When Ye Xuan used his palm to kill the two women, Wu Jinhuan roared and once again broke through the confinement of space. He turned around suddenly and took action. His movements were as fast as lightning. A short sword flashed out from his sleeve and stabbed directly at Ye Xuan's hand.
Ajna.
As an evil cultivator who traveled among flowers, Wu Jinhuan was very scheming and always kept a short sword hidden in his sleeve. He also used this sword to kill some enemies who wanted to kill him and people on his bed.
prey.
If you don't draw your sword, then you will use it. Once you draw your sword, you will be murderous.
This sword will definitely take Ye Xuan's life!
Just when the dagger stabbed in front of Ye Xuan, suddenly, the space was distorted, and the tip of the sword actually scratched the right side of Ye Xuan's cheek, and a trace of blood appeared on his face.
"What!?"
Wu Jinhuan's eyes widened, this space technique was too mysterious, and he was about to retreat violently, but Ye Xuan hit him in the chest first.
With Ye Xuan's increased combat power, one palm could crush several square meters of pig iron.
"Bang!"
A burst of red light appeared on Wu Jinhuan's body. Ye Xuan's palm hit the red light, forming a circle of ripples in space.
"Huh? He actually blocked it?"
Ye Xuan didn't give Wu Jinhuan a chance to breathe. The real energy in his body surged wildly in the meridians of his arms. He turned his palm into a fist and punched Wu Jinhuan in the heart.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
He punched very fast, hitting nine punches in a row.
Every punch caused a large mouthful of blood to spurt out from Wu Jinhuan's mouth.
When Ye Xuan threw his last punch, Wu Jinhuan was sent flying straight away.
But the red light on his body was quite strange, and it never went out, blocking most of the attacks for him.
Ye Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the red light on Wu Jinhuan's body, and there was a faint Buddhist sound, and he felt a sense of déjà vu. His heart moved, and he thought of Qiu Qianguang.
"Master, kill him quickly, my blessing power is about to reach its limit!" The voice of the purple spirit sounded in Ye Xuan's mind.
Ye Xuan nodded slightly. Zi Ling had said before that the time he could borrow power was not unlimited, it was only about five minutes.
Once the five minutes are up, he can no longer borrow power and his combat power returns to his original martial arts state.
At this moment, Wu Jinhuan, who was sent flying a hundred feet away, his mind roared and his body trembled.
Although Ye Xuan did not break through his body defense, the aftermath of the shock shattered his internal organs, a crack appeared in his heart, and many of the meridians throughout his body were shattered.
This is the powerful body of his Dzogchen in the Martial King Realm. If it were in the True Spirit Realm, he would die instantly!
Crush!
As the young master of the He/Huan sect, Wu Jinhuan has often crushed others, humiliated other people's partners, and even had a trace of the family's wealth, but he never thought that he would be crushed by others!
At the moment when Wu Jinhuan's body was shaking and his expression was horrified, Ye Xuan took a step forward. A ripple appeared in the space, and his figure disappeared. Wu Jinhuan's face was pale, his mouth was bleeding, and his eyes showed unprecedented fear.
"Friend... I have... something to say..." As soon as Wu Jinhuan said the words, Ye Xuan's figure appeared behind him and slapped him on the head. There was a bang in Wu Jinhuan's mind and blood spurted out. At this moment, he was seriously injured.
He was unable to break through Ye Xuan's spatial imprisonment. Although he was protected by Baoguang, a gap was broken in his skull!
"No!" Wu Jinhuan heard this crack in his skull, which made despair appear in Wu Jinhuan's eyes. When Wu Jinhuan was struggling wildly and trembling, Ye Xuan took another slap.
Bang! The roaring sound in Wu Jinhuan's mind was earth-shattering, his orifices were bleeding, and it was as if his soul was cracking!
He looked up to the sky and screamed, with resentment in his eyes, but gradually the look in his eyes disappeared, and the red light on his body disappeared in a flash.
Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and he struck out with a palm again, hitting Wu Jinhuan who had lost all vitality, shattering his whole body into pieces and turning into flesh and blood, but not a single splash touched him or the unconscious Xuan Yue in his arms.
On the body.
And where Wu Jinhuan's body collapsed, a pink ball was revealed, floating in the void.
Ye Xuan let out a breath. At this moment, he felt that the borrowed power in his body quickly faded away.
With one shot of his hand, he picked up the round bead and held it in his hand.
However, after acquiring this bead, the original pink color gradually faded away and was replaced by an extremely rich black color.
Looking at it carefully, I saw that this bead was the size of a dragon's eye, crystal clear and round, neither stone nor jade nor iron. I don't know what kind of material it was made of. There was a hint of solemn Buddhist chanting faintly lingering in it.
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"It's actually another spiritual weapon refined from Buddhist relics?" Ye Xuan murmured strangely. The borrowed power in his body completely disappeared. His body could no longer stand in the void and slowly fell towards the mountains and forests below.
What surprised him was that Wu Jinhuan, like Qiu Qianguang, the elder of Qingyun Valley, also used a Buddhist relic to refine his own spiritual weapon.
You must know that this kind of natal spiritual weapon refined from relics has no offensive ability. Although its defensive power is extraordinary, using it as a natal spiritual weapon is only for its defensive power, which is not worth the gain.
Ye Xuan hugged Xuan Yue's figure and landed on the ground full of leaves. He carefully looked at the relic in his hand and thought to himself: Does it have other abilities besides releasing defensive power?
After Ye Xuan got Qiu Qianguang's relics, he didn't spend much time studying them. He planned to wait until later to study these two beads.
In his opinion, Qiu Qianguang may not have had many resources to refine the natal spiritual weapon at the beginning, so he chose this relic which only has defensive power and is somewhat useless. However, as the young master of the He/Huan Sect, Wu Jinhuan must be worth a lot.
It is impossible to lose resources for refining spiritual weapons.
As the young sect leader of Wu Jinhuan, he regards this Buddhist relic as his destiny weapon, so there must be other reasons.
Thinking of Wu Jinhuan's net worth, Ye Xuan was so moved that he even forgot to collect the young sect leader's storage utensils.
The mental power unfolded and swept through the surrounding mountains and forests. After a while, Ye Xuan found a golden ring somewhere in the dense forest, which belonged to Wu Jinhuan!
Ye Xuan collected the relics and walked towards Najie. He was quite excited. He had just used the power of Zi Ling to feel the battle process of a strong man.
"Zi Ling, how often can I borrow your power?" Ye Xuan walked to Najie, picked up Najie, and asked at the same time.
"Master, do you feel that there is a hint of darkness in the true spirit crystals in the Dan Sea? It is infected by my demonic power. According to my estimation, it will take at least ten days to completely eliminate this shadow.
That is to say, the next time the master borrows power will be about ten days later. Otherwise, if the evil energy accumulates too much, the master will probably be infected and become a purple-haired person who is neither human nor demon."