Chapter eight hundred and thirty first great power
"I want to kill people!" Ye Xiwen's face was gloomy and he was almost roaring. He could feel the backlash coming from the Feathered Immortal Sword. For him now, the Feathered Immortal Sword is
The final trump card, but it has not yet been completely tamed. Even if there is no more trouble caused by the weapon spirit, it is not an easy task to completely imprint one's soul into it.
Now Ye Xiwen can only use it forcefully.
"Seeking death!" Seeing Ye Xiwen's murderous intent, the two iron tower-like strong men didn't know that Ye Xiwen was doing bad things, so they immediately pounced on him.
"Qiang!" A strong sword light bloomed from the Feathered Immortal Sword, and there was a violent fluctuation, and the long sword screamed.
Ye Xiwen almost couldn't control himself and slashed him with a knife on the spot.
The Feathered Immortal Slaying Sword automatically formed into two terrifying sword auras and slashed down horizontally. All the offensives of the two iron tower-like strong men of the Beishan Tribe were also directed by these two terrifying swords.
He was annihilated on the spot under the force of the sword.
The sword's energy remained unabated, and it directly killed the two strong men who looked like iron towers on the spot.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
With the sound of their swords piercing their flesh, the two strong men like iron towers were directly split in half on the spot and died on the spot.
"Ye Xiwen, you..." The elders of Wushuang Palace behind him were already stunned. Unexpectedly, Ye Xiwen did what he said, so violently that there was no room for negotiation.
Ye Xiwen ignored the elders of Wushuang Palace behind him and went straight to the second floor. At this time, Ye Xiwen saw a scene that made him furious. Beishan Ling had already dressed, and on the other side of the bed, Shen Yanmei had been covered with all her energy.
Absorbs light and turns into a mummy.
"Haha, I really didn't expect that this human woman is still a virgin. Although her cultivation is not high, her essence is very pure. But being able to die in the arms of this young master can be regarded as the merit of your ancestors!" Because Ye Xiwen came too quickly.
, Beishan Ling didn't even notice that Ye Xiwen had rushed up.
"Ji De?" Ye Xiwen's voice was almost roaring, and the Feathered Immortal Sword was struck down with great power in Chapter 831 on the spot.
Beishan Ling finally realized something was wrong and felt an evil wind blowing towards his face. Then he almost lost his courage, and an astonishing sword energy rushed towards him on the spot, trying to kill him in half.
He had no time to react as the sword energy had already cut into his body.
"Bang!"
With a dull impact, the sword energy did not cut Beishan Ling's body in half. At the critical moment, the inner armor in his body automatically protected the body, and the sword energy shattered the inner armor in an instant. The remaining strength was no longer enough to cut him.
He tried to kill Bei Shanling, but the terrifying force still knocked him away.
A big hole was directly knocked out of the wall, and Beishan Ling flew out.
Ye Xiwen stepped forward to the bedside, waved his hand, and put Shen Yanmei's body into the Tianyuan Mirror. Then he rushed out of the body and chased Beishan Ling in the sky.
"You dare to hurt this young master? Do you know who I am?" Beishan Ling's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. He has done many evil things, including killing families and butchers, but he is not high in cultivation, but he carries a
The reason why two guards dare to wander around is because everyone knows his identity and is afraid of his identity, so he can act unscrupulously.
But he suddenly discovered that his identity was only useful to those who were afraid of the Beishan people. When he met a stupid young man like Ye Xiwen, the gold medal he relied on to protect himself became a complete joke.
"It's just a dead man, there's so much nonsense!" Ye Xiwen yelled, having already rushed in front of Beishan Ling, the feathered immortal sword fluctuated violently, the air seemed to be boiling and burning, and a blade of energy was slashing at an astonishing speed.
It fell on Beishan Ling.
"Bang!" A colorful divine robe appeared on Beishan Ling's body to protect him. The fierce sword energy and the colorful divine robe collided hard, setting off a terrifying storm.
Beishan Ling was directly blasted out again. Before anyone could react, he was like a meteor and flew directly out of Lingmen City.
"It's useless. You can't kill me. This is the treasure that my father personally trained for me. You can't break it. You're dead. You're dead. I will definitely make you pay the price. I will make you pay the price."
I have never been injured since I was a child, and now it is in your hands. I will slaughter your whole family and kill all ten of your clans!" Bei Shan Ling shouted, he was really scared and angry, meeting such an oily person
People who can't take in salt naturally resort to magic weapons that are always invincible.
As he spoke, he held a long sword in his hand and suddenly rushed back towards Ye Xiwen, intending to kill Ye Xiwen fiercely.
"I haven't been injured, it's just that the time has not come yet!" Ye Xiwen sneered. For others, this move may be their Achilles' heel. Living alone in this world, it is impossible to live just for yourself.
, parents, relatives, and friends are all within the scope of consideration.
