The collapse of the wall caused the gatehouse to lose its support. There was a creaking sound, and the gatehouse, which was more than three meters high and covered an area of more than thirty square meters, collapsed to the ground.
At the top of the gatehouse, green glazed tiles fell to the ground. After bursts of sputtering sounds, the entire gatehouse was destroyed and not even a single complete tile could be seen.
The sound of the gate tower collapsing and the shouts of the two Transformation Sect disciples alarmed everyone in the post house.
In an instant, more than twenty people rushed out of the courtyard. The leaders of the crowd were none other than the four elders of the Transformation Sect.
Seeing Ye Feng standing in front of the door, holding a long sword. The elder of the Transformation Sect, with a lion's mouth and a broad nose, who looks three-quarters like a human and seven-quarters like a lion, couldn't help but show a trace of anger in his eyes.
Looking past Ye Feng, he glanced at Li Yuanhang, Chen Ling and the three elders of Lishui Sword Sect. The lion-faced old man asked angrily: "Li Yuanhang, what are you doing?"
The other party's anger made Li Yuanhang feel a sense of joy from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't remember how many years he had never seen the Great Elder of the Metamorphosis Sect in a sea battle with the Wild Lion, showing such a mixture of fear and anger.
Thinking of Hai Zhan's arrogant appearance when he led the disciples of the Transformation Sect to defeat the disciples of the Lishui Sword Sect a few years ago, Li Yuanhang felt that the blood in his body was about to stir.
Today's Li Shui Sword Sect is no longer the bottom among the four major sects of the past. With two talented swordsmen, Ye Feng and He Huan, the Li Shui Sword Sect no longer seems to have any scruples in its actions.
"Nothing, let's challenge!" Li Yuanhang said with a smile.
After saying this, he turned his attention to the young man standing behind Hai Zhan, whose face was as pale as paper, but whose eyes were full of cold light.
This sickly looking young man is Nie Henli, the latest generation number one master of the Transformation Sect.
Despite his pale complexion, his cultivation had actually reached the level of a first-level swordsman, and his reputation had spread throughout the Yin and Shang Kingdoms long before that.
"Challenge? You want to challenge me?" Hai Zhan asked angrily.
Hearing the roar of the sea battle, Li Yuanhang smiled even more happily. He slowly reached out to touch the hilt of the sword, but then pulled his hand back.
"Naval battle, if your old bones want to move, I would be willing to accompany you. However, I am not here to challenge you, but as a bystander, I will witness the challenge between the next generation of the two sects.
." Li Yuanhang said gloomily.
As soon as he finished speaking, He Huan stepped out from the crowd.
As soon as he appeared, all the disciples of the Transformation Sect took a breath of air. Among the disciples of the Transformation Sect who were qualified to follow the naval battle to Putian County, there was no one who was too weak. But even if they had seen the world, they saw He Huan's long silver-white hair.
, with blood-colored pupils, he couldn't help but take a breath of air.
If Nie Henli looked as pale as a sickly man, then He Huan at this moment looked like a veritable god of murder.
Although he stood there and said nothing, everyone felt a sense of solemnity from his body.
"Nie Henli, I want to challenge you!" He Huan said in a deep voice.
Facing He Huan's invitation to challenge, Nie Henli's eyes burst into light.
He ignored He Huan, but focused his gaze on Ye Feng, with bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.
"My defeated general, what qualifications do he have to challenge me? If we talk about qualifications, Ye Feng barely has the qualifications!" Nie Henli said disdainfully.
After saying this, he suddenly took a step forward, an extremely powerful aura appeared on his body, and then the illusion of a poisonous snake appeared out of thin air above his head.
The Transformation Sword Sect practices Transformation Swordsmanship. This strange swordsmanship will give its disciples the ability to use their vitality to transform the shapes of various monsters.
The image of a venomous snake appeared above Nie Henli's head, and a fishy wind instantly stirred in the air.
Powerful and overwhelming pressure burst out from the image of the giant snake, directly covering the heads of Ye Feng and others.
Coercion appeared, and the disciples of Li Shui Sword Sect standing around Ye Feng felt difficulty breathing at the same time. Many of them could not bear the pressure that could squeeze people to death, and they dispersed to both sides.
In the blink of an eye, only Ye Feng and He Huan were left in the area enveloped by pressure.
Just as Ye Feng was about to make any move, suddenly, a ten-meter long sword made of vitality appeared above He Huan's head.
The long sword was like lightning tearing through the void, releasing a fierce murderous aura as soon as it appeared.
This rich murderous aura collided with the pressure released by the phantom snake pattern, immediately causing an earth-shattering explosion in the void.
"Boom!" A violent thunderous sound exploded in the void. The moment the sound appeared, ripples appeared in the air, which affected everyone around them. It even shocked those disciples with lower cultivation levels to retreat.
The next step.
"He Huan, a master swordsman?" A hint of fanaticism flashed in Nie Henli's eyes.
He retracted his contemptuous gaze and said coldly: "He Huan, from now on, you are qualified to fight me. However, for a defeated person like you, starting the battle again will never be a good thing.
