Chapter 350: Sweeping Invincible (2)
Ling Tian's proud sword returned to Ye Wushuang's side, and among the remaining seven spirit gathering arrays, a cold voice sounded, "Su Xuan!"
This voice sounded in the Lingtian Secret Realm, but no one could find the source of the sound, as if it came from all directions, Ye Wushuang's gaze fell on the No. 1 Spirit Gathering Array at this time.
"Command!"
In the spirit gathering array, a man in a bloody suit made a move, his face was a little pale, and in his hand, he held a blood-colored demon sword, and on that sword, a demonic blood light was refracted.
A wisp of evil light appeared in Su Xuan's pupils, and his cold gaze fell on Ye Wushuang's body, "I, Su Xuan, have never killed unknown people, and reported my name." ”
"Meet you, my name is Ye Wushuang, a leaf that covers the sky, a unparalleled unparalleled in the world!"
"Leaf-none-double!"
Hearing Ye Wushuang's name, Su Xuan's brows furrowed, obviously knowing Ye Wushuang's name.
"I didn't expect you to be able to come out of the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Prison alive. The corners of Su Xuan's mouth flashed with coldness.
"Khooth!"
A sword roar sounded, Su Xuan took out his sword, Su Xuan's sword was extremely fast, and the people around him only saw a flash of blood.
Su Xuan's sword had already reached Ye Wushuang's throat.
"What a fast sword!"
Seeing that sword ray, the faces of the people around him changed greatly, and they saw that sword light directly pierced Ye Wushuang's throat.
"This ......!"
Seeing this scene, the faces of the people around him were shocked.
But at this time, Su Xuan's face changed greatly, and he was about to turn around to dodge, but his eyebrows came out, and a sword light flashed, and Ye Wushuang's sword had already penetrated his head from behind Su Xuan.
Su Xuan's stab was just the phantom left by Ye Wushuang.
Pulling out his sword, Ye Wushuang didn't even look at it, and went to the depths of the Lingtian Secret Realm.
Su Xuan's eyes were full of horror, blood dripped from his eyebrows, his legs weakened, and he knelt down.
Seeing the back of the people who continued to go deeper, the people around them were shocked, Su Xuan's strength, some of them had been taught.
At this time, these people couldn't help but glance at the one-armed young man in the crowd, that young man was in the school palace, but he was an extremely powerful existence, but under Su Xuan's sword, he didn't avoid a sword, and his arm was broken by Su Xuan's sword.
Ye Wushuang walked less than a thousand meters, and a shocking sword slashed at Ye Wushuang, and everywhere he went, it seemed that the void had been torn apart.
But when the sword fell on Ye Wushuang's body, Ye Wushuang's figure disappeared, turning into a Netherworld Dragon Phantom and sweeping straight at the source of the sword.
At the moment when Ye Wushuang swept out, a white light flashed, a cold light flashed, and a pair of mandarin duck knives in his hand slashed towards Ye Wushuang.
The speed of the white shadow was extremely fast, but Ye Wushuang's eyes were calm to the extreme, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar appeared in Ye Wushuang's hand, and it was a stick against the white shadow.
"Bell!"
The Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar fell, and the figure of the white shadow flew out upside down, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, the tiger's mouths on both hands cracked, and the blood stained the hilt red, and his eyes were full of horror.
Another figure swept out, the spear was like a dragon, and the whole person turned into a bloody ray, stabbing Ye Wushuang.
In the face of an extremely terrifying shot, Ye Wushuang still pulled out a stick, and the spear in the blood shadow's hand broke directly and flew out upside down.
"That's amazing!"
Seeing this scene, the surrounding disciples of the Academy Palace looked shocked, and they naturally knew these people.
Mandarin duck knifeman, cold snap.
Ghost Blade, White Moon.
Bloody guns, bloody kills.
Ye Wushuang's cold gaze swept coldly, his eyes were full of coldness, on the bodies of these people, Ye Wushuang felt an extremely terrifying bloody aura, obviously there were a lot of people who died in their hands.
"Get out!"
Ye Wushuang's cold gaze swept across, and a cold cheer sounded.
Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the three of them glanced at each other, a touch of fear appeared in their eyes, and slowly retreated.
Ye Wushuang walked straight towards the No. 1 Spirit Gathering Array, the No. 1 Spirit Gathering Array was set up very simply, but the aura there could be described as the source of the aura of the Lingtian Secret Realm.
In this matter, where sat cross-legged sat a burly figure shrouded in a bloody robe.
When Ye Wushuang approached, he slowly raised his head, a pair of red eyes were revealed under the blood robe, and in the center of his eyebrows, Ye Wushuang saw a cloud of blood.
The moment his gaze swept towards Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang felt a hint of danger.
Suddenly, the figure sitting there cross-legged disappeared, and the area within a radius of a thousand meters was shrouded in blood clouds.
Ye Wushuang's divine sense swept over, but he didn't even notice where the figure had gone.
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang's pupils shrank, since Ye Wushuang got the Taixu Divine Bead, under the increase of the Taixu Divine Bead, even if he was a martial artist in the realm of mountains and seas, Ye Wushuang could still find traces, but this person was nowhere to be found.
"Gone!"
"Gone again!"
When the disciples of the Academy Palace saw this scene, a look of horror appeared in their eyes, the first master of the disciples of the Academy, Nie Shubin, died in the hands of this person that day, and sealed his throat with a sword.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding disciples who had seen Ye Wushuang sweeping the invincible Academy Palace disappeared in an instant, and their hearts seemed to be pinched.
At this time, Ye Wushuang, who was under the blood cloud, closed his eyes, his divine sense unfolded, and quietly waited for the other party to make a move.
But as time passed, the man seemed to be extremely patient, and still did not make a move.
The people around him, their hearts were hanging, and they were getting more and more nervous, but it was Ye Wushuang, who was shrouded in blood clouds, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Naturally, the other party didn't dare to make a move, which means that the moment he made a move, his flaws would be revealed, and she had to kill with one blow.
Ye Wushuang's eyes opened, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he walked towards the source of the aura.
The moment he saw Ye Wushuang move, the figure lurking in the blood cloud moved, his body turned into a bolt of lightning, suddenly appeared, disappeared in place, teleported behind Ye Wushuang, and stabbed Ye Wushuang with a sword, directly taking the back of Ye Wushuang's head.
At the moment when the blood shadow moved, Ye Wushuang's divine sense power had already been captured, and the coiling dragon divine pillar in his hand shook, using the stick as a gun.
I didn't look at it, and it was a stab directly behind me.
The Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar directly pierced the opponent's heart, and above the Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar, a terrifying force erupted, and the body directly turned into a blood mist.
After doing all this, Ye Wushuang went to the No. 1 Spirit Gathering Array, and cultivated as if no one was around.
But seeing Ye Wushuang's figure, no one in the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain dared to move, glanced at Ye Wushuang coldly, and turned away.
At this time, the Sky Swallowing Leopard also appeared by Ye Wushuang's side, greedily sucking the aura, enjoying it with a face.
Time kept passing, but the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain remained strangely silent.
It wasn't until two days later that in the eighth palace of the Holy Martial Arts Palace, Jin Yuan Zhan's voice came out, "Three days later, with the blood of Ye Wushuang, the blood will be sacrificed to the disciples of Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain." ”
(End of chapter)