Even Ye Xiwen is no exception, but for a person like him who has no friends and is alone in the ancient continent, this trick has no deterrent effect at all.
The long sword in Beishan Ling's hand burst out with an astonishing light. It was obviously an extremely powerful transcendent weapon. It pierced through the space on the spot, almost doubling Beishan Ling's speed. It must be said that although Beishan Ling was arrogant and domineering
, but his cultivation level is extremely high. He may be at the seventh level of transcendence, or the eighth level, or higher. In short, Ye Xiwen cannot tell.
Under normal circumstances, Ye Xiwen cannot be Beishan Ling's opponent at all, but he has the Feathered Immortal Sword in his hand, a sword that once slaughtered all the immortals. Although now the Feathered Immortal Sword cannot exert its original power.
, although Ye Xiwen couldn't even fully grasp the power of this emergency, it was enough to deal with Beishan Ling.
The Feathered Immortal Sword in Ye Xiwen's hand seemed to feel some violent stimulation. It burst out with terrifying light on the spot, shrouded Ye Xiwen in it, and quickly spread in all directions, forming a field of the knife, faintly
The chanting of immortals came from it.
Ye Xiwen could hardly bear the backlash, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out. The more powerful the Feathered Immortal Sword was, the stronger the backlash he would suffer, and it might even leave some hidden injuries.
If he hadn't had the Heavenly Phoenix Regeneration Technique to protect him and constantly repair the wounds left behind by the backlash, an ordinary person without such a powerful healing secret would have been killed by the Feathered Immortal Sword's backlash long ago.
But he has no choice. He has been burned by anger. The path of a warrior is to follow one's heart. If he keeps suppressing it, he will sooner or later develop inner demons. Besides, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with doing so.
When a real man is alive, he does things and things he doesn't do. If he behaves like Wushuang Palace and is timid, his martial arts will be ruined and he will not be able to achieve anything great from now on.
The long sword fell down almost automatically. It was an immortal kingdom that was suppressed in the air. The sword power in Beishan Ling's hand was suppressed and crushed in the air, and the long sword of the detachment in his hand was also suppressed in this place.
Under the crushing force of the immortal kingdom, it broke into pieces in an instant, and then exploded on the spot.
"Bang!" The long sword in Beishan Ling's hand exploded instantly, and his palms were shattered, and he suddenly screamed.
"This is impossible. This young master's sword has already entered the advanced level. How could it be broken in your hand so easily? What kind of sword is this in your hand?" Beishan Ling's eyes widened, and there was a greedy look in them.
His expression showed that at this moment, he did not forget his true nature. "Haha, I want to get this precious sword. With this precious sword, I can stand out among the young masters of the Hundred Clans Alliance. What rubbish can stop me?"
You will be chopped into pieces in front of this young master!"
"Go to hell and find a knife!" Ye Xiwen spurted out a mouthful of blood. He suffered heavy injuries and his face was abnormally red. However, the power of the knife in his hand remained unabated and it fell directly on Beishan Ling's body.
"Boom!" Beishan Ling's colorful divine clothes appeared again and protected him, but Beishan Ling was still blasted away and flew straight away. He fell headlong into a cliff and made a big hole in the cliff.
.
On the other side of the cliff is the sea, and the salty sea breeze blows in the face. Lingmen City itself stands close to the sea, and now Ye Xiwen has hit Beishan Ling like a ball to this side.
Although the colorful divine clothes once again protected Beishan Ling, it was impossible to remove all the huge impact. He still fell to pieces and spurted out a mouthful of blood, but this time his eyes were even more sinister and a little crazy.
shouting.
"Come on, come on, if you can't kill me, your whole family will die because of you!"
"Stubborn!" Ye Xiwen snorted coldly, resisting the backlash, and struck forward again with his long knife.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The entire cliff has been completely turned into a beach under the attack of the long knife, and everything has been turned into powder. Every time Ye Xiwen attacks, the color of the colorful divine clothes on his body weakens a bit, and now it is almost transparent, almost.
If he does it again, he will be defeated.
At this time, Beishan Ling was finally scared, knowing that maybe he would die under Ye Xiwen's sword next time. At this time, he was also in an extremely embarrassed state. Although he was not killed directly by the Feathered Immortal Slayer Sword, he was undoubtedly tortured.
It was so bad that it suffered heavy losses.
Suddenly, Ye Xiwen was about to activate the long sword, but found that the real energy in his body had already been exhausted. The consumption of this feathered immortal sword was so terrifying that it almost made his star beast clone such a huge real energy,
There is no way to support such consumption.
Immediately, he opened the Tianyuan Mirror and absorbed the spiritual energy of the dragon vein into his body. Suddenly, the depleted true energy began to gradually recover.
"Suffer death, today is your day of death!" Ye Xiwen shouted.
