not sure they could react.
Including Zhang Mingze, the genius of the Thunder Palace of the Moon God Palace, was also extremely surprised. Although he was a little bit resentful about Ding Xiran for taking action without authorization, he actually had high hopes for that sword.
But now, the rough-clothed young man named Yun Xiao only made a slight turn, and his fingers came first and caught the black sword before it stabbed him in the back of the heart.
What kind of amazing reaction and speed does this require?
In the eyes of others, Yun Xiao's movements seemed to be extremely slow, but in the eyes of geniuses like Tao Zhiting and Zhang Mingze, they were extremely slow.
This is indeed the case. If he hadn't reached the extreme, how could Yun Xiao have clamped Ding Xiran's black sword so beautifully, and how could he have been so calm and leisurely?
"Let go!"
After all, Ding Xiran is the genius of Zhaixinglou, and he cannot be a genius who immerses himself in hard work.
He has experienced countless fierce battles in his life and has extremely rich combat experience, so after the brief shock, he has long since recovered.
When the loud shout came out of Ding Xiran's mouth, all the pulse energy in his body surged out instantly.
The other hand even rested on the hilt of the black sword, trying to pull the black sword back from between Yun Xiao's two fingers.
In Ding Xiran's view, even if he tried his best to draw, the two fingers of the boy in rough clothes would never be able to control his black sword again.
Maybe even two fingers will be cut off if someone is not prepared.
Although the rank of this black sword is not comparable to that of the high-grade immortal weapon Black Star Sword, it is still a rare weapon.
In other words, Yun Xiao clamped the sword's surface between his two fingers. If he was cut by the sword's edge, his fingers would definitely be severed.
"Let go!"
However, just when Ding Xiran was full of confidence and the onlookers were watching, from the mouth of the young man in rough clothes, two words that were exactly the same as Ding Xiran's just now came out.
"Is he going to use that wooden sword?"
At this moment, many cultivators, including Tao Zhiting and Zhang Mingze, subconsciously thought that Yun Xiao was going to use that weird wooden sword.
Because only in this way can Zhang Mingze let go as promised.
No one doubts the power of that wooden sword now. Hua Wuxian and Bu Denggao both died under that wooden sword just now. Its grade is definitely higher than the black sword in Ding Xiran's hand.
Including Ding Xiran himself, everyone was on guard against the wooden sword held by Yun Xiao in his right hand. He made up his mind that as long as Yun Xiao swung the sword and he had not withdrawn the black sword, he would immediately abandon it.
"Um?"
Ding Xiran's thoughts were swirling in his mind, but at the next moment, he didn't see the young man in rough clothes in front of him make any movement with his right hand. The wooden sword was still hanging on the right side of his body with the tip of the sword pointing to the ground.
Unfortunately, after a while, Ding Xiran no longer had these thoughts.
He felt an unmatched force suddenly coming from the end of the black sword in his hand, making him unable to help but let go of the hilt of the black sword in his hand.
"Damn it, this kid wants to seize the sword with physical strength!"
At this moment, Ding Xiran suddenly understood Yun Xiao's thoughts.
This boy in rough clothes never thought about using the wooden sword in his right hand, but just relied on pure physical strength to seize the sword.
Even from the induction of the black sword's body, Ding Xiran did not sense that Yun Xiao had exerted even a trace of pulse energy, which was real physical power.
But it was this pure physical strength that caused Ding Xiran, who was holding his hands tightly to activate his pulse, to pull out the long sword in his hand without even holding on for two breaths.
After a period of fierce friction, the black sword in Ding Xiran's hand changed hands, but the palms of his hands that were holding the black sword tightly felt a burning pain. When he raised it, he saw that his flesh and blood were blurred and shocking.
To be honest, although Ding Xiran is not a cultivator who is good at physical strength, he comes from the Zhaixing Tower, and with the physical strength of the fifth-grade Immortal Lord's pulse energy, he will definitely not be much worse than some fourth-grade Immortal Lord's pulse demons.
But even with such power, it seemed like nothing under the two fingers of the young man in rough clothes, and the black sword in his hand was snatched away in an instant.
After such a comparison, many people took a breath of cold air. Yun Xiao reappeared outside in the secret passage. It seemed that even his physical strength had improved a lot compared to seven days ago.
This is indeed the case. Yun Xiao, who has broken through to the fifth-level Immortal Lord, at least has pure physical strength, is already comparable to the Pulse Demon of the sixth-level Immortal Lord, let alone against a human of the same level?
If he meets some cultivators who specialize in physical strength, such as Chu Ran from the Tieshan Sect over there, Yun Xiao may not be able to do this with just the strength of two fingers.
But it's just Ding Xiran, so there can't be any accidents.
