"I didn't expect you to be so powerful. No wonder my brother would be defeated by you."
Wu Aotian stood up, the expression on his face gradually softened, he looked at Ye Xuan, his voice was full of doubts, surprise and resentment.
Ye Xuan's expression was cold, and his innate cold and arrogant aura exuded, which was breathtaking.
He said coldly: "I defeated your brother in a fair and aboveboard manner during the competition. But you used such despicable means to attack and kill me. Fortunately, you are still a disciple of the Moyun Sect. What a shame."
Extremely despicable. I showed mercy to your sword just now, not because I thought you were a fellow disciple, but because I was afraid that your dirty body would dirty the sword in my hand!"
Wu Aotian sneered and said: "Don't flaunt yourself to be so noble. Isn't it just that you hid your strength to fight against my brother and dealt such a heavy blow to my brother to prevent him from participating in the resurrection match? If you say despicable, you are better than me.
It’s not much better.”
"In a duel between two people, the winner or loser is very close, who can control his own power well. The reason why Wu Yutian lost was because of his arrogance and arrogance."
Ye Xuan sneered, looking at Wu Aotian with eyes full of contempt and disdain.
"It's too late for you to get out now, otherwise, I will kill you!"
Wu Aotian laughed loudly and said coldly: "Kill me? Do you still have the ability? If you were a killer just now, I would have no power to resist or fight back. But now, I have restored my body with mystical magic. You can still kill me."
Got it?"
Ye Xuan sneered and said: "It seems that you have forgotten the power of that punch just now. Okay, I will let you try it again!"
"I know that the punch you just made was the same as the one that defeated my brother. Otherwise, you are young and would not have such a powerful force in your body. But that secret method alone is not enough.
, as a warrior, if you want to be crazy to the end, you must rely on real combat power."
Wu Aotian sneered, holding the long sword in his hand, the paleness on his face was gone, and his expression had completely recovered.
Ye Xuan stood there and said contemptuously: "It seems that you are determined not to give up until you reach the Yellow River, so I will let you never forget today's battle with me in your life."
"If you speak arrogantly, I will cripple you today and you will never be able to practice again forever." Wu Aotian roared coldly and stabbed Ye Xuan with a sword.
Ye Xuan jumped back, and murderous aura erupted from his body, which could penetrate the sky.
"Since you have such a cruel mentality, I will not be polite to you. Today I will also cripple you so that you will never be able to practice again."
While he was retreating, he activated the Nine Jue Heart Sutra, and the powerful Nine Jue divine power spurted out from his body crazily.
At this moment, he was like a god descending from heaven, surrounded by nine-colored divine light, exuding an incomparable aura that dominated the world.
Wu Aotian stabbed out his sword and performed a magic class sword skill. The secret of this sword was to kill the heart. It locked onto Ye Xuan's heart and stabbed straight away. No matter how the person being stabbed moved, the sword would remain inseparable.
Until it penetrates the heart of the person being stabbed.
With this sword, other Moyun disciples, unless their strength is much higher than that of Wu Aotian, will be severely injured by his sword.
But his sword met Ye Xuan, so no matter how powerful his sword was, it was ordinary and devoid of any threat in Ye Xuan's eyes.
Ye Xuan's body was stabilized by an ancient tree, and he used the ancient tree to use his feet to exert a little more force. Then he suddenly swung out the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword, and merged into this place with a magical power equivalent to the seventh level of the fantasy martial arts realm.
In the sword, he fiercely thrust towards Wu Aotian's sword.
Since you can't dodge, use absolute power to destroy it.
This is what Ye Xuan thinks of at this moment as a way to deal with Wu Aotian's sword.
There was a sound of metal shattering, and Wu Aotian's sword turned into fragments again, falling from the air to the ground.
Ye Xuan's body fell to the ground, leaving him no chance to breathe. Because Wu Aotian knew the secret method of rapid healing and recovery, once he was given time, he would regain his strength.
The long sword stabbed out in an ordinary manner, with no sword skills or any moves. It was just a casual thrust, and Wu Aotian's expression suddenly changed, and a deep surprise appeared on his face.
The sword was so fast that it made him feel powerless.
Ye Xuan sneered, his sword displayed the secret of extreme speed, his body and the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword were as fast as lightning, surging with the Nine Ultimate Divine Power, piercing Wu Aotian's chest.
Wu Aotian was shocked, but he had no more swords to use. In desperation, he folded his palms and struck Ye Xuan and the Tianyan Divine Sword with a shocking palm strike.
The palm movement is swift and fierce, like a violent surge, full of explosive power.
Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent, his sword style remained unchanged, and he put all his strength into this sword.
But when he saw the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword, its whole body was dazzling, with nine colors of divine power swirling around it, like a dazzling giant dragon, it pierced through Wu Aotian's crazy palm with a bang, and stabbed straight into his chest.
When he saw that his palm power was broken by Ye Xuan, he was extremely frightened. He punched out with both fists, attacking Ye Xuan with two extremely domineering punches.
But Ye Xuan stabbed with his sword, breaking through all the methods with speed, and penetrated his fist wave again.
Moreover, he used the secret meaning of swallowing with his left hand, swallowing all the fist energy left after passing through the hole of the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword into his body, and then merged it into the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword.
Wu Aotian saw all this, and his courage was shattered. Ye Xuan was so powerful that it made him tremble.
"I heard that you are a warrior who is proud of his sword. Now that you don't even have a sword, what else can you use to fight me?"
Ye Xuan sneered while attacking and killing, with a look of deep disdain for Wu Aotian on his face.
