Ten miles east of Hangu Pass, there is a circular valley, called the Valley of the Absolute Soul, because there is only one entrance to the valley, it is an excellent place for the annihilation war, ten years ago the blood moon invaded, the defenders of Hangu Pass were forced into this place and the whole army was annihilated.

Yang Yan was in the Valley of Desperate Souls at this moment, stepping on the ground that had become blood-red due to countless bloodstains, and staring indifferently at Yue Wuchen, who was ten zhang away from each other, with a fierce gaze.

The two armies confronted each other twenty miles away from the Valley of the Desperate Soul, and the guards of both sides were fighting nearby, and even the Falcon and Tart Bulba, who were inseparable at all times, went to fight at a high altitude, this was a battle space that only belonged to the two of them, and no one interfered.

For this long-awaited duel, both Yang Yan and Yue Wuchen seemed very calm, but their eyes unabashedly released a strong killing intent.

There is no need to hide it at all!

Because the reason why they are standing here is to leave the other party completely, and there is no point in covering it up.

"Draw your sword! Although this prince's cultivation is much higher than yours, he will never show mercy to his subordinates. "Yue Wuchen's momentum belonging to the Spirit Yuan Realm was vented, and a violent storm was instantly set off around him, flying sand and stones, as if a storm was about to come.

Yang Yan didn't say a word, a sword roared, the fire flame sword was already in his hand, and it roared, wisps of sword qi were born, winding and whistling around him, and an incomparable sharp intent suddenly erupted, and the stones that were shot out by Yue Wuchen's momentum were smashed one after another.

The place where the sword momentum and the momentum storm met collided with each other, causing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi there to become extremely violent, and if an ordinary Qi Refining Realm martial artist was in it, he would be crushed into powder in an instant.

"There are two hits, but it's not enough, you better use your real skills, otherwise you must be the one who dies. A hint of surprise flashed in Yue Wuchen's eyes, Yang Yan's sword momentum was already extremely close to the level of the Lingyuan Realm, if various means broke out, the average Lingyuan Realm powerhouse was afraid that it would not be his opponent, which made him even less despise Yang Yan.

But his words are also true, if Yang Yan's sword is nothing more than that, a decisive battle with him is tantamount to self-defeat.

Woohoo!

Before the words fell, the sword qi around Yang Yan suddenly became very violent, and they roared out one after another, and hundreds of sword qi formed a terrifying torrent, tearing apart Yue Wuchen's momentum storm layer by layer in the sound of "snort".

The storm of fierce sword qi raged, marking countless hideous sword marks on the hard ground, and blood-colored dirt splattered out one after another.

Rumble!

The torrent of sword qi tore apart the momentum storm and slammed into Yue Wuchen's body in the center of it without any fancy, and the fierce sword qi drowned his entire person.

"Wind. Yang Yan spit out a word, and a gust of wind swept through the space, and when he passed through the place where the sword qi was entangled, a blue-red sword suddenly appeared, and he slashed directly at the figure in it, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

Breeze Sword Technique!

As a low-grade martial art, Yang Yan's current cultivation has begun to show its true power, and if this sword is hit, Yue Wuchen will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"Blood Shadow Palm!" Yue Wuchen's reaction was not slow at all, as soon as Yang Yan's figure disappeared, he immediately sensed it when the Qingfeng Sword Technique fell, and instantly slapped several palms, and a terrifying aura was revealed, and the blood-colored palm prints smashed on the blue-red sword light three times in succession, and the remaining two palm prints slammed into Yang Yan, who followed.

The wind blew, and the blood-colored palm prints blasted into the distance, and Yang Yan's figure had already appeared in place, as if it had never moved.

"Lingyuan Realm is really not easy to deal with. Yang Yan stared at Yue Wuchen, who was unscathed under the ravages of dozens of sword qi, and said secretly in his heart.

It's just a sword momentum, and it can't even shake Yue Wuchen's body protection spirit element, let alone hurt its deity.

However, if this can hurt Yue Wuchen, then the water content of his Lingyuan Realm is too great, the Lingyuan Realm powerhouse that killed the Ghost Fire Sect with one sword relied on surprise, and used the Seven Kills Sword Technique, Yan Lei, who faced the Demon Sect, was even more determined to kill and the will of the Sword Dao, and the Seven Kills Sword Technique came out to the fifth sword before defeating it, Yue Wuchen was at least the same level of strength compared to Yan Lei, and even stronger, naturally it would not be so unbearable.

During this period of time, his strength has increased a lot, but due to the limitations of cultivation, he must rely on many means to fight with the powerhouses of the Spirit Yuan Realm.

"Sword Dao will, out!" A sharp light flashed in Yang Yan's eyes, and an incomparable Ling Tian sword intent rushed into the sky, as if he was about to poke a hole in the sky.

One after another terrifying sword qi was condensed, and the incomparably dazzling sword edge bloomed in the space, at that moment, it seemed that countless sharp swords were born out of thin air, covering the entire space, Yue Wuchen was in it, and the body protection spirit element exuded a faint light, and it was involuntarily strengthened the defense.

Even so, Yue Wuchen still felt a tingling pain all over his body, as if countless sharp blades pierced his flesh and skin, wanting to split his body.

"What a sharp sword intent, is this the will of the sword?" Yue Wuchen's eyes showed a hint of jealousy, even if a top genius wanted to comprehend the will of martial arts in the Lingyuan Realm, it was extremely difficult, and it was even more difficult to comprehend at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, not to mention that Yang Yancai was refining the Qi Realm Sevenfold, such a number of people were rare all over the Dry Domain, and almost all of them were top figures that many top geniuses in previous generations could only look up to, in the face of such dazzling achievements, Yue Wuchen felt that he was so mediocre.

