The first thousand three hundred and sixty-five chapters war finished Yan ancestors
"You actually self-destructed the artifact. Hehe, it's a pity that you haven't practiced the human Buddhist secret method at all, otherwise..."
Patriarch Wanyan smiled sinisterly, and then turned his palm over. In his palm, there were two Najies, which belong to Gui Qingkuang and Huang Lao.
At the same time, in the small world.
The light curtain for observing the outside world had been formed again. Looking at Patriarch Wanyan who had turned around to leave after taking away the enemy's Najie, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he suddenly opened the passage to the small world and flew out.
Pang Yuxi's expression changed and she hurriedly chased him out, saying, "What are you going to do?!"
"What are you doing?" Ye Xuan glanced back at Pang Yuxi, then turned to look at Patriarch Wanyan, and sneered slightly, "Of course I'm beating up the drowned dog..."
Before he finished speaking, the aura on his body had already unfolded, without even the slightest trace of concealment...
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"Um?!"
Almost at the same time that Ye Xuan rushed out of the small world, Ancestor Wanyan suddenly turned around and looked over, his expression a bit horrified. There was nothing he could do about it. He was seriously injured now and it was difficult to maintain the composure that an immortal strong man should have.
"Peak of the Saint King Realm?" However, when he sensed the cultivation level of the person appearing, he felt relieved and a little stunned at the same time. But after half a breath, he realized that there was actually someone hiding aside and peeking. Now
Probably because he was seriously injured, he wanted to take advantage of others' danger and reap the benefits.
"You are really overestimating your capabilities!!" Patriarch Wanyan sneered secretly. Although he was seriously injured and his combat power was greatly reduced, he was not afraid of an ant in the Saint King realm. He waved his right hand slightly, stimulating a little of the Holy Spirit that had just recovered in his body.
With so much power, a secret skill that was enough to kill the Holy King Perfect was unleashed in an instant.
"Eh?!" However, when Ye Xuan approached and detected his aura clearly, Ancestor Wanyan suddenly became furious and shouted, "It's you?!"
And at this moment, Ye Xuan, who was still thousands of feet away from him, suddenly froze, and the power of his martial soul fluctuated violently. In the flash of black and white, a coffin that was ten feet long appeared in the sky...
There is no unnecessary temptation, once it is launched, it is the ultimate move!!
A black and white sword flew out and slashed away.
An aura of decay instantly enveloped Ancestor Wanyan, making Ancestor Wanyan's seriously injured body feel a sense of aging!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..." The black and white swords were as fast as lightning. Wherever they passed, the sea water separated into passages, and shot straight towards Wanyan Ancestor with a fierce force. He could be killed with swords at a glance.
Pierced, but just then...
A faint golden light lit up between Wanyan Ancestor's brows, and at the same time, the space in front of him suddenly twisted slightly, a golden light suddenly appeared, and a '*' mark appeared out of thin air, half a foot in size, like a shield.
Generally, it blocked the dozens of black and white soul swords that were shot at it!
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!" There was a harsh roar and impact, and Ye Xuan's powerful blow was completely blocked!
"This Buddhist magic skill again?!" Ye Xuan's face darkened.
His pupils shrank slightly, "This Buddhist combat skill is probably comparable to Fairy He Yue's Yin Yang Wuji Sword!"
Whether it is attack or defense, this '*' mark is extremely powerful.
Many thoughts flashed through Ye Xuan's mind in an instant. This blow was missed, but he had no chance to make up for the second blow, because the moment the '*' mark blocked the black and white swords, Wanyan Patriarch was
Pushing out with a palm, the golden light of the '*' mark shines brightly and floods towards Ye Xuan.
At this moment, Patriarch Wanyan's face was full of shock, anger and shock.
The horror in his heart was no less than that of Ye Xuan. He looked at the long box of martial arts in the sky with disbelief, and exclaimed: "Is that the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin!? How did you restore it to god level so quickly, and still do it?
Can you use this martial spirit!!??"
Patriarch Wanyan recognized the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin at a glance, and this confused him even more. He really couldn't figure out why Ye Xuan could recover this martial spirit so quickly and control it with ease.
but……
He actually dared to send it to him automatically, he was really asking for death...
Could it be that today is the day of my destiny?
After the moment of surprise, Patriarch Wanyan calmed down and looked at the golden light of Buddhism and Taoism flooding Ye Xuan's body, his eyes filled with greed.
The golden light produced by the '*' mark was so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye. At least Pang Yuxi, who was watching the battle from a distance, could not see its trajectory clearly, and saw the golden light drowning Ye Xuan's figure...
Pang Yuxi was immediately startled, but after a few breaths, the golden light of Buddhism and Taoism dissipated, only to find that Ye Xuan was still standing where he was, unscathed, but his face was slightly pale.
"What?!" Ancestor Wanyan was startled again by this scene, but before he could attack again, he saw Ye Xuan holding a wooden sword and raising his hand, and a black and white sword energy that was dozens of feet long
It came roaring.
"You're not even dead. It seems you do have some skills. Are you still a swordsman?!" Ancestor Wanyan's pupils shrank, but he didn't panic at all. He snorted and raised his hand to point at the word '*' in front of him.
The imprint rushed forward.
As long as you can kill the opponent and get another fragment of mixed reading, even if it costs your soul, it will be worth it. This is what Patriarch Wanyan thought in his heart. In fact, there is another reason that he himself does not want to admit, and that is
:This is the only way right now...
"Buzz..." After the '*' mark was shot, a large group of golden light shone out, making it like a flying meteor, and its speed was actually faster than the sword energy!
"Boom!!!" There was a loud noise, the '*' mark collided with the black and white sword energy, and the sea water in all directions violently churned. Ye Xuan was also shaken by the shock wave and could not help but fall back dozens of feet, and
When he looked intently, his face changed drastically. He saw that his sword energy, which was a must-have for the Heaven-Destroying Swordsmanship, was actually torn into pieces, and among the exploding sword energy, the '*' mark shot out like a bamboo!
Having just blocked the attack of the golden light of Buddhism, Ye Xuan's Eight Breaths of Immortality Law has been consumed, and even if this '*' mark only has residual power, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take it.
A look of hesitation flashed through his eyes, Ye Xuan gritted his teeth, and instantly raised his hand and shot out a silver light to greet him...
Upon closer inspection, there is actually an irregular piece of iron inside the silver light!?
"Fragments of Chaos!!" When Patriarch Wanyan saw the iron piece, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he panicked and printed seals with both hands, yelled angrily, grabbed his palms, and forcibly stopped.'*'
The momentum of the character mark stopped the '*' character light seal in the void.
"Pfft..." Ancestor Wanyan's face turned red and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. This forced withdrawal of his combat skills caused him to suffer considerable backlash.
"You are looking for death!" Ancestor Wanyan instantly caught the flying Chaos Fragments in his hands, but was extremely furious. Ye Xuan actually used Chaos Fragments and other treasures to meet his attack. Fortunately, he took advantage of it in time.