He is in his prime and full of energy, just like in the past.
The old man holding the sword returned to his youthful appearance, a handsome and handsome swordsman with sharp eyes and stretched out his hand to hold it.
Sonorous!
His magic sword, which had been in the dust for forty years, flew over in an instant, suddenly grew in size, and was held in his hand.
"Sheng, Thirteen Swords."
The old man holding the sword took a step forward, and the world shook. A terrifying power burst out, making the hearts of those watching jump out of their chests.
He killed him with one strike of his sword.
Health, Thirteen Swords, the First Sword.
The long sword cut through the void and turned into a blue light, lingering with the spirit of martial arts. Along with the sword's intention, wherever it passed, the space collapsed.
boom!
There was an explosion that echoed throughout the heaven and earth.
Prince Ye stared coldly, and suddenly his body and the invincible shadow behind him merged into one, like a god made of gold. His whole body was radiant, and his golden energy and blood reached the sky. He also stretched out his big hand, slapped the void, and covered the sky.
and land.
This blow blocked Sheng, the first of the Thirteen Swords.
The power of this explosion was like a volcanic eruption, rumbling and cutting off the path ahead, creating chaos.
The old man holding the sword reached his ultimate sublime level, merging himself with the fire unicorn. It was extremely terrifying, and he struck out with another sword.
This sword's sword energy spanned thirty miles and sealed Prince Ye's body. It was incredibly fast and cut down in one fell swoop.
Clang!
Prince Ye was like an immortal, surpassing the speed limit. His golden body suddenly approached the old man holding the sword and smashed him down with his fist.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the sword was broken again by Prince Ye.
These two confrontations were so powerful that many people were caught off guard and forced to retreat far away. They watched with wide eyes. A battle between the top masters in the world was extremely rare.
Ding!
There was a crisp sound, and the third sword of the Thirteen Swords came out and touched Prince Ye's body, but he did not dodge. His body was like a god and demon, and he caught the sword forcefully, but
Nothing was hurt, it just left a white mark on the body.
"Your life, the Thirteen Swords are nothing more than this. These three swords are too ordinary." Prince Ye said coldly.
"These three swords are the swordsmanship I learned in the first half of my life, and I think they are ordinary. I transformed what I learned and understood in the first half of my life into these three swords, and then based on these three swords, I created the Thirteen Swords.
"The voice of the old man holding the sword rumbled, resounding throughout the world.
His body was illusory and unstable, but he killed him with a sword and separated the yin and yang.
Health, after thirteen swords, ten swords are the key.
The fourth sword, this sword peels away the haze and separates life and death.
This sword contained insights, the intersection between life and death, which made Prince Ye's face become solemn.
"One punch determines life and death!" Prince Ye shouted coldly. He believed in fists, so he punched down at this moment.
The yin and yang are separated, the haze is avoiding, the sword is in the air, and the fist is met.
boom!
There was a loud noise, yellow sand filled the air, the ancient road was completely destroyed, and the earth collapsed. Prince Ye touched his fist and immediately retracted it. There was a cut on it, the size of a child's mouth, and he was bleeding continuously.
He was injured, which made Prince Ye look angry: "Since I was injured seventeen years ago, no one has hurt me in these years. You deserve to die."
Boom boom boom!
Prince Ye became furious and used the Splendid Mountain and River Fist.
When he punched out, what fell was a landscape of mountains and rivers, a small world. Prince Ye's hair was flying wildly, like a demon trying to suppress the old man holding the sword.
There was a ruthless sneer on the corner of Prince Ye's mouth, and he slapped his big golden hand hard, like a heavenly monument, hitting it hard, the void opened, and black cracks spread.
The eyes of the old man holding the sword were bright, like two stars, lighting up the entire Huangsha Ancient Road and making many people unable to open their eyes.
Clang!
Health, Thirteen Swords, the Fifth Sword!
This sword slashed hard from bottom to top, directly smashing the beautiful mountains and rivers under the fist, and then directly hit the big hand like a monument, making a loud noise and tearing the big hand apart.
One sword is stronger than the other.
The whole body of the old man holding the sword turned into flames, burning fiercely. He showed an invincible posture and killed with one sword.
His sword cut through life, birth, old age, sickness and death, the rise and fall of honor and disgrace, the joys and sorrows of life, all in one sword.
The old man carrying the sword has tasted the praises of the world, experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and wandered between life and death for ten years. He was loved by his parents when he was young, accompanied by his lover in middle age, and accompanied by his grandson in old age. He turned all of this into a sword
.
This sword slash was not very sharp, but it caused Prince Ye to retreat hurriedly, not daring to stand firm at all.
Health, thirteen swords, each sword is more powerful than the last. By the fifth sword, it is already the long sword that the old man holding the sword has learned.
boom!
Even if Prince Ye avoided this sword, he would inevitably be injured. His golden light was scattered, and a huge gash was cut out of his body. Blood fell from his abdomen and hit the ground. It was so hot that the ground burned.
.
A drop of blood burned a hundred meters of ground. This was the terror of Lord Ye.
But at this moment, Prince Ye's expression was terrifyingly gloomy.
The old man holding the sword was so fierce that the onlookers exclaimed, could this be his realization? It was too terrifying.
Two consecutive sword strikes injured Prince Ye. If this continues, will Prince Ye be defeated?
"Okay, okay, you have indeed reached this level, let's fight." Prince Ye smiled evilly and took action again. The golden fist punched out, penetrated the sky, and hit the old man with a sword who was 100 feet in size. A terrifying will burst out.
, everyone can feel the piercing killing intent.
Sheng, Thirteen Swords, Sixth Sword.
The old man carrying the sword unswervingly displayed his sword skills. As soon as his sword came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the sun and the moon shrouded it, the country appeared in front of the eyes, the sunset rested, and the people worked diligently at sunrise.
This is the sword of the ordinary, and everyone must return to the ordinary.
No matter how magnificent you are, princes and emperors should return to ordinary life after a hundred years.
Ordinaryness is where everyone ends up.
When the sword fell, Prince Ye roared: "You make me ordinary, it's just a dream."
Prince Ye's whole body was boiling with energy, like a body made of gold. His divine light erupted, dyeing half of the sky red. He united his mind and heart and punched hard.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Crisp sounds erupted one after another, and Prince Ye was so fierce that he used Thirteen Swords. Even if he was injured, he still had to punch the opponent.
In the great horror between life and death, Prince Ye took the upper hand and smashed this ordinary sword directly, hitting the old man holding the sword with a fierce punch.
But the old man holding the sword had an illusory body. His body floated away, and then condensed in the distance. His face was solemn, and he killed him directly with the seventh sword.
He had a body of 100 feet just now, but now he is only 50 or 60 feet. He was broken into pieces by Prince Ye. Facts have proved that he is not able to defeat Prince Ye stably.
This seventh sword kill burst out the blood of Qilin, and the nine virtual Qilin roared angrily, shaking the mountains and rivers, sweeping up the flames, and rushed towards it all at once.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Prince Ye resisted with his body, his golden palms flashed with innate veins, and he fought against nine unicorns with murderous intent.
Roar!!
When the battle was at its peak, Prince Ye roared loudly, like thunder exploding, scattering nine unicorns.
"All your methods are vulnerable to my absolute strength." Prince Ye looked coldly at the old man holding the sword.