If Yang Yan is a few years older and cultivates on the same level as him, I'm afraid he won't even have the qualifications to fight him, right?

But if there is no if, Yang Yan will die today, and the gods and Buddhas can only watch a generation of demons die early in their lives!

The jealousy in Yue Wuchen's eyes quickly turned into a strong killing intent, a monstrous momentum swept out, the spirit yuan all over his body exploded, and a kind of pressure came out of it, pressing on Yang Yan's body, making him feel slightly heavy.

This is the natural suppression of cultivation under the huge gap between the Spirit Yuan Realm and the Qi Refining Realm, and Yue Wuchen can't wait to strangle this genius who has not yet grown up in the cradle.

This was also his only chance, and in the future, the gap between him and Yang Yan would only get smaller and smaller until it disappeared, and finally left him far behind.

"Blood Shadow Step!" "Blood Shadow Step!" The blood shadow is in the sky, and the moon is like falling from the sky, and it is coming in an instant, and the blood-colored palm prints in the sky are under the hood of Yang Yandang, covering the sky and killing the earth.

"Blood Shadow Palm!"

"Wind. Feeling the approach of the blood, the strong crisis brought by the overwhelming palm print, the yang flame moved with the wind, disappeared in an instant, and did not touch it at all.

At the level of the Spirit Yuan Realm, the spiritual energy transforms into the spirit element, and the power of the gestures is extremely considerable, not inferior to the powerful martial arts used by the peak powerhouses of the Qi Refining Realm, and how powerful will the martial arts driven by the spirit yuan be?

It is obviously not wise to attack the strength of the other with one's own weakness.

Yue Wuchen's speed of casting the Blood Shadow Step was also extremely fast, and he was able to chase Yang Yan who was melted into the wind, and his attack was extremely ruthless, but Yang Yan was still able to dodge with the help of the wind.

The wind is everywhere, and with the power of the wind, Yang Yan can move around in the Valley of Broken Souls, and the valley was bombarded by Yue Wuchen with a hideous face, but he barely touched his body.

"Will the dignified Seven Princes of Tianyang just hide?" Yue Wuchen stopped attacking and said coldly.

"The powerhouse of the Dignified Spirit Yuan Realm, can't you even touch the corners of the clothes of the seventh-fold person of this prince's qi refining district?" Yang Yan's voice fused with the wind, resounding in all directions, making it impossible to tell where it came from.

Yue Wuchen's face was pale, and his eyes were extremely cold: "Do you really think that this prince can help you by taking advantage of the wind?"

"The moon leads the star tide!" Yue Wuchen's eyes were full of blood, and two rounds of blood moons faintly appeared in the pupils of his eyes, and in an instant, an extremely strange power rippled out, with him as the center, the air flowed slowly, forming invisible whirlpools, slowly rotating.

For some reason, Yang Yan's heart suddenly burst out, as if there was a magical force urging him to move closer to Yue Wuchen, and he also felt that even the wind was blowing towards Yue Wuchen.

For the first time, I melted into the wind, but I didn't feel that free and light, as if even the wind was restricting my freedom.

"Is it the power of the moon?" Yang Yan secretly thought, he felt a power similar to the potential, everything has potential, the warrior can borrow the momentum of the wind, naturally can also borrow the momentum of the moon, and Yue Wuchen borrows the special power of the blood moon.

He had read in a book that the Blood Moon had a special gravitational magnetic field, and anyone, anything, or thing would be attracted to it and unable to extricate itself, which was an extremely strange and powerful force that was difficult to control, and he had never been in contact with it before, nor had he heard of anyone who could borrow the power of the Blood Moon.

Unexpectedly, Yue Wuchen actually comprehended the power of the Blood Moon, and he had never found it in several contacts with him before, and it was very deeply hidden.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the Blood Moon Dynasty has always thought that it is because of the royal family's surname and bloodthirsty killing, perhaps because the people of the Blood Moon royal family have a natural affinity for the blood moon.

Although Yue Wuchen's talent is very high, it is still far from the top geniuses such as Jiang Ning, and it is not a coincidence that such a rare Blood Moon Trend appears on him, and it happens that he is the Thirteenth Prince of the Blood Moon.

However, even if the people of the Blood Moon Royal Family have a strong affinity for the Blood Moon, they can't change the status quo that is difficult to control, Yue Wuchen even needs to rely on the assistance of exercises to urge the Blood Moon Momentum, and it is only the level of "potential", if it reaches the level of martial arts will, Yang Yan is afraid that he will already be attracted to Yue Wuchen in an instant.

Now, although Yang Yan was also moving uncontrollably towards Yue Wuchen, if he wanted to break free of this gravitational pull, it was not difficult for him to break free, and the will of the sword path could destroy it, but he didn't.

"Blood Shadow Palm!" Yue Wuchen was covered in blood, and the blood-colored palm print blasted towards the attracted Yang Yan angrily with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

"Soldier word trick, open!" Yang Yan's hands were sealed, the restraint of the moon and the stars disappeared in an instant, and his body also disappeared, appearing behind Yue Wuchen in an instant, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Kill!" The infinite killing machine overflowed from Yang Yan's loud shout, shaking Yue Wuchen's ears, and the will to kill exploded at the same time, and the terrifying will to kill everything shrouded the space, and the blood-colored sword suddenly fell.

Seven Kills Swordsmanship, the First Sword, Out!