In an instant, a tornado of raging winds appeared around Ye Jingchen's body.

A tornado ten meters high appeared, and each wisp of wind was an incomparably sharp blade, beginning to tear and cut Ye Jingchen's flesh.

"He is worthy of being a core disciple of the academy!"

Ye Jingchen exclaimed.

If you shoot at will, you have such a huge power.

Ordinary Spirit Sea Realm eightfold martial artists would all be seriously injured by this move.

Core disciples, it really lives up to its reputation!

Moreover, Zhao Tai is only the core disciple of Louqing Academy, ranking twenty-third.

So, how strong should the higher ranking be?

How strong is Hua Luoye's level?

Ye Jingchen's expression became excited, if he could slaughter them all, how terrifying would his artistic conception comprehension be?

Will it directly transcend the artistic conception of ten percent and reach a new realm?

Ye Jingchen knew that if Shicheng's artistic conception made a breakthrough and transformed, it would become another more powerful thing.

Named - Mystery Justice!

However, this can only be imagined.

Facing the tornado of the wind around him, the sharp wind blade tore at his body, and Ye Jingchen's expression was unwavering.

"Broken!"

The ever-changing sword slashed out, and the sword light flickered, tearing the tornado of the wind violently.

Endless gale winds, blowing in all directions, destroyed many flowers and trees, leaving large potholes on the earth.

After the sword light destroyed the wind tornado, it quickly slashed towards Zhao Tai.

Zhao Tai snorted coldly, flicked his fingers, and a thin wind blade burst out from his fingertips, colliding with the sword light.

After a boom, the two phases were annihilated.

"Ye Jingchen, you really have some strength, no wonder you dare to come here!"

Regarding Ye Jingchen's strength, Zhao Tai was not too surprised.

After all, Ye Jingchen is the number one genius in the Mosen Mansion, if he doesn't even have this strength, the Mosen Mansion will have no face.

He was surprised by Ye Jingchen's realm.

It's just the Spiritual Sea Realm Quadruple!

He can be regarded as a genius, otherwise, it would be impossible to become a core disciple of Louqing Academy.

However, when he was in the fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm, he was not half a star worse than Ye Jingchen.

In Zhao Tai's heart, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

Why, I don't have such a great talent?

If he is Ye Jingchen, he has Ye Jingchen's talent and opportunity.

Then, now he must be the first core disciple of Louqing Academy, how can he be ranked twenty-third!

In Zhao Tai's eyes, Sen Han's killing intent loomed.

Before, he just wanted to drive Ye Jingchen away and let Ye Jingchen be eliminated.

Now, he wants to kill Ye Jingchen!

Ye Jingchen said lightly: "Since you want to kill me, then do it!"

There are too many people who want to kill him, and if there is one more Zhao Tai, Ye Jingchen doesn't care.

"Die!"

Zhao Tai is also a ruthless person, and he will do it when he says it, unequivocally.

The endless wind gathered together, and under Zhao Tai's control, four weapons were formed.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds.

A total of four weapons, all of which appeared in the air, all of them condensed by the wind.

Every weapon was murderous, pointing at Ye Jingchen from afar, locking on to the target.

This is one of Zhao Tai's tricks, called Condensing Wind into a Soldier.

"Go!"

Zhao Tai waved his hand, and the four weapons fell towards Ye Jingchen.

"Shocking lightning - the sixth sword!"

Ye Jingchen slashed out with a sword, and the thunder roared.

The weapons condensed by the four winds were slashed, and the thunder dissipated without a trace.

"Take me one more shot!"

"Eighteen Wind Soldiers!"

Zhao Tai drank vigorously, and eighteen kinds of weapons were condensed.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, ......

There are a total of eighteen kinds of weapons, and the power is terrifying.

"Slash!"

Eighteen wind soldiers flew into the air and slashed at Ye Jingchen.

"Thunder shatters!"

Ye Jingchen swung his sword, and endless thunder bombarded out.

In mid-air, thunder and eighteen weapons collided, colliding with a terrifying frenzy.

The frenzy swept in all directions, and the sound shook the four fields.

Countless flowers and trees, under the impact of the frenzy, were shattered into slag.

The earth rumbled, and the earth and rocks were lifted dozens of meters high, covering the sky.

"Artistic conception of the wind!"

Zhao Tai's body, surrounded by a fresh breeze, carried him and slowly flew up.

He exhibited the artistic conception of the wind in the eighty percent realm!

"Wind Blade Prison Array!"

Zhao Tai looked indifferent and raised his hand to press out.

Call!!!

The endless wind howled, blowing stones the size of your head into the sky.

With Ye Jingchen as the center, covering a radius of twenty meters, a space full of strong winds appeared.

Countless wind blades of different sizes condensed, and all of them pointed at Ye Jingchen coldly.

In a moment of Zhao Tai's thoughts, countless terrifying wind blades, with a sharp whistling sound, slashed Xiang Ye Jingchen.

"The Polar Wall of the Earth!"

Ye Jingchen did not panic at all, and the earth and rocks rose under his feet, building a defense around him.

"Trying to block my Wind Blade Prison Array? ridiculous!"

Zhao Tai showed a look of disdain on his face.

Ye Jingchen smiled lightly, if he can block it, Zhao Tai will know it immediately!

He had already cultivated the extreme wall of the earth to the peak realm, and his defense was so strong that Zhao Tai could not imagine.

Puff puff......

Countless wind blades slashed to the extreme wall of the earth.

The extreme wall of the earth was not shocked, and there was not even the slightest tremor, resisting all the wind blades.

"How is this possible?!"

Zhao Tai's heart set off turbulent waves.

Although he is not known for his attacks, his speed is what he is best at.

However, this Wind Blade Prison Formation is also his biggest killer move.

Even Ye Jingchen's defenses couldn't be broken?!

After thousands of wind blades burst out, Ye Jingchen was still safe and sound.

"You don't have a trick, do you?"

Ye Jingchen asked with a smile.

Zhao Tai's face was ugly, and he was actually despised by a fourfold martial artist of the Spirit Sea Realm.

"Since you have no tricks, it's my turn!"

Ye Jingchen's expression suddenly turned cold, and the thunder broke out violently.

Endless thunder, roaring out, destroying the heavens and the earth, the gods are magnificent.

"Ye Jingchen, I will take revenge!!"

Zhao Tai roared angrily, and his figure flickered in the void, running into the distance.

He's like a breeze, fast.

This is his greatest strength.

The thunder shattered into the air.

"Do you want to run?

Ye Jingchen's feet moved, and he instantly pursued the past.

He didn't cast the thunder wings, and his speed was slightly slower, but he also had a speed of 100 meters a second.

Feeling the killing intent from behind, Zhao Tai was horrified, "Why is his speed faster than me!"

The speed he was proud of couldn't even compare to Ye Jingchen.

The two chased and fled, and the distance kept getting closer, and the distance was no more than 100 meters apart.

"Give me death!"

Ye Jingchen slashed out with a sword, and the thunder hit Zhao Tai's back.

"Poof!!"

Zhao Tai vomited blood and was blown away, breaking a big tree.