The realm of swords is a method that can only be used after understanding the way of swordsmanship.
But if one understands the meaning of the sword extremely profoundly, he can also manifest the illusory sword realm in advance.
Different from Xiu Luo's sword intent, the Wufeng sword intent is the sword intent that Ye Guchen is most familiar with.
So after understanding it, Ye Guchen could directly display the illusory sword realm.
But in front of him, what Ye Guchen was displaying was the sword domain of the Edgeless Sword Intent, the Gravity Sword Domain!
The illusory ancient sacred mountain is spinning in mid-air. As it rotates, waves of fluctuations spread out into fields, covering the surrounding mountains and forests.
In an instant, Holy Son Yan Xiao, Huo Meier, Lei Jiuming, including Kuishui Yinji, Shui Linglong and others not far away, all felt a huge pressure instantly as long as they were covered by this field.
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It was as if the ancient sacred mountain was pressing on their shoulders.
"Damn it, what is this!" Yan Xiao Shengzi, Huo Meier and others changed their colors one after another.
Although Ye Guchen had used similar methods just now, it was just a little stressful.
But now, within the Gravity Sword Domain, Yan Xiao Shengzi and others seemed to be carrying a huge mountain, and their movements were not as agile as before.
"This is..." The dragon girl in the Gravity Sword Domain showed surprise on her beautiful face. She found that she was not affected at all.
The gravity sword field released by Ye Guchen can naturally be controlled freely.
"If I truly transform the Wufeng Sword Intent into the Way of the Sword, I can directly control that ancient sacred mountain and suppress the enemies." Ye Guchen thought to himself.
However, Ye Guchen was very satisfied with the performance of Gravity Sword Domain.
Under the restrictions of the Gravity Sword Domain, Yan Xiao Shengzi and others were greatly oppressed and restrained.
The dragon girl's beautiful eyes showed a gleam of light, and she looked at Kuishui Yinji, Shui Linglong and others indifferently.
"Not good..." Kuishui Yinji and others' hearts sank slightly.
This gravity sword field was like a swamp, restricting their advantages in all aspects, but the dragon girl had no influence at all.
Under the circumstances, Dragon Girl naturally had the advantage.
Here, Yan Xiao Shengzi and Huo Meier, who had used totem manifestation methods, gritted their teeth and supported themselves in the gravity sword field.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ye Guchen's sword swept across and collided with the two totem spirits.
"How did his speed become so fast?" Holy Son Yan Xiao gritted his teeth.
"It's not that his speed has become faster, it's that our speed has become slower." Huo Meier was covered in sweat and her face was red.
In the Gravity Sword Domain, she felt as if she was carrying a huge mountain on her back, and every move she made was very difficult.
Unless they are barbarians who focus on physical cultivation.
If you were an ordinary warrior, it would consume a lot of physical strength.
Ye Guchen held the Xuanming heavy sword, which resonated with the void. The sword waves merged with the gravity sword field, leaving the two fire tribe saints and saints stretched thin and exhausted.
Bang!
After another collision, Holy Son Yan Xiao immediately vomited blood and fell back.
Because Huo Meier was a woman and her physical strength was slightly weaker, she was even more unbearable. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, she was actually pressed by the force of gravity and half-knelt on the ground.
"Lei Jiuming, aren't you going to take action?" Saint Son Yan Xiao roared angrily when he saw this.
Their barbarian saint sons have their own pride, which is also based on condescension.
Now they can't even save their lives, and they don't care about face at all.
When Lei Jiuming saw this, dark cold lightning flashed in his eyes.
He was also bound by the Gravity Sword Domain, but Lei Jiuming's physical strength, after being tempered by different thunders, was even a bit stronger than that of Saint Son Yan Xiao.
Therefore, although this gravity sword domain can restrain him, the restrictions it brings will be slightly weaker than those of Yan Xiao Shengzi and others.
