This person's strength, among the contemporaries of the Land of Relic, is enough to enter the top ten.

It's a real Tianjiao.

Have the qualifications to compete with the spiritual world.

"Qinghe Purple Wind!"

"In the Qinghe family, the first person in this generation, it is said that it is a void-level physique, a purple light divine body!"

Many people smacked their tongues and were moved.

At such an age, when he reached the late stage of Zhenwu, his physique was extraordinary, which made everyone shocked.

Qinghe Purple Wind, this name, in the land of ruins, has long been loud.

The land of relics, the young generation, one of the top ten heavenly pride.

The Young King.

Extremely powerful and terrifying.

"Let's end the battle quickly, I have limited time, palm battle seal, I'm going to travel far away, sweep all the way, open an invincible road, and compete with the spirit world."

Qinghe Zifeng was very confident and spoke lightly.

He paced in the air, lowered his eyes, and looked at Ye Wushuang's gaze, very calm and indifferent.

There is a kind of absolute self-confidence, as if he has mastered the victory of life and death.

"In the late stage of Zhenwu, a strong man has finally arrived."

Ye Wushuang raised his head, and a smile appeared on his face.

Bang!

The furnace of heaven and earth opened, and the vision of the furnace of ten thousand paths appeared directly. swept out of the body.

His body moved, and the ancient sword of his flesh body was in the air.

turned into a brilliant sword light and slashed directly at this person, and as soon as the edge appeared, it would no longer disappear.

Divine power is consummated, at this moment, it is necessary to fight against the void-level physique in the late stage of Zhenwu!

"Ten Thousand Furnaces!"

Ye Wushuang swung his fist and slashed in the air.

Ten thousand furnace visions, tumbling from it.

"I can't help myself." Qinghe Purple Wind snorted coldly.

In his eyes, a purple light flashed, his hands were extreme, and the ancient methods of the Qinghe family were staggered in an instant.

Behind him, thousands of feet of purple sky light rushed into the sky, forming a canopy of heaven and space, covering thousands of miles of time and space.

Crash!

Purple light flooded, the sky swept across the sky, swept the heavens and the earth, and the brilliance of the sky was obscured, contained in it, and turned into endless killing.

Ten thousand furnaces shook, and when the sky shook, the bombarded heaven and earth burst into ripples.

Ye Wushuang stepped into the air.

He stepped on the sword city, soaring into the air, the ancient sword of the flesh was glowing, the immortal sword body was intertwined, and the sword body was not leaking, roaring, and where he was, it was like turning into a complete sword world.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Thousands of sword qi, shuttling vertically and horizontally.

"Purple Light Heavenly Sword." Qinghe Zifeng raised his eyes, his hair flew wildly, his palm opened, and he grabbed the void.

Airplanes!

The purple light was monstrous, and from the middle of the sky, in the void, a purple heavenly knife slashed down.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang was not afraid at all.

He stepped on the sword city, volleyed into the air, his physical body and sword body were bright, refining his body into a sword, slashing the sky with a sword, and the vision rushed into the sky, allowing him to enter the posture, so that all around his body were spitting out sword qi.

Click!

Ye Wushuang swung his fist, like a sword.

Hard regret went up, the terrifying sword qi, across the heavens and the earth, hit this heavenly sword, and in an instant, the purple heavenly sword shattered.

"If you only have such strength, it will disappoint me too much!"

Ye Wushuang was proud.

The sword body of the flesh surged, and his whole body was wrapped in sword light, which was very domineering.

"Huh!"

Qinghe Zifeng sneered.

He looked disdainful.

As soon as the body moved, the black light wheel continued to flicker and overlap behind itself.

"Chaos Purple Qi Ding!"

Qinghe Zifeng drank low, and on his body, the void-level physique was fully operational.

Behind him, the light wheel docked, forming a portal that went straight into the void.

Rumble!

Qinghe Zifeng's hands intertwined, and he made a supreme seal, and at the same time, driven by the void body, heavy purple light, like a tide, was involved.

From the interweaving of his great seal, it converged into a large ding with a chaotic aura flowing and a boundless purple halo, extremely huge, dozens of zhang in size, and the oppressive sky was trembling.

"The supreme ancient law of the Qinghe family."

"The Void Body moves in an all-round way, using the law as a silk thread, fishing for the power in the void, turning into a great tripod, and suppressing everything."

"Is this the Void-level physique of the late stage of True Martial Arts?"

Quite a few people exclaimed.

They felt a terrible power.

Its strength can fight against the Void Realm!

The Void Body is too terrifying, and any one of them has a unique advantage.

"Suppression!"

The purple wind of the Qinghe River roared coldly.

Rumble!

With chaotic brilliance, Dading fell with purple streamers, and suddenly smashed over.

"A sword into the void!"

Ye Wushuang is fearless.

His long hair was flying, his flesh was like an ancient sword out of its sheath, and the sword light pierced through the universe.

Pacing in the air, his body turned into a sword and slashed into the void.

Airplanes!

The sword qi rushed into the sky, blasted into the clouds, and directly collided with this big ding.

Bang!

Endless dust.

It was as if there was a big explosion here, and the entrance area of the spiritual path was causing a sensation and shaking.

"Huh?" Qinghe Zifeng was moved.

Ye Wushuang's sword slashed into the void, and unexpectedly blocked his own Dading.

"The tactics are unparalleled!"

This moment.

Ye Wushuang stepped out of the void, rushed out of the Sword City, forcibly rushed into the sky, and briefly soared into the air, his hair flew sideways, expanded, and flew wantonly.

With its long roar, the war runs.

Fight the heavens and the earth, I am the only one!

War!

In Ye Wushuang's eyes, only endless battle intent was surging.

Now.

Swordsmanship, martial arts, all forgotten.

Only the will to fight is soaring.

Outside of his body, the fifth illusion phantom, the vision of the battle sky, seemed to be about to open, forming a unique outline, ups and downs.

Rumble!

Ye Wushuang rushed horizontally, swinging his fists, making shots, with every blow, the sword body was shining, fighting chaotically, but it was like endless sword light, vertical and horizontal.

He is a sword in the flesh, and he fights to the extreme, and his body becomes a divine soldier.

Fearless of anything.

Rumble!

Dading exploded.

Ye Wushuang's gaze had no other brilliance, and his fighting spirit was surging.

Unexpectedly broke through the field of the True Martial Realm, he came sideways, and between the steps, there was a kind of power of Zhantian, which was exploding.

Burst!

Qinghe Zifeng's expression turned slightly pale.

He vomited blood.

Shocked by an invisible aura, the internal organs were trembling, as if they were about to burst.

"He's using me to refine his supreme ancient method?"

Qinghe Zifeng's heart shook.

But.

Now that I have reacted, it is too late.

Bang!

Ye Wushuang walked up, and the outline of the vision of fighting heaven and earth was self-respecting, wrapped him, and blasted out with a punch, like a giant sword in the air, bursting everything, directly from Qinghe Zifeng's chest, piercing through.

Void Body, in the late stage of True Martial Arts, what can it be?

Break it with one punch!

The war is running, at this moment, Ye Wushuang is like a god of war, born in self-war, died in self-war, only the heart of the war is eternal!

"Purple Wind!"

In the Qinghe family, countless people changed color and roared.

The rest of the forces were also shocked.

Qinghe Purple Wind, the land of ruins, the top ten people of the same generation, died like this?

And this time.

In the outline of the fifth vision, Ye Wushuang lowered his eyes, and his surging gaze swept over many forces.

"Is anyone else coming? He alone is not enough to kill me, and it seems that he can't let me completely condense the vision of the battle technique! ”