Chapter 235 Kill
Ye Wen once had the dark energy of Xuanbingli Fire Demonic Art, so he had a very good understanding of the helpless energy in this kind of kung fu.
Although Pei Shiyuan's Xuanbingli Fire Demonic Art is different from Zheng Ting's, the principle is the same.
Zheng Ting practiced the Ice Po Han skill. After he achieved the Ice Po Han skill, he began to practice the Xuanbing Li Fire Demon Art, using poison as a buffer, and the cold air contained fire power.
Pei Shiyuan was the opposite, and what he was stronger than Zheng Ting was that he practiced the Red Yang Divine Fire Art to a considerable level before he began to practice the Xuanbing Li Fire Demon Art. This can be seen from the fierce and domineering fire power of Pei Shiyuan. Even if Pei Shiyuan did not practice the Xuanbing Li Fire Demon Art, he was considered a first-class expert in the martial arts world with his own fire power. Now that he practiced this magic skill, it is even more difficult to deal with.
The energy is powerful, so the dark energy becomes more and more difficult to detect. If Ye Wen had not experienced it a long time ago, and with the various magical wonders of the innate purple qi, he would not have been able to deal with this magic skill.
"No wonder this magic skill was so resistant to people in the world when it appeared! Although Pei Shiyuan's magic skill was powerful, he obviously did not achieve great success, so it was difficult to deal with it. If he achieved great success, wouldn't he be invincible in the world?"
With this thought in his mind, Ye Wen took Pei Shiyuan a little more seriously. After he forced all his skills out of his body and controlled it to turn into purple flying swords all over the sky, most of these purple swords pointed at Pei Shiyuan.
At this time, Ye Wen felt a weak whole body, and his true energy was almost unaware of it. Fortunately, the innate purple qi was extremely strong, and now he had the way of yin and yang changes. During a few breaths, a trace of purple qi had already been spinning and generating in the dantian, and then each rotation would make him stronger.
These true qi were completely derived from the remaining one. They were not touched by external objects, and naturally had no evil poison. As for the magic energy in the body, Ye Wen had condensed into a purple sword with red light, hanging in his hand - this sword is the key to whether it can kill these people with one move.
The energy slowed down a little, and Ye Wen urged the aura to the maximum, covering the entire area of ​​this area. At this time, the purple sword that was originally hanging quietly in the sky seemed to have received a command, and it was swept with a sword blade. At this time, the three messengers were like frogs staring at by poisonous snakes, and they felt a chill all over.
"So many purple swords can even bury people to death!"
Many people were still shocked at the wonders in the sky, and they couldn't help but have such thoughts in their hearts. Some demon sects even wondered if they should escape quickly. Now this situation is very unfavorable to them no matter how they look at it. After all, the scene of long swords everywhere is too terrifying.
No one knows that this is the effect Ye Wen wants. In fact, the purple swords in the sky are not all so powerful in terms of power. According to his current skills, more than a dozen purple swords will be consumed in an instant. If he takes advantage of the fast recovery speed, it is not impossible to make dozens of them.
If he really made hundreds or thousands of purple swords, he would probably die on the spot immediately, and there would be no room for slowing down.
There are at least hundreds of floating on the ground today, but not all of them are so solid purple swords. Ye Wen, adhering to the concept of Nine Voids and One Real, exploded so many purple long swords to shock the little ones. This group of demon thieves were frightened when they saw this scene. Even though he had not taken action yet, he had already won this time.
Looking at Pei Shiyuan and Yan Miao, they had already acted defensively early, and their faces were full of fear. Before Ye Wen could use this move, the two of them had already vented their momentum. Since they could not raise the idea of ​​a backhand attack.
However, Pei Shiyuan was well-informed and experienced. At this time, he immediately realized that Ye Wen had exhausted his own skills and used this move to force the hidden power mixed in his body out of his body.
"President Ye's move is indeed powerful, and doing this can indeed force me from my Xuanbing Lihuo Qi out of my body, but... Master Ye is probably having difficulty moving now, right?"
