Three days later.

The Valley of Life and Death, in a cave.

Ye Wushuang sat cross-legged, the furnace of heaven and earth was running, and the huge coercion was circulating here.

His eyes opened and closed.

A large number of pills and elixirs were shattered together and turned into the essence of the sky.

In a few days, he received a lot of resources.

At this moment, gather together and cultivate here.

Thundered!

Every time the furnace of heaven and earth shook, his physical body was strengthened a lot.

The body is condensed, and the transformation of oneself is transformed.

The essence of the Tao is polished into the flesh.

Make the sword body more and more innocent and strong!

Hours passed.

Airplanes!

The golden sword yuan on Ye Wushuang's physique condensed a trace again.

A powerful aura vibrated out.

The sword element came out of the body and became like a substance.

Late Ning Yuan!

He perceives himself, and his physical body becomes more and more solidified.

The foundation is better.

Martial arts, like building a tall building from the ground, requires a lot of polishing for every step.

The indestructible sword body has such an effect.

His body glowed, becoming more and more crystalline.

The vitality is also more pure.

"Finally broke through the late stage of Ning Yuan!"

In a few days, it was improved again.

This speed is not slow.

But for Ye Wushuang, it was still not enough.

You must know that Ye Lan is already in the early stage of inscriptions.

See you next time, perhaps, enough to achieve the perfection of the inscription.

The most important thing is that Lin is undefeated.

This person is a core disciple of Tianzong, and his true artistic conception is cultivated.

I want to fight him.

At the very least, it is necessary to step into the realm of inscriptions.

And this day will not be too far away.

Therefore, Ye Wushuang must be promoted as soon as possible.

"Whew!"

Exhale a breath of turbidity.

He sensed a sweep from the token.

Ye Wushuang.

Late Ningyuan period.

Points: three thousand five hundred.

Ranking: No. 1!

Still number one.

The retreat has not been surpassed.

Sikong Changfeng, who is in second place, has been trying to catch up.

However, the difference is still very large.

He didn't have more than a thousand points.

Looking at such a scene, Ye Wushuang's expression looked a little strange.

He walked out of the cave and was about to leave.

Suddenly.

Sou!

Not far away, a sharp light pointed straight at him.

"Raid?"

Ye Wushuang's eyes moved.

"Guys, you've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

He was undaunted and flicked his fingers.

Bang!

That sharp edge exploded directly.

It was an arrow that burst out from afar, killing amazingly.

As his voice fell.

Outside the cave, five people came out.

"It is worthy of being able to suppress everyone and occupy the first place."

"Not bad, indeed."

"No wonder, Sikong Changfeng can't surpass you for so long."

"But that's fine."

"Kill you, get your points, and I'll be the first."

Of the five men, three were men and two women.

The leader turned out to be a heroic woman.

She was armed with a longbow and was wild.

A pair of eyes fell straight on Ye Wushuang.

The four people behind him were all very powerful, reaching the late stage of Ning Yuan.

"My name is Lin Qian, I died in my hands, you don't have to regret it."

"Of course, you don't have to try to escape, you don't have this chance."

Lin Qian smiled confidently.

The inscription appears on its own body.

"Inscription Realm."

Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"The outer gate is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there is more than one genius who has reached the Inscription Realm."

He whispered.

"There are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains."

Lin Qian laughed lightly.

She waved her hand and ordered.

"Do it!"

Rumble!

Four people, moved in an instant.

"Kill him!"

"For the eldest sister's head, impact first!"

A tall young man, roaring angrily, like a violent bear.

He stepped out.

The big hand is like a fan, which can smash the rocks.

There was a loud roar, and this person was the first to strike.

Behind him, the other three people also stared at each other and killed them.

Phew!

The vitality boiled and exploded in unison.

Only Lin Qian stood in place, staring at her.

It seems to know that it is enough for these people to shoot!

"Hey."

"I don't want to kill at will, but there seem to be a lot of people looking for death!"

Ye Wushuang sighed lightly.

