Just as he flew out of the planet, a figure suddenly stood in front of him, blocking his way.
The person who came was wearing a white armor, with an impressive appearance and an extraordinary aura. He was clearly Duan Leng.
Ye Xiong couldn't understand how Duan Leng knew that he was hiding here and blocking his way.
"I finally found you." Duan Leng's voice was cold, and even sounded like he was gritting his teeth.
"Duan Shengwei, do you have a problem with me?" Ye Xiong asked calmly.
Although he kidnapped the princess's secret realm seven years ago, the matter had been in the past for a long time, and the other party did not have any evidence. He could have refused to admit it, and he did not believe what the other party could do to him.
"Ye Xiong, don't think that your robbery of the princess's secret realm can be revealed after so long. Come back to the imperial city with me immediately to meet His Highness and honestly confess your crime." Duan Leng said fiercely.
"I don't have time. Even if I have time, I won't go with you." Ye Xiong snorted coldly and left in the wind.
Duan Leng's figure swished and stood in front of him instantly, with murderous intent: "If you don't come with me, don't blame me for being rude."
Ye Xiong looked at him indifferently, with a sneer on his lips.
When Demon Tianci was chasing him, Ye Xiong traveled thousands of miles from Plum Blossom Star to Rose Star, thinking he could give him a hug and ask for protection. Who knew that he refused to help because it was not within his scope of responsibility? Ye Xiong always kept this in mind.
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If Duan Leng helped him back then, maybe he would give him some face now, but now...
"What if I don't go?" Ye Xiong asked.
"You can try." Duan Leng's voice was full of threats.
"I'll try it for you."
After Ye Xiong finished speaking, his figure suddenly stood on the spot and flew towards the sky.
He was faster, and Duan Leng was even faster. They were in front of him almost instantly, and a very powerful aura surged from his body.
As a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, two levels higher than his opponent, Duan Leng has no doubt that he can use coercion to suppress his opponent until he can't breathe.
However, he soon discovered that he was wrong. Under his tyrannical pressure, Ye Xiong's face showed no reaction at all, but he remained calm and composed.
How can this be?
If he is in the late Nascent Soul stage, it may still be possible, but he is only in the middle Nascent Soul stage!
"Is this the peak strength of Nascent Soul? It's nothing more than that." Ye Xiong shot out one hundred and eight bodhi seeds from his body, suspended them beside him, and instantly transformed into a strange long sword with a golden light on his body.
Duan Leng's face became even more ugly as he thought deeply.
The other party must have robbed all the resources in the princess's secret realm, then hid and practiced for seven years before he gained his current strength.
When he thought of this, he felt even more jealous.
"You think you can compare with me if your cultivation has increased a little. I will let you know how terrible the distance is between Wu Ying's peak and Wu Ying's late stage." Duan Leng shouted, and his body surged.
With overwhelming vitality, he punched out.
A huge fist shadow, with the power of splitting the sky, shrouded Ye Xiong in the light of the fist.
Not to mention a mid-stage Nascent Soul, even a late-stage Nascent Soul, would either die or be seriously injured in his punch.
Facing the powerful attack, Ye Xiong showed no signs of timidity. He grasped the Bodhi Sword tightly with both hands and slashed out with one strike.
There was only a loud bang, the fists and swords collided, and the whole sky seemed to collapse.
Fortunately, the two of them were fighting in mid-air. If they were on the ground, they would have destroyed dozens of kilometers.
The two figures, after retreating slightly, struck out like lightning and collided with each other.
Boom!
The two men suddenly separated and suddenly joined together, and for a moment, they were inextricably fighting.
The more Ye Xiong fought, the more relaxed he became. In the past, when he faced the peak of Yuanying, he would feel a lot of pressure. However, after practicing in seclusion for seven years, he practiced the remaining three five elements skills to the fourth level, allowing his vitality to
There has been a qualitative change, and none of the five elements of vitality is holding back.
Although he has not yet broken through to the late Yuan Ying stage, his Yuan Qi is not much different from the late Yuan Qi stage.
In the past, Ye Xiong thought that it was very difficult for a monk to cross levels and defeat enemies. After all, there was a huge difference in vitality at different levels. Only now did he realize that this idea was completely wrong.
For a truly powerful monk, it would be easy for him to defeat the enemy even by surpassing two levels, let alone one level.
Duan Leng's face became increasingly ugly, and now he was almost 100% sure that the other party must be the person who robbed the princess's secret realm of training resources.
He has never seen a monk with such terrifying actual combat power.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became murderous, because if his cultivation level continued to increase, one day it would be on his head.
Duan Leng took out a pair of silver bracelets from his body, one on each hand, and put them on his wrists.
