Ye Yang's martial arts reserve has a huge advantage, and he has the Immortal Sutra as a foundation, for the second-level high-grade martial arts that others need to buffer time and operate the meridians to use, Ye Yang is always at hand.

The power of the collapse is not to attack people, but to attack the martial arts spiritual power used by nine people, and the martial arts spiritual power that is still rising in the hands of nine people was shattered by Ye Yang in an instant and turned into a must.

"Hexagram!"

The left hand is changed to the right hand, the martial arts in the hand do not stop at all, to fight more with less, it is necessary to fight slowly with fast, Ye Yang dares to fight one against nine with one of the confidence, that is, the strength of his spiritual power, there is no interval in the use of martial arts.

"This is really a soul realm!?"

"It's the pinnacle of the soul realm, and the heaviness of the spiritual power is nothing more than that, using three second-level high-grade martial arts in a row without interruption!?"

"The heaviness of his spiritual power is definitely not that heavy, at most, it is relatively heavy in the soul realm, it is the recovery power, is this the recovery power of the Holy Spirit level exercises?"

The original lowest-level martial art of the Liuhe axe is a kind of martial art of group attack.

However, under the control of Ye Yang's enlightenment level, both points and mergers are carried with a cold killing intent.

Ye Yang will not make the mistakes made by Huang Tianming, he will underestimate his enemies, it is not easy to cultivate, and there has never been a weak person who can fight with him!

The axe made of spiritual power seems to be the opening axe that can split Donghua Mountain in ancient myths and legends, and under one axe, all things will be destroyed.

"Boom!"

The nine people were all right to resist, and they were able to withstand Ye Yang's Liuhe axe, and everyone's faces were full of solemnity, without the contempt they had before.

A few people laughed at Ye Yang, the seventh prince, who grew up in the palace since he was a child, and his ideas were too taken for granted, so he only knew at this time.

Take it for granted!

The naïve ones who don't have the strength are Ye Yang, and the naïves who have the strength are them.

"Together, you can't give him the opportunity to take the lead, we have a lot of people, don't underestimate each other. ”

"You are the main defense, we are the main attack, the strength of this Seven Princes is really out of expectation. ”

"There was a second prince Ye Di Xiao in the army, and now this seventh prince Ye Yang is also a strong variant, if there has always been such a heroic lord in the Northern Lie Kingdom, how desolate our tribe is, what a fucking thing. ”

Some people sighed, some people negotiated, but the two sides reached an agreement in one breath, the external enemy is too strong, and there is no internal difference.

The four slave soldiers stared at Ye Yang's pressure, and stepped forward, and the aura and spiritual power on the bodies of the four people instantly seemed to be synchronized, blending into one.

"It's a special martial art similar to the Thousand Armies!?"

Ye Yang condensed, it was similar, but there was a difference, the Thousand Troops Break was to gather the momentum of the three armies with the strength of one person, and the focus was on concentration.

And this martial art is more like the spiritual power and momentum of the four people mixed together, coordinated and shared, and the focus is on sharing.

It's not as good as a thousand armies, but the mix of momentum and spiritual power of the four people is not trivial, and it is definitely not as simple as a simple superposition.

"Combined martial arts, Miro Dao!"

The four slave soldiers shouted, not only the spiritual power is synchronized, but the martial arts of the four people are also combined, each person's martial arts are independent, but when the four people use them at the same time, they can be combined into a new powerful martial art.

The original second-level and low-grade martial arts, under the superposition of the four people, instantly broke through the limit, and faintly reached the strength of the high-level martial arts.

Sure enough, it was a slave soldier who was captured in the poor mountains and bad waters, and the shot was a lore, without half hesitation or warmth.

Whether you are the emperor Laozi or the prince of the prince, only hostility is lore.

Behind the slave soldiers, the five people who came out of the 1,000 elite soldiers also shouted in a low voice, and the spiritual power and momentum of many people rushed in an instant.

It's not a thousand army break, but it's similar to a thousand army break, it can be regarded as a simple thousand army break, and the momentum and spiritual power of many elite soldiers are blessed on the five people in an instant.

The superposition of combat power does not seem to be obvious, but it has definitely increased, and even if the soul realm is heavy, there is also a faint soul realm double combat power.

The soul realm is double, and it is even more strengthened.

"It's a hundred troops, it can gather part of the momentum and improve the combat power, no, Ye Yang is too reluctant. ”

Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows, the combat power of these nine people all broke through the soul realm of the big guy, and it was difficult for Ye Yang to deal with any of them.

At this time, directly dealing with nine of them is simply a long life.

"He should be fine, for so long, have you seen him fight a battle that he is not sure of?"

Li Jin shook his head and said, looking at Ye Yang, who was one against nine, his expression was flat, but there was a touch of appreciation and strangeness in the depths of his eyes.

The boy is like this, just like Tianjiao!

Ye Xiu still wanted to refute, but his face changed in vain, the original nine rising momentum was already obvious, but at this time, a stronger momentum rose.

It's like a roar of longevity, but it's actually fierce.

"Thousands of troops are broken? No, it's a bit specious, it's a similar exercise. ”

Ye Xiu said incredulously, "When did he know this kind of exercise, could it be that the thousand troops that he took a few days ago are broken? ”

Although I don't know what kind of exercises Ye Yang is performing, the shadow of Qianjunpo is still there, and it can't be separated, but if Qianjunpo wants to use it, he must have the mark of the soldier in his hand.

Ye Yang even wanted Ye Juan's five hundred slave soldiers, which means that he didn't have any soldiers in his hands before.

Studied but cannot comprehend!

"This power is also a bit strong, stronger than a thousand armies. ”

Li Jin opened his mouth and said, the momentum of one person suppressed all the momentum of the nine people, and the nine people had just improved their combat power, as if they had the power to counterattack.

But at this time, under the pressure of Ye Yang's momentum, all nine people seemed to be a head shorter.

"Soul Realm Triple Peak, not good!"

Some of the slave soldiers shouted, just now the soul realm was heavy, Ye Yang dared to fight nine with one enemy, and also pressed nine people, at this time, the cultivation skyrocketed twice, and the slave soldiers instantly felt the crisis.

The warning of danger engraved on the spiritual sense, tell them again, if they continue to fight, they will die.

"Look at my sword again!"

Ye Yang felt that his body was full of strength, laughed, raised his hand, and it was Changhong again.

It's just that this time, every sword is like a giant sword, falling from the sky.

Hundreds of spirit swords, just like the heavenly sword in the hands of the mythical giant spirit god, each spirit sword is like a sword of thousands of swords in one.

But this time, it's a thousand swords!

"Throw in the towel!"

Any momentum and then tricks disappeared under this giant sword, and the four slave soldiers glanced at each other, and knelt head-on.

They were originally slave soldiers, with the lowest status, and if they lost, they would not be low, their freedom was precious, and their lives were more valuable.

"Throw in the towel. ”

Hundreds of giant swords were like heavenly swords, hanging in the air, hidden but not released, directly making the five elite soldiers behind them admit defeat.

The Hundred Armies are simple Thousand Armies, and this Seventh Prince uses a strengthened version of the Thousand Armies, and the gap is desperate.

As the nine people knelt down in unison, admitting defeat, the 1,500 elite soldiers behind him, all of them looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at the giant sword above, all kneeling down in unison.

"See the Seven Princes. ”