"It's just a middle-grade immortal weapon. This is very inconsistent with your status as a genius in the Star Reaching Tower!"
Yun Xiao didn't care about Ding Xiran's thoughts. When he saw him flicking the black sword he grabbed with his left hand, saying words of regret and undisguised sarcasm in his mouth, Ding Xiran's face instantly turned pale.
The genius of Star Reaching Tower is feeling miserable. He originally had a high-grade immortal weapon. Didn't you ruin it?
But this damn little bastard still talks coldly here, which is simply intolerable.
"Forget it, a middle-grade immortal weapon is a middle-grade immortal weapon. I just don't know if your bones are as hard as a middle-grade immortal weapon."
But Yun Xiao's next few words made the genius of Star Reaching Tower no longer think about anything else.
Because he suddenly saw Yun Xiao holding the black sword between two fingers and stabbing him in the chest.
At this moment, the tip of the black sword was still smiling at Yun Xiao, which meant that what was stabbing Ding Xiran was just the blunt and edgeless hilt of the black sword, which did not look too threatening.
But Ding Xiran, who had just witnessed Yun Xiao's physical strength, couldn't help but be horrified when he saw the edgeless sword hilt stabbing towards his chest.
Because he knew clearly that if he was really stabbed by the hilt of the sword held between Yun Xiao's two fingers, even if he could save his life, he would probably be seriously injured.
At this time, Ding Xiran no longer had any confidence in his physical strength or even the cultivation of the fifth-grade immortal, and at the same time, he regretted that he had been reckless after all.
It's a pity that since Yun Xiao has seized this opportunity, how can he escape with Ding Xiran again?
Although he has a friendship with Shen Xingmou, Ding Xiran is a disciple of the Great Elder of Zhaixing Tower. Yun Xiao also knows that Shen Xingmou and the Great Elder are not compatible, so he does not have too much psychological burden.
What's more, as soon as Ding Xiran heard his name, he immediately shouted for beating and killing.
Yun Xiao would never let go of anyone who took action against him, and he was not a good man or woman.
"Can't force it!"
Ding Xiran's reaction was not too slow, and he had already made a decision in an instant. He wanted to avoid the fatal blow first, and then join forces with Tao Zhiting and Zhang Mingze to kill Yun Xiao.
As for this black sword, which is a middle-grade immortal weapon, if it is lost, it is lost. It is just a weapon. How can it be more important than your own life?
"Want to run? It's too late!"
However, just when Ding Xiran made up his mind to temporarily avoid the attack, the young man in rough clothes on the opposite side shouted another four-character shout, and then he saw the other person's eyes turning into pitch black.
What no one noticed was that at this time, from Yun Xiao's back to his neck, two mysterious ancestral veins were emitting a faint black light. They were the soul ancestral veins that ordinary people could not dream of.
Today, Yun Xiao, after breaking through to the fifth-level Immortal Master in his pulse energy cultivation, his soul power has also logically broken through to the intermediate level of the immortal level. The use of his soul ancestral veins has also been upgraded to a higher level.
Therefore, at this moment, Yun Xiao instantly activated the power of his ancestral veins, which was similar to the scene where he used the dragon sword to stab the spirit to influence Bu Denggao. It also destroyed the opponent's chance to dodge.
Ding Xiran himself was not a pulse refiner, and his soul power was not even as good as Bu Denggao. Therefore, when Yun Xiao's eyes turned as dark as ink, his mind suddenly became chaotic.
The fate of this Star Reaching Tower genius was not much different from that of Bu Denggao, the vice-president of Xuanyun Chamber of Commerce just now. At least the result was the same, but the method of death was slightly different.
While Ding Xiran's mind became chaotic, Yun Xiao's movements did not stop at all.
I saw him move forward slightly, and then the hilt of the black sword was like stabbing tofu, piercing into the heart of the genius of the Star Reaching Tower.
"ah!"
It was only then that Ding Xiran's mind finally became clear again, but when he saw the black sword stuck in his chest, he couldn't help but let out an earth-shattering cry of panic.
What contained most in this cry was not pain, but a touch of extreme panic and despair.
Because Ding Xiran could feel that his heart was shattered by the hilt of the sword in an instant.
Regardless of whether Ding Xiran was a genius from the Star-Zhain Tower, after his heart was broken, even if a top-notch god-level senior pulse refiner arrived, there was no way he could be brought back to life.
The moment before his death, Ding Xiran's mind flashed through his short life, and the image of him trampling his enemies under his feet countless times finally settled on the young man in rough clothes in front of him.
It can be said that Ding Xiran's life is not an ordinary life.
Since he became famous, he has never lost a single match in hundreds of battles. Even when he faced Zhang Mingze of Moon God Palace, it was just a draw.
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