This crescent blade was made by her when she accidentally obtained a weapon refining recipe in a secret realm and collected the materials herself. It took a long time to refine it. She spent decades of effort on this weapon.
After successfully refining the weapon, the pair of crescent blades lived up to her expectations and shone brightly.
When the Venerable was selecting the Holy Guard, countless monks from the Southern Star Region, east, west, north and south, all gathered on the Tianquan Star to compete for the position of the Holy Guard.
Many of the other monks have bones that are over four or five hundred years old, but she is only over two hundred years old. In terms of combat power, she is inferior, but this crescent blade is her most powerful magic weapon to win.
Originally, the communication between the Crescent Blade and her was very sensitive and could not be controlled by ordinary people. However, the other party actually controlled the Crescent Blade within the span of applause, which was truly astonishing.
"Crescent Blade, that's a good name. From now on I will call it Crescent Shaver." Ye Xiong smiled and prepared to put away the Crescent Blade.
Suddenly, the crescent blade that had been subdued in his hand flew away with a whoosh, leaving a blood mark on his palm.
"It's not that easy to leave." Ye Xiong's hand glowed brightly, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the crescent blade that escaped in the air, and caught it in his hand again.
"If you dare to hurt me, see how I deal with you."
Ye Xiong used the Unbreakable Golden Body, and his entire arm turned golden, as if golden juice had been poured on it, and he bent hard.
The Crescent Blade screamed and actually made a hissing sound.
"Stop, let it go, let it go quickly." Yan Lan was very anxious and was about to throw out the other crescent blade to attack, but she was afraid that the second weapon would also be caught, so she didn't dare.
The photo was taken with a very domineering aura.
Ye Xiong's right palm glowed brightly and he stepped forward to greet him.
Two drums of momentum exploded in mid-air, forming an overwhelming wave of air that spread in all directions.
The onlookers around were all blown away and fled far away, fearing that they would be affected.
Ye Xiong's body didn't move much, but Yan Lan was directly hit by the palm and flew several thousand meters away. It was difficult for him to stabilize his body.
"How is this possible?" Yan Lan looked at Ye Xiong angrily, her eyes completely changed.
This simply overturned her understanding. How could a person at the pinnacle of Jindan have such great vitality?
If you just rely on the strength of your vitality, he is already far above the average half-step Yuanying.
In fact, it has almost reached the level of the Three Kings.
Baihu and Qingyun next to him were also shocked. They both looked at Ye Xiong, all the contempt in their eyes disappeared.
Sure enough, to be able to become a venerable, one cannot rely on his strength.
"Give me back the Crescent Blade." Yan Lan shouted through gritted teeth.
The Crescent Blade can't attack the opponent, and the energy is not strong enough. Unless the three holy guards join forces, otherwise, they will never be able to defeat each other on their own.
Just as Ye Xiong was about to reply, there was sudden lightning and thunder in the sky above his head, a small vortex was forming, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the middle.
"Little Heavenly Tribulation, how could this thing appear here?"
"I don't know how many years I haven't seen Little Heavenly Tribulation. I almost forgot what it looks like."
"Who among the people present has just practiced for thirty years? Their qualifications are really amazing."
The surrounding monks all looked curiously at the small calamity above their heads to see who the target of this small calamity was.
As a cultivator, everyone begins to encounter a small catastrophe every thirty years. This is understood by everyone.
Ye Xiong raised his head and looked at the small calamity on the top of the sky, and was suddenly speechless.
He knew that this small calamity was coming to find him. In total, it had been about thirty years since he came to the world of cultivation. But it didn't come earlier or later. It only came now, so it didn't expose himself completely.
When the vortex of the small calamity came to his head, everyone around him was frightened.
The strength that Ye Xiong showed just now has already dumbfounded them. Now that this small disaster has suddenly come, shouldn't he tell everyone that he has only been practicing for thirty years?
Oh my God, after thirty years of cultivation and reaching the peak of the Golden Elixir, is this still a human being?
"Impossible, how is it possible? This must not be a small calamity, Bai Hu, don't you think so?" Yan Lan shook her head repeatedly and said in shock.
She couldn't believe this fact.
Now she is half a Nascent Soul, with a bone age of more than 300 years, and has been called a peerless genius that is one in a million.
This guy had reached the pinnacle of Jindan cultivation at the age of thirty, and his strength was still crushing her, which really made her feel like she was collapsing.
"I don't really believe it, but it seems to be true." Bai Hu said while looking at the thunder calamity in mid-air.
On the other side, Qingyun also looked at the small whirlpool in the mid-air and said: "This should be a small heavenly tribulation, not magical. Although the heavenly tribulation is small, the power of the law cannot be transformed by ordinary magic."
Come out." Qingyun said.
"How is this possible?" Yan Lan still couldn't believe it. She looked at Ye Xiong and said, "How could he have cultivated to such a high level when he is still so young?"
While they were discussing, a beam of lightning struck Ye Xiong's head.
Ye Xiong really didn't care about such a minor catastrophe. He struck with a light Buddha and a burst of vitality, just like a beam of thunder and lightning destroyed it.
Next, the constant thunder and lightning was killed very easily, and Ye Xiong didn't even use 10% of his strength.
This kind of catastrophe originally corresponded to monks in the foundation building stage, but it had no effect at all on Ye Xiong.
Although it is useless, the process still needs to be completed, and every lightning beam needs to be removed!
After almost half an hour, the lightning completely fell, and everyone around was dumbfounded.
The feeling is like that of a rich second generation who not only has money in his family, but is also a peerless master.
If you have this kind of strength after practicing for thirty years, how can you still do it in a few hundred years?
Wouldn't that mean that no one in the entire Chaotic Star Sea was responsible for his actions?
Yan Lan glanced at Bai Hu and Qing Yun next to her. They didn't speak. They were obviously in shock and couldn't react yet.
"Want to fight? If not, I'll leave first." After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, hand over my crescent blade first." Yan Lan quickly called him.
"Are you talking about this thing?" Ye Xiong looked at the crescent blade and said with a smile: "It's not impossible to give it to you, but there is a condition."
"What conditions?"
"Call me grandpa."
"Dream." Yan Lan shouted.
"Then there's nothing we can do." After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he was about to break the crescent blade again.
Yan Lan felt very distressed, but had no choice. Just when she was at a loss, Bai Hu stood up and said, "King Jiangnan, we came to you this time because we have something to ask you."
"What happened?" Ye Xiong asked calmly.
"We all know what you did in the space city. You destroyed a city. His Majesty ordered you to leave the Southern Star Territory."