"I didn't expect that you actually have such a method to create a realm, but even so, today I will use my secret technique to deprive you of the abnormal thunder in your body. At that time, like my brother, I will become a double abnormal thunder.
The peerless holy son." Lei Jiuming said with a hint of longing in his eyes.
"Oh?" Ye Guchen raised his eyebrows slightly.
Lei Jiuming must not have known that Ye Guchen did not possess only one kind of strange thunder, but two kinds.
And the two types of thunder can be fused.
This is something even his brother Lei Jiuyou can't do.
boom!
Lei Jiuming didn't say anything. His footsteps moved slightly, and then he made a thunderous roar. Accompanied by the flash of electric light, he quickly rushed towards Ye Guchen.
This is a movement technique of the Thunder Clan, the Thunder Step.
While rushing towards Ye Guchen, Lei Jiuming launched a brilliant lightning blade, which was also extremely sharp and shot out lightning.
"Oh, the speed is pretty good." Ye Guchen said calmly.
To be able to achieve such speed within the scope of the Gravity Sword Domain must mean that the level of the body skill is not low.
But Lei Jiuming himself frowned.
Thunder Step is the top movement technique of the Thunder Clan, and its speed is as fast as thunder. However, in this gravity sword field, the speed of Thunder Step is actually slowed down by more than 40%, which is already a great constraint.
Ye Guchen also used Shadow Step.
The figures of the two people intertwined, the Xuanming heavy sword collided with the lightning blade, and the sword energy and thunder spread in all directions.
The power of the thunder totem spread all over Lei Jiuming's body, and with every movement of his hands and feet, the void was electrified.
"Kill by thunder!"
Lei Jiuming stepped forward, his figure flashed, and the lightning blade shot out violent thunder, stabbing at the fatal part of Ye Guchen's temple.
Ye Guchen's sword was horizontally positioned, and he used the ultimate move of Daqian Swordsmanship, and he transformed into Daqian.
Countless sword energies soared into the sky, blocking Lei Jiuming's fierce attack.
The two collided one after another, and the fight was very fierce.
But because it was within the gravity field, Lei Jiuming's consumption was far greater than that of Ye Guchen.
"How can his sword realm last for such a long time?" Lei Jiuming said secretly in his heart, his eyes a little solemn.
Logically speaking, maintaining such a powerful sword realm consumes a lot of energy and soul power.
But how did he know that Ye Guchen's sea of energy and consciousness were far beyond those of people of the same realm.
Although the Gravity Sword Domain consumes a lot of energy, it is still difficult to exhaust Ye Guchen.
"In this case, we can't delay it for too long." Lei Jiuming calmed down and stopped delaying.
He held it empty-handed with one hand, activating the abnormal thunder in his body.
Suddenly, a violent jet-black thunder spread out from his arm, spreading like a spider web across the surrounding void.
"Well, this is the Nine Nether Black Magic Thunder." Ye Guchen thought to himself when he saw it.
The Nine Nether Black Demonic Thunder is not at the Mysterious Thunder level, but its power is very impressive, even more domineering than his Purple Lightning Netherworld Thunder.
Of course, the properties of the two types of lightning are also different.
Ye Guchen became interested and directly used the Purple Lightning Netherworld Thunder.
"Hmph, you are indeed pregnant with strange thunder, but in the end you still belong to me." Upon seeing this, Lei Jiuming's eyes revealed a trace of fiery meaning.
Strange thunder is very rare. Even in the Thunder Clan, not everyone can have it, let alone two kinds.
Therefore, Lei Jiuming was bound to win Ye Guchen's unusual thunder.
However, is that all?
There was a faint smile on Ye Guchen's lips.
Along with his urging, there was silver thunder again, cutting through the void and shaking the sky.
"This is..." Lei Jiuming choked on his words, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The eyes of Saint Yan Xiao and Huo Meier widened even more.
At this moment, the two of them look at each other, who is the Holy Son of the Thunder Clan?