Just when everyone was terrified of the sword of the old man Wuji......

Suddenly!

Ye Xuan's figure rose from the top of the mountain like a cannonball, and slammed into the golden flying sword with a punch.

'Bang!'

The golden sword shattered violently, turning into countless fragments and scattering down.

The power of this punch is so powerful!

'Wow~~~'

The old man Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood violently, the 'Xuantian Demon Slaying Sword' was his natal weapon, and now the natal weapon was shattered by a punch, as if it had been slashed in his brain, causing a lot of damage to his soul.

"This can't be, his fist is even harder than a top-level holy weapon!??"

Old Man Wuji was extremely shocked, and once again realized Ye Xuan's physical horror.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's body technique unfolded, and instantly appeared in front of a middle-level Saint King, and before the other party could resist, an iron fist had already slammed into the lower abdomen of this Saint King who had been shouting to kill him before.

'Boom'

The flesh and blood of the middle-level Saint King's body suddenly exploded and turned into a rain of blood, and he didn't even let out a scream before he was killed by Ye Xuanzhen!

"Boy, are you finished?"

A shout of anger came from behind him.

Ye Xuan was alarmed, time accelerated, and his body slid rapidly to one side for more than ten zhang.

A thick cyan sword qi roared past the place he had just been in as if it were a match, and the sword qi was agitated, causing the surrounding void to hum.

This cyan sword qi was still more powerful than the sword of the old man Wuji.

Ye Xuan couldn't help frowning, and turned around to look, but saw an old man in the distance looking at him with a gloomy face, looking about sixty years old, with a small black beard, a fierce expression, cold eyes, and a green glow in his hand.

Obviously, the cyan sword qi just now came from his hand,

At the same time, behind him, another square-faced, long-haired old man stepped forward, full of holy power.

These two old men all have the cultivation of the Nine Heavens of the Saint King Realm!

The next moment, the old man with a small black beard flashed green light in his hand, and a wind blade the size of a pot lid was sent out casually.

And the old man with a square face and long hair opened his mouth, and a bowl of lightning spewed out from his mouth, slashing towards the top of Ye Xuan's head.

These two people have a wind system and a thunder system. All of them were cultivators in the middle of the Nine Heavens, and the combat skills released casually were amazingly powerful, almost equivalent to the full force of an ordinary high-level Saint King.

But......

Ye Xuan suddenly sneered, something strange happened.

The wind blade and lightning flew less than ten zhang before they strangely deviated from the direction and flew diagonally to the side, hitting the mountain wall on the side. There were two loud bangs.

The faces of the two old men suddenly showed a look of horror, they could never have imagined that the attack they sent out would not obey their command, what the hell was going on.

I'm afraid that this won't even happen to a Condensing Realm disciple who has just learned combat techniques.

"It's the dark vortex in the sky, it's disrupting the attack!?"

Just the two old men were shocked. The figure flickered. Ye Xuan had already come in front of them. One point for both hands. The 'Python Fist' that had been put on on both hands was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and it thrust forward like lightning.

'Poof. Kiss. ’

Two soft sounds.

The protective holy light shield on the two old men was pierced alive, and the spikes on the fist gloves more than ten inches long were directly inserted into the hearts of the two of them.

Two terrible screams came out, shocking! Two Great Martial Cultivators of the Nine Heavens of the Saint King Realm. What an admirable existence it is in normal times. But in everyone's field of vision, Ye Xuan took his life.

Engulf!

The black vortex in the sky spun with a bang, and the essence blood, holy source, and life essence of the two Saint King Realm Nine Heavenly Great Martial Cultivators were swallowed up by the black vortex as if a long whale was absorbing water.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at the dark whirlpool in amazement.

Even Wei Wuya, Han Qingsha and other powerhouses were shocked one by one.

"What kind of soul technique is this, why is it so weird!?" Wei Wuya's face was shocked and solemn, and there was a faint fear in his eyes.

Han Qingsha's face turned pale, "I've never heard of this kind of soul technique!"

"Damn! we were too seriously injured in the previous level, and this soul technique is just right to restrain us who are injured!!" The mysterious black-robed man was shocked and angry.

These strong men, although their combat power is strong, but as the black-robed man said, they were too seriously injured in the previous level, and at this time, facing the dark and mysterious vortex covering the sky, it was quite difficult for them to even suppress the injuries on their bodies.

And at this moment, after devouring the two Saint King Realm Nine Heavenly Elders, Ye Xuan finally had a clear idea of his current combat power.

"Even if you lock the space, when you advance to the Great Saint Realm, I am the first person in the Great Saint Realm, and now I am the Saint King Realm, and I am also an invincible existence in the Saint King Realm, if you can't reach the half-step immortal Saint Realm, then you can ...... He's dead. ”

With an extremely cold voice, Ye Xuan stood proudly, his slender figure floating in the air, scanning everyone with contempt.

The Martial God inscription appeared in the center of his eyebrows, his long black hair fluttered at the back of his head, and his eyes showed ruthlessness, as if he was a demon god, standing between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the momentum emanating from Ye Xuan's body hit the minds of every martial cultivator present like a huge wave of the angry sea, this is a tremor from the soul, as if at this moment, Ye Xuan in front of all the cultivators turned into a giant beast.

The fluctuation from the soul caused the divine sea of the people present to set off big waves one after another, and even showed signs of shattering, and it was as if countless thunderbolts were exploding at the same time in their divine mansion.

Wei Wuya, Han Qingsha, Wuji Old Man and other strong people were already injured, and they were forcibly suppressed by the Soul Devouring Technique before, but at this moment, a monstrous wave was set off in the Divine Sea, and cracks appeared in the Divine Mansion with a bang, blood spurted from the mouth and nose, and they took a few steps backwards.

"That's the Martial God Seal!? I suddenly thought of a legend, according to legend, the martial cultivator who has the Martial God Seal is an invincible existence in the same realm under the Martial God Realm! Could this be !??true?"

The mysterious black-robed man suddenly thought of a record he had read about the Martial God Inscription, his expression changed greatly, and under the shock of his heart, the power grid in his hand snapped a few times, and involuntarily burst, his face was shocked, and after taking a few steps back, he suddenly turned into a long rainbow and flew away instantly.

Looking at its strong people again, their expressions also changed instantly.

Wei Wuya felt the powerful impact of the Martial God Seal, the oppression of the soul, and the strange dark vortex in the sky, and then looked at the black-robed man who fled without hesitation.

He gritted his teeth slightly, and said, "Let's leave first!"

In an instant, he and Han Qingsha were the same brothers and sisters, and they also flew away.

"Let's go!" At the same moment, there were many other martial cultivators, who also turned into Changhong in all directions and scattered.

(End of chapter)