Most of the onlookers changed their faces.

It was only at this time that they realized how powerful Du Xichun was.

Many people even had the idea that if there was no Ye Haotian, he would be the top spot in this year's ranking competition.

Even those cultivators who had just passed the Five Realms were shocked by respiratory arrest, and they couldn't dodge in the face of this sword except for hard resistance, and what was even worse was that judging from the strong sword momentum, the consequences of hard resistance were likely to be injured.

And Ye Haotian, how will he break it?

Standing opposite Du Xichun, Ye Haotian felt the power and irresistibility of this sword more clearly than anyone else, the broken clothes on his body were even affected by the sword momentum and kept fluttering, and the blood stains that seeped into the cloth turned into red blood vapor and rose into the air, painting the starlight and moonlight in the sky with a touch of blood.

This is the strongest sword Ye Haotian has seen since the beginning of the ranking competition.

Unlike most people's thoughts, Ye Haotian thought it was the strongest, not because this sword had a speed far beyond the speed of drawing a sword, nor because this sword was not inferior to the strength of a whale hunting gun, not to mention that this sword was more undodging than Han Baichuan's army slash, but because of Du Xichun, and because this sword had a nice and imposing name - Jade Burning.

People are afraid of death, this is the instinct of life.

The ultimate goal of spiritual practice is eternal life.

However, Ye Haotian knew that Xiliang was really not afraid of death.

This can be seen from the fierceness shown in the fight between Du Xichun and Zhang Hongji.

Because they are not afraid of death, this makes them only seek to attack and not defend when they make moves, and in order to kill their opponents, they will not hesitate to exchange their lives for their lives, which is the most terrible thing about the dead.

They are armed with a great punishment sword, and the sword scripture they practice is called "Heavenly Punishment", and this move 'Jade Burning' is the most ruthless of them.

No one can dodge this sword.

Ye Haotian can't either.

Even the old man standing in front of the grass shed felt that Ye Haotian had no other cracking moves at all except for hard resistance.

However, under Du Xichun's lore sword, with Ye Haotian's current injuries and physical strength, there was only one way to die.

Everyone went into respiratory arrest because of the terrifying power of Du Xichun's sword.

But then their pupils contracted sharply, and many people screamed in disbelief.

In their sight, the broad sword in Du Xichun's hand was just the moment he saw Ye Haotian stabbed, and Ye Haotian in front of him suddenly fell into the ground rapidly, and the solid ground seemed to suddenly appear a bottomless deep hole, swallowing him in one bite!

The sound of countless jade rubbing stones came into the ears of the people around them.

It was the hiss of the sword rubbing against the air when it was at its peak.

Even the disciples of the temple with the worst cultivation saw dozens of criss-crossing sword shadows appear around the place where Ye Haotian was standing before.

These sword shadows locked every direction that Ye Haotian might dodge, and they had long been hidden in the surrounding water vapor, just waiting to reunite with Du Xichun's broad sword and send out a killing blow.

However, this nirvana failed.

No one thought that the direction Ye Haotian was hiding in was actually underground!

"I see!"

The beautiful eyes of quicksand suddenly surged with a brilliance that had never been seen before, but the Eastern Emperor on the side was surprised with wide eyes, and he didn't figure out what was going on for a while.

Du Xichun didn't expect that Ye Haotian would be able to dodge his own killer sword.

At the moment when Ye Haotian fell into the ground, he felt that the hard ground under his feet suddenly became soft, and a sharp sword qi rushed through the ground, stabbing the soles of his feet from bottom to top!

Du Xichun's face changed drastically.

A chill welled up in his heart.

There was a terrible burst.

The wide sword in Du Xichun's hand, the runes on the sword body lit up at the same time.

His body leaped desperately into the air, and at the same time his arm swung downward, and the broadsword slashed into the ground in a shining arc of light.

Zheng!

With a plucked hum of strings, the broadsword collided with a small silver sword emerging from the ground.

Disheveled!

The silver sword shattered, and the ground instantly exploded into a one-meter-wide dirt pit, and the exploded soil was scattered and splashed in all directions, and Du Xichun's body had already flown more than four meters high.

After breaking this small silver sword, Du Xichun's face did not show the slightest joy, not only that, but he was extremely frightened.

This small silver sword, which was only the size of his palm, was extremely powerful, not only shocked his qi and blood, his arm was numb, and the tiger's mouth was directly shocked out of a bloody hole, and blood suddenly flowed all over the hilt.

"What kind of sword is this!"

Du Xichun was horrified, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another small sword flew out of the ground and stabbed him silently into his legs.

The spirit yuan in his body gushed wildly, Du Xichun knew that it was difficult for him to take this sword, and he turned back in the air and flew to the left side to dodge, but this small silver sword chased after him as if it had eyes.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the chill in Du Xichun's heart increased again, and the broad sword in his hand swung again, smashing the silver sword again.

Breaking two small swords in a row made Du Xichun's tiger's mouth completely cracked.

Each of these small swords actually had the power of the early cultivators of the Four Realms to strike with all their might, and they only suffered a little bit of injury in a hurry.

However, the attack of the silver sword did not end.

Just when Du Xichun's body rose to the highest point, the ground under him suddenly trembled slightly, and ten small silver swords formed a circle, breaking through the ground in the trembling, and the soil in the middle of the circle parted to both sides as if it had life, and a familiar figure appeared in Du Xichun's sight.

"Ye Haotian!"

Du Xichun's pupils contracted again, shrinking into a small hole the size of a needle's eye, he could no longer retain his strength, and the spirit yuan in his body surged out like a tide, condensing a pair of azure spirit yuan armor on the surface of his body.

"I said you would die today. ”

Ye Haotian raised his head and glanced at Du Xichun coldly, and with his gaze, the ten silver swords around his body shot out like flying arrows.

In mid-air, Du Xichun let out a terrible roar again.

The Great Punishment Sword in his hand swung rapidly, and the sharp Dao Qi slashed down like a match, and in the blink of an eye, thirty-eight swords were slashed out.

The dense sword qi weaved into a sword wall, and met the small silver sword shot out by Ye Haotian.

The roar of an iceberg shattering suddenly sounded the moment the Silver Sword and the Sword Wall collided.

The sword wall exploded under the attack of the Silver Sword, turning into countless sharp cold rays scattered and splashed in all directions.

The sky illuminated by the Lingyuan armor suddenly became dim.

Sneer......

In the piercing sound of the fine blade cutting the flesh and bones, more than a dozen blood springs erupted from Du Xichun's body almost at the same time, and the blood in the sky was sprinkled like rain, and Du Xichun's body was shot into the body by the momentum of the silver sword into the body, and it was pushed up more than a meter high before it fell to the ground like a falling boulder.