Emotional Ye Wentian paid attention to this, and actually wanted to bring the young man in white under his command! And listening to his tone, it seemed that he was planning to swallow the Peerless Sword Sect together, how big of a tone was this?

The white-clothed young man was furious: "You dare to insult the Peerless Sword Sect! I fought with you!" In his heart, the reputation of the sect was greater than a qiē, and when he heard Ye Wentian's arrogant words, he was immediately furious, and the cowardice caused by the divine martial spirit was suppressed by anger.

"Okay, it's the boss with hard fists! If I defeat you, you will be my subordinate!" Ye Wentian had already seen that the young man in white was the type of arrogant and good-looking, and he succeeded in angering him in a few words.

Sure enough, the white-clothed young man in a rage rushed over with his double swords: "Whatever you want! Remember, my name is Dugu Jian, and I will use your blood to wash away your insult to the sect!"

"Little Sword and Sword, I've taken you in, I'll beat you today!" Ye Wentian didn't advance but retreated, and the eighth-level void character trick was activated, floating backwards and retreating rapidly.

"Want to go, look at the sword!" Dugu Jian's feet suddenly accelerated, and the sword in his left hand stabbed straight into the palace, smashing Ye Wentian's heart, and its speed was so fast that it arrived in front of him in an instant.

The silver sword was only one centimeter away from his heart, but Ye Wentian floated backwards with the sword wind like an autumn leaf, looking like the Dugu Sword pushing Ye Wentian backwards.

"Good sword!" Ye Wentian laughed loudly, the lightning of his golden hand popped out, and he slammed his fingers on the long sword in his heart, only to hear a buzzing sound, Dugu Jian only felt that a strong force came, and the peerless sword was deflected by a finger!

The long sword almost got out of his hand, Dugu Jian was shocked in his heart, how much strength does this have to be to flick away the Wushuang Sword with one finger, but Ye Wentian's 'good sword' sounded like a curse, Dugu Jian was crazy, and the sword in his right hand slashed out horizontally, and the silver sword **** came out of the **** of three meters.

Ye Wentian laughed, and the golden hand bolted out again, and his fingers slammed on the side of the long sword, both the timing of the attack and the position of the attack were wonderful.

The sword in his right hand was raised high, Ye Wentian rose up, like a dragonfly dotting water, lightly landed on the tip of the sword, stood with his hands and looked down at Dugu Jian and said proudly: "Have you served?"

Dugu Jian hated the feeling of being looked down on, and roared angrily: "Dissatisfied!" The sword in his left hand raised fire to the sky and stabbed Ye Wentian's feet.

"Okay! Then I'm going to be hard!" Ye Wentian deliberately lowered his face, his toes gently rose on the tip of the sword, and his feet floated backwards in the void, "Xingtian, fusion!"

Dugu Jian missed with a sword, but he didn't continue to pursue, because Shenwu Lingxing Tian had already taken a big step and rushed over, and the three consecutive swords just now were skillfully avoided by the other party, and this feeling of being so strong that he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

With the improvement of Ye Wentian's level, Xingtian's height has risen to thirty-five meters, although it is a phantom, it also looks quite visually impactful. Every step of Xingtian shook the earth, and the rolling blood waves swept angrily.

Among all the people, only Nangong Yu knew what Ye Wentian was going to do, he had seen it in the last battle of Ziwu Academy, and immediately understood Ye Wentian's thoughts: to use the strongest state to defeat Dugu Jian's self-confidence, like this kind of lonely person, as long as he is completely defeated head-on, there will be a lot to talk about next.

Ye Wentian was in the air, spread his arms and floated back, Xingtian strode forward and bumped into Ye Wentian, under the stunned gaze of everyone, Xingtian's chest actually rippled like water waves, and Ye Wentian disappeared so easily into Xingtian's chest.

When Ye Wentian disappeared, Xingtian suddenly stood still, the phantom became clearer and clearer, and in an instant, it had condensed like a substance! The red blood-colored murderous aura converged inward, turning into a blood-colored spiritual flame that wrapped his whole body, and a puff of golden light spread down from his left shoulder, and the huge left arm in the snap of his fingers was already like gold casting, rubbing three times, and the three souls of blue, blue and black appeared on the arm.

Just as everyone was shocked by the changes in Xingtian, the giant eyes on his chest suddenly opened, his blood-colored eyes flashed with a faint golden glow, and a loud voice rolled out with the opening and closing of the giant mouth: "Little Sword and Sword, I'm going to go, are you ready?"

It was Ip Mantian's voice!

"This is the fusion of martial spirits! And it is the fusion of one's own martial spirits, and there is no rejection of 100% fusion!" Monica stood at the bow of the ship with a stern face, her hands pressed on the side of the ship, and her ten fingers, which were as slender as jade, unconsciously twisted and deformed the steel ship's side.

That's right, it is the fusion of martial spirits, in the world of martial spirits, some people's martial spirits can be fused with each other, and the higher the fit of the fusion, the greater the power! The old monk has studied, due to different individuals, the fit between complementary martial spirits can reach up to 70%, and less than 50% will produce a backlash effect, but the twin martial spirits have broken this highest value, and the two martial spirits are one twin, and the fit can be as high as 100%, that is, a perfect fit.

Twin martial spirits are already extremely rare, what is the probability that two martial spirits can fuse with each other?

However, Ye Wentian did it! In fact, the Divine Martial Spirit itself is extremely domineering, and the possibility of fusion is almost zero, but the Golden Hand does not belong to the six major martial spirit systems, and will not be rejected by Xingtian.

The state after the fusion of the martial spirits is stronger than the state of the two martial spirits used alone, and its power will increase with the increase of the level of spiritual power and the number of spirit rings, if Xingtian also adds the spirit ring, the power will be even more unimaginable!

The powerful coercion in Xingtian, no, it was the moment Ye Wentian opened his eyes, it swept out, forming a hurricane that swept away all the demons within a radius of 100 meters, and Dugu Jian stuck his double swords on the ground, barely holding the impact of the hurricane.

"I can't be afraid, I am the only male disciple of the generation of the Peerless Sword Sect, and the heavy responsibility of reviving the sect is on my shoulders, how can I retreat! I can't die!" Facing Ye Wentian's terrifying coercion, Dugu Sword calmed down instead, the twin swords were raised flat, the silver spirit flame completely wrapped the twin swords, and the third spirit ring suddenly shone, "Peerless Wind Sword Dance!"

With the use of spiritual skills, the silver sword soared, and the **** was a full ten meters, looking like two light swords ten meters long.

A fierce wind began to form under Dugu Jian's feet, blowing the white-clothed hunting and dancing, and then with his belt arm and sword with his arm, he stepped on the body spinning top in one step, stepped on the wind under his feet and strangled and shot out, rushing towards Ye Wentian.

The Peerless Wind Sword Dance, its principle is similar to Hua Yue's Wind Tiger Whirlwind Claw, but the power is I don't know how many times higher, the quality of the Peerless Sword is extremely high, the attack power is extremely strong, coupled with the strangulation range of twenty meters in diameter and the ultra-fast movement speed, it is simply a super-speed meat grinder.

From the air, only a silver whirlwind could be seen spinning wildly, and countless demons were crushed in an instant, and fragments of flesh and bones were splashed everywhere like a torrential rain.