The boulder is huge, like a mountain. Huang Baiwei held his hands up, still struggling. He looked at Ye Junlin, his eyes showed a fierce light, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Die!"

Huang Baiwei shouted, his arm suddenly bent, and the boulder as heavy as a mountain was thrown out by him.

The power of this blow was extremely terrifying, even comparable to the full force of a high-level Xuan Ling.

Feng Po rushed here desperately, and secretly scolded Ye Junlin in her heart for not being able to measure herself.

But Ye Junlin's face only changed slightly, his face was full of confidence, as if he didn't care about Huang Baiwei's blow at all.

The monstrous sword qi surged in his body, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura was stirred into chaos.

Ye Junlin's hands tightly grasped the Chiyan Sword, and then all the sword qi in his whole body was mobilized by him on his hands.

"Split the mountain with a sword!"

Ye Junlin swung out a sword, and an enlarged version of the Red Flame Sword shot out, like a sharp sword.

"Boom!"

The sword slashed at the boulder, and there was an explosion like thunder.

The boulder was cut in half, and the middle cut was extremely flat, which shows the sharpness of the sword.

In the distant carriage, the curtain of the window was slightly lifted. Liu Yiyi and Beitang Shiyun poked their heads out slightly, and two incomparably beautiful faces were revealed on the car window.

Beitang Shiyun saw a young man holding a heavy sword, and in an instant, that exquisite heart suddenly beat.

Huang Baiwei's mouth opened slightly, with a hint of surprise, he wanted to know how this young man's combat power had skyrocketed to such an extent in just half a pillar of incense.

Ye Junlin succeeded in one blow, his confidence increased greatly, and the Chiyan Sword in his hand became even more powerful.

"Sword one, breaking the wind. ”

"Sword two, slash souls. ”

"Sword three, split the mountain. ”

The 'World Sword Technique' is a continuous combination of sword techniques, and a single attack may not be outstanding, but if it is used continuously, its attack power will become amazing.

It's never like one plus one plus one equals three, it's that simple.

The crimson thin Lang, the invisible sword qi, and the sword light that could open the mountains and shatter the mountains, roared out one after another. The aura of heaven and earth around it, like boiling hot water, began to tumble continuously. The three sword skills are like flying cloud-piercing arrows, cutting through the sky, and the mountains and rivers change color.

On Huang Baiwei's face, the contemptuous smile finally retracted, and his expression became solemn, because he felt that the power of these three attacks was comparable to that of a high-level Xuan Ling.

"Soil escape, earth and rock wall. ”

On Huang Baiwei's hand, the brown light went straight to the sky. He slammed the light into the ground.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, the earth trembled violently. An earthen wall several feet high and more than a dozen zhang thick blocked in front of him.

The sword-shaped sword light flew first, it bombarded the earthen wall, like a sharp arrow, shot straight in, the earth wall under the attack of the sword, began to retreat, spider web-like cracks, slowly spread in all directions, and then collapsed, turning into dust.

Huang Baiwei's mouth looked like a boss, because he didn't expect that Ye Junlin's blow would be so terrifying.

The sword-shaped sword light didn't give Huang Baiwei the slightest time to be shocked, and flew in front of his eyes in an instant, and the sword aura overflowed, urging the surrounding heaven and earth aura, and the wind was fierce.

Huang Baiwei was stunned for a moment, and then on the fist glove in his hand, the brown light bloomed again.

"Gravel Fist!" Huang Baiwei roared, his fists swinging one after another.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Huang Baiwei's heavy fist, like two huge hammers, struck on the sword-shaped sword, instantly arousing sparks and roaring.

Under the swing of the heavy fist, the sword-shaped sword began to slowly deform, and there were signs of cracking.

At this moment, the invisible sword qi finally arrived.

The invisible sword qi, like a ghost, burrowed into Huang Baiwei's sea of consciousness. This time, Huang Baiwei only cared about resisting the sword-shaped sword light, but he didn't notice the arrival of the invisible sword qi. The sword qi successfully invaded Huang Baiwei's sea of knowledge, turning his sea of knowledge upside down.

However, the Xuanling level is the Xuanling level in the end, and the martial artists who have cultivated the sea are different. Rao was successfully invaded by the invisible sword qi, but Huang Baiwei still continued to swing heavy punches, resisting the sword-shaped sword rays.

It's just that his face began to become more and more pale, and his body was attacked at the same time, which made him unbearable.

The crimson thin Lang finally struck. It slammed into Huang Baiwei's abdomen, and then exploded violently. Huang Baiwei's body was blown straight out.

He fell to the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. Crimson flames spread out across his body, and the invisible sword aura stirred up his sea of consciousness into an incomparably chaotic manner.

"Ahh

Huang Baiwei finally couldn't suppress the fierce sword qi in the sea of consciousness, he covered his head stiffly, and began to roll on the ground in great pain.

Ye Junlin's face also became very pale, and although the injuries he had suffered before had recovered a little, they were still very serious. The previous three attacks once again touched his wounds, and blood flowed from the corners of Ye Junlin's mouth again.

"Give me death!"

Ye Junlin forcibly held back the surging blood and qi in his internal organs, and raised the Chiyan Sword high above his head.

The Red Flame Sword fell heavily and swung towards Huang Baiwei's head.

"Whew-"

The heavy sword slashed into Huang Baiwei's neck, cutting off his flesh, cutting off his tendons, cutting off his bones, and then sinking heavily into the earth.

Huang Baiwei's head rolled down to the viscous blood-red earth, gurgling.

Beitang Shiyun and Liu Yiyi, who were in the distance, saw this scene, and closed the car window with a 'ah' sound.

Feng Po rushed to Ye Junlin's side, looked at the dead Huang Baiwei on the ground, and sighed secretly, his eyes fell on Ye Junlin's body.

Feng Po's brows furrowed slightly, and a rather surprised look appeared on her face: it was really incredible that a 'low-level Xuan Spirit' would kill a 'middle-level Xuan Spirit' in seconds within a few moves.

"What's your name?" asked Feng Po.

"Ye Junlin. The Chiyan sword was stuck in the ground, and Ye Jun was holding it deadly, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

A smile appeared on Feng Po's face, and she seemed to be extremely appreciative of the young man: "What you just used is the 'World Sword Technique', right?"

Ye Junlin turned his head in surprise and looked at Feng Po incredulously, the shock in his eyes jumped out.

"Don't be surprised, your senior brother Wei Ye was once my student. Feng Po laughed.

"Senior Brother Wei Ye?" Ye Junlin's thinking suddenly became confused.

"Where did I come out of a 'senior brother'?" Ye Junlin was extremely puzzled, everything in front of him suddenly became blurred, and the continuous blood loss had already made him unbearable.

Ye Junlin's eyes were dark, and he planted it heavily.

The Wind Po sighed and carried him back to the carriage

Just when Ye Junlin was unconscious, in Qingyang County, a fierce battle was going on