"Mo Ye, aren't you aware yet?" A majestic voice echoed from all directions in the vast sea of clouds.
"Haha!" A sneer followed, "Wang Yishan, you are too naive! How could I give up? Today, one of you and I will die after all!"
Here is the sky hundreds of feet above the ground. Here, the clouds and smoke are lingering, like a fairyland on earth.
In this fairyland-like place, there are two people suspended above the clouds, standing looking at each other. They are a middle-aged man and a young man. They both hold weapons in their hands, and an inexplicable tense atmosphere spreads around.
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The middle-aged man Wang Yishan looked at the young man in front of him and said calmly: "I am really surprised that you can grow to this point in such a short period of time. However, with your cultivation level that has just entered the spiritual realm, I want to defeat you."
I am too arrogant!"
The young man Mo Ye just sneered: "Whether you can beat me or not, you will know if you try it or not?"
After saying that, Mo Ye moved and rushed straight towards Wang Yishan. The long sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a strong black light, and a huge aura was released from his body, pressing towards Wang Yishan.
Faced with the oppression of Mo Ye's momentum, Wang Yishan was not moved at all. He gently raised the long sword in his hand, and a huge golden sword light appeared on the surface of his long sword, slashing towards Mo Ye.
Seeing this, Mo Ye suddenly paused in his forward motion, sideways dodged the fatal blade, then picked up speed again and rushed towards Wang Yishan.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities!" Wang Yishan said quickly with indifferent eyes, and raised the long sword again. But this time, three sword lights appeared in front of him, and the power contained in each sword light was no less than
The previous one.
Mo Ye's eyes narrowed, but he didn't stop after all. Once he stopped, these three sword lights would surround him, and by then he would have no chance of avoiding them. Only by continuing to rush forward could he gain a chance of survival.
He is still too impulsive. Wang Yishan's cultivation level is enough to reach the late stage of the Opening Spirit Realm, and he has just broken through to the Opening Spirit Realm. He comes to seek revenge. This approach is tantamount to committing suicide. If he is calmer, he can improve his cultivation level to that of Wang Yishan.
At a similar level, this duel wouldn't be so difficult.
However, he believed that if he was given another chance, he would never delay this matter until the next day.
"Burning blood!" Mo Ye's eyes flashed with a stern look, and his skin immediately turned extremely red. His cultivation also began to slowly improve, and in just a few breaths, he reached the peak of the early stage of the Spiritual Opening Realm.
Seeing that the momentum of his cultivation slowed down, Mo Ye frowned slightly. The next moment, a blood-red pill appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, he swallowed it directly.
After the pill was swallowed, he felt as if a fire was igniting in his belly. His cultivation level, which was approaching stagnation, climbed again. He reached the middle stage of the Spirit Opening Realm in an instant, and then did not stop until the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Opening Stage.
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Mo Ye's appearance quickly aged after he stopped cultivating, and he became more than ten years older in an instant. This is the consequence that Mo Ye needs to bear to obtain such a cultivation, that is, the loss of vitality. If this continues, he will
It will lead to death step by step due to the reduction of vitality in the body.
"Blood Burning Technique, Blood Demon Pill, are you trying your best? If you use these two things at the same time, you will definitely die!" Wang Yishan immediately saw what was wrong with what Mo Ye just did and shouted in surprise.
"Yes, I just want to fight you! Today, you must die!" Mo Ye laughed loudly. After his cultivation level had improved a lot, he came to Wang Yishan in an instant and struck out with a sword.
Cut it towards his head.
Wang Yishan's heart trembled, and he quickly raised the long knife in his hand to block. Hearing a clear "clang" sound, Wang Yishan took several steps back, while Mo Ye's body trembled violently.
But the next moment, Mo Ye seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body, and a jet-black sword light slashed out from the surface of his long sword and flew towards Wang Yishan.
"Yuanling Shield!" Wang Yishan felt the surging spiritual power in the sword light and shouted loudly regardless of the shock in his heart. Because his intuition told him that what Mo Ye did was enough to endanger his life.
A golden shield appeared in front of him, blocking Mo Ye's sword light. No matter how hard the sword light tried, it could not break through the shield's protection.
However, the shield also became shaky under the attack of the sword light. The aura on the surface had been weakened by more than half, and it looked as if it would collapse in the next moment.
In the end, Wang Yishan's shield gained the upper hand and successfully withstood Mo Ye's sword light attack. But even so, the shield became intact and could no longer be used.
