It was not Ning Ruxue and Huayi who spoke, but Ye Wen who had already breathed a little.
Ye Wen, who was surrounded by many long swords, was full of mockery on his face, and was also trying to mobilize the true energy in his body to recover as much as possible.
Although the Ten Thousand Swords Technique just now got the result he expected, it also made him fall into a state of paralysis after he finished his move. Fortunately, the innate purple qi was still magical, and he immediately recovered a little after his true qi was consumed. It was with this little true qi that Ye Wen could stand here forever.
Otherwise, if another person had already fallen to the ground and moved in such a state!
As for whether someone would take the opportunity to attack, Ye Wen had never been worried. Because he was not here alone at this time, he believed that no matter whether it was his junior sister, Hua Yi, or Xu Xian, it would be impossible to sit idly by and watch him be attacked.
What's more, the Ten Thousand Sword Art is so loud that no matter who sees it, his mind is shocked. He will not dare to attack him for a while! And as long as he slows down for a moment, he can recover some strength. Even if he can't continue to fight the enemy, it's still okay to protect himself.
The situation is a little better than Ye Wen thought, because of the terrifying power of the Ten Thousand Sword Art, everyone avoided themselves like hiding from the plague god. The young man of the Emei Sect saw the fastest chance, but it was still a little late. Even if Ning Ruxue and Huayi didn't take action, he could use the flying swords beside him to resolve this attack and kill all the remaining Emei disciples. Since he was ungrateful, there was no need to keep it.
As soon as Ye Wen finished speaking, Hua Yi and Ning Ruxue had already fallen down together. Then the Qinglian sword light was lit up, surrounding the Kui Water Dragon and slashing it left and right. In a moment, it caused countless damage to the Kui Water Dragon. Finally, with all his strength, the Kui Water Dragon collapsed and dissipated in the air.
Although the young man understood Zen Master Dihong's magic, due to his own strength, the power of the Kui Shui Divine Dragon was really different from what Zen Master Dihong used. Ning Ruxue was afraid of this move at first, but later attacked several times and found that it was a silver-like spear head. It looked very powerful, but in fact it could be broken with one punch, so he stopped playing any more. He directly exploded the sword light and broke it with one knife and two cuts.
The spell and flying sword were broken one after another, and the young man felt his mind trembled, and several mouthfuls of blood were sprayed out of his throat. In the end, his eyes became dark and he was about to fall.
At this time, the junior brother behind him reached out and pulled him, but even if they reached out to hold the senior brother, they could not avoid the ending of his being killed.
Everyone did not notice at this time. Among the people who had already fallen on Shushan, Zhou Lei took out a small steel ball, then squeezed it into his hand, and looked at the young man from afar.
There was a sudden lightning on his arm, and there was a crackling sound. Everyone was attracted by the sound of her making such a big noise. Just as she was about to ask her what she was going to do, she heard the girl shouting: "Let you see the new tricks that my lady has learned, super electromagnetic cannon!"
Ye Wen, who was originally very satisfied with posing, almost felt shocked by this sentence, and his legs became weak. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Lei in surprise. Then he saw the lightning flashing on her arm, and the steel ball was instantly launched!
Then almost at the same time, the Emei disciple in the distance fell to the sky, and blood splattered everywhere around him, and some white things were mixed with them.
"Ah, headshot?"
Zhou Lei seemed to be surprised that she actually shot her head with one blow, and then said shamelessly: "I didn't expect that I was so talented, and I just used this trick for the first time to shoot my head!"
Wang Bing and Zhao Lin shook their heads helplessly, and were speechless about this colleague and the others. Especially in this situation, isn’t she at all conscious in this environment?
"We are fighting with people, can we be serious?"
Everyone in the Emei Sect was very angry about the sudden killing of his senior brother and being an inexplicable girl. They dared not say anything harsh to Ye Wen, but it does not mean that they would be afraid of such a girl movie, even if she was from the Shushan Sect.
