The dust dissipated, Huo Yun's face was pale, with a few traces of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were blazing at Ye Xuan opposite him.
"You're really strong, it's the first time in three years that I've been injured in a fight against someone."
Ye Xuan smiled normally, his smile was calm, but he was full of respect. He said with a slight excitement: "You are also very strong, and you are much stronger than Zhang Tuo."
"But I lost the duel of the body-building path! Your body-building path is not much stronger than mine, but the strength of your body makes me look at it." Huo Yun sighed lightly.
He lost the duel of the body-building path, but his expression was not disappointed or resentful, but instead he had more yearning and joy.
"I was injured, but I was lighter than you. If I fight again next time, it would be unfair to you." Ye Xuan looked at him and signaled that the originally planned overall battle would be postponed.
Huo Yun did not hesitate and said firmly: "Come on! I am a level higher than your cultivation level. Although I am injured more than you, it can be even."
After he finished speaking, an extremely powerful fighting spirit emanated from his body, and a murderous aura that soared into the sky instantly filled two feet in a radius.
"I still have three moves, I want to defeat you!" He shouted lightly, and quickly pulled out a long sword from his back.
Ye Xuan did not dare to be careless, his thoughts flashed, and a spear with an ancient aura flew out of the house and landed straight in his hand. The spear was raised, and his body was also filled with fighting spirit, which shocked everyone onlookers.
"What a powerful fighting spirit, it's better than Senior Brother Huo Yun!" Xi Dan said in shock and couldn't help but say.
A disciple of the Tian Group looked at the spear in surprise in Ye Xuan's hand and whispered: "This spear is full of ancient charm, giving me a very powerful and mysterious feeling."
"This guy is really not simple. The cultivation level of the mortal martial arts realm can actually communicate with weapons and souls, which shocked me so much." The sword guard had surprise and joy on his face, and he seemed to be very optimistic about Ye Xuan.
Huo Yun looked at the process of holding the gun just now, and his expression showed a bit of solemnity.
At this time, a shocking shouting sounded in Ye Xuan's sea of consciousness, "Boy, show off your f*ck. You have to know that using divine thoughts to control objects, you must at least reach the Xuanwu realm."
"Senior, if I don't do this, how can I shock Huo Yun? Don't forget that I can defeat Ling Aotian's people with my spiritual sense. If I don't show my skills in my spiritual sense, how can I convince him?" Ye Xuan said with a smile in the sea of consciousness.
"Well. It sounds like you're doing it right. However, remember not to show off in the future, so as to avoid being seen by people with high cultivation." Jingtian agreed with his approach, but also warned him.
At this time, Huo Yun had already stabbed out his long sword and launched the first round of attack.
But when the sword light flashed, it blew up an invisible wave of air. The three-meter-long space was filled with powerful cold air, causing the temperature to drop a lot in an instant. This is the intermediate combat skill of the spirit level, the first move in the "Nine Swords of Demon-killing Demons", the sword penetrates the demon heart.
Ye Xuan looked at his sword piercing the demon heart, and did not dare to be careless at all. This was a spiritual intermediate combat skill after all.
He stabbed out his spear, and the first stance of the spiritual level general combat skills, the first stance of the Phantom of the Phantom. The Phantom of the Hundred Spears was already exerted against Huo Yun's sword that penetrated the demon heart.
But I saw gun shadows everywhere, as if hundreds of gun shadows were emitting extremely surging waves of air, colliding with Huo Yun's long sword.
Huo Yun was shocked and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart facing the shadow of the gun everywhere. Which shot was the real gun? With hesitation, Ye Xuan rushed over, holding the gun in one hand, but it was like a hundred guns stabbing.
Huo Qu frowned and used his perception to convey his entire body's strength into the sword body. The sword's momentum changed and he rolled up the sword shadows in the sky and collided with Ye Xuan's phantom of hundreds of spears.
Two muffled groans came out, and both of them took a few steps back, staring at each other with fiery eyes.
Ye Xuan looked a little relaxed and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Huo Yun, one move has passed, and the winner has not been decided. The second move, I want to see the conclusion, so that you will be defeated by my spear!"
"Arrogant, do you think I, Huo Yun, are made of mud? OK, this move will be clear." Huo Yun sneered, but his expression was solemn. His injury worsened a little more when he had a fight with Ye Xuan just now.
Ye Xuan's spear stabbed out, whirlpool swayed and pierced straight towards Huo Yun. This was the second move of Douzhuan Phantom, devouring the sky. But the shocking spear exuding an ancient aura pierced out endless coldness, and the coldness rolled around and turned into a whirlpool, absorbing the surrounding air, and devouring towards Huo Yun.
Huo Yun was shocked and quickly pooled all his combat power into a sword, swept up the spiral-rolled sword shadows all over the sky, and stabbed towards Ye Xuan. This was the seventh move among the nine swords of the Demon-killing Demons, and the sword swept the Eight Desolations.
At this moment, both of the two of them improved their combat skills. Ye Xuan's spiritual level general combat skills instantly showed the strength of the spiritual level advanced. Huo Yun's combat skills also improved from intermediate level to advanced.
The sword energy was scattered and the gun shadow was everywhere. The two of them intersected their weapons, making an extremely harsh collision sound.
"You can't beat me this round!" Huo Yun used his sword to resist Ye Xuan's spear.
Ye Xuan sneered: "This round, I will win you!"
The two of them competed with each other in their hands, but they did not give in to each other.
Ye Xuan's spear sank and added a little more power. This surprised Huo Yun, "Do you still retain the divine power?"
"It's not divine power, it's the power of the body! I'm not only invincible in the same level, but also in the same realm."
Ye Xuan chuckled, and after his voice fell, he suddenly swung an extremely violent punch with his left hand. The fist was powerful and exuded a powerful and invincible idea. He flew up like an iron hammer, and with a weight of ten thousand pounds, it fell straight into Huo Yun's chest.
"Your strength is beyond my expectations."
Huo Yun was shocked and suspicious, and raised his palm and emitted endless palm power, leading towards Ye Xuan's heavy punch.
"You are defeated!"
Ye Xuan's cold shout sounded, the power of the spear in his right hand continued to increase, and the power of the heavy punch in his left hand also increased.
"abnormal!"
Huo Yun exclaimed, and his left palm had already hit Ye Xuan's right fist.
With a bang, the two of them fought against their strong bodies again. Ye Xuan smiled calmly, but Huo Yun was pale.
"You're defeated!"
Ye Xuan's words sounded again, and his gun and fist increased force at the same time. Huo Yun's face was pale, he vomited blood from his mouth, and his body fell one foot away.