Wu Aotian's face was pale and he had no intention of talking to Ye Xuan anymore. He was thinking about ways to break Ye Xuan's sword. But time was limited. Ye Xuan's sword was getting closer and closer to him, and his legs gradually became weak.
It looked like I couldn't retreat anymore.
At this moment, Ye Xuan heard a cold shout, which came from three hundred meters behind him.
"Ye Xuan, do you dare to kill your fellow disciples?"
Ye Xuan had already heard that the person yelling was Ling Aoyu.
He did not stop and shouted in a cold voice: "He is only allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to kill him? Who made this rule?"
Wu Aotian saw Ling Aoyu running towards him, and his face suddenly lit up with joy.
He sneered: "Ye Xuan, Uncle Ling is here, why don't you stop?"
Ye Xuan sneered and said: "Even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't save you. I said I would cripple you, so naturally I can't break my promise to you."
When Wu Aotian heard what he said, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he shouted to Ling Aoyu: "Uncle Ling, please come and beg me ---"
Ye Xuan sneered, and the energy on the long sword exploded, and he continuously poured the devoured heaven and earth essence into the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword.
"Resign yourself to your fate!"
He sneered, his expression turned ruthless, and he sent out the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword forcefully, breaking through Wu Aotian's protective aura and going straight into his right chest.
Screams rang out, and Wu Aotian was pierced by Ye Xuan's sword. He retreated unabated and was nailed to an ancient tree by the sword.
Ye Xuan sneered, stood firm, turned around and looked at Ling Aoyu, who was rushing towards him.
"Why are Master Uncle Ling here? Could it be that he is here to avenge Wu Yutian?" His words were cold, but full of sarcasm.
Ling Aoyu fell down and shouted coldly: "I asked you to stop, are you deaf?"
"Did you call me? The disciple didn't hear it. Maybe it's because your voice was too quiet, uncle. Next time you call me, raise your voice louder, otherwise, the disciple may still not be able to hear you." Ye Xuan chuckled softly.
, looked calm and did not take the powerful Ling Aoyu seriously.
Ling Aoyu said coldly: "Ye Xuan, if you dare to kill the inner disciples, you have committed a big mistake. I will take you to see the law enforcement elder and put you in Moyun Heavenly Prison."
"Do you want to distort the facts and confuse right and wrong? Wu Aotian attacked me first. I fought with him to protect myself. Who knew that his cultivation level was low and his academic skills were not amazing. Even my magical cultivation level is only at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
No one can beat
Yes, that's why I was injured on my sword. Am I wrong? Besides, the sect has stipulated that no matter whether they are inner or outer disciples, as long as their lives are not harmed, they are considered to be practicing martial arts. Is it true that the master's apprentice is a master?
Haven’t you learned anything before?”
Ye Xuan looked calm, ignoring Ling Aoyu's cold expression, and said slowly.
Ling Aoyu was furious, exuding powerful coercion from his body, and stepped towards Ye Xuan step by step.
Ye Xuan sensed the aura erupting from his body and roughly determined that his divine power should be at the beginning of the divine martial realm.
Although Ling Aoyu was powerful, his expression remained as calm as before, and he chuckled: "Ling Aoyu, do you want to fight me?"
"I'm cleaning up the house!" Ling Aoyu had murderous intent.
Ye Xuan said angrily: "I think you are afraid of the five-year agreement I have made with you. Huh! That's fine, let me deal with you here today, and you don't have to wait until five years later."
"Arrogant, you alone want to kill me?" Ling Aoyu shouted coldly as he advanced.
Ye Xuan sneered and said, "Killing you is like butchering a dog. Don't forget that I can control the sky with the emperor's Dao pattern, and I also have an emperor-level killing array that can kill demigods. What? You should try it too.
?”
As soon as he said these words, Ling Aoyu immediately stood still.
Ye Xuan sneered and said: "Don't pretend to be a coward, come and kill me if you have the guts. A mere monk at the beginning of the divine martial arts really thinks of himself as a demigod."
Although Ling Aoyu relied on his high level of cultivation, he was very afraid of the Taoist patterns and killing formations mentioned by Ye Xuan.
He stopped, put away his divine power and murderous aura, and his expression softened and he said: "Okay, why did you and Wu Aotian use force? I don't care. But now he has been severely injured by you, aren't you ready to withdraw?"
Hands?"
Ye Xuan laughed loudly and scolded: "Ling Aoyu, you are such a damn softie. As soon as I mentioned the killing formation and Dao pattern, you changed from a rooster full of fighting spirit to a rooster laying eggs.
You idiot. His grandma is really a disgrace to men."
"Ye Xuan, don't push me too far!" Ling Aoyu shouted coldly.
Ye Xuan smiled playfully and said, "I have a killing formation, and I just want to force you. What? If you are not convinced, then have a fight with me? I will definitely let you become a person in front of the Dao pattern or the killing formation.
Fly ash.”
Ling Aoyu was speechless, his face turned livid and gloomy, and his eyes radiated with extremely vicious eyes.
Ye Xuan ignored him and walked straight to Wu Aotian. In a flash of his mind, the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword had returned from Wu Aotian's body to his own hands.
This sword strike was very measured and did not kill Wu Aotian.
Wu Aotian covered his chest and coughed a few times. His eyes looking at Ye Xuan were filled with hatred, and a look of hatred surged on his face.
"If I let you off the hook, you still dare to hold a grudge against me?"
Ye Xuan shouted coldly, swung the Heavenly Flame Divine Sword in his hand at a very fast speed, put the sword on Wu Aotian's face, and whipped it fiercely.
But when a snapping sound was heard, in the blink of an eye, the Tianyan Divine Sword in Ye Xuan's hand had left dozens of marks on the back of the sword on Wu Aotian's face!