When Ye Xuan took out his palm and killed the two women, Wu Duhuan roared angrily, breaking through the spatial confinement again, he turned around and shot suddenly, his movements were as fast as lightning, and a short sword flashed out in his sleeve, stabbing straight at Ye Xuan's eyebrows.

As an evil cultivator who wandered among the flowers, Wu was very scheming, and always hid a short sword in his sleeve, and he also used this sword to kill some enemies who wanted to kill him and prey on the bed.

If you don't come out of the sword, once you get out of the sword, you will kill it.

This sword will take Ye Xuan's life!

Just as the short sword stabbed in front of Ye Xuan, suddenly, the space was distorted, and the tip of the sword actually slashed across Ye Xuan's right side cheek, and a trace of blood appeared on his face.

"What!?"

Wu Xuanhuan's eyes widened, this spatial technique was too mysterious, and he was about to retreat, but Ye Xuan hit his chest first.

With Ye Xuan's current surge in combat power, one palm was enough to smash a few square meters of pig iron.

"Bang!"

Wu Jinhuan's body glowed with a burst of red light. Ye Xuan's palm struck the red light, forming a circle of spatial ripples.

"Huh?

Ye Xuan didn't give Wu Qianhuan a chance to breathe, and the true yuan of his whole body surged wildly in the meridians of his arm, turning his palm into a fist, and punching Wu Qianhuan's heart.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

He threw extremely fast punches, nine in a row.

Every punch made Wu Qianhuan spurt out a mouthful of blood.

When Ye Xuan struck out the last punch, Wu Duhuan flew out directly.

But the red light on his body was quite weird, and it was never extinguished, blocking most of the attacks for him.

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the red light on Wu Qianhuan's body, there was a faint Buddhist sound, there was a kind of déjà vu, his heart moved, and he thought of Qiu Qianguang.

"Master, kill him quickly, my blessing power is about to reach its limit!" Ye Xuan's voice sounded in his mind.

Ye Xuan nodded slightly, Zi Ling had said before that the time for him to borrow power was not infinite, it was about five minutes.

As soon as the five minutes were up, he could no longer borrow strength, and his combat power returned to his original martial arts realm.

At this moment, Wu Duanhuan, who was beaten to a hundred feet away, roared in his mind and trembled.

Although Ye Xuan did not break through his body protection defense, the aftermath shock force shattered all his viscera, a trace of crack appeared in his heart, and many meridians in his body were shattered.

This is also his powerful body and body of the Martial King Realm Great Perfection, and when he is replaced by the True Spirit Realm, he will die instantly!

Crush!

As the young master of the Hehuan Sect, Wu Duhuan has always crushed others, bullied other people's partners, and had a trace of family daughters, but he never thought that he would be crushed by others!

At the moment when Wu Qianhuan's body trembled and his expression was shocked, Ye Xuan took a step, and in a ripple in the space, his figure disappeared, Wu Qianhuan's face was pale, his mouth was bleeding, and his eyes showed unprecedented fear.

"Friend...... Yes...... There is something to say......" As soon as Wu Qianhuan's words came out, Ye Xuan's figure appeared behind him, slapping his palm on his head, Wu Qianhuan's mind boomed, and blood spurted out directly, he was seriously injured at the moment, and he couldn't break through Ye Xuan's spatial confinement, although he had a treasure light to protect his body, but a crack was broken in his skull!

"No!" This skull crack was heard in Wu Qianhuan's ears, making Wu Qianhuan's eyes show despair, and when he struggled frantically and desperately in trembling, Ye Xuan clapped his palm again.

Bang! The roaring sound in Wu Duhuan's mind was earth-shattering, and the seven orifices were bleeding, as if the soul sounded a cracking sound!

He looked up to the sky and screamed miserably, his eyes showing resentment, but gradually the glint in his eyes disappeared, and the red light on his body disappeared in a flash.

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and a palm slapped out again, bombarding Wu Duanhuan, who had disappeared from life, shattering his entire body, turning into meat residue and blood splattering, but not splashing a little on him and Xuan Yue, who had passed out in his arms.

And where Wu Qianhuan's body shattered, a pink bead was revealed, floating in the void.

Ye Xuan exhaled lightly, and at this moment, he felt that the borrowed power in his body was rapidly subsiding.

As soon as he took it with his hand, he took the bead and held it in his hand.

But after I started this bead, the original pink color gradually faded, and was replaced by an extremely rich black.

Look at it intently, but see that this pearl has the size of a dragon's eye, crystal round, not stone, not jade, not iron, I don't know what kind of material is made, faintly, there is a trace of solemn Buddhism Sanskrit chanting in it as if there is nothing gently lingering.

"It's actually another spiritual weapon refined by the relics of the Buddha Gate?" Ye Xuan muttered, the borrowed power on his body completely disappeared, and his body could no longer step into the void, and slowly drifted towards the mountains and forests below.

And what surprised him was that this Wu Duhuan was actually the same as Qiu Qianguang, the elder of Qingyun Valley, who also used a Buddhist relic to refine his own natal spiritual weapon.

You must know that this kind of natal spirit weapon refined by relics does not have any offensive ability, although the defense power is very extraordinary, but when it is used as a natal spirit weapon, it is for its defense alone, and some of the gains outweigh the losses.

Ye Xuan held Xuanyue's figure, landed on the ground full of leaves, carefully looked at the relics in his hand, and said secretly: Could it be that it has other abilities besides releasing defensive power?

After Ye Xuan got Qiu Qianguang's relics, he didn't spend too much time researching, he was going to wait until later, to study these two beads well.

In his opinion, Qiu Qianguang may not have had too many resources to refine the natal spirit weapon at the beginning, so he chose this relic that only has defensive power and some chicken ribs, but Wu Qianhuan, as the young sect master of the Hehuan Sect, must be worth a lot of money, and it is impossible to lack the resources for refining the spirit weapon.

And as Wu Duhuan's young sect master, he regards this Buddhist sect relic as his natal weapon, there must be other reasons.

Thinking of Wu Duhuan's net worth, Ye Xuan's heart moved, and he forgot to collect the storage utensils of the young sect master.

The spiritual power unfolded and swept towards the surrounding mountains and forests, and after a while, Ye Xuan found a golden ring somewhere in the dense forest, which was Wu Duhuan's!

Ye Xuan received the relics and walked towards Na Jie, his heart was quite excited, just with the help of the power of the purple spirit, he felt the battle process of the strong.

"Zi Ling, how often can I borrow your power?" Ye Xuan walked up to the ring and picked it up, asking at the same time.

"Master, do you feel that there is a trace of obscure aura in the true spirit crystals in the Danhai, that is infected by my demonic power, according to my estimate, if this vague aura wants to be completely eliminated, it will take at least ten days, that is to say, the next time the master borrows power, it will be about ten days later, otherwise the demonic qi will accumulate too much, and the master is likely to be infected into a purple-haired demon. ”

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