, I will definitely not let you escape easily like last time."
"And Ye Feng." Nie Henli cast his gaze on Ye Feng and said coldly: "Kill He Huan, who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and then it will be your turn. I will definitely cut you into pieces to pay homage to my brother.
The spirit in heaven.”
After Nie Henli agreed to challenge, the crowd slowly dispersed to the rear, leaving hundreds of square meters of open space on the long street.
Seeing He Huan holding the bloody sword in his hand, motionless, a hint of cruelty flashed through Nie Henli's eyes again.
Suddenly, the illusory giant snake above him let out bursts of hissing sounds. As he pinched the seal with his fingers, the illusory giant snake gradually materialized, and finally became as real as possible.
The giant snake suddenly jumped out and struck directly at He Huan's chest. Seeing the giant snake rushing towards his face, He Huan's cheeks twitched, and the murderous intent on his body became more serious.
During the trial competition that day, a hole was dug out of his chest by the illusory giant snake. Now that he saw Nie Henli repeating his old tricks again, He Huan couldn't help but feel boundless anger rising in his heart.
Suddenly, the Qilin Sword jumped out of its scabbard. The moment the sword appeared in the air, a mist as thick as blood sprayed in the air.
The vitality released by He Huan transformed into a thick blood-colored mist in the sky, wrapping the body of the giant snake.
Just when Nie Henli noticed that there was something strange about this bloody energy, suddenly, He Huan slashed the Qilin Sword out of the air.
The sword's edge released a bright sword light in mid-air, directly splitting the thick blood mist.
A blood-red light flashed, and the long sword cut the giant snake flying in the void into two pieces.
With a muffled bang, the illusion of the giant snake exploded at the moment it was cut into two pieces. The strong explosion wave caused air waves tens of meters high to rise from the flat ground, and finally gathered into a small steaming mushroom cloud.
Behind the clouds and mist, He Huan's face remained cold, while Nie Henli's face became paler.
Forced to suppress the pain of blood surging in his body and the blood about to come out, he turned his gaze to He Huan.
Nie Henli never imagined that his defeated generals in the past would be so powerful today.
In terms of level, there is not much difference between the two. However, Nie Henli is very clear that when it comes to the sharpness of his own energy, he is far inferior to He Huan.
Nie Henli was powerful and arrogant by nature, and could not accept the outcome of losing to others.
Seeing the people from the Lishui Sword Sect behind He Huan, all with contemptuous smiles on their faces, Nie Henli felt as if his chest was going to explode.
Suddenly, Nie Henli drew a circle in the void with his long sword.
The silver-white sword light formed a prototype similar to a space-time gate in the void. The moment the light gate appeared, bursts of roars of wild beasts could be heard inside.
"Roar..." The violent roar resounded throughout the whole world.
Amidst the huge roar, a furry paw the size of a cattail fan suddenly stretched out from the ring.
As soon as the monster's claws appeared, a surging pressure surged in the void.
Not only the faces of the disciples of Li Shui Sword Sect changed color after seeing the claws, but also the faces of Ye Feng and Li Yuanhang changed color when they saw the sword skills displayed by Nie Henli.
The Metamorphosis Sect practices phantom swordsmanship, all of which use vitality to transform magical beasts into sword moves.
But at this moment, everyone had a hunch that Nie Henli did not use his vitality to transform a magical beast, but opened some weird method to summon a real magical beast that was extremely powerful.
"Sword Spirit Summoning Technique?" Li Yuanhang said absently.
After hearing Li Yuanhang's words, Ye Feng's expression suddenly changed.
When he was in the Lishui Sword Sect, he once saw an introduction to the summoning of sword spirits in a book.
As far as he knew, the Sword Spirit Summoning Technique was an undisclosed secret of a hidden sect in the sword cultivation world - the Sword Spirit Sect.
It is said that the direct disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect can open a certain space node and summon monsters from different spaces.
Although the magical beasts summoned by the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect are all extremely powerful, because they are rarely able to control the magical beasts, many disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect are backlashed by the summoned magical beasts, which also makes the major sects in the sword cultivation world regard Sword Spirit as
The door is a public enemy.
As the most outstanding disciple of the Transformation Sect, Nie Henli actually used sword skills from other sects, which made many elders of the Transformation Sect feel embarrassed.
Mad Lion Hai Zhan looked at Nie Henli with a ferocious look on his face and was about to open his mouth to yell.
Suddenly, a surge of oppressive force shook out from the void, directly acting on the bodies of the people around them, directly bombarding their bodies and sending them flying backwards.
Bang bang bang, dozens of dull sounds sounded in succession, and no one, including Li Yuanhang, a powerful swordsman like Hai Zhan, could escape the coercive blow.
Not only was Li Yuanhang and the others knocked away by the pressure, but Nie Henli, who was closest to the halo, was hit even harder.
The huge force hit directly on the top of his head, slamming his body several feet into the ground, and his knees were completely buried.