Several purple swords flashed gently to the side and showed Ye Wen's figure. Ye Wen was still standing there straight. He heard this and just smiled indifferently: "This move does not require Ye to move too much. It only takes one thought to bomb you and others! As for Ye's skill... Humph, if you can catch this move, let's talk about it!"
After saying that, without waiting for Pei Shiyuan to speak again, he closed his eyes and concentrated on mobilizing the purple swords all over the sky. Only then did he see that the purple swords burst out with surging sword energy, and countless sword energy were even connected together, just like a purple sun appeared out of thin air, which made people unable to look directly.
Pei Shiyuan and Yan Miao both had a flash of eyes and closed their eyes unconsciously, but both of them knew that if they closed their eyes, they would definitely die. They immediately used their skills to retreat quickly, and at the same time they wanted to restore their eyesight as soon as possible.
Although Ye Wen closed his eyes, he was very clear about the movements of these two people. As long as the opponent was in his aura, no action could escape his perception. He knew where he was. He had already determined the position of several people without even opening his eyes. Then, the thoughts came, and the purple sun was like an explosion, and countless purple sword lights sprayed out, covering the three people's radius for the period.
Ye Wen controlled the purple sword with his mind, and secretly mobilized the position of the purple sword, asking the dozen most powerful purple swords to concentrate on attacking the three people's vital points, of which Pei Shiyuan alone occupied half.
In addition, those powers are much weaker, but the purple swords with the same appearance blocked the retreat around several people, making them afraid to avoid them. He was confident that he could not tell the difference between these purple swords only in terms of appearance and momentum, so he believed that these people would do their best to take on his move.
There was only a loud bang like a heavy rain, and the purple sword hit the ground and stirred up dust in the sky. Then the dust was suppressed by the purple sword coming back, but it hit more smoke and dust.
Everyone around felt a sharp gust of wind mixed with dust coming. While they were frightened by the terrifying power of Ye Wen's move, they kept retreating. At this time, the people from several sides had already stopped the fight, and the Shushan Sect also gathered with the people from the Nangong family.
"Who can withstand such a magical skill?"
Nangong Tinghai looked at the boundless purple sword light that was still falling like a rainstorm not far away. While sighing at the power of Ye Wen, he also used evil moves to attack the guys who took advantage of the situation to sneak attack were killed by Ye Wen, and thus avenged his elder brother.
Just when he turned around and saw his nephew's appearance, he could no longer be happy: "Nangong Feng was much more serious than him, and he could not resolve the strange energy. If his elder brother was still there, he would have a solution, but now..."
"My elder brother died to save me. You must not ask Feng'er to have a few things!" Taking advantage of this time, everyone in the Demon Cult was paying attention to Ye Wen, Nangong Tinghai walked directly to Nangong Feng who was confused, half awake and half unconscious, then reached out and pressed his dantian, used his unique internal strength of the Nangong family, and forcibly exchanged his internal strength with Nangong Feng's internal strength. At the same time, the strange force also transferred to his body with this exchange.
"This is also an explanation to my elder brother!"
No one noticed others, but Nangong Huang kept paying attention to his father and brother. When he saw his father's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, he vaguely saw a strange red color, and immediately said: "Dad, how are you?"
Nangong Tinghai waved his hand: "Dad is already half-aged, it doesn't matter what he does!" After that, the dark force in his body suddenly erupted, and Nangong Tinghai, who was already weak, fell to the ground suddenly.
It was not until this time that everyone noticed the strange phenomenon here, but at this moment, the terrifying scene on Ye Wen finally stopped. As the last purple light disappeared, the smoke and dust in the sky slowly dissipated.
At this time, everyone saw clearly the situation in the field and took a deep breath. The ground seemed to have been turned over again - the place where the purple sword attacked was more than half a meter shorter than the surrounding area. As for the three messengers, Yan Miao had three or four purple swords inserted all over his body, one of which passed through his throat. At this time, the whole person was strangely bent backwards, but after the purple sword was inserted on the ground, he did not fall to the ground, and he actually bent to death. In addition, there was a purple sword on each of his abdomen and legs, and the last purple sword was inserted on his shoulders.
As for his miserable situation, he knew at first sight that he was dead and could not die anymore, and there was no room for rescue.
Pei Shiyuan looked even more embarrassed. Not only was he injured all over his body, but his shoulders, side abdomen, thighs, and upper arms were all inserted with purple swords. At this time, blood was flowing all over his body, and at the same time, he was holding a purple sword in his hands.
However, although he was embarrassed, he did not die at this time. The old man's experience was not comparable to that of Yan Miao. He had a strong survival ability in such a desperate situation. He always avoided the most critical moment and passed the deadly part. But that's all. The injuries on his body were enough to kill a living person. Now he was just relying on his powerful true energy to hold his life back. He just ignored it and would die soon.
The most surprising thing was the girl in yellow named Xuanxuan. She had almost no scars on her body, but a long sword with black light shining in purple passed through her chest. At this time, she widened her eyes and looked at the black sword in her chest with disbelief. However, the two hammers in her hand were still tightly grasped and did not let go at all.
"I... I died so easily?"
Pei Shiyuan looked at his embarrassed appearance and felt that his life was not long, but he still couldn't believe it. Ye Wen actually killed all three of them with just one move.
"This... this move is the Ten Thousand Sword Technique that I mentioned to ***, right?"
“That’s right!”
Pei Shiyuan smiled and said, "No wonder he admires all kinds of things... it is indeed..." It is indeed what the old man didn't have the chance to say. When he said this, he died of anger, and then fell to the sky and could never get up.
At this time, Ye Wen let out a long breath. As for Xuanxuan? In fact, she was the first among the three envoys to die. Ye Wen used the purple-black flying sword containing the magic energy to break her protective true energy and directly pierced her heart. This girl had already died before she even realized what was going on.
Ye Wen walked over and saw that the black sword still did not disappear. Instead, Xuanxuan's body changed from inconspicuous to yellow light, until the light gradually became weak and inaudible. Until the light completely disappeared, the black sword began to gradually become smaller and finally not be seen again. It was not until this time that Xuanxuan's body fell to the sky with a thunderous sound.
Ye Wen looked up again and saw that there were seven or eight purple swords inserted in this area. If Yan Miao and Pei Shiyuan were involved, there would be more than a dozen left.
With a raised finger, the dozen purple swords suddenly shook, and then suddenly rushed into the air and stood up in the air, bursting out with a surging sword energy again. Ye Wen waved his hand and pointed at the demon sect who was almost scared. The dozen purple swords rushed towards the group of demon thieves.
The thief of the Demon Sect immediately made a big noise when he saw these dozen purple swords flying over, and then turned around and ran away. During the yelling, he didn't know what he was shouting. Perhaps he was frightened, but he was instinctively shouting to vent his fear of death.
Unfortunately, no matter how they shouted, Ye Wen would not be ruthless. When the dozen purple swords flew to the crowd not far away, Ye Wen just frowned and saw no posture on his body. The dozen flying swords suddenly burst out, and the boundless sword energy directly covered this area.
This time, the sword energy burst out like a torrential rain. Each thief of the Demon Sect was at least a dozen or so, and there were countless sword energy patrons. The Shushan Sect only saw a flash of light flashing, and then the sword energy spread and screamed in pain, but in just a moment, all of them fell into peace. Except for the dead bodies in that place that proved that everything that happened just now was a fact, the scene just now was like an illusion, short and shocking, so hard that it was hard to believe.
After doing all this, Ye Wen's body shook slightly, and at the same time, there was a sharp pain in his eyebrows. This battle not only consumed a lot of his skills, but also consumed a lot of energy. *** Even though these many flying swords were not a labor-saving thing. Ye Wen was able to support him until now that he felt uncomfortable, he was extremely powerful.
"What do you think of senior brother?"
Ning Ruxue came up to support Ye Wen immediately, then asked in a low voice, and then returned to the Shushan Sect's people, Ye Wen said: "It's nothing, you can recover after a little rest!"
Walking to the house, Ye Wen looked at Xu Xian, who was sitting cross-legged and asked, "How is the situation of junior brother?"
At this time, Huang Rongrong and Xu Xian faced each other's four palms. The two of them concentrated on their minds and exercised their skills, but they were not easy to answer. Hua Yi said: "Rongrong's expression is a bit happy, maybe it's nothing serious!"
Ye Wen looked at Xu Xian's face, then looked at Huang Rongrong's expression, thinking that Hua Yi's guess might be correct! Although Pei Shiyuan's Xuanbing Lihuo Demonic Technique was strange and powerful, as long as his skills were strong enough, there was always a way to crack it.
In fact, with his current skills, if he is given enough time, even without using this method of forcing all his skills out of his body, he can use the Yin-Yang Change method to melt away the Yin-Field energy. Since Xu Xian and Huang Rongrong realized the method of dual cultivation, their skills characteristics have actually been secretly in line with the Yin-Yang Way. At this time, they are resolving the poisonous energy with their own skills.
As they were talking, they saw that the palms of the two people were blue and red, and then the palms gradually separated, and there was a strong force between them. After a while, they saw that after each change in the strength of the two people's palms, the little black in their palms would gradually magnify, which was obviously the most troublesome poisonous force among the vicious force.
"If this poisonous force is forced out, then nothing will happen! If Junior Brother Xu had not accidentally touched Pei Shiyuan's way, he would not have been defeated so easily..." He lowered his head and looked at Xu Xian again, only to feel that this junior brother had never encountered any real master after all, and his experience was worse than himself, no wonder he was hit.
Just as he was thinking, Nangong Huang covered his chest and said, "Master, please help my father!"
"how?"
Only then did he notice that Nangong Tinghai was sitting cross-legged on the ground, sweating all over his body, and at the same time, a little indigo appeared in the red face, but black appeared in the indigo, just like Pei Shiyuan's Xuanbingli Fire Demonic Art.
"Brother Nangong also won the Xuanbingli Fire Demonic Art?"
"It was my cousin who had the magic skills and secret energy. However, in order to save my cousin, my father used his family's unique mental method to convert the energy in his cousin's body into his own body. As a result, the dark energy also entered my father's body! My father was seriously injured, but now he can't stand the erosion of the energy!"
Through this period of time, Nangong Huang had already understood the process and the whole story.
It turned out that the Demon Sect sent someone to sneak attack the Nangong family last night. At that time, the Nangong family was injured by this sneak attack. In order to save his brother, Nangong Wentian was hit on the shoulder by a stone and injured his calf by a crossbow. Because of this injury, when the Third Envoys attacked, Nangong Wentian was unable to exert all his strength at all. Pei Shiyuan burst out his full body skills and successfully attacked him, causing Nangong Wentian to be injured and injured, so he died at the hands of several people.
But even so, Nangong Wentian resisted the Demon Cult alone and bought enough time for his family to escape, otherwise the Nangong family would probably be killed.
However, Nangong Feng was injured by Pei Shiyuan's secret force in that battle. If he let him go, he would die soon. This was what Nangong Tinghai, who had just saved his life by his elder brother, could not accept it anyway. This would rather sacrifice himself to save Nangong Feng's life.
While listening to the causes and consequences, Ye Wen checked Nangong Tinghai's injuries and found that not only the poisonous energy in his body was raging, but his meridians were burned by excessive fire, and his internal organs seemed to be bombarded with great force and were displaced. In addition, there was a water-like energy lurking beside the Dantian, which was extremely bad.
"Don't worry, your father must be fine!"
If Ye Wen hadn't been here, no one would have been helpless if this internal injury was changed. However, Ye Wen's innate purple qi was the best at regulating these internal injuries. Ye Wen turned his palm and a purple lotus turned and fell on the Baihui acupoint above Nangong Tinghai's head. At the same time, he used his skills to press Tan Zhong and pressed the Dantian with one palm. The whole body was evaporated and the dark energy in Nangong Tinghai's body was dissolved in a moment, and at the same time, he used his own true energy to move his internal organs back to its original position.
But this is just a preliminary healing, and he will save his life first, especially the poisonous energy in the meridians can only be sealed first, and then I will find time to slowly treat it - or Nangong Tinghai's skills can be restored and resolved by itself.
"Thank you, Master Ye..."
I didn't want to finish my conversation, but I saw the window of the house behind him suddenly burst, and an extremely fast figure rushed out from it, pointing to the back of Nangong Tinghai's head!
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Chapter completed!