He suddenly changed his attention, not because he was worried about Yang Di turning defeat into victory, but because he was eager to win this battle smoothly and did not want to cause trouble.
call!
Wei Bin's moves were swift and ferocious, and a pair of silver thorns in his hands made a sound of breaking the wind, emitting astonishing fluctuations.
It was a manifestation of the innate divine power condensed between the weapons, and this blow was a powerful one.
But Yang Di did not panic, nor was he prepared to change his weapon. Although he still had a golden sword of extraordinary origin in his hand, a mottled iron sword was enough to deal with this man.
"Why are you so arrogant? For me, even a flower or a tree is enough to kill you, just watch my moves!"
Yang Di shouted in a low voice, waved his arm, and the already somewhat bent iron sword in his hand became straight again.
He ignored the gap in the blade and still thrust out the move sharply, meeting the opponent's attack head-on.
"Seeking death!" Seeing that this guy dared to challenge his innate divine power head-on, Wei Bin's eyes were filled with jest, and he became even more determined to move forward.
Many people around him were puzzled. This kid had already suffered a big loss in the same confrontation. Now, facing Wei Bin's stronger offensive, he still didn't adjust his response. Is this asking for his own death?
But the next moment, a shocking scene appeared!
call out!
Yang Di's moves remained unchanged, and even the angle of the sword remained unchanged, but the power of the sword changed dramatically. It was like a rainbow piercing the sun, suddenly accelerating, and mixed with the sound of breaking wind, the blow was also extraordinary.
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clang!
A crisp sound of impact spread out along with the powerful impact, and the two met at hand-to-hand combat, but this time, the iron sword in Yang Di's hand was no longer severely bent or broken as many people expected.
The edge of the iron sword remained unabated, flashing with cold light, and it looked surprisingly sharp at this moment.
On the opposite side, Wei Bin, who was holding a heavy treasure and using his innate divine power, was shocked and retreated continuously.
It was obviously just the power of a sword, but he seemed to have hit a wall.
"How is that possible?" Wei Bin's eyes were full of shock, and he looked at the motionless man in front of him in disbelief.
Regardless of factors such as weapons, strength or cultivation level, he had the upper hand, and his opponent's sword was nothing fancy. The result of this contest really couldn't make him believe it.
Suddenly, Wei Bin's expression changed and he realized something.
At the moment of the confrontation, Wei Bin felt that all the strength in his body suddenly "leaked", like a deflated rubber ball.
That feeling was very powerless, but it wasn't that he was weak in his follow-up or made any mistakes, but that his opponent's sword seemed to hit the weak spot between his moves without any bias.
In the field of monastic warriors, this is the much talked about way of "controlling the enemy in subtle ways", but that kind of thing is too illusory and difficult to operate in actual combat. The opportunity is fleeting and requires amazing insight.
Only those who are proficient in the powerful magic of heaven can perform it in certain situations.
But in a normal confrontation between opponents of the same level, the possibility of this happening is almost zero. Even if you observe the subtleties, you still won't be able to achieve precise attacks.
"I don't believe that you can master the methods of those terrifying beings at such a young age!" After thinking for a few seconds, Wei Bin shouted coldly and angrily, and charged forward again.
He didn't believe that the person opposite him had truly reached the martial arts realm of "exploiting subtle moves".
To a certain extent, that kind of field is more difficult to reach than the realm of pure cultivation. It requires amazing talent and understanding, and it also requires sufficient accumulation.
In these aspects, that kid can't achieve anything. How could he imitate those people with great magical powers?
clang!
However, before he could get closer, the same astonishing scene appeared again. Yang Di struck back, and the power of his sword seemed to be no match for him, but he once again neutralized its ferocious momentum, and this time also provoked a blow on Wei Bin's shoulder.
Cluster of blood flowers.
Seeing such a scene, many monks present were stunned and felt incredible.
"Is this the way to move a thousand pounds with four ounces?" an old man exclaimed, asking such a question.
Along the way of cultivating Taoism, there are indeed ways of fighting that can defy gravity, but for many people, it is difficult to actually do it in the same level of combat.
"The principles are similar, but I feel that this young man's sword-wielding technique is much better than that of using four ounces of a thousand pounds. It is a bit like the realm of subtle Taoism." A Supreme Elder from the Feather Clan said in shock, showing a look of astonishment.
"Breaking the truth in a subtle way?" Everyone present exclaimed, and they couldn't believe it was true.
Even several ancestor-level beings frowned. Their current strength has truly reached the threshold of entering the subtle realm, but they basically only know a little bit about it.
If this kid is so impressive at such a young age, it really makes them worry more and more. After all, after today's battle, Liang Zi has taken over and will become more or less a threat to them in the future.
Wei Bin, who was in the middle of the battle, suffered setbacks twice in succession, and now he even lost his previous composure.
"Tell me, what trick is it that can break my innate power?" Wei Bin asked angrily. Until now, he still can't believe that all this is true. He thinks that Yang Di must have used some shady means to be opportunistic.
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In fact, this is also the thought of many people present.
"As you can see, why bother asking again?" Yang Di said calmly and said nothing more.
In fact, the ability he is showing now is not a subtle breakthrough in the true sense. That kind of state is too advanced and difficult for ordinary strong people to understand.
