If it is really Zuo Chen who fights, then that's it!
He could even admit that he was temporarily unable to compare with Zuo Chen. After all, if Zuo Chen had not died, he was probably an ancestor-level expert who had successfully overcome the calamity.
But now, if a strong person of the same generation walks out at random, he can be severely injured?
Although this was not a direct confrontation, but a backlash caused by the shattering of the beast-controlling sky seal, Ye Wushuang still found it difficult to accept it.
It seems that he did not come to forcefully shock the Immortal Martial Palace, but came to humiliate himself.
"What's your name?" Ye Wushuang stared at the sword in front of him.
Jian Mieshi's eyes were calm, and he ignored Ye Wushuang, but continued to take action. He made a move, and the eighty-one heavenly swords that had just shattered the beast-controlling heavenly seal in the nine days gathered together at the same time.
At this time, they merged into one body and produced huge changes, forming the strongest central heavenly sword.
This sword locked onto Ye Wushuang and killed him instantly.
As the sword passed by, Ye Wushuang could not avoid it. His energy and blood exploded, and he still punched, facing him head-on with a domineering blow.
But the moment the two forces collided, Ye Wushuang screamed, and his right arm was cut off by the sword energy. Blood splashed down, and he stumbled back for more than ten steps.
Jian Mieshi has been silent for many years, but after all he is extremely terrifying. He is like the incarnation of the sword, and his attainments in the field of swordsmanship have reached a level that even left Zuo Chen amazed. With this strike, he could actually chop off one of Ye Wushuang's arms.
"If Zuo Chen is not here, you will be nothing but ants after all."
"After the Battle of the Sun God Realm, the Qiankun Realm will be destroyed." Ye Wushuang spoke sharply, and his body turned into a stream of light and disappeared directly into the depths of the sky.
With all the combat power released, Ye Wushuang was confident of defeating Jian Mieshi, but at this moment he did not dare to fight. Let alone whether there would be any accidents after the return of the Sixth Patriarch, even if it was because of the face of his father Ye Emperor, he would not be willing to fight.
He will kill him, but if his combat power is completely released, he will definitely suffer some trauma after the peak battle.
At that time, it will affect the next major events. He will lay down a vast area and many resources for his Taixuan Realm and the Ye Clan in the Battle of the Sun God Realm.
Coming to Immortal Zhenwu Palace today is a huge shame for him, and he will not forget this debt.
Zuo Chen didn't show up, so he seemed to be really dead, but he didn't expect that besides the Sixth Patriarch, there would be other people in the Immortal Zhenwu Palace who were so difficult to deal with.
"Let you go?" Jian Mieshi said coldly.
He stamped his feet on the ground and used his strength to fly against the sky, turning into a rapid stream of light. He and his sword merged into one and slashed directly into the void.
In the depths of the Nine Heavens, an invisible rune energy blocked the way forward and blocked Ye Wushuang's body. At the same time, Jian Mieshi also pursued and killed Ye Wushuang with a sword blast on his back.
The junior Ye Wushuang was cut open with a long wound, and the sword energy entered through the wound, constantly eroding his limbs and bones.
When Huo Wuming and the others took action, they would take the overall situation into consideration and be wary. Otherwise, Huo Wuming would have already triggered countless killing formations in the Immortal Zhenwu Palace to launch the ultimate suppression of Ye Wushuang.
But Jian Mieshi did not care about the consequences when he took action. The way he followed the path of swordsmanship was to move forward without fear. No matter who you are, the son of Emperor Ye, no matter how young you are, you will kill them all.
Ye Wushuang's condition is extremely miserable. The sword energy is eroding everything about him, making it impossible for him to mobilize all his combat power. What's even more terrifying is that at this moment, the power of the formation blocks the way forward. He cannot leave and is still being suppressed.
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At this moment, it became difficult for him to unlock all his combat power.
"Who dares to touch me?" Ye Wushuang roared.
Jian Mieshi still didn't speak, but the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of disdain.
His sword energy disrupted the sky, and he struck again, slashing upwards with one sword, locking onto Ye Wushuang again.
For the Immortal Zhenwu Palace, Sword Destroyer may not have much reliance, but after all, he is now practicing in this land. Seeing outsiders being arrogant and domineering, he can no longer get used to the character of Sword Destroyer, and he wants to take action.
So what if you are the son of Emperor Ye? If your peers are fighting, even if you die, will Emperor Ye still have the nerve to stand up?
Another sword attack came, and Ye Wushuang's body was directly penetrated. The sword energy made him feel the threat of death, and he showed a faint look of fear. He unexpectedly found that Jian Mieshi really wanted to kill him and had no strength left to strike.
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"Immortal demon blood cannot be destroyed or established!"
Ye Wushuang gritted his teeth and spoke. He paid some price to fully activate his bloodline.
The blood all over his body exploded, and all kinds of secret powers hidden deep in the bloodline continued to explode at this time, and the whole person's energy and spirit immediately experienced essential changes.
He descended from the void and slapped him down with a slap. The extremely terrifying blow directly wiped out all the sword energy that Jian Mieshi had reproduced on the spot. The next moment, a palm appeared on Jian Mieshi's head.
Bang!!!
The void exploded, and Jian Mieshi's body was knocked down by Ye Wushuang's blow.
"You deserve to die." Ye Wushuang was completely angry.
No matter what the future holds, his father Ye Di is extremely capable, and he will definitely be able to help him solve future troubles in the future. At this time, Ye Wushuang forcibly unlocked his own fighting power, intending to use the Suppressing Sword to destroy the world.
He didn't want to bear this kind of humiliation anymore.
"Who are you? You also want to kill me. Ye Wushuang is just a so-called genius in the field of swordsmanship. The gap between you and me is as big as heaven and earth." Ye Wushuang roared and stepped down into the void. His long hair trembled, and a stream of energy and blood flowed through him.
Spurting out, the whole person's energy and spirit exploded, with an invincible aura that suppressed the world.
He didn't get his name from his father, it was gained through fighting step by step.
"roll!"
A cold voice came from the central hall of the Immortal Zhenwu Palace.
At the same time, a big hand reaching into the sky came from across the sky, as if traveling from the depths of distant time and space, penetrating through the changes of time and space and arriving here.
This arm appears, accompanied by a supreme energy, which instantly occupies this space and overwhelms everything.
Ye Wushuang, who had just unlocked his own combat power but had not yet completely exploded, was directly blown away by this arm. He screamed and fell into the depths of the earth not far away.
Phew...!
Ye Wushuang's blood spurted out, and the energy and blood that had just condensed were shattered to the ground.
At this time, he looked up at the sky and saw the arm descending again.
"Father, save me." Ye Wushuang shouted.
A talisman appeared in his hand and exploded immediately.
Rays of purple light, like the innate purple energy condensed, turned into an invisible field, wrapping Ye Wushuang in the center.
The second blow from the sky-reaching arm came, even though it was extremely powerful, but it still failed to break through the field and was unable to suppress Ye Wushuang again.
Purple light multiplied, and a tall figure emerged from it. It was a middle-aged man, wearing a purple and gold war robe, like an atheistic king, standing alone with his hands behind his back, looking down at the world, overlooking the eight wastelands and Liuhe.
It was just an incarnation of the void, but it was so high that it made people tremble. It had given many disciples of the Immortal Zhenwu Palace the urge to kneel down and worship on the spot.
"Ye Emperor!" Zuo Chen spit out two words in the Immortal Zhenwu Palace. (To be continued)