Yi Yuntian stretched out his slightly white fingers and gently stroked the silver-white sword body. His deep eyes were like a bottomless pool, and a strange wave flashed slightly.
"Yi Yuntian, if you have any other means, just use it. Let me see where your confidence comes from?" The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord looked at Yi Yuntian's still calm face, and couldn't help but feel furious in his heart. The demonic energy surged around his body.
His eyes exuded a bloodthirsty light.
"As you wish!" Yi Yuntian raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the sky! A violent force began to surge.
"This... what kind of spiritual skill is this?" The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord's expression changed. He felt a heart-stopping power from Yi Yuntian's body, and this power made him feel fearful.
This was originally impossible. The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord is a powerful person in the divine realm. Now even his clone is four levels higher than Yi Yuntian. He doesn't know why this kind of fear arises, but he can't contain it.
"I transformed into a dragon and traveled around the world, and there was thunder in the depths of the sky!" Yi Yuntian roared softly, and his figure moved and turned into an afterimage, like a dragon. A bright sword light appeared in the void and stabbed directly towards the bloodthirsty demon.
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"What!" The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord looked horrified, "This is an earth-level spiritual skill. You actually know earth-level spiritual skills!"
Earth-level spiritual skills are extremely rare and rare. They can only be possessed by superpowers, and they are also extremely difficult to cultivate. Generally, strong people in the psychic realm rarely succeed in practicing them. However, the sword skill used by Yi Yuntian now is clearly an earth-level spiritual skill, and
It is a powerful earth-level spiritual skill.
"I don't believe you can really exert the power of earth-level spiritual skills!" A trace of cruelty flashed across the face of the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, and the power in his body exploded, transforming into a black shield in front of him, with a ferocious head carved on the shield.
The alien beast is sparkling and emitting powerful fluctuations.
The sword light fell on the shield, and the shield didn't even last for half a breath before it turned into nothingness.
Just as the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord was about to retreat, the sword light fell on his chest. A bright blood hole immediately appeared, and the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord's vitality was quickly dissipated.
"Yi Yuntian, I, the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, swear that I will kill you!" The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord's face was gloomy and ferocious, and he roared crazily. Although he was a clone, he was still the true form of his apprentice Wang Zijun. Now Wang Zijun has died in
In the hands of Yi Yuntian, the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord is already full of endless murderous intent towards Yi Yuntian.
"I'm waiting for your real body to come. Don't be a coward." Yi Yuntian's figure was revealed, with a hint of arrogance and confidence on his face.
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At the moment when Yi Yuntian killed Wang Zijun, Yi Feng, who was far away in the Tiansheng City Alchemist Association, woke up from his practice and looked to one side with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"What's going on? Why is there such a strange feeling?" Yi Feng frowned and thought slightly. He suddenly felt something in his heart before and woke up from trance. This sudden feeling was extremely strange. Yi Feng wanted to
He caught it, but it had disappeared. No matter how Yi Feng sensed it, he had no clue at all.
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Killing Wang Zijun felt like a trivial thing to Yi Yuntian. Yi Yuntian looked at the ancient tree on one side, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
"Your Majesty is peeking at Yi from the side. I'm afraid it's too rude!"
"How did you notice me?" Along with a calm and elegant voice, a green figure emerged from behind the ancient tree.
The person who came was a woman, wearing a long blue dress, with a tall and graceful figure. Her jade-like green silk hair hung down to her slender waist. She had a beautiful face and her eyes were looking forward. She had a purple handbell on her right hand and was waving it.
In between, there was a tinkling sound.
Yi Yuntian's originally proud eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a look of surprise.
"Yi has his own way of investigating. The girl is fresh and refined. She is extremely beautiful. She is the most elegant woman I have ever seen. I don't know her name?" Yi Yuntian praised, and the smile on his face became gentle.
The woman in green glanced at the lifeless Wang Zijun, and a trace of solemnity flashed in her eyes, "Who is your Excellency? You possess a heaven-level sword, use earth-level spiritual skills, and kill your opponent beyond the fourth level with one move. This kind of
I’m afraid even the ordinary Holy Son of the Holy Land can’t do this.”
"The girl is more discerning than that demon king, and she actually knows that my sword is a heaven-level sword. Unfortunately, Yi can't guess the girl's identity yet, but she is about twenty or so in the fifth level of spirit transformation.
This kind of talent may only be possessed by people from the Holy Land." Yi Yuntian said slowly, and the aura on his body rose up, covering this space.
"My name is Xuan Qianying, and I am a disciple of the Xuan Clan in Zhongzhou. What? Do you want to keep me here?" Xuan Qianying frowned slightly, and the power in his body secretly surged.
"As expected, you are the genius of the Holy Land, Xuan Qianying. I have fallen in love with you, how about you being my partner?" Yi Yuntian's eyes flashed slightly and he stepped towards Xuan Qianying.
"Hmph! You turned out to be a prodigal, Yi Yuntian, do you really think you can fight me with your heaven-level swords and earth-level spiritual skills?"
Xuan Qianying came from the Qianyuan Empire. When she was approaching Tiansheng City, she accidentally encountered Yi Yuntian fighting Wang Zijun. Originally, this kind of battle at the level of psychic realm was not very attractive to Xuan Qianying, but
Xuan Qianying was surprised when he saw Yi Yuntian take action. The first level of psychic realm can kill the fifth level of psychic realm. The sword skills he used were extremely powerful earth-level sword skills. This made Xuan Qianying curious.
She couldn't help but think of Yi Feng, who also had the same surname as Yi. Although her fight with Yi Feng was limited to just one point, she also felt Yi Feng's powerful ability to leapfrog challenges. Both Yi Yuntian and Yi Feng were such geniuses.
, the only difference is that Yi Feng is only at the fifth level of spirit transformation, while Yi Yuntian is already at the first level of psychic realm.
Although Xuan Qianying was shocked by Yi Yuntian's leapfrog strength, he had absolute confidence in his own strength. Hearing the other party's frivolous words made Xuan Qianying feel angry.
"How will you know if you don't try? Miss Xuan, why don't we make a bet? If you lose to me, be my partner. If I lose, how about I bet this Jinghong Sword?" Yi Yuntianju
He picked up the silver sword in his hand, and injected his spiritual power into the sword. The sword's silver light shone brightly, illuminating the dark space.
"Jinghong Sword!" Xuan Qianying's eyes lit up and her face turned slightly red. Even though she is the Holy Son of the Holy Land, she is extremely excited about this kind of heaven-level sword. This level of sword is simply rare in the world.
Although the Holy Land has weapons, there are only a few of them. A saint like her can't get them at all. Now that heaven-level weapons are in front of him, Xuan Qianying doesn't want to miss them.
"Okay, it's a deal!" Xuan Qianying nodded and agreed.