When the sword light disappeared, the four figures shrouded in the sword light appeared again. However, compared with the first time, these four figures had become extremely embarrassed and miserable.
There was no trace of pride on the faces of the four men with scarred faces anymore. Their faces were extremely pale, like little wives who had been ravaged countless times, which was shocking.
Rong Kaixuan's behavior was even more strange. He frowned slightly and stared at the spiritual sword in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.
"Walk……"
The scar-faced man roared low, his figure shook, and he was about to run away, but the other three did not dare to neglect and turned around immediately.
After fighting this young man once, they were frightened and had no fighting spirit at all.
Although the aura released from this young man is still that of a master, the strength he displays is comparable to that of his ancestor. Faintly, they all have a feeling that Shicai Jianmang did not use all his strength, otherwise
, they may not be able to escape yet.
Rong Kaixuan suddenly raised his head and said in surprise: "Why are you leaving? Come practice with me for a while longer."
Before he finished speaking, he stabbed out with a sword. The sword was not fast, and the light was not sharp. But when the sword was thrust out, it was like a maggot attached to the bone. The surge of sword light immediately blocked the scarred man.
A person's escape route.
Fang Jian and Yuan Biao looked at each other, Rong Kaixuan's sword was a bit too childish.
However, as soon as the idea came to their mind, they saw the four scarred men screaming in unison, and then they rushed here and there, giving full play to their strength.
However, no matter how hard they tried, it was of no use in front of Rong Kaixuan. The spiritual sword in Rong Kaixuan's hand appeared and disappeared. He swung it in the east and slashed in the west, but this seemingly unorganized sword technique killed the scar-faced man.
The others were tightly bound within a few feet around the body.
The people fighting against each other at the moment are all master-level experts, and their power is extremely powerful. If they exert their full strength, even a land of dozens of feet, let alone a few feet in radius, will be turned upside down by them.
However, under the light of Rong Kaixuan's sword, the strength of these four people seemed to be reduced countless times. Although they shouted loudly and went all out, they did not cause much damage to the surrounding environment.
After witnessing this almost miraculous scene, Fang Jian and Yuan Biao became increasingly speechless.
After a long time, Yuan Biao said in a deep voice: "Brother Fang, what's going on?"
Fang Jian frowned and said slowly: "If I'm not mistaken, Brother Rong's sword technique is very weird."
He can be considered a discerning person. The memory inheritance received by Rong Kaixuan not only includes the use of spells, but also includes the memories of spirit fighters.
He integrated his memory inheritance into his swordsmanship. At this moment, the swordsmanship that seemed to be performed at will actually contained great power and strange and unpredictable abilities.
He was able to draw a lot of strength from every exchange of spiritual soldiers with the scar-faced man and others. He also used his strength to let others bear the strength of each other's masters.
He stood in the center of the circle and seemed to be surrounded by one, but in fact he only spent a very small amount of energy, and he just acted as a thread.
The four men with scarred faces were actually beating themselves from head to toe, but neither they inside the game nor Fang Jian and Yuan Biao who were watching the fight outside knew anything about it.
Perhaps Fang Jian could faintly see something incongruous, but asking him to tell the reason would be much more difficult than killing him.
There was always a faint smile on Rong Kaixuan's face. His spiritual thoughts left his body and took control of everything around him.
Every change of the scar-faced man's moves, even every breeze blowing in the air, and every blade of grass on the ground rising and falling, were all within his perception.
Omniscient and omnipotent. This is a super power that is close to omniscience and omnipotence.
He didn't know that even an ordinary ancestor-level powerhouse might not be able to reach the level of crystal clarity in his spiritual thoughts. When the spiritual thoughts reach the state of omniscience and omnipotence, they have actually begun to develop unconsciously.
The soul power is tempered.
All of these are the changes caused by Rong Kaixuan after he obtained the memory inheritance. In a short period of time, his strength can skyrocket, easily crushing the same level. And more importantly, it will lay the best foundation for his future progress.
A solid foundation.
"ah……"
Suddenly, the scar-faced man cried out sadly, "Junior brothers, be careful."
He took out something from his arms, which was a special talisman with a strict sword intent.
After seeing this talisman, the expressions of the other three people changed drastically. They each screamed, with incredible horror and despair on their faces, and all kinds of lights lit up on their bodies.
These are the lights of protection. They have activated all the protective power as much as possible, and have completely spent all the money on the box. It can be seen that the talisman in the hands of the scar-faced man has brought them
What a strong shock and despair.
The scar-faced man glanced at Rong Kaixuan bitterly, and the resentment in his eyes seemed to be able to melt people directly.
Then, he raised his wrist and threw the talisman in his hand.
Once this talisman flew into the air, it was immediately torn apart. The next moment, countless sword lights appeared in the void, flying towards all spaces within thirty feet.