"Kill her to avenge your senior brother!"
The Emei disciples could not think of anything that would cause Ye Wen to attack at this time. The crowd sacrificed their magic weapons one after another. Ye Wen noticed that most of the flying swords sacrificed by these people were purple-green light, occasionally mixed with something next to each other, like Zhu Hong, who was like the senior brother they mentioned, did not see it.
From this we can see that this senior brother is either a very domineering and arrogant person, and he will not let others use it after using the Zhu Hong Fei Sword. Or he is a person who is quite loved by his junior brothers. Now it seems that the second type may be very big!
Ye Wen even discovered that Yan Xing and Zhou Chong also used their flying swords at this time, and a purple and green combination came. After the purple and clear swords flew out, the sword light suddenly gathered together, just like the sword light emitted by a flying sword, and its power and momentum were far beyond the sound of a single flying sword.
Most of the flying swords were killed by Zhou Lei and his group of people. Among them, the powerful force of a bunch of purple-clear swords was the strongest. Ye Wenben wanted to take action, but then he stopped his thoughts, but wanted to see how his students and disciples would deal with it.
Now that the situation has become like this, he remembered the opportunity to give his disciples a chance to show off. He saw Chris clenching his fists, and the red fighting spirit like flames burned all over his body. The fists also gathered waves. Instead, he jumped forward and fought with a pair of flying swords in front of him with the two fists wrapped in fluctuating energy.
Chris picked the flying swords of Yan Xing and Zhou Chong. The pair of Ziqing swords should be the most powerful pair of this pair of flying swords. If Chris had changed a few years ago, he would definitely not be able to fight this sword, but now he has reached the peak of the Red Fighting Qi, he can barely fight the pair of flying swords.
Chris was shocked by the powerful sword energy and retreated. His hands were shaken out of several wounds, and his clothes were cut by the sword energy that burst out, but Chris didn't care, but instead burst out with some fighting spirit.
What made Ye Wen even more speechless was that Chris didn't know where he learned it, and suddenly shouted: "It's really powerful! Only in this way can it be interesting! Look at me killing you to the scum..."
Originally, Ye Wen was wondering where Chris learned these things. Then he noticed Zhou Lei's expression was very comfortable, and took a deep breath, as if it was very pleasant: "It turns out that seeing a man in reality shouting such words is so exciting!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Wen no longer has to think about it. Zhou Lei’s bad taste doesn’t have to come to him at all! Chris will become like this, probably because this girl is secretly doing something.
Then he saw Chris's fighting spirit suddenly burst out again. Then he clenched his hands with his hands, and the red fluctuating energy emitted a strong wind, blowing up the surrounding dust and stones. His eyes stared at the pair of Ziqing double swords that were shocked by his fist force and flew back for a distance, and at this time he had recovered.
He was having fun here, but he didn't notice that many monks floating in the sky had black lines on their faces, especially some young people, who looked embarrassed.
Some young monks gathered together and pointed at Chris and said, "This trick... why do I look so familiar?"
"I feel more familiar with the words he shouted just now!" Another man scratched his chin gently: "I now doubt whether I am dreaming. Maybe everything I see today is just fake!"
"You didn't dream!" Another man ruthlessly exposed his fantasy, but then muttered with a questioning look: "But I suspect I'm dreaming!"
At this time, a few young monks came over. Most of them were flying with some magic weapons, and their speed was limited. Although they were curious, they dared not go down and look closer, for fear that they would be injured by accident and would not be able to escape.
"I heard that the Shushan Sect is a martial arts cultivator... This move should be considered a martial arts, right?" The man scratched his hair: "The Shushan Sect is so up-to-date with the times?"
The crowd muttered on it, and the battle situation below changed again!
