"So strong, a sword!" The elder looked at Ye Wuse, and his eyes were no longer as confident or as frivolous as before. He became so sad and so lonely.
Although he finally saved his life by relying on the self-destruction of the Holy Soul Pearl and did not lose all his cultivation. However, the broken spirit root of the Holy Pearl is greatly damaged, but he is afraid that even the cultivation level of the Heavenly Saint Realm cannot be saved, and there will be no recovery.
The possibility is that the outcome is exactly the same as that of Zhu Tianxiao before.
"I admit it. In fact, with your strength, if you use other sword skills, I may not be able to defeat you. Even if you win, you will not be so easy. Even if you lose, you should not be injured like this, but it is a pity.
You have to use this sword." Ye Wuse shook his head and turned away. The four holy beads between his eyebrows and the holy soul beads behind him also quietly dissipated.
Although his expression was still so calm, with a little bit of sadness and a faint sorrow, his short hair that had just grown out looked so elegant and outspoken, even though it was obviously just a fourth-level Tiansheng practice.
For, the whole body exudes the style of a peerless strong man.
Even the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect who should have hated him to the core were full of fascination and could not have any hatred.
So Miss Luo looked at him and became even more envious.
"Puff!" The elder looked at Ye Wuse's figure who left calmly, as if he was thinking about something. He suddenly understood something. Then he tilted the sky and sprayed a blood mist, and fell to the ground with a bang. His eyes were filled with regret.
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He finally understood where he lost. When it comes to cultivation, the two of them are both fourth-level Tiansheng, and they seem to be indistinguishable from each other, but Ye Wuse is much younger after all, how can he be more miserable than his thousands of years of suffering?
He has a deep foundation in cultivating. If he directly uses the most powerful offensive like Zhu Tianxiao, he will likely suppress Ye Wuse firmly and win the final victory.
But unfortunately, he chose the wonderful sword with thousands of sword shadows. If the opponent was Fatty White or Luo Enen, he would probably not be able to resist his extremely wonderful sword, but Ye Wuse and they
Different. Judging from the sword he just now, his most powerful is his divine consciousness, which is so powerful that even he cannot match. His sword that is extremely wonderful and the sword shadow that changes thousands of times,
There is no mystery in his eyes?
His defeat was naturally unsurprising.
It was a victory that was within reach, but if you gave up, you would end up with your spiritual roots and your cultivation level greatly damaged. How could the elder not regret it? He was already in a good mood.
"Great Elder!" Pang Aoting bent down and fed several holy pills into the old man's mouth. His eyes were full of sadness were already red.
All around, all the disciples of the Mad Sword Sect looked sad. Although Ye Wuse had already collected his sword, the desolate aura remained undispersed!
"Gu Fenghua, my Kuang Sword Sect is irreconcilable with you. Today, either you die or I live!" Pang Aoting stood up suddenly and roared at Gu Fenghua.
Gu Fenghua's face turned cold. Originally, seeing that the elder of the Kuang Sword Sect was so old, but ended up in such a miserable end. When she saw Pang Aoting and the sadness on the faces of the Kuang Sword Sect disciples, she
I feel a little reluctant.
Anyway, three of the four elders of the Kuang Sword Sect have been destroyed, and the other one cannot become a great person. No matter how strong Pang Aoting is, he will be unable to hold on. As long as he is willing to bow his head, he promises not to be with the former disciples of the Qingshuang Sword Sect from now on.
It is difficult for Chen Wanqiao, Wu Qiu and others to make things difficult for her. She may stop and let the Sword Sect go.