Chapter 118: The Artistic Conception of the Wind

Daoist Fuyuan's face was full of disbelief, although he was angry at Ye Yi's many practices, but at this moment, the senior brother didn't say a word and the behavior of killing the junior in public made him feel extremely unfamiliar.

Was this really the amiable and friendly brother? He couldn't help but be afraid of the truth hidden under this scene.

I thought that I would be caught, but I didn't expect that things were far beyond the controllable range, in the whispered fingering of everyone, Fuqing Dao Chief's face became more and more hideous, and he no longer returned to his usual amiable appearance, he pounced again, if it was said that Fang had just used eight points of force, then this time it was all out!

Ye Yinan snorted coldly, after the collision just now, he already basically understood his current strength, and immediately stopped wasting time, with a move in his palm, the black giant sword appeared in his hand, and slashed towards the menacing Fuqing Dao Chief.

"I'll go! Where did that coffin-like black bump come from, is this magic?"

"The point is, he has nowhere to hide!"

Some people who didn't know his identity suddenly shouted, and those who knew silently muttered in their hearts: Is this the magical space storage?

Because Fuqing Dao was very close, Ye Yinan took out the giant sword, and the former didn't react for a while, so he had to grab it with one claw.

This claw was surrounded by extremely strong energy, and the five major leaders secretly thought that even if the five of them used a killer weapon together, I am afraid that they would all vomit blood and retreat.

The giant sword fell heavily and came into contact with the palm of the Fuqing Daoist, and the blue-black Feng Yuan instantly destroyed his strength.

A crisp bone cracking sound sounded in the square, and Daoist Fuqing flew backwards, his right hand trembling continuously after he stood firm.

"What is this? It's so heavy!" he said to himself, but the thought of the other party being able to use it as a weapon made the fabric behind his clothes gradually wet.

Whew!

Ye Yinan glanced at him with a sneer, and gently swung the giant sword twice, and suddenly a gust of wind blew in the square with two breaking sounds, and the debris all over the ground was swept into the air and then fell in a swoop.

With his strength skyrocketing, he could only use it as a weight-bearing giant sword in the past, but now he can easily wield it.

Suddenly, a loud dragon groan sounded, and a huge thunder dragon appeared in front of the Fuqing Daoist, this move was the five thunders that Hai Sheng had used in the Dao Conference, but this thunder dragon was more than twice as big as Hai Sheng's.

With murderous intent in his eyes, as if he felt that it was not enough, Daoist Fuqing threw out a glittering golden talisman from his sleeve robe. When the talisman comes into contact with the Brontosaurus, it quickly dissolves like an ice cube that encounters flames, merging into the Brontosaurus.

Wu Chengzhi shouted angrily: "This guy is so shameless, he actually used the Zhenpai Treasure Talisman to bully the small!"

Seeing that the five leaders were coming to help in the battle, Ye Yinan shook his head and said loudly: "Seniors, don't worry, I am enough alone!"

Having said that, he was still slightly vigilant, and the thunder dragon in front of him, which was more than ten zhang long, was quietly dyed with a trace of gold after it merged into the talisman, and the blue arc that kept jumping all over his body was quietly dyed with a trace of gold, faintly giving him a sense of danger.

Rumble!

The thunder dragon flipped around in the air, the dragon's eyes widened, the giant mouth opened suddenly, and a thunderbolt the size of a bucket shot straight towards Ye Yinan.

All over his body were hunting and dancing under the powerful attack, Ye Yinan clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the giant sword was held high above his head, sliding through an arc, carrying the power of thunder and thunder to smash head-on on the thunderstorm and lightning storm.

Yikes!

The terrifying thunderstorm dissolved into nothingness under the sword, but his form was knocked back to the edge of the stone platform where the outline could be faintly discerned, and his feet were sunk into the rubble.

"These sects have a long heritage, and they should not be underestimated. Ye Yinan said secretly in his heart, and then he put away the giant sword and pulled out the waves.

Yin Zi'an, who was watching the battle from a distance, suddenly shrank his pupils, and with his intuition of the sword, he faintly sensed a different feeling from the body of the sword-wielding figure, as if a layer of hazy clouds and mist were shrouded around the other party that blocked the line of sight, making it impossible to see.

The Thunder Dragon attacked again, and the devouring thunderbolt burst out from the dragon's mouth without interruption, sweeping across like a laser, and the woods on the distant mountain were instantly cut off.

After Ye Yinan changed his sword, his speed skyrocketed, and his body was as light as a swallow to dodge the thunder dragon's attack, and he flashed to the thunder dragon's side.

Suddenly!

A strange smell arose in the square, and the square, which had been calm a moment ago, suddenly became a violent wind, and everyone only felt strange, this wind came too suddenly, as if it had appeared out of thin air.

"Did you find it, this strange wind seems to be rolled up with Nan Yi as the center. ”

"It seems to be, but he obviously didn't urge the qi, how did this strange wind come about?"

