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Just when everyone was showing fear at Old Man Wuji's sword...
suddenly!
Ye Xuan's figure rose from the top of the mountain like a cannonball, and punched the golden flying sword.
'Bang!'
The golden war sword shattered suddenly, turning into countless fragments and falling down.
The power of this punch is so powerful!
‘Wow~~~’
Old Man Wuji spit out a mouthful of blood. The 'Xuantian Demon-Slaying Sword' was his natal weapon. Now, the natal weapon was shattered by someone's punch, as if a knife was struck in his brain.
His soul was greatly damaged.
"This is impossible, his fist is actually harder than the top-level holy weapon!!??"
Old Man Wuji was extremely shocked and once again realized the horror of Ye Xuan's body.
At the same time, Ye Xuan's movement skills unfolded and he appeared in front of an intermediate holy king in an instant. Before the other party could resist, an iron fist hit the lower abdomen of the holy king who had previously shouted to kill him.
'boom'
The flesh and blood all over the middle-level holy king suddenly exploded into a rain of blood. He was killed by Ye Xuanzhen without even letting out a scream!
"Boy, are you finished?"
An angry shout came from behind.
Ye Xuan felt a warning sign in his heart, time accelerated, and his body quickly slid ten feet to one side.
A thick blue sword energy whizzed past the place where he was just now like a horse. The sword energy surged and made the surrounding void buzz.
Compared to Old Man Wuji's sword, this green sword energy was even more powerful.
Ye Xuan frowned involuntarily and turned around to look, only to see an old man in the distance looking at him with a gloomy face. He looked about sixty years old, with a small black beard, a ferocious expression, cold eyes, and a green light flashing in his hand.
Obviously, the cyan sword energy just now came from his hand.
At the same time, behind him, another old man with a square face and a long beard stepped forward, his whole body filled with holy power.
These two old men clearly have the cultivation of the ninth level of the Saint King Realm!
The next moment, the old man with a small black beard flashed a green light in his hand and fired a wind blade that was as big as a pot lid.
The old man with a square face and a long beard opened his mouth, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl came out of his mouth, and struck Ye Xuan's head.
One of these two people is of the wind element, and the other is of the thunder element. They are both at the middle stage of the Nine Heavens. The combat skills they unleash are astonishingly powerful, almost equivalent to a full blow from an ordinary high-level holy king.
but……
Ye Xuan suddenly sneered, something weird happened.
The wind blade and lightning only flew a distance of less than ten feet before they strangely deviated from their direction, flew diagonally to the side, and hit the mountain wall nearby, making two loud noises.
The faces of the two old men suddenly showed expressions of extreme horror. They could never imagine that the attacks they launched would not obey their own commands. What on earth was going on.
I'm afraid this won't happen even to a Qi Condensation Realm disciple who has just learned combat skills.
"It's that dark whirlpool in the sky, it disrupts attacks!?"
Just when the two old men were extremely shocked, their silhouettes flickered. Ye Xuan had already arrived in front of them. He opened his hands. The 'Secret Python Gloves' that had been put on both hands were like poisonous snakes spitting messages, and he thrust forward like lightning.
.
‘Bo. Bo.’
Two soft sounds.
The protective holy light shields on the two old men were pierced, and the more than ten-inch-long spikes on the gloves were inserted directly into their hearts.
Two shrill screams were heard, shocking! Two great martial arts cultivators of the ninth level of the Saint King Realm. They were such a respectable existence at ordinary times. But in front of everyone's sight, they were killed by Ye Xuan.
Devour!
The black vortex in the sky was roaring and spinning, and the blood, holy source and life essence of the two great martial cultivators of the ninth level of the Holy King Realm were swallowed up by the black vortex like a whale sucking water.
When everyone saw this scene, they all looked at the dark whirlpool in shock.
Even Wei Wuya, Han Qingsha and other powerful people showed their shock.
"What kind of soul skill is this? Why is it so weird!?" Wei Wuya's face was shocked and solemn, with a faint fear in his eyes.
Han Qingsha's pretty face turned pale, "I have never heard of this kind of soul skill!"
"Damn it! We were too seriously injured when we broke through the level before. This soul skill can just restrain us who were injured!!" The mysterious man in black robes was shocked and angry.
Although these strong men have great combat power, as the men in black robes said, they were too seriously injured when they broke through the barrier before. Now, facing the dark mysterious vortex in the sky that blocks out the sun, it is quite difficult for them to suppress their injuries.
At this moment, Ye Xuan, who had devoured two old men at the ninth level of the Saint King Realm, finally understood his current combat power.
"So what if you lock the space? When I advanced to the Great Sage Realm, I was the first person in the Great Sage Realm. Now that I have reached the Saint King Realm, I am also an invincible existence in the Saint King Realm. If you and others cannot reach half a step of invincibility,
If you destroy the Holy Realm, you can... die."
With an extremely cold voice, Ye Xuan stood proudly, his slender figure floating in the air, and glanced at everyone with cold contempt.
The mark of the God of War appeared between his eyebrows, his long black hair fluttered on the back of his head, and his eyes showed ruthlessness, as if he was a demon god, standing between heaven and earth.
At this moment, the aura exuding from Ye Xuan's body hit the hearts of every martial arts cultivator present like a huge wave of an angry sea. This was a kind of trembling from the soul, as if at this moment, Ye Xuan in front of the cultivators transformed into a prehistoric person.
Behemoth.
Waves of fluctuations from the souls caused the divine seas of the people present to stir up big waves, and even showed signs of shattering. The rolling waves were like countless thunders exploding in their divine palaces at the same time.
Wei Wuya, Han Qingsha, Old Man Wuji and other powerful people were already injured. They were affected by the soul-devouring skill before and were suppressed by force. At this moment, huge waves were set off in the divine sea, and cracks appeared in the divine palace.
Their noses spurted blood and they all took a few steps back.
"Is that the Martial God Seal!? I suddenly thought of a legend. It is said that a martial artist with the Martial God Seal is invincible under the Martial God realm! Is this true!!??"
The mysterious black-robed man suddenly thought of a record he had read about the Imprint of the God of War. His expression suddenly changed, and his mind was shaken. The electric grid in his hand snapped a few times, and he was involuntarily shattered. His face was filled with shock, and he took a few steps back.
, suddenly turned into a rainbow and flew away instantly.
Looking at the strong men again, their expressions changed instantly.
Wei Wuya felt the powerful impact of the Martial God's Seal, the oppression on his soul, and the strange dark whirlpool in the sky, and then saw the man in black robes fleeing without hesitation.
He gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Let's leave first!"
In an instant, he and Han Qingsha, fellow disciples, also fled away.
"Let's go!" At the same moment, many other martial arts cultivators also turned into rainbows and dispersed in all directions.