A beastly opponent, his attacks have no tricks, no rules, but they are extremely tricky, because his attacks are all places to give the enemy a fatal blow.

The sorrow of fear hit everyone's hearts hard, Ye Xueyan was no exception, and he had been exerting the killing intent of the sword, the entire spiritual power was in the stage of release, and the trauma was even heavier, he spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, his face became pale, his brain was buzzing, and his eyes were also flashing with Venus.

Whether it was Vig Sheter's scream of fear or Ye Xueyan's sword killing intent, it was no longer a physical attack, but had entered the range of a spiritual attack. Spiritual attack is a rather mysterious attack method on the mainland, even in the major sects and families, it can be regarded as a secret skill level, and it cannot be learned if it is less than a certain level.

And Ye Xueyan can comprehend it on his own in battle, it can be said that he is a unique talent, although the spiritual attack is extremely powerful, but because it is a direct collision on the spiritual level, the level of skill and the strength of the physical body are completely ignored, so once traumatized, it is difficult to recover in a short time, after all, spiritual power is originally a very ethereal power.

At this time, feeling that Ye Xueyan's movements were sluggish and basically defenseless, Vig Xue Te violently rose up and threw himself at Ye Xueyan, and the black bone blade on his arm slashed towards Ye Xueyan in a cross shape, wanting to behead him directly!

The strong wind blowing in his face made Ye Xueyan feel extremely dangerous, he hurriedly leaned back, narrowly dodging the black bone blade that slashed him, the skin on his neck was swept by the black qi on the bone blade, and he even felt a trace of tingling, these black mist, there was really something wrong.

Under this startle, Ye Xueyan's back was shocked into a cold sweat, although his head was still heavy, but it was much better, but he still had a headache, as if someone was constantly knocking on his head with a hammer.

But the opponent's attack will not stop because of his headache, all kinds of pounces, slashes and slashes continue to use Ye Xueyan, Ye Xueyan barely dodge, more importantly, relying on the huge sword body of the Yan Tiger Sword as a shield to resist the killing blow of that moment, but if he guards it for a long time, he will lose, his body has been cut by the black bone blade with multiple wounds, and the black mist is wrapped in his wounds, and it begins to devour Ye Xueyan's flesh and blood essence.

It's a pity that Ye Xueyan is different from others, the power of his bloodline has been integrated into all his bloodlines, and the absorption of the black mist has been resisted by the power of the bloodline, and for a while, the two sides were deadlocked. However, the cold qi contained in the black mist made Ye Xueyan extremely uncomfortable, it was a kind of energy that was completely different from the various energies he had been exposed to in the past, which not only contained extreme cold and cold, but also had extremely strong corrosiveness, and the power of Rao is blood veins was extremely mellow and long, and there was also a feeling that it was slowly draining.

And at this stalemate, the two powerful stones in Ye Xueyan's body began to exert their strength, the mighty righteousness of the Life Sacred Stone and the evil breaking power of the Phoenix Flame Stone began to swim towards the wound, and the power of the cold black mist touched these two forces, just like seeing a cat's mouse, quickly withdrawing from Ye Xueyan's body, and there was no intention of staying.

But the Life Sacred Stone and the Phoenix Flame Stone didn't seem to want to let go of this black mist so easily, the two forces quickly entangled, enveloping the black mist in it, and the black mist immediately dissolved like snow under the scorching sun, at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

This extremely powerful black mist, just like that, was easily eliminated by Ye Xueyan, he kept coming out of the green smoke all over his body, wiping out the black mist, so that Vig Sheter's power suffered heavy losses, those black mist was the source of his strength, at this time, these power sources were purified by Ye Xueyan a large amount, so that his strength fell rapidly, and the black bone blade on his arm became much lighter in color, and this change, like a beast-like Vig Xue Te didn't realize that he was immersed in the pleasure of constantly slashing and killing Ye Xueyan, the black bone blade continued to shed wounds on Ye Xueyan's body, and the scattered flesh and blood completely aroused his bloodthirsty desire, he just wanted to knock Ye Xueyan down as soon as possible, so as to taste how sweet the taste of flesh and blood that brought him infinite horror, but he didn't realize at all that his strength was rapidly weakening, which may be the arrogance and overconfidence that accompanied by the strength brought by wildness.

Under the frantic chopping, Ye Xueyan's Yanhu Giant Sword has been on the defensive, and the long-term inertia has made Vig Sheter almost forget that the other party can still fight back, rather than a target that allows him to chop, so Ye Xueyan found the opportunity to counterattack, and actually cut a huge wound directly between Vig Xuete's chest and abdomen, easily hitting him hard, and forcibly suspending his crazy offensive.

At this time, Vig Schett realized how scarce the black mist accumulated in his body was, and even the black bone blade was about to be unable to continue to be maintained, and the huge wound between his chest and abdomen was only wrapped in a small amount of black mist, slowly helping him heal.

And Ye Xueyan's condition is not much better, he has countless wounds on his body, many wounds have lost their blood color after being eroded by the black mist and then driven away by the energy of the Life Sacred Stone and the Phoenix Flame Stone, and have turned into an almost transparent white, Ye Xueyan can't even feel a trace of life breath in it, his head is still constantly buzzing, there is pain everywhere in his body, and he is extremely weak, the state of the whole person is extremely poor, even when he just started cultivating, Ye Xueyan has not been so weak.

It's just that he knows that his opponent will only be worse than his condition, he has to persevere, he will never lose, the man of the Ye family will never give up easily!

The Yan Tiger Sword in his hand was slowly raised, the faint power of the blood veins was injected into it, the dark red sword body of the Yan Tiger Sword lit up slightly, Ye Xueyan closed his eyes, feeling his body, he needed strength, he needed his body to give himself strength, enough power to defeat all enemies!

A trace of power was squeezed out, but it was still so weak, it was not enough, Ye Xueyan roared in his heart, he kept urging, his heart was beating wildly, and a large amount of blood burst out from it, flowing to every part of the body, in every vein, in every piece of flesh, in every drop of blood, in every cell!

"Boom" , The head seemed to explode, a force, from Ye Xueyan's body flourished, it was a powerful blood force, it was a blood force that contained a very strong breath of life, and the power of the blood veins with the breath of the holy stone of life, from his flesh and blood, it was activated, and began to fill Ye Xueyan's body, and even his brain became much clearer, no longer so painful, the power of the blood veins traveled throughout his body, and the powerful vitality healed his body, so that his body that had reached the limit was nourished, and began to absorb the power of this blood vein frantically and greedily, Ye Xueyan clearly felt the power of his own blood, has been promoted to the peak of the surging blood pressure of the third layer of "Bloodline Rushing", his physical strength is no longer inferior to the Seven-Rank Martial King, with the strength of the power of the bloodline, even if it is the peak of the Martial King, it will not be his opponent, even the quasi-Martial Emperor, he also dares to fight!

The powerful power of the bloodline poured into the Yanhu Giant Sword, and the huge golden-red sword light was like a phoenix flying high, instantly devouring Vig Shet, who had run out of oil, and the mournful cry echoed in the flames, and the black mist continued to turn into green smoke and rise, and everything finally turned into smoke.