This double ring is his natal magic weapon, the Silver Sea Double Ring, which requires a drop of blood to be certified, and is an immortal weapon.
In his early years, when Duan Leng was traveling, he got a rare silver sea stone, a rare weapon refining material. This stone has been immersed in the silver seabed for tens of thousands of years. It contains the aura of the sea and has become spiritual. Duan Leng wanted to create a new world with the purple stone.
Feel it, subdue it, stay at the bottom of the sea for ten years, and finally create a connection with the two stones. Later, it took seven, seven and forty-nine days to refine, and finally it was refined into a double ring.
This double ring is the most powerful magic weapon in his body, and his fame is brought about by these double rings.
Originally, he thought that there was no need to use fairy weapons to deal with Ye Xiong, but now he couldn't do it anymore.
"It seems that this magic weapon is still an immortal weapon!" Ye Xiong was a little surprised when he looked at the aura emanating from the Yinhai Double Ring's body.
Ever since Bai Xue obtained the Pseudo Heavenly Bowl, Ye Xiong began to understand more and more about the fairy weapons. The aura emitted by the fairy weapons was definitely not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.
It's a pity that although this double ring is an immortal weapon, its aura is still far from that of the fake Tianbo, a replica of the divine weapon.
"Ye, you forced me to do it. Even if I kill him now, His Highness will not blame me."
The two bracelets in Duan Leng's hands suddenly came out of his hand, and transformed into countless phantoms in mid-air, like traps, hitting Ye Xiong fiercely.
The purple light flourished, and the power of the fairy weapon completely exploded.
"Do you think you are the only one with the magical weapon in your hand?" Ye Xiong snorted coldly and said, "Let me see if your magical weapon is more powerful or my magical weapon, the Bodhi Sword, Part 1."
After hearing the summons, the Bodhi Sword, which was originally just emitting golden light, suddenly shined brightly, like a peerless artifact, soaring into the sky, dominating the world, and the situation changed.
The changes this time are much more powerful than the time when he killed Black Face.
It seems that the Bodhi Divine Sword becomes stronger when encountering force, and the stronger its owner is, the more powerful its corresponding momentum will be.
Ye Xiong really didn't know how powerful its maximum power would be.
The Double Rings of the Silver Sea were originally very aggressive and despised everything, but when the Bodhi Divine Sword exuded power even more powerful than them, the Double Rings actually retreated without a fight, suddenly retreated from mid-air, came to Duan Leng's side, and got into his hands.
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Duan Leng's expression suddenly changed, and he said in shock: "What kind of sword is your sword?"
"Your mother is mean."
Ye Xiong drove the Bodhi Divine Sword and slashed it down with one blow.
Duan Leng's vitality entered the double rings of the Silver Sea, and the double rings suddenly shone brightly.
Although in terms of momentum, the double rings were overwhelmed by the power of the Bodhi Sword, they had to cooperate when the master used it.
Boom!
Countless voices came.
Duan Leng originally thought that after using the immortal weapon, his strength would greatly increase, but he didn't know that the situation was completely different from what he imagined.
Although Shuanghuan did not refuse to take action, he was timid, and the compatibility with him was not even half, not even as good as an ordinary magic weapon.
"The peak of vitality is nothing more than that."
Ye Xiong's body surged with terrifying ice and fire vitality. The two kinds of vitality condensed into a red and blue bead in his palm, with thunder patterns densely covered in it.
Ice hot!
The ball bounced out and shot towards Duan Lengji.
Rumble, rumble.
Just like the explosion of an atomic bomb, although it did not hit Duan Leng, the powerful concussive force made Duan Leng's ears roar and his mind was in chaos.
How could Ye Xiong let go of such a good opportunity? He held the Bodhi Sword in both hands and soared into the sky. The sword and man merged into one and shot out like a stream of light.
Duan Leng's expression changed drastically and he was about to take action, but unfortunately it was already too late.
When he reacted, a sword made of Bodhi seeds was placed on his neck. With just one stroke, his body was cut in two.
Duan Leng's expression was indescribably ugly, and his face turned into a deathly gray color.
I lost, I actually lost.
And he lost to a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk.
When I said it, I simply didn’t believe it.
"If you dare to kill me, Baihua Immortal King will never let you go." Duan Leng snorted.
"Threatening me with the Hundred Flowers Immortal King, have you fallen to this point?" Ye Xiong sneered and raised his sword. "I have no grudges against you, and there is no point in killing you. Don't think that everyone
Just like you, he is a selfish and jealous maniac."
Ye Xiong rose into the sky and turned into a stream of light and left.
Duan Leng didn't expect that the other party would let him go, and he was a little surprised.
But he was very ungrateful, with a look of hatred on his face.
"Ye, for today's humiliation, I will repay you twice as much in the future."