However, the way Yang Di used his sword just now is somewhat similar to that of Ruwei Po Dao. It also uses precise timing and position to attack the opponent's weakest point.
This technique draws on the expertise of the Tianji clan, but Yang Di did not achieve all this through Tianji techniques.
What he relies on is his increasingly powerful celestial eye and his superb swordsmanship.
To a certain extent, this ability is difficult to copy, and Yang Di just has many factors.
"Don't be so proud. You have only been able to hold on to my limited innate divine power. Now let me show you the true magical powers of my Celestial Clan!"
After questioning to no avail, Wei Bin roared and continued to charge fiercely, but this time, he had already used his trump card.
He acknowledged Yang Di's extraordinary methods in words, but at the same time, he never made the world think that the innate power of the Celestial Clan was so unbearable.
In fact, needless to say, Yang Di has never underestimated this terrifying talent.
Innate divine power comes from the special bloodline of the gods and can be regarded as the strongest innate power that a mortal body can possess.
As for the innate immortal power possessed by the legendary immortal body, it is usually not regarded as a true innate power because it is too ethereal and illusory.
But as Wei Bin himself said, what Yang Di is currently suppressing is only his innate divine power. This does not mean that Yang Di can suppress the innate divine power of all descendants of the Celestial Clan.
At the very least, Yang Di knew that Cao Lin, who was going to fight next, was more capable and talented than Wei Bin in this area, and the intensity of his innate divine power was also significantly different.
However, this obviously cannot be the reason for Yang Di to stay. The Tian Clan has repeatedly pestered him, and they even threatened him with Mansha before. Yang Di is already furious, and he is also concerned about the arrogant guy in front of him.
It's quite unsightly.
Facing Wei Bin's magical magic from the Celestial Clan, Yang Di still used his iron sword to fight back, but there were some changes in his moves.
"Three Soul-Destroying Swords, Kai!" Yang Di shouted, displaying a magical sword technique, and his figure instantly became illusory as he moved forward.
The Three Soul-Breaking Swords, a killing technique in Liuyun Sword Technique, has only three moves, but each move is a fatal method. The sword is only used to kill the enemy and win. Each sword requires an instant consumption of a lot of soul power.
It's quite a bit of a trick.
Before his soul entered the second stage, Yang Di was barely able to use the first sword, so he never used it.
Now, with the substantial increase in soul strength and the birth of the soul, he is growing rapidly in all aspects. He can now display this soul sword killing move with ease.
Yang Di's figure almost disappeared on the spot, and only a shadow swayed in the air, like Jiuyou's seducer, controlling the scythe of death.
Under Yang Di's ghostly transformation, Wei Bin missed the target and lost his lock on Yang Di's entire body.
Obscure and profound runes were floating around the shadow, and the surrounding light and shadow fell into a dark state. Wei Bin, who was in the middle of the battle, felt that his eyes had lost color and completely fell into boundless darkness, as if the sky had stepped down.
He was horrified. After defeating the Celestial Clan's magic method, he felt as if he was instantly trapped in a dangerous jungle. There was a ferocious beast lurking around, and it would jump out at any time to launch a fatal blow.
Everyone who was watching this battle also gasped, and many of the old men in Juejian Villa also had expressions on their faces. It was hard to believe that a young man could evolve sword moves to such an exquisite level.
Moreover, many powerful people have noticed that this is just a starting move, and the real killing technique has not yet come.
From this we can see that that man not only has unexpected attainments in swordsmanship, but also controls powerful sword techniques.
boom!
Unable to locate his opponent, Wei Bin quickly fell into panic. He began to swing the silver thorn crazily, sweeping across all directions, hoping to knock out his opponent through indiscriminate attacks.
But it was useless. Yang Di seemed to have evaporated from the world. There was no trace of him. There were only a few ghostly shadows floating around, and there was also a terrifying soul power that restricted the area, like
The cage confines the opponent.
"Come out, get out!"
Wei Bin roared and violently used the Tian Clan's secret skill, a pair of silver thorns like Xia Hui's impact.
He never completely lost his intelligence. While attacking crazily, he also invisibly shrunk his defense.
Because Wei Bin was sure that the boy was planning a terrible attack.
His guess was correct. In fact, everyone present knew what Yang Di wanted to do, but sometimes, vague predictions can't change anything.
Wow!
Suddenly, a bright light rose up in the darkness, making it difficult to open your eyes, as if there was a divine light shining through.
In the flash of lightning, Wei Bin saw the figure. He was overjoyed and prepared to quickly launch a counterattack.
However, before he could use his move, Wei Bin felt a stinging pain in his soul.
Before the opponent's sword light came, his human soul seemed to have suffered a sudden and heavy blow, and it all happened silently.
"ah!"
Wei Bin shouted, his heart was extremely frightened. Amid the tingling sensation in his soul, his consciousness became trance-like and blank.
But in a battle between the strong, any negligence is fatal, let alone falling into such a situation where you lose control of your body in an instant.
puff!
That cold iron sword was still shockingly fast, and until the terrifying scene of a sword sealing his throat reappeared, this genius of the Heavenly Clan still could not free himself from the stinging pain in his soul.
His pupils began to dilate, and the arrogance and heat in his eyes dissipated. At the moment of death, he seemed to have experienced despair like never before.