His voice is not loud, not aged, and he sounds like he is about thirty or forty years old.
As soon as he finished speaking, nine figures flew out from Daomen Mountain below, and the leader was Ye Xiong.
As soon as Ye Xiong appeared, the eyes under the Wuming mask fell on him like blades, as if they wanted to see through him.
Faced with such scrutiny, Ye Xiong remained unmoved and remained suspended in mid-air.
"The rules are the same as before. I only use one sword. If one of the nine of you can guard against it, I lose."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone around him was very calm, because everyone knew the nameless rules.
"Wu Ming, please take action, we are ready." Huashu said.
"Since this is a competition, seniors should be merciful," Qisha said.
"We will definitely go all out to block Senior's sword." Ren Zongheng said.
These people all spoke out one after another, preparing to start a battle.
At this moment, a discordant voice came.
"You guys just watch while I take his sword first," Ye Xiong suddenly said.
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone looked at Ye Xiong, almost unable to believe what he said.
To block Wuming's sword with one person's strength, in the eyes of the people around him, it was simply unbelievable.
Even Fairy Taoyuan couldn't block Wuming's sword. Ye Xiong and You Ming could hardly defeat Fairy Taoyuan when they teamed up. How could he possibly block it.
"Ye Xiong, stop being arrogant."
"Wu Ming is not an ordinary person, he may die if he is careful."
"He is a legend of the Ascension Platform and is invincible."
All kinds of voices came, which made Ye Xiong feel very unhappy.
The only thing he has to do now is to defeat his legend.
Whoosh!
Ye Xiong turned into a stream of light and fell into the air, only a dozen kilometers away from Wuming.
"Wu Ming, take action. Let me see how powerful this undefeated legend you are is." Ye Xiong said loudly.
"You are so arrogant!" Wuming's eyes fell on him.
"You are even more arrogant." Ye Xiong replied.
"I have the capital to be arrogant."
"I have it too."
"Then let me see where your arrogance lies."
Wuming stretched out his right hand, opened his palm, and a mini sword came out of his palm, spinning rapidly and getting bigger and bigger.
Everyone around was staring at this mini sword, as if they were afraid of missing something.
It was this little sword that defeated nine great masters with one sword three thousand years ago.
It was this little sword that made the nameless and invincible a legend, and made his name become a god-like legend on the ascension platform.
Today this sword appears again.
What kind of legend will be created this time?
"Your sword is of no use to me, use a real sword!"
Facing this sword that frightened all the monks, Ye Xiong's expression remained calm.
In fact, there wasn't even a defensive movement on his body.
It was as if Wuming was currently using an insignificant magical power.
"I've met a lot of people at the Ascension Platform, but I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you. Today I'm going to see what arrogance you have."
The sword in Wuming's palm grew faster and bigger, and then suddenly came out of his hand.
In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, a strong wind blew up, and the sword light, carrying the power of a spatial storm, shot towards Ye Xiong with a trajectory that was invisible to the naked eye.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were lifted.
They had never seen such a level of thunder sword.
This is simply a swordsmanship they have never seen before in their lives.
"Brother Ye is too arrogant. Now we are in trouble." The sword god Lu Chen sighed at the moment when the sword light was activated, and said: "I haven't seen you in thousands of years. Wuming is stronger. The power of this sword is more powerful than in three thousand years."
It was even better before.”
"If this sword cannot be blocked, the horror will not only be as simple as being injured, but also death."
"I don't know how high the sky is, but he is going to be doomed now."
The people around him all spoke out, but no one expected Ye Xiong to be able to block the sword.
You Ming and Huo Yan were originally very optimistic about Ye Xiong, but when they heard that everyone around them was like this, their hearts suddenly lifted.
During the whole process, Ye Xiong did not move, until the small sword with the power of thunder shot in front of him, his body suddenly glowed with a halo like starlight, and then he slapped it with a palm.
A ball of vast Buddhist energy is held in the palm of the hand, forming a shining shield of Buddha's light.
The shield is not eye-catching and has no particularly dazzling aura.
I didn't believe that this small shield could block Wuming's sword that shocked the past and the present.
Soon, Wuming's sword fell on Ye Xiong's shield, and then, like a drill, it quickly drilled into the shield.
At the speed seen by the naked eye, the shield easily penetrated the shield. Just when everyone thought that the sword would continue to move forward, a faint golden halo appeared on Ye Xiong's body, like a mist, and the small sword fell to
When he was illuminated by golden light, he suddenly seemed to wither, slowly faded away, and finally disappeared completely.
"This is... a precaution."
"How can it be?"
"How did he do that?"
Everyone around was dumbfounded and looked at Ye Xiong in disbelief.
They didn't even know what was going on, so Ye Xiong took precautions.
Lu Chen, Monk Wuxin, and Shen Jian looked at each other in confusion, not knowing why.
Huo Yan, Jin Yi, and Beixu all cheered, their voices shaking the sky.
You Ming breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile in his eyes. This guy really wasn't bragging.
Wuming stared at the halo emanating from Ye Xiong's body, as if he saw something that attracted him, without blinking.
"Master, it is the power of the stars." The Taoist boy beside Wuming suddenly said.
"I know."
Wuming nodded, and his expression soon returned to calm.
"Last time I sent a letter of challenge, he had no energy. It seems that he has just recovered." Na Daotong continued.
"The inner world cannot be destroyed. It seems that he is not a simple character. He is a bit interesting. Unfortunately, I have already struck a sword. I lose this time."
There was a trace of surprise in Wuming's voice. Originally, he wanted to continue taking action, but since he said these words, he naturally couldn't take it back.
"You have arrogance, I lost." Wuming was very aboveboard.
"If you only use this sword, then I will be very disappointed." Ye Xiong suddenly said.
"What do you want?"
"Use a real sword and strike with all your strength."
"you sure?"
"If I, I only used 70% of my strength to block your sword, would you believe it?" Ye Xiong asked calmly.
Wuming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
Good, good, good.
He did it three times in a row, and then said to the Taoist boy: "Meng'er, give me the sword."
"Yes, Master." The Taoist boy threw the wooden box in his hand.
Wuming caught the wooden box in the air, put it in front of him, touched it gently, and said: "Old friend, after waiting for thousands of years, today I finally found a character worthy of your coming."
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the wooden box, wanting to see what kind of magic weapon was in the wooden box.
It has not been out of the box for thousands of years, which shows that it is definitely not simple.
Wuming opened the wooden box and took out a blunt sword that was all black, like a black fire stick...
The blade of the sword is unattractive, even a little ugly.
However, everyone knows that the magic weapon that Wuming takes so seriously is definitely not simple.