This time, the sword demon was determined to kill and didn't hold back at all.
Fast, really too fast. Without using the Sky Eye, it would be impossible to capture the trajectory of his shot.
Xuetu and Zhuo Wushuang wanted to help, but they couldn't help, and their expressions changed drastically.
"Pavilion Master, be careful." They both shouted at the same time.
Just when everyone thought Ye Xiong would be split in half with a sword, a shocking scene appeared.
Ye Xiong raised his sword and swung it lightly, as if he could do it casually.
Just by raising his hand, he blocked the sword demon's phantom sword.
It was as if it was not Ye Xiong who took action, but Sword Demon's own sword that hit Ye Xiong's hand.
boom!
An earth-shattering explosion.
The surroundings of the two people were blown up by huge energy fluctuations. With the two people in the middle, dust was flying around them. Everything was crushed into powder by the powerful fluctuations.
Just when everyone thought that Ye Xiong would be blown away by the powerful wave of the sword demon and either die or be injured, Ye Xiong's body did not move at all.
That's right, it just didn't move at all.
Then, he suddenly kicked out and hit the sword demon in the chest.
boom!
A figure flew out upside down.
Because the speed was so fast, it was like lightning, and almost no one could see clearly what happened.
All I saw was a figure flying out and creating a large hole dozens of meters wide on the ground.
After a long time, the dust flew up, revealing the figure of the man.
"It's the Sword Demon... How is this possible?" Luo Chongyang looked at the figure that was knocked away and could hardly believe his eyes.
Not only him, but also the other disciples were all shocked and in disbelief.
How is it possible that Ye Xiong knocked the sword demon away?
The sword demon flew out of the hole, his body fell into the air, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.
Just now, he had no idea that the opponent was so powerful. He was kicked and injured due to his carelessness.
"You are definitely not Jiang Nan, who on earth are you?" Sword Demon shouted in disbelief.
"Do you believe that a person who is so defiant in actual combat has no background?" Yan Beishu possessed Ye Xiong and stared at the sword demon coldly: "I didn't expect that after the Canghai layman left, the longevity sect would decline.
With such an end, the disciples are no longer like disciples, they are all rubbish."
"Who are you?" Sword Demon continued to ask.
"Guess who I am?"
Yan Beishu sneered, and three different kinds of vitality suddenly surged out of his body.
White, golden energy.
Green, wood energy.
Yellow, earthy energy.
"This is..." Under the scene, You Ming was shocked.
She had never thought that one person could use three kinds of energy at the same time without any conflict.
This is a three-line combination spell.
"Wind and dust."
The power of a drum spread from all directions like a torrential wave. In a matter of seconds, several kilometers were covered by the power of this drum.
Suddenly, the earth cracked, and countless metal elements emerged from the ground, suspended in the air, and turned into a huge wind vortex.
"Three lines of combined spells." The sword demon's expression changed drastically: "You are Yan Beishu."
In this world, except for the Five Elements Master from seven thousand years ago, who else has mastered the Five Elements magic to this extent.
At that time, martial arts ruled the Chaotic Sea of Stars, and the Master of the Five Elements brought the Five Elements spells here, letting the martial arts cultivators know that spells could be so powerful.
Now he finally understands why Ye Xiong has such great actual combat power. With such a powerful master, will his strength be inferior?
"I didn't expect that after seven thousand years, someone would still remember my existence. For the sake of knowing me, I will give you a happy death!"
Yan Beishu shouted loudly, his hair standing on end, and the terrifying aura was like darkness shrouding him.
"kill!"
The metal that broke out of the soil formed various weapons in mid-air, sweeping past at the speed of the wind.
Such fast speed and large attack area.
There is no way to hide, you can only block.
"Yan Beishu, you are just an incarnation of the lower realm. I don't believe how capable you are."
The sword demon bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the sword, which suddenly glowed with light.
The next moment, he danced his sword very fast, forming a cage composed of bloody sword light to protect his body.
Dense attacks kept falling on the sword demon.
That momentum is so terrifying.
Everyone around him hid several kilometers away, so as not to be harmed by the powerful wave.
One attack, one defense, the two are facing each other.
Puff puff!
Countless tiny dusts broke through the dense sword light, passed through it, and punched countless tiny sword holes in the sword demon's body.
"No matter how fast your sword is, how can it block my dust." Yan Beishu roared again, and his body exploded again.
The vitality, like light, advanced again and again.
"Yan Beishu, if you use more strength, your real body will be damaged. Even if I fight for my life, I will still lose a hundred years of cultivation."
The sword demon clenched his teeth and held on with all his strength, a ferocious smile on his face.
Off the court, You Ming frowned.
If this continues, even if the sword demon can be killed, Yan Beishu will be severely damaged and will probably never be able to use the lower realm of incarnation again, which is something she doesn't want to see.
This was the time when the Sword Demon's strength was at its weakest. All his energy was trying to block Yan Beishu. If he didn't take action now, how long would it take?
Chirp!
Her body moved, and the Netherworld Sword turned into a stream of light, came out of her hand, and shot towards the sword demon.
"If you want to sneak attack me, just rely on your broken sword."
The sword demon snorted coldly and ignored it at all.
He has now protected his whole body with sword light, and it is impossible for ordinary weapons to break through his defense.
The next moment, only a pop was heard.
The Netherworld Sword broke through the numerous sword shadows and stabbed his chest accurately.
"Oh...impossible."
The sword demon looked at his pierced chest and couldn't believe it.
The next moment, Yan Beishu's strong wind had wrapped his body, tearing him apart, and screamed.
His body began to dismember, weather, and eventually turned into dust, leaving nothing behind.
"This is the consequences of underestimating me." You Ming put away the sword, entered his body, and said coldly: "I think back then, I was also awesome."
The Nether Sword is a creature of chaos. It was one of the top divine weapons in the entire five-planet domain. If the sword demon underestimates it, it will only lead to death.
When the dust settled, the entire field was filled with ruins.
The people around him looked at Ye Xiong as if they were seeing a ghost.
A late-stage Jindan cultivator killed a half-step Nascent Soul. What kind of manifestation was this happening before his eyes?
If you don't see it with your own eyes, you won't believe it.
Luo Chongyang's face was very ugly, with only a look of deathly gray. All his original hopes were in vain.
The faces of the four monks standing next to him all changed color, especially Zhao Min from Jueqing Pavilion, who was so regretful that his intestines turned green.
"Jiang Nan has been seriously injured, and Yang Xinyi has also been seriously injured. Let's take action together and kill them now. Otherwise, we will only die." After thinking for a moment, Luo Chongyang decided to burn the boat.
The remaining four monks also took out their weapons and prepared for a battle.