In just an instant, a huge cocoon of light with a radius of thirty feet was formed in this area. Within the cocoon of light, endless sword energy seemed to be able to tear apart the space.
Fang Jian and Yuan Biao's expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed at the same time: "The magic talisman..."
After seeing this infinite sword light, they immediately sensed the incredible power contained in it. This power, let alone the Grandmaster level, even the Ancestor level could not even imagine releasing it.
The trump card in the scarred-faced man's hand turned out to be a sword talisman personally refined by a powerful person who ascended to the sky to become a god. Although this sword talisman only had the power of a sword of the powerful person who ascended to the sky, it was the power of a powerful person who ascended to the god level.
Ah, how can little masters like them be able to bear it?
Looking at the huge cocoon of light, their hearts completely sank.
Because they knew that if Rong returned in triumph, he would surely die.
"Pa..."
When the power in the light cocoon exploded to its extreme, it finally burst open.
Although the power sealed in the talisman is a power that reaches the sky, it is not infinite. After maintaining it for a while, it immediately dissipates.
When the sword light disappeared, the ground was already covered in mud. Except for the scarred man who was still standing on the same spot, his three junior brothers had been cut into pieces of bloody flesh by the infinite sword light.
After all, this sword light is not in front of the real powerful person who conferred the gods. Except for the releaser, it can no longer be divided into enemies and friends. Although the three people had released all their defensive power before, under this sword, they were still
He died without any resistance.
Of course, Rong Kaixuan, who was targeted by all the sword rays, disappeared and was probably completely killed by the sword rays.
The scar-faced man turned his head and looked at Fang Jian and Yuan Biao fiercely. However, he was the only senior brother left at this moment. When facing two of the same rank, he no longer had the confidence he had before.
However, just when he was hesitating, he saw that the eyes of Fang Jian and Yuan Biao suddenly widened. They looked at him with strange eyes, as if they had suddenly seen a ghost.
He felt a chill in his heart and suddenly turned his head. Then, he saw a face that made him hate him to the core.
After Rong triumphed, this boy stood quietly on the spot. He held the spiritual sword upside down in his hand and looked at himself with a smile.
The scar-faced man took a few steps back in horror, his upper and lower teeth rattled, and shouted sternly: "You, why are you not dead?"
Rong Kaixuan sneered disdainfully and said, "Isn't it strange that you didn't die?"
"No, it's impossible. How could you be alive under the talisman of the Patriarch? It's impossible." The scar-faced man screamed heartbreakingly. He felt inexplicably. A myth in his mind seemed to be being destroyed.
People break.
Rong Kaixuan glanced at him with pity. He thought for a moment and said, "You have to watch carefully."
His body swayed, and a yellow light surged from his body, and then disappeared in an instant.
The scar-faced man was startled. His expression suddenly became extremely strange.
"The art of earth escape, you know the art of earth escape..." He murmured: "This is the spell of a spiritual person, how can you learn it."
The yellow light flashed again, and Rong Kaixuan emerged from the ground spotlessly. He smiled and said: "It's very simple, because I am a spiritual and martial artist."
"Double cultivator of spirit and martial arts, you are actually dual cultivator of spirit and martial arts..." The scar-faced man looked mortified, but then he yelled: "It's impossible, when I tore the talisman, I already locked your breath, don't say
It's Earth Escape, and even if you go to the ends of the earth, you can't even think of avoiding the talisman's attack."
Rong Kaixuan sneered disdainfully and said, "A frog in a well doesn't know what to say."
If the person who locked him was the powerful person who ascended to the sky and became a god, he might not be able to get rid of it, but how could it be possible to lock his position with just a magical talisman.
This is the strong confidence he gained after fighting against a powerful person who ascended to heaven and became a god.
Besides him, even the ancestor-level experts would find it difficult to avoid being tracked by spiritual senses here.
Rong Kaixuan nodded and said, "Do you still have any talismans on you?"
The scar-faced man shook his head blankly. The talisman was such a rare thing, and even he could only get one. This was the result of the family's efforts to fight for it, so that he could take precautions.
When he found out that three of his senior brothers had died under the magic talisman, but that hateful young man was still alive and kicking, he felt filled with regret.
His footsteps moved slowly towards the rear. At this moment, he no longer had the slightest will to fight.
Rong Kaixuan glanced at him one last time and sighed: "Since you don't have the magic talisman, what's the use of keeping you?"
The scar-faced man was so horrified that he could no longer cover his whereabouts and soared into the air, trying to stay as far away from this person as possible even if he risked being injured.
Rong Kaixuan sneered. With a wave of his hand, he took out the wind exorcism staff and tapped it in the direction of the scar-faced man across the space.
"call……"
A huge sound of wind flew through the air, and in an instant it caught up with the scar-faced man who was desperately trying to escape. Countless wind blades whirled and cut through him, splashing blood all over the sky.