Chris and Yan Xingzhou fought fiercely, and Tomi was not idle either. The black guy also used the energy of the Dragon Fist with both hands. However, compared to Chris's special and fierce attack, Tomi firmly followed the supreme law of "Picking the persimmons to soften the ones". He saw which magic weapon had the weakest power and immediately hooked it with a punch, followed by a hand knife condensed with the green fighting spirit, which had already dimmed the magic weapon!
Because Tomi discovered that once he destroyed a magic weapon, the group of people in the distance would definitely vomit blood and sit on the ground, and in severe cases, they would even faint. Does this mean that he could kill many people by destroying those magic weapons?
"Where can I find such a good thing?"
However, because the young monks knew that their skills were limited, they focused most of their minds on magic weapons. If they wanted to strengthen the power of magic weapons, they would cause Tomi to severely hurt! Otherwise, with their current cultivation level, it would be impossible to sacrifice the magic weapons to such a state. It can only be said that the current environment and development of the situation have made Tomi, a shameless guy.
These two people are the most powerful combat power among the disciples of Shushan Sect. Xu Xian did not take action, but stayed there to protect those who were not strong, such as Guan Jie, Claire and others. However, after seeing the two of them taking action, he was also amazed at the fact that his senior brother had actually made such a unique skill - poor Xu Xian had never lived in the secular world, and he still didn't know what these skills were going on.
Their group of people remained unmoved, but they still attracted a lot of attention, especially the group of monks pointed and guessed that other people from the Shushan Sect would use some strange tricks.
"Oh? There is also a sailor-dressed girl! Look at her holding a knife... the shape looks quite familiar."
"Knife? Could it be that?"
"But that has nothing to do with Kung Fu, right? If you really want to divide it, it should be considered a magic weapon!"
"What's wrong with the magic weapon? Who stipulates that Shushan Sect cannot use magic weapons? I just don't know what kind of ability this little sister's knife is?"
"Look at her tender and weak appearance, maybe it's an auxiliary or healing type?"
"Yeah, it's possible!"
But he didn't know that he and others were talking louder and louder, and all these conversations came into Zhang Ling's ears. Zhang Ling felt very uncomfortable with becoming the object of others' praise and her head was almost down.
At this moment, after Tomi hit the flying sword with an uppercut, it did not fall to the ground like the previous flying swords. Instead, it burst out with a sudden silver light, and the speed instantly increased several times, directly stabbing Zhang Ling standing there with her head down.
"Ah! Be careful!"
"Notice!"
"There is a flying sword!"
Hapi, who was talking to him, suddenly saw a silver light coming and unconsciously gave a reminder. This time, she just woke up Zhang Ling, but she still kept moving. Although she had already raised her head and saw the silver flying sword flying towards her, she did not respond, as if she was scared to death.
"Ah! No!"
"Oh my God, hide!"
Several people were about to witness the passing of a young girl, but unexpectedly, the long sword in Zhang Ling's hand suddenly exploded and turned into pink petals. Just as the silver light was about to touch Zhang Ling, the whole flying sword was wrapped in a large number of pink petals. Then the petals gathered more and more, and finally a creaking sound made people squeak.
When the petals spread out, an iron piece that could no longer tell what it was fell to the ground with a clang. Zhang Ling looked at the scrap iron with a plain face, and took a look at the Emei disciple in the distance, and happened to see an Emei disciple covering his chest and vomiting blood.
"I'm dizzy, it's this!"
"What kind of evil taste is the head of Shushan? How could he give such a little sister such a cruel weapon?"
"That's right! Long black hair, sailor suit, beautiful girl and cherry blossoms all over the sky... How artistic! The leader of the Shushan School is indeed one of us!"
"good!"
With Ye Wen's skills, he could hear these words clearly. He wanted to curse, "You sister!" Ye Wen could only helplessly endure this impulse, because everything in front of him really made what he wanted to say seemed extremely pale and powerless.
With so many facts, how can we make a clear statement? Besides, he did have some evil taste!
"It's a good thing that I didn't call out the name of Huntian Baojian when I was fighting with others, otherwise..."
