Ye Chen looked over and said with a smile: "Young master, since I dare to come back openly, I will naturally come to see you off!"
"Ha, just you?"
Wu Zhan laughed wildly and said: "If you had the ability to confront me head-on, why would you have fled like a bereaved dog just now?"
"I just ran out of spiritual power. Otherwise, you, a person who has just stepped into the quasi-emperor realm, to be honest, you haven't been taken seriously by me yet!"
Ye Chen is holding a three-meter-long regicide sword, floating in the void, looking fiercely fighting.
"Regicide Sword?"
After the initial disdain, Wu Zhankuang seemed to have discovered something, staring at the giant sword in Ye Chen's hand, "The Regicide Sword that Emperor Haoran stole from the Abyss of Sin actually fell into your hands?"
"good!"
Ye Chen nodded, "Now, do you know where my confidence comes from?"
The true combat power of a warrior generally requires a combination of multiple factors.
1. Spiritual power and purity.
Second, the completeness of the martial arts and combat skills.
Three, the level of the weapon.
As long as you have advantages in these three aspects, leapfrog combat will be easy.
"You are quite confident, but there is a cruel fact that I still have to tell you!"
Wu Zhankuang snorted coldly: "Even if you are holding the Regicide Sword and your cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Emperor, there seems to be only a thin line between the Emperor and the Quasi-Emperor, but in fact it is a world of difference!"
"Perhaps when you are at the emperor level, you can fight beyond the level, but facing me, you have no chance of winning at all!"
"in addition……"
Taking one last look at the Regicide Sword, Wu Zhankuang added: "So, when you come back, not only can you not save anyone, but you will only come back to give away people's heads, plus treasures such as the Regicide Sword to me!"
"It's true that you covet treasures, but I'm afraid you won't have the life to enjoy them!"
Ye Chen was too lazy to say anything more. He raised his regicide sword and slashed twice at Wu Zhan Kuang repeatedly.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
It seemed that the two swords were slashing forward and backward, but the sword energy crossed together, forming a "ten" shaped sword energy, and shot towards Wu Zhan.
"Hmph, with such strength, you still want to do everything in front of me... ah?
this……"
The contemptuous words were only halfway spoken when they turned into an exclamation.
Because when the cross sword energy struck close to him, not only did the speed suddenly increase, but the momentum also increased tenfold in an instant, making him feel like a ray of light on his back.
And to make him feel this way is enough to show that his life has been seriously threatened.
"Spiritual shield, activate!"
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he instantly shook a palm in front of him, and the spiritual power that came out of his palm instantly turned into a translucent shield to block him.
"when!"
The cross sword energy struck violently, and the originally thick shield was shattered inch by inch.
Although the cross sword light was also blocked and flew away, the mere fact that the spiritual shield was shattered was enough to make the martial arts maniac turn pale with shock.
"How come your boy is so strong?"
He exclaimed in disbelief as he staggered back.
"Now, do you still think that your quasi-emperor realm is amazing?"
Ye Chen smiled and swung the Regicide Sword at Wu Zhankuang from a distance again. The cross sword energy that had been deflected just now turned around in the distance and struck Wu Zhankuang back.
"Is there such a thing?"
Wu Zhankuang was furious, "I don't believe I can't destroy you!"
As he spoke, his arms shook, and there was a "clang, clang, clang" sound of metal hitting. His arms instantly turned silver-white, and the surface was covered with metallic luster.
Especially the two fists, they expanded instantly, like two giant metal fists, looking indestructible.
"Iron-armored fist, collapse!"
The cross sword struck, and he punched out with both fists.
"when!"
With a deafening loud noise, he used all his strength this time and finally shattered the cross sword light that was able to strike back.
"Hmph, no matter how weird the combat skills are, in the face of absolute strength, they are just a joke!"
Wu Zhankuang smiled proudly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen on the opposite side smiled again, "Then try this combat technique again!"
As he spoke, he held the regicide sword in his hand, and his figure flashed, passing through like a ghost.
The speed is so fast that it can almost reach you in the blink of an eye.
The move just now was just the second move of Jian Yin Jiu Xiao, a roundabout cross cut.
And what he was performing at this moment was the third form of Sword Song to the Nine Heavens, sealing the throat with one sword!
This combat technique focuses on speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. Once used, it can almost kill you with one blow.
However, Wu Zhankuang was worthy of being a quasi-imperial warrior. Even though he was as fast as lightning, the opponent actually raised his metalized arms to block his throat when he was in danger.
"Zi!"
The sharp sword edge rubbed across both arms, instantly causing a burst of metal sparks.
He did successfully block Ye Chen's fierce sword, but after Ye Chen passed by him, there was a cut deep into the bone on his metal arms.
Even the fighting state could not be maintained, but in the blink of an eye, the metal hands returned to the state of flesh and blood again.
Blood trickled out from the wound, which was shocking.
"Boy, you actually hurt me?"
Looking at the wound on his arm, Wu Zhankuang was shocked and angry.
The armored fist he used just now, even if it is faced head-on with a spirit-level weapon, will never be damaged at all.
I never thought that Ye Chen would cut such a deep wound.
But after taking a look at the Regicide Sword in Ye Chen's hand, he felt relieved again.
The level of the Regicide Sword has surpassed the spiritual level and reached the legendary holy level. It seems reasonable to be able to cut through his armored fist.
"Old man, I was chased by you just now because I forcibly performed an overly powerful combat skill, which led to the exhaustion of spiritual power. Otherwise, even if you are a quasi-emperor warrior, how can you still be more powerful than your son?
Is the ancient forbidden technique that Fa Zhi and the others jointly used to swallow spirits stronger?"
"What did you say?"
Wu Zhankuang's expression changed, "My son and the others just teamed up to use the All-Seeing Devouring Spirit?
And you also forcibly broke it?"
"Exactly!"
Ye Chen nodded.
"No, this is impossible. Your cultivation level has clearly not reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm. How can you possibly break the All-Seeing Soul Swallowing Force of three peak emperor-level warriors?"
Wu Zhankuang shook his head and staggered back, his face full of indescribable horror.
Sensing that his son Wu Fazhi's life breath was disappearing, he just forced himself to wake up.
But he didn't know exactly what happened before, and he didn't have time to ask the people of Fanyun Sect. He just saw the troublemakers fleeing in confusion, so he chased them all the way.
If he had known that the young man in front of him was really capable of breaking through Wanxiang Swallowing Spirit's defense, even if he had been given a hundred courages, he would not have dared to pursue him.
You must know that the All-Seeing Devouring Spirits jointly performed by three emperor-level ninth-level warriors, not to mention him, a warrior who has just stepped into the first-level quasi-emperor, even a warrior of the second-level quasi-emperor, or even the third-level quasi-emperor, is helpless.
However, the young man in front of him, who had not yet entered the quasi-emperor realm, was actually able to defeat him head-on.
It is conceivable that the opponent's strength is so strong that it is unimaginable?