The next moment.

His gaze froze.

Click!

In one step, a strong wind swept through.

In the late stage of Ning Yuan, his physical body was stronger, and his vitality was even more terrifying.

Rumble!

A punch in the air.

He stepped and threw punches.

Directly confronted the tall boy.

Full of power, devastating.

The power of rage, like an ancient sword soaring into the sky.

The sound of a broken bone came out in an instant, and the tall boy's face changed.

Subsequently, the whole person directly vomited blood and flew upside down.

His arm, broken!

However, without waiting for him to speak.

Rumble!

Ye Wushuang's body moved again.

The hand is like a long knife, and the force splits down, straight down, and it is unstoppable.

A blade fell, and then, with a twist in the air.

A person, directly with a broken neck.

Die!

Just for a moment.

One was seriously wounded, one died.

The other two were all shocked.

"No!"

Someone screamed.

However, Ye Wushuang's body moved.

Rumble!

The fist mark pierced through the body of another girl, and bombarded and killed.

The man exploded in an instant.

Blood rained.

Move, kill decisively!

One hit kills!

This scene, seeing the rest of the people, was furious.

"You shouldn't have come to me!"

Ye Wushuang spoke indifferently.

"Because, against the enemy, I never spare my hand!"

His voice fell.

kicked out, and the last person, with a sunken chest, had no time to react.

Immediately spit out a mouthful of reverse blood and hit the ancient tree.

Die instantly.

In an instant, four people were all wiped out.

Lin Qian was the only one left, still standing in place, maintaining her original posture.

"You, how could it be!"

At this moment, Lin Qian reacted and saw the tragic situation of everyone.

Her face was extremely cold.

"You're so heavy!"

She was furious.

Killing machines emerged, and as his own subordinates, he was obliterated and abolished.

It's unbearable.

"Heavy on hand?" Ye Wushuang sneered.

"When you choose to stop me, between us, we are doomed to be unkind."

"If you were stronger, would you let me go?"

He asked coldly.

"You!" Lin Qian's face was even colder.

Her posture moved, the longbow was retracted, and a soft sword burst out.

"I'm going to kill you!"

She let out a coquettish snort.

Phew!

Sword light splashed.

"Flowing Wind Sword Technique!"

The sword is like the wind, intertwined.

In an instant, in front of Ye Wushuang's eyes, countless sword lights were emerging.

Like the wind, swift and without a trace.

"It just so happens that I am in the late stage of Ning Yuan, and I also want to give it a try, how strong is the inscription realm!"

Ye Wushuang is fearless.

His eyes froze, and his fighting spirit was surging.

The moment the voice fell, the sword body revived.

Zheng!

From his body, a sword roared out!

He stepped and swung his fists, like an ancient sword unsheathed.

The edge is surging.

Break the law with one force!

Bang!

A punch swept into the air and crashed into the sword qi in the sky.

"You are looking for death, and you dare to use your body to regret my sword technique!"

"Kill!"

"Wind kills a sword!"

Lin Qian drank low and said coldly.

As soon as the long sword in her hand turned, all the sword qi in the wind converged and turned into a swift cyan sword light.

However.

Syllable!

The sword light pierced out, and Ye Wushuang's eyes froze.

The powerful five senses made him capture this sword.

Moreover.

He himself is the supreme sword body.

For swordsmanship, for swordsmanship, too familiar!

The fist seal turned around, and it turned up.

With a bang, the quaint fist mark passed straight through thousands of afterimages, and the latter came first, bombarding the cyan sword light.

Click!

The sword light shattered, and Lin Qian's figure trembled.

"How is that possible?" In her heart, a touch of fear appeared!

How is this possible?

In the late stage of Ning Yuan, one punch shattered his swordsmanship?

Is this still human?

"You are the Inscription Realm, you can urge the ancient pattern."

"Use all your strength, otherwise, you won't have a chance!"

Ye Wushuang stood indifferently.

He stared, pointed at Lin Qian, and said calmly!