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Chapter 80: Bloodthirst

In the ring, Sun Yao was almost mad with anger, Ye Xiaochuan was shameless, relying on the strength of the Thousand Swords, he didn't give himself any chance at all, and urged the Thousand Swords to attack him over and over again.

But Sun Yao is by no means an ordinary disciple who can be compared, his Taoism has reached the seventh layer of the out-of-body realm, which is one level higher than Ye Xiaochuan, in the face of Ye Xiaochuan's crazy attack, he stabilized the situation, knowing that he had to be dragged to death by Ye Xiaochuan and played to death if he was delayed, so he worked hard to break through.

After more than a dozen forced breakthroughs, he finally seized an opportunity, he mobilized the true yuan of his whole body, and shook back all the hundreds of cyan qi swords that shot out from around, facing the more than two hundred cyan qi swords that were galloping head-on, he roared angrily, and the divine sword stabbed out.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, the wind swept the clouds, and a small sword light penetrated from the blade of the Amazing Immortal Sword, and where it passed, the oncoming cyan qi sword collapsed in an instant.

After the white sword light as thin as smoke and dust instantly broke the qi