Cheng Hui felt that the sword light was unusually strange. Cheng Hui steadied his horse and stopped quietly. Faced with Yuan Ye's sword light that was charging back and forth, he struck out with terrifying palm power.
"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...
Continuously fighting, Yuan Ye rushed back and forth, attacking from all directions, even jumping into the sky to attack. He attacked fiercely eleven times, but unfortunately he was forced back by Cheng Hui's tyrannical palm force every time. As the
With the passage of time, Yuan Ye's overdraft strength was rapidly weakening, and at the same time, Yuan Ye's body gradually became thinner. Blood overflowed from all parts of Yuan Ye's body. His whole body was stained red, and he looked extremely miserable.
"Bump!" A violent explosion suddenly erupted where Cheng Hui was standing. The energy was raging for a while. With Cheng Hui as the center, almost half of the battlefield was destroyed. Huge cracks more than two feet wide appeared on the ground.
The shattered corpse had been damaged by the raging energy, leaving only patches of blood.
"puff!"
Cheng Hui spat out a mouthful of blood and his body was shaking.
The onlookers, Xu Zijing, Xu Ying and others retreated and retreated, watching from a distance, not daring to go beyond the thunder pool. Everyone's heart was filled with shock. A young man unexpectedly killed a peerless master who was about to become the Emperor of the Martial Arts.
Seriously injured, this is something they dare not imagine!
"Brother Ye!" Rui Xi cried and rushed forward desperately.
"Xiao Xi, don't come here. Nothing will happen to me. Even if it does, you must learn to be strong. In this world, there are too many people living in a superior world. They are born rich, born to be loved by their parents, and born to be loved by everyone.
The apple of their eye, they can squander the happiness around them wantonly. These people cannot understand the desolation of the lonely. And we, in this world, we can only survive by supporting each other. If I can't protect you, you must be strong." Yuan Ye's last words resounded throughout the whole world.
On the battlefield, all the aristocratic children, Xu Zijing, Xu Ying and others felt bursts of sadness. They were indeed the apple of everyone's eye, and they could get everything they wanted. Their lives were simply too superior compared to Yuan Ye's.
Unknowingly, looking at Yuan Ye's lonely and sad figure, the little witch was also confused. Is this a cynical, gangster and dirty scum or a heroic and iron-blooded man who can kill everyone for the sake of his family?
Yuan Ye's body moved again, and this time Yuan Ye burst out like an epiphyllum, the most dazzling golden fighting spirit, which was the last power in his body.
"The Twelfth Sword - Sacrifice your life for righteousness!"
A seven-foot-long sword light shot straight into the sky, like a thunder that shook the sky, and was dazzling. The final sword of the Demon-Sealing Sword Technique, which sacrificed one's life for righteousness, struck down from the air.
"Hmph, the end of the crossbow!" Cheng Hui sneered, still keeping his horse steady and preparing to resist. He knew that Yuan Ye had exhausted all his strength at this time. This was the last blow. As long as he could take this last sword, he would be victorious.
Although he was seriously injured, he forced himself to reach his peak state regardless of his injuries. He would never allow himself to be defeated by a young man.
The final sword of the Demon Sealing Sword Technique cut through the void, lighting up the entire battlefield, and a thunder sounded over the battlefield!
The golden sword light finally collided with Cheng Hui's cyan palm power. The sword light and cyan palm power were at loggerheads, and bursts of sonic booms occurred throughout the space.
Yuan Ye suddenly opened his eyes and shouted "Broken!"
"boom"
The golden sword light and the cyan palm force exploded at the same time. After an earth-shattering sound, the two terrifying forces disappeared. The world returned to clarity, and the place was quiet. "Haha..." There was a burst of laughter in the place, Cheng
Although Hui was hit with a huge wound on his chest that was as deep as the bone, he smiled boldly. He was fine. Yuan Ye's last blow just now was almost equivalent to the power of Emperor Wu, but life and death were one step away, and he still stood up in the end.
Came over.
"Do you think you can defeat me if you have the power of Emperor Wu instantly? Huh, naive! I can also have the power of Emperor Wu instantly. I have already stepped into Emperor Wu with one foot." As he spoke, Cheng Hui turned around and faced the field arrogantly.
The outsiders said: "This murderer has exhausted all his strength and is no different from a useless person. Now I will cut off his head as a tribute to the deceased!" "Only twelve swords were produced out of the Thirteen Demon-Sealing Swords. Do you think it's over?"
"?" Yuan Ye's indifferent voice suddenly sounded. At this time, Yuan Ye stood firmly in the center of the battlefield, his body covered with blood. Although he had no strength at all, he still had the aura of a strong man, but his eyes were missing.
He lost his former glory, but his fighting spirit has never been so strong.
"Hehe, a gust of wind can blow you now, and you are still talking arrogantly..." Cheng Hui sneered.
"Yes, I am very weak now, but you will still be defeated by me." Yuan Ye raised his hand, such a simple action, but now Yuan Ye has exhausted all his strength, he is too weak.
"The final secret of the first part of Ni Tianxue - The Sorrow of the Demon Sealed Demon!" As Yuan Ye raised his palm to the sky, the twelve swords originally struck out, and the twelve golden streaks left by the different trajectories of the twelve swords
The streamlines closed at the same time. At this time, everyone discovered that Yuan Ye's twelve swords were attacking from up, down, left, and right directions. In fact, their purpose was just to form a cage of twelve flowing lights. At this moment, as Yuan Ye made a fist with his hand,
The twelve golden streams of light also began to gather.
"Ah~~Damn it!" In the center of the stream of light, Cheng Hui waved out his palm power one after another. His palm power could resist Yuan Ye's sword. But at this time, Cheng Hui discovered that the twelve golden streams of light merged together, and every place
The defensive power was twelve times that of before. The golden stream of light gradually gathered, and Cheng Hui secretly complained. With his status, it was really difficult for him to shout for help, but if he didn't speak out, it would be impossible for him to receive Yuan Ye's blow.
Finally, Yuan Ye clenched his fists completely and said coldly, "Seal...the demon...!"
All twelve golden streamlines were integrated into Cheng Hui's body. These twelve golden streamlines completely cut off Cheng Hui's twelve major veins, and all power was sealed.
Use all your own power to seal all the power of an enemy who is far stronger than yourself. This is the last move to seal the demon's sorrow!
"You little bastard!" Yuan Ye shouted with his last strength.
"Roar!"
With a roar, the little bastard's huge three-meter-tall figure suddenly rushed forward and bit off Cheng Hui's head in one bite.
Poor Cheng Hui, a veteran master who had one foot in the Martial Emperor's hands, had no strength at all, and watched helplessly as a monster bit him, without the slightest resistance.
All this happened so fast. A senior master who was close to Emperor Wu was actually killed by a young man and his magical beast! This made everyone unbelievable! But it is a fact!
The rise of a young master! The fall of a famous senior! Yuan Ye is destined to be famous in Hunluo Prefecture and even the entire Yaoyan Mansion in today's battle!
"Peng!" Yuan Ye's scarred body was finally overwhelmed and fell to the ground.
"Kill him quickly. He is such a murderous monster. If we don't kill him now, the world will not be able to cure him in twenty years." Xu Zilong, the eldest son of the Lord of Hunluo Prefecture, pointed at Yuan Ye and yelled angrily.
More than a hundred people instantly surrounded Yuan Ye in the center.
"Roar!" The little bastard roared suddenly, and at the same time, his huge three-meter-tall figure actually grew two meters larger, and the aura of the huge five-meter-tall monster became even more terrifying. A roar like a tiger and a dragon resounded.
Sky.
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