"Come again." Ye Sheng roared, his momentum rising.
With the Holy Martial Armor on his body and all kinds of swords in the world in his hand, Ye Sheng was completely unafraid of attacks, one sword after another.
The sword divides yin and yang, the sword establishes life and death, and the sword penetrates the world.
Ye Sheng wields his reincarnation sword skill freely, like a master. Every time he strikes with a sword, he seems to be able to clearly distinguish between life and death in the world.
He Yan looked grim and said: "It's really not easy to kill you. Your cultivation is very weak, but your body is weird and your strength is scary. You are wearing armor and holding a sword. You can resist my attack. It really impresses me."
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Ye Sheng's sword fell, crossed He Yan's neck, and cut open his body.
But this was just a shadow, Ye Sheng's backhand was a sword.
Sonorous!
He Yan appeared behind him, holding the holy sword in his hand. This was also a magic weapon. He could compete with all kinds of swords in the world several times without falling behind. He must be of a very high grade.
But it's just very high.
The Hundred Forms Sword in the World is a magic weapon that gives birth to spiritual intelligence. It is usually in a deep sleep. Now it was activated by Ye Sheng. When he saw that he could not suppress a small holy sword, he was immediately furious.
The various swords in the world suddenly bloomed with a halo of more than ten meters long, and hit it hard, driving Ye Sheng's power to hit the holy sword.
Sonorous!
This time it was a loud noise, like thunder, which resounded throughout the grassland. Kunyu's body trembled and he immediately fell to his knees.
This is also the roar of the magic weapon, the tyranny of all kinds of swords in the world, suppressing all momentum, and the whine, trembling, and tenacious resistance of the holy sword.
He Yan's expression changed and he said angrily: "You actually want to destroy my magic weapon. It's simply unreasonable."
With his hand, the sky was covered with great darkness, and the black clouds covered the sky and blocked out the sun.
Rumble!
Ye Sheng's eyes bloomed with cold light, and he roared: "The Netherworld River!"
This long river is mighty and turbulent, and Ye Sheng stands in it, like a god, overlooking the devil He Yan.
Suppression!
The long river of Netherworld directly suppressed the Great Dark Sky, unable to make big waves at all.
"You actually know all the secret techniques of the Reincarnation Sect?" He Yan's face changed drastically, his hair flew like a madman, and he performed a very rare technique.
Great crazy magic!
Like a madman, every punch stirred up the void and brought up bursts of thunder and lightning. In an instant, thousands of thunders fell, splitting Ye Sheng into pieces.
Ye Sheng roared: "Reincarnation Seal!"
When he turned his palm, there was a big seal, and he smashed it out hard.
The power of the two reincarnation seals was condensed and completely exploded at this moment.
when!
Ye Sheng's reincarnation seal struck out, like striking iron, and hit He Yan, knocking him to the ground, and blood marks appeared on his body.
"Like I said, I am growing all the time, and you have already reached the top. Your potential is as high as mine. You can't resist my attack." Ye Sheng's expression became cold, and he had already put He He
Yan's moves are clear and he knows how to defeat his opponent. The Big Crazy Demon Kung Fu is completely restrained by the Samsara Seal. He is like a trapped animal and can only do futile efforts.
"Do you think you can shake my Taoist heart with just a few words?" He Yan sneered, disdainfully.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled more and more cruelly, jumped up, and attacked Ye Sheng with crazy punches in mid-air.
"Yes or no, you know it in your heart, why should you lie to yourself." Ye Sheng said lightly, his face was cold, but he didn't know how to be affectionate, and he and He Yan had no affection to talk to.
Bang bang bang bang!
Ye Sheng and He Yan touched each other for an instant, separated immediately, and then attacked again and separated quickly. In this way, in just one minute, they fought three hundred times.
Ye Sheng could not win all these three hundred times. He was also injured, with marks all over his body, and blood flowing out of his nose, corners of his mouth, and ears.
But he still won.
"It's over now. I've learned enough. You have no value to me anymore." Ye Sheng shouted, staring at the crazy He Yan with a cold look, and then slapped him hard.
Rumble!
He Yan was slapped to the ground hard by Ye Sheng, with two reincarnation seals, and they were smashed on the grassland, unable to move.
Deep marks appeared on the grassland, and a figure was in it, unable to move, with the seal of reincarnation still pressed on it.
Ye Sheng covered his chest, coughed and fell down. He looked at He Yan and said, "It's over, you've lost."
"No, there is no way I can lose to you." He Yan didn't believe it, he looked arrogant, his eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled.
"Where is the Holy Sword!" He Yan looked up to the sky and shouted.
Ye Sheng watched quietly, then turned his eyes to the sky.
Click!
A crisp sound resounded across the grassland.
He Yan's face froze, and an abnormal flush came up. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body instantly became sluggish.
Ye Sheng watched silently.
The holy sword was smashed into pieces by all kinds of swords in the world.
Just now, the Holy Sword was broken, shattered into more than a dozen pieces, and fell to the ground, becoming a pile of scrap metal.
The charm dissipates and is no longer the same.
At the same time, He Yan was mentally damaged and vomited blood.
The holy sword was the magic weapon that he was nourished by, but it was broken like this.
He suddenly stared at Ye Sheng, with devouring hatred in his eyes: "You will die, kill me, and the world will definitely kill you on the grassland."
Ye Sheng chuckled: "That's just right. I just need pressure. This world is just right."
"The power in the world is beyond your imagination." He Yan smiled cruelly, a little scary.
Ye Sheng knelt down and said, "Actually, my terror is beyond your imagination."
Ye Sheng's greatest fear is not his cultivation, the holy armor, the various swords in the world, the secret codes of the Reincarnation Sect, and the ten Taoist laws.
It’s about the speed of practice.
Ye Sheng has been cultivating so far and has made every effort, surpassing half a year, but there is still some time left before one year.
He broke through the second level of innateness and defeated He Yan, who was at the tenth level of innateness.
If word spreads out at this speed, the world will be in an uproar.
Absolutely no one can match Ye Sheng's speed.
The human world may be scary, but in Ye Sheng's eyes, the human world is not as scary as him.
The person who trusts Ye Sheng the most in this world is Ye Sheng himself.
"You will definitely die miserably. I will wait for you in the eighteenth level of hell." He Yan roared, knowing that he was dead, he did not beg for mercy.
He Yan has killed many people, and he knows whether the combination of his eyes, demeanor, movements, tone, etc. when he kills someone truly shows the intention to kill.
He looked at Ye Sheng and immediately understood that he would not survive.
There is no use begging for mercy.
"Then you wait for me slowly in hell. Maybe one day when I go to hell as a guest, I will think of you." Ye Sheng smiled coldly, and then stretched out his hand.
Clang!
The various swords in the world flew back and landed in Ye Sheng's hand.
Phew!
Ye Sheng raised his hand and waved his sword, blood spurted out, and a human head flew out.
He Yan, death.
Ye Sheng suddenly stabbed his body weakly with his sword, looked at Kun Yu, and said, "Come here and help me get into the carriage to rest."