Wang Yishan looked at the shield, a flash of pain flashing in his eyes, but it seemed worth sacrificing it to get a chance to save his life.
The shock in Wang Yishan's heart slowly calmed down, and he said calmly: "You are very powerful. If you are allowed to live anymore, you will definitely become a great threat to me."
Mo Ye is very powerful, but he believes that it is absolutely impossible for Mo Ye to unleash this level of attack again, so he has an absolute advantage at this moment.
"He must be killed immediately. If he is left alone, he will definitely be a huge threat!" Wang Yishan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The shock that Mo Ye brought to him was really too great. Mo Ye just relied on the spirit realm.
His early cultivation had pushed him to this point. If Mo Ye had a cultivation comparable to his, the consequences would be really disastrous.
"Want to kill me? Wang Yishan, do you think I will give up now after preparing for so long? Let me show you my trump card!" Mo Ye casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed. Even if he
Already at the end of his rope, he was still so calm and calm in the face of Wang Yishan.
After saying that, an exquisite small tower suddenly appeared in Mo Ye's hand. The small tower was exquisitely made, but the whole body was extremely dark, like garbage picked up from somewhere, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from it.
It's extremely normal to go up there.
"Is this your last trump card? If it's just like this, you can die!" Wang Yishan said sarcastically.
"Of course it's more than that!" As soon as Mo Ye finished speaking, a burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted from the surface of the small tower. The light showed nine different colors, which looked dazzling. At the same time, a terrifying
Waves of spiritual energy came from within, and this pressure was extremely huge, dozens of times higher than Wang Yishan himself.
When Wang Yishan saw this change in Xiaota, he was stunned for a moment. Then, his eyes changed instantly, and his eyes were full of fire when he looked at Xiaota: "There is such a treasure in the world, it seems that I am really lucky! Boy,
Give it to me, and if I'm in a good mood, I might be able to spare your life!"
Mo Ye looked at Wang Yishan's current expression and sneered, "Wang Yishan, when did I say I would give it to you?"
Hearing Mo Ye's words, Wang Yishan's face immediately turned gloomy, and he said coldly: "Since you are so ignorant of praise, I will kill you here first, and then take this thing!"
"You're so greedy, you're not afraid of having your stomach burst. Let me tell you, today is the day you die!" Mo Ye said word by word, put Xiaota on his chest, and shouted loudly, "Self-destruct!"
The next moment, the small tower broke away from Mo Ye's hand and floated in the air. It was located on Mo Ye's chest, emitting traces of nine-color light, and the originally calm atmosphere immediately became riotous.
Feeling the frantic atmosphere emanating from the inside of the small tower, Wang Yishan shouted loudly: "Are you crazy? Are you willing to let such a treasure explode?"
At this moment, Wang Yishan's heart was filled with panic. He did not feel sorry for the small tower, but thought of the consequences of Mo Ye's actions. The huge energy contained inside the small tower, if used to self-destruct, then another hundred of him would not be able to do it.
Unable to withstand an attack of this level, I am afraid that only monks at a higher level would have the chance to block it.
"Run!" Wang Yishan didn't think much, turned into a ray of light, and immediately turned around and left. Faced with the self-destruction of the small tower, the farther away he was, the more likely he was to survive.
"I realize now that it's already too late!" Mo Ye grinned in an arc, and the small tower with extremely violent aura finally began to explode, turning into a violent nine-color air wave, raging towards the surroundings.
The last thing he saw was the despair in Wang Yishan's eyes.
"Ten years! Yue'er, my brother finally avenged this revenge for you!" A relieved smile appeared on Mo Ye's face, and his body swayed in the air waves, and finally dissipated.
"I'm not willing to give in! I still have the last trump card that I haven't used yet. How could I die here?" In the distance, Wang Yishan was overtaken by the nine-color air wave. Under the suppression of the nine-color air wave, his body appeared.
There were streaks of blood and finally burst open.
Wang Yishan indeed had a powerful killing move, but in front of this nine-color air wave, he didn't even have time to use his killing move before he lost his breath.
The violent air waves tore apart all the sea of clouds in the sky. Some people on the ground just heard a muffled sound and looked up. They saw a large cloud bursting in the very high sky, with a cloud in the center.
A wave of air swept away in all directions, turning everything in the past into nothing. Although they were confused about this, they didn't pay too much attention to it.
No one saw that in the center of the raging air wave, a trace of nine-colored light flashed past...