The Feng Lei Holy Son who was blown away flew back again like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, and said to Ye Xuan.
"Seeing how fiercely you fight over this thing, I am kind-hearted and will resolve this grudge for you." Ye Xuan said with a smile.
"You're full of nonsense, aren't you just trying to steal the branches of the golden sacred tree?" Holy Son of Wind and Thunder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.
It sounds so nice, but to put it bluntly, isn't it because we are fighting for the branches of the golden sacred tree?
The Holy Son of Feng Lei followed Ye Xuan, his eyes narrowed, staring at Ye Xuan's back, not knowing what he was thinking.
Ye Xuan's speed was neither fast nor slow, and he was not in a hurry to rush into the battlefield.
Seeing this, Saint Son of Feng Lei frowned slightly, but then he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, accelerated suddenly, and said: "Boy, if you go to seize the opportunity at your speed, you won't even know how you will die by then!"
These words seemed to remind Ye Xuan.
But at the same time, a short thorn suddenly appeared in the right hand of Holy Son of Wind and Thunder, flashed in the air, and disappeared.
boom!
The next moment, the short thorn suddenly appeared behind Ye Xuan, pointing directly at the back of Ye Xuan's head!
At that critical moment, a sword flew out, instantly cut off the short thorn and disappeared.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, with no reaction at all.
Including the Feng Lei Holy Son who made a sneak attack on Ye Xuan, they were all stunned at that moment.
The wind and thunder thorns were hidden in the void and could not be noticed at all. What's more, he could feel that this guy's cultivation was just entering the realm of gods. In such a realm, among ordinary people, he is definitely a real god, but in this world
In his eyes, he was just an ant.
How could an ant react so quickly in such a short period of time?
Holy Son of Feng Lei didn't come back to his senses for a while.
Ye Xuan slowly stopped, turned around and looked at Holy Son of Wind and Thunder, with a calm expression on his face, and said slowly: "I can see that you really want to die."
Saint Son of Fenglei reacted, looked at Ye Xuan attentively, and said slowly: "Are you protected by the Holy Emperor's Taoist soldiers?"
He didn't think Ye Xuan had the ability to block the wind and thunder thorns.
What's more, the wind and thunder thorn was cut off directly.
This is enough to show that the artifact on Ye Xuan's body is stronger than the Wind and Thunder Thorn!
"The strength of the Holy Emperor's Taoist soldiers is not enough to kill me. You don't have to worry about what happened just now. I just tried to test you. Now I am going to participate in the battle." Holy Son Fenglei took the initiative to avoid it.
Ye Xuan.
His original intention was to take the opportunity to kill Ye Xuan, but since Ye Xuan was protected by the Holy Emperor's Taoist soldiers, he would bypass Ye Xuan for the time being.
After all, the top priority is the branches of the golden sacred tree.
Also, he must kill the elder Tianmohai who just attacked him!
boom!
However, the moment Holy Son of Wind and Thunder bypassed it, the void around Ye Xuan distorted.
Immediately after, a cloud of mist exploded, and Ye Xuan left behind a series of afterimages, and he himself had already arrived in front of the Holy Son of Fenglei, raised his hand and struck at the Holy Son of Fenglei with a palm.
"Thunder in the Palm."
Ye Xuan's eyes were sharp and he uttered three words.
boom!
The terrifying palm directly caused Ye Xuan's entire right hand to be surrounded by the purple thunder dragon, converging on the palm of his hand.
"Um?!"
Holy Son of Feng Lei narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Xuan coldly, and said in a deep voice: "You still dare to take action against me?"
"Forget it, I will kill you now and then fight for the branches of the golden sacred tree!"
As soon as he spoke, Holy Son Feng Lei raised his hand and struck out with the same palm.
Holy Son of Wind and Thunder's body surged with magic power, and he also pushed it out with his right hand.
"Wind and Thunder Palm!"
The Holy Son of Wind and Thunder shouted quickly, and the palm blasted out, causing the wind and thunder to roar, the wind suddenly rose, and the thunder roared for nine days!
In the void all around, there was thunder on the ground!
Boom!
The two palms collided together immediately, causing an earth-shattering earthquake. Under the roar of thunder, a figure flew directly backwards!
"How is that possible!?"
Holy Son of Feng Lei screamed in disbelief.
Boom boom boom————
Ye Xuan's palm thunder exploded with extremely powerful force, directly blasting through the right palm of the Holy Son of Wind and Thunder into his body, destroying his eight meridians and causing him to be injured instantly.
Not only that, at the moment of contact with the wind and thunder palm of the Holy Son of Wind and Thunder, it was assimilated by Ye Xuan's palm thunder with terrifying devouring power.
The power of Saint Son of Wind and Thunder's palm fell on Ye Xuan, and it was so light that it was not worth mentioning.
This has resulted in the current situation.
The moment he decided to take action, Ye Xuan thought of this scene.
The Holy Son of Feng Lei cultivates pure thunder methods, and the palm thunder practiced by Ye Xuan is also pure thunder method.
There are superior and inferior thunder methods. Ye Xuan's palm thunder was originally refined. In addition, Ye Xuan's unique understanding of thunder methods and his ability to spy on the weaknesses of the thunder method of Holy Son of Wind and Thunder at a glance have resulted in the current situation.
scene.
call out!
As the Holy Son of Wind and Thunder flew backwards, Ye Xuan pressed himself closer, changed his palms to sword fingers, and swept away thousands of troops with one strike.
The sword energy is like a gossamer, difficult to detect, but it cuts out in an instant.
Poof————
As soon as Holy Son of Wind and Thunder said those words, his entire head was separated from his neck.
boom!
Ye Xuan raised his hand and punched the severed head of Holy Son of Wind and Thunder, blowing it up with one punch.
And the body of Feng Lei Holy Son flew back hundreds of meters due to inertia before starting to fall.
In the blink of an eye, this man who was famous in China and regarded by Fenglei Mountain as the successor of this generation fell.
The strong men of Fenglei Mountain who were originally fighting for the branches of the golden sacred tree sensed the disappearance of the aura of Holy Son of Fenglei at this moment. This immediately shocked them and they immediately flew over.
"No need to look for it, he was killed by me."
Ye Xuan saw the person coming and said calmly.
"What?! You killed my Holy Son of Fenglei Mountain?!" For a moment, the elder of Fenglei Mountain was furious.
"I reminded you Fenglei Mountain before, don't provoke me if you don't want to die. Unfortunately, your holy son wants to die very much." Ye Xuan said with a calm smile.
"kill!"
The strong men of Fenglei Mountain were furious and surrounded Ye Xuan.
"Another group of guys eager to die..."
Ye Xuan shrugged.
boom!
The next moment, an extremely strange force suddenly emerged.
In an instant, all the powerful men from Fenglei Mountain who surrounded Ye Xuan were destroyed.
Everyone's corpses automatically fell downwards, landing on the land of bones.
rear.
The emperor's corpse, lingering in the chaos, slowly approached Ye Xuan.
How can these people resist the power of the Great Emperor?
Ye Xuan looked calm and flew towards the golden sacred tree.
He had already picked all the golden fruits in advance, but those people obviously would not give up so easily and chose to rob the golden tree.
It has to be said that these people still have a lot of background, and I don't know what method they used to obtain a branch of the golden sacred tree.
"Qiankun Pot."
Ye Xuan called softly.
There was a flash of light in the void, and the Qiankun Pot came to Ye Xuan, transformed into an old man in white robes, and said respectfully: "I'm here, old slave."
"Unblock it." Ye Xuan said calmly.
Ancestor Qiankun looked shocked. After being stunned for a moment, he cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Master!"