Lu Ying frowned and thought, this feeling seemed familiar, and after a while, his eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed: "He actually comprehended the artistic conception! This is the artistic conception of the wind!"

That's right, this is indeed the artistic conception of the wind! Since absorbing and refining the eye of the storm, Ye Yinan's biggest gain is not that his cultivation has skyrocketed, nor is it the wind element, but he has comprehended the artistic conception of this legendary wind!

While everyone was talking, Ye Yinan stabbed out thirty-six swords in a row, each sword seemed to melt into the wind, and one sword was faster than the other.

Yin Zi'an's attention was not on the artistic conception, but on Ye Yinan's sword, seeing this scene, he finally knew why he had that feeling just now, it turned out that the other party had already stepped into that realm one step ahead of him.

The young figure in the square stepped back lightly after stabbing the thirty-six swords, and stood with the sword in his hand.

"Just because you also want to break my Extreme Thunder Dragon Method?" Fuqing Daoist laughed, but as soon as that smile appeared, it slowly solidified on his face.

A small dot first appeared in the center of the thunder dragon's eyebrows, and this little dot was like a signal, only to see a small dot spreading on the huge dragon body, no more, no less, exactly thirty-six!

Sharp sword qi erupted from these small dots, connecting into one piece, and finally in a deafening roar, the thunder dragon exploded into pieces.

Daoist Fuqing was slightly distracted, and a condensed sword qi flew down his breath from the explosion and slashed at his chest.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the strong aura of the Fuqing Daoist instantly withered, and he planted his head backwards twice under the impact of the sword qi, and fell to the stone slag with a desperate face.

Step, step, step!

In the awe-inspiring gaze, Ye Yinan held the long sword and walked towards the Fuqing Daoist who was sitting on the ground step by step, the cold light of the sword body reflected his cold face.

Daoist Fuyuan came from a distance, stopped in front of him, lowered his posture, and asked in an astringent voice, "Nan Yi...... Fellow Daoist, can you tell me what happened to make you so angry? ”

Ye Yinan glanced at him, knowing that the other party was probably still in the dark until now, and he remembered that in the two days of the conference, in fact, putting aside the sanctimonious Fuqing, the rest of the Zhengyi faction was very good.

He didn't continue to maintain an aggressive posture, but said calmly: "Your senior brother colluded with the Black Mao Sect and almost killed me and my relatives. ”

As soon as he thought of the face crying from self-blame in the Gangfeng, he couldn't stop bursting with cold killing intent in his heart.

The dragon has reverse scales, and the leaf red warbler is his reverse scale!

Just this short sentence, Fuyuan Daoist shook violently, he turned around slowly, and said angrily with a look of disbelief: "You...... Have you forgotten how Master died!!

Daoist Fuqing's eyes were blank, his lips moved slightly, and the whole person did not react as if he had lost his soul.

The crowd of onlookers heard the news like a bombshell, and instantly exploded, what is the Black Mao Sect, it is a group of evil people who refine the living into corpse puppets and imprison the souls of the dead to control the resentful souls! It is said that the Maoshan Sect, which split off from the Black Mao Sect a long time ago, is originally a branch of the Zhengyi faction, and this is a good thing, not only do they not clean up the portal, but they also collude with each other.

After a long time passed like this, the sound of discussion gradually faded down, and with a plop, Daoist Fuyuan fell to his knees and knocked his head heavily on the ground.

Although he knocked extremely fast, Ye Yinan still saw his tearful face.

"Nanyi Daoyou, please let him live. I know this request is excessive, so one life is worth one life, and I will live or die, so be it!"

"What if...... If Nanyi Daoyou doesn't worry about him, he can abolish his cultivation. ”

A humble cry of prayer came from under the head buried in the stone chips, and Fuyuan Dao Chang raised his head suddenly, and the sharp energy was surrounded by the palm of his hand, and he stabbed towards his heart in the shocked gaze of everyone.

But just when the palm of his hand was only a slight distance from his heart, he stopped there, and Ye Yinan could even see that his strength had penetrated his clothes and pierced a little flesh, and he couldn't help but be slightly moved.

The depressed Fuqing Daoist finally came back to his senses, suppressed his junior brother with his own anger, and laughed loudly: "One life is worth one life?

Laugh at!

After saying this, he shook all over, and blood continued to flow out of his mouth.

"Alas, he has cut himself off......" Wu Chengzhi sighed, he couldn't bear to look at it again, although he was threatened by the other party before, but after all, they have known each other for most of their lives, and it is inevitable to feel sad when they see such a scene.

When the Fuqing Daoist said that, anyone with a heart could see that even if he was infamous for killing the teacher, he would cut off his connection with the Zhengyi faction, so that the Zhengyi faction would get rid of the charge of colluding with the evil devil in the martial arts world.

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