But I didn't expect that the monks suddenly started to mutter again: "Oh, after saying this, wasn't Master Ye's move just now the Ten Thousand Swords Art? I was so scared that I actually realized that it was a failure!"
"Yes! I noticed it as soon as you said it! By the way, when Master Ye was fighting with Zen Master Dihong before, could the palms that could produce dragon-shaped energy be the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
"And, have you noticed the seven lotus flowers that Master Ye threw out..."
"What kind of kung fu is that?"
"I haven't finished speaking yet!" The man was very dissatisfied with his words being interrupted: "I want to say the colors of the seven lotus flowers. Didn't you notice it? Moreover, the seven lotus flowers give people different feelings, and this kind of exercise is a bit like..."
"Huntian Baojian?"
The words were interrupted again, but the man was not angry at all. Instead, he seemed very proud, holding his head up and looking very proud, as if he said again: I am a master!
“…”
Ye Wen stopped talking. He found that although these monks were weak, their brains were indeed not comparable to ordinary people. No wonder they were accepted as disciples in such a harsh environment. They were indeed not comparable to ordinary people! With such observation and inference ability, they were far beyond ordinary people.
At this time, Ye Wen saw that many disciples had blocked the Emei disciples, so he took back all the more than 200 flying swords. This was the first time he had retracted the energy that had condensed into a flying sword since he created this skill. It can be seen how much skill had been consumed by the Ten Thousand Sword Technique.
The energy he retracted will be somewhat depleted, but it also alleviated Ye Wen's situation. At this time, as long as he doesn't match the masters, it will be very easy to deal with some ordinary monks!
Standing aside and quietly watching several of his students perform, Xu Xian suddenly came over: "Senior brother has taken in a few good disciples! I want to take in a few more disciples to teach me!"
"You?" Ye Wen looked up and down at his junior brother: "You are calm and determined to teach your disciple?"
"Hehe!" Xu Xian smiled awkwardly: "Senior brother said that, I think it would be better to continue to wander around the world with my Rongrong!"
Ye Wen was not surprised that he knew this would happen. In fact, he also wanted to live such a life? It was just that there was too much burden on his shoulders, not that he could do whatever he wanted.
After killing the Emei Sect this time, how should the Shushan Sect develop? He just has a general idea now.
He raised his head and looked at the group of decent people. Ye Wen found that these people were falling to him. He thought he had watched enough of the show and was ready to come down to clean up the mess.
Ye Wen predicted that these people must have wanted to let the Emei Sect go, for example, don’t kill them all! But this is already there, can he still let the Emei Sect go? Doesn’t that mean that he has left trouble for himself?
Some things were not suitable for him to take action. After Xu Xian noticed that Ye Wen's expression changed slightly, he immediately understood the senior brother's idea. He looked at his wife and saw Xu Xian and Huang Rongrong disappearing. Then, before the back point, he immediately showed a blood-colored picture of "sword light and broken arms flying together, sharp blades with blood in one color".
With Xu Xian taking the lead, everyone in the Shushan Sect immediately understood the meaning of the leader: Kill them all!
Ning Ruxue's Green Lotus Sword and the Gengjin Divine Light in Huayi all showed their power. Almost every time they flashed, they could kill several lives. Wang Bing, Zhao Lin and others no longer watched the show and rushed into the crowd to fight with the cultivators with weaker cultivation.
This change happened almost instantly. Zhang Sanfeng was taking everyone to make a fuss. He didn't come down just now and wanted to see the abilities of other people in the Shushan Sect, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly rush down in a hurry. In just a moment, all the remaining disciples of the Emei Sect had been killed.
Originally, Ye Wen didn't want to kill them, after all, he was not a murderer, but from the moment they attacked him, he threw this idea aside.
"Since you provoke me, you have to pay the price!"
The price paid by the Emei Sect is: the faction destroys people!
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