Chapter five hundred and ninety-ninth kendo competition?
People with strong mental strength are very good at this aspect, and can often overwhelm many cultivators with the power of one person.
Wang Tuo's sonic-like mental attack was like this. Several times, the Shadow Clan's disciples were about to die when their orifices were filled with blood.
Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly closed. When he opened them again, dark sword shadows flew out from his brows and shot towards Wang Tuo.
"Not good!!" Wang Tuo suddenly felt an aura of destruction, and his soul trembled.
As the King of Mental Power, he could tell at a glance that Ye Xuan's mental power attack was absolutely terrifying, and he was afraid that he would not be able to block it.
The Soul-Calming Bell no longer released sound waves, but suddenly shed golden light, covering his body.
One after another, the Nightmare Fantasy Sword hit the golden light, and the entire golden light shrouded Ju Lie in a trembling voice.
"Poof!" Wang Tuo suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, inexplicably shocked.
At this moment, the Nightmare Fantasy Swords were still flying out from Ye Xuan's brows, and nearly a hundred of them were all striking at Wang Tuo.
At this time, Wang Tuo could barely resist the small mental swords. He could imagine that if all these small swords hit him, he would definitely die.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
When the Seventy Nightmare Fantasy Swords struck, the golden bell's light curtain shattered.
The remaining thirty attacked Wang Tuo at once.
"My life is at risk!!" Wang Tuo was horrified and desperate.
He really didn't expect that Ye Xuan's mental power was so strong and he could fire so many mental swords continuously.
Moreover, it is obvious that Ye Xuan not only has the ability to fight across levels in martial arts, but also has the terrifying ability to fight across levels in terms of spiritual cultivation!
Originally, Wang Tuo was seen displaying his great power before, but his defense was broken in the blink of an eye, and many warriors also exclaimed in surprise.
However, just when Wang Tuo thought he was certain to die, thirty small swords suddenly stopped in front of him.
Wang Tuo's face was covered in cold sweat and he looked pale at the group of small swords floating in front of him, not daring to make the slightest move.
"You lost." Ye Xuan's voice came from the other side.
Wang Tuo was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe and said, "I lost!"
As Ye Xuan waved his hand, those small black sword shadows flew back and disappeared into the center of his eyebrows again.
Wang Tuo smiled bitterly, and then bowed his hands, "Wang admires Mr. Ye for being able to cultivate such powerful spiritual power at such a young age. Today's siege of the Sun and Moon Palace has nothing to do with Wang!"
After Wang Tuo finished speaking, he flew away and flew away with his two apprentices.
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect Wang Tuo to leave without saying a word.
Only some people who are familiar with Wang Tuo know that Wang Tuo has always prided himself on his own spiritual power, but was defeated by Ye Xuan in public. How can he remain here?
Defeating Wang Tuo, Ye Xuan didn't have much emotion. If we really talk about his spiritual attainments, he was far inferior to Wang Tuo. The reason why he was able to defeat Wang Tuo was entirely because he only mastered one kind of murder weapon, Tian
Nightmare Sword!
As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten societies. He doesn't know much about spiritual cultivation, he only knows how to kill people.
But Wang Tuo is different. He knows too much, whether it is cultivation experience, illusions or spiritual formations.
Wang Tuo is already at the master level in spiritual papermaking, but Ye Xuan is only a minor success at best.
Therefore, Ye Xuan did not underestimate Wang Tuo, the king of spiritual power.
He didn't feel complacent at all, he just said calmly, "Who else wants to compete."
Ye Xuan knew the situation himself, but others didn't.
Seeing Ye Xuan defeat Wang Tuo, many warriors couldn't help but take a breath.
"He is actually a cultivator of both divine and martial arts, so strong!"
"My dear, how old is he this year? Did he start practicing from his mother's womb? You must know that the concentration of spiritual power is slower than the true essence of martial arts."
"It seems that his martial spirit should be more spiritual!"
Some young martial arts cultivators exclaimed, "His martial spirit should be at least heaven-level, otherwise how could he have cultivated to such an extent at such an age."
Some old warriors with vicious eyes snorted, "You see, when he fights with others, he shows no signs of panic. He is extremely calm from beginning to end. It is obvious that he has experienced countless life and death battles before he has the character he has today."
,Although talent is important, it does not exceed the sweat and effort of others..."
Some old men teach their disciples that talent is important, but it is just innateness, without the efforts of the day after tomorrow, it is in vain.
Many disciples who had been a little disdainful before suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. After listening to the elders' words, they discovered that although this man named Ye Xuan was almost the same age as them, he was still extremely strong despite the pressure from countless warriors from all directions.
Calm, even when fighting, it is terrifying to be calm.
Many young martial arts cultivators couldn't help but think about what would happen if they were put into Ye Xuan's position, faced with warriors from all directions, and faced with such a dangerous situation.
The conclusion is that they are most likely nervous, trembling, scared, or even kneeling!
"What on earth has he experienced to be so calm and steady?" Many young martial arts cultivators couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
How could they know how many life and death crises Ye Xuan had experienced.
Zhao Jing was extremely shocked at this time and murmured, "Shenwu dual cultivation? Strong! Too strong!"
Zhao Jing thought that she had ridiculed Ye Xuan not long ago, but she did not expect that she was the frog in the well.
Many saints and saints looked extremely ugly. I believe that after this battle, the name Ye Xuan will become a well-known name throughout the Northern Territory.
How could these pretentious saints and saints accept this? It wouldn't matter if they were from the older generation, but Ye Xuan was from their generation.
"I was lucky enough to win the previous battle. I don't know what the next one will be. Who wants to give me some advice?" Ye Xuan saw everyone talking and spoke again.
Many people looked at each other.
At first, some of the young and energetic disciples who felt unconvinced about their fighting prowess wanted to step forward, but seeing the mental strength competition between Ye Xuan and Wang Tuo, all of them suddenly became silent and did not dare to go on stage.
And some older warriors weighed their own fighting power against Ye Xuan. If they won, it would be easy to say, but if they lost, they would become a laughing stock. They were the senior masters, but they were chopped off by a boy with no hair.
?If you can’t go out in the future, how can you gain a foothold in the circle of martial arts friends? How can you educate your apprentices?
In fact, among these tens of thousands of people, there are indeed many powerful people, but they maintain their own identities and have not taken action before.
And those female cultivators who died tragically in the Sun and Moon Palace were all killed by the Ghost Palace and the Mo Luo Sect.
At this moment, a man wearing a golden robe flew onto the battlefield.
It is Jin Lieyang who has not been born in Yunjian for more than ten years.
He looked at Ye Xuan with a smile and said, "I see that you also have sword intent. How about we compete in a sword fight this time?"
Jin Lieyang's intention was very obvious. He wanted to compete with Ye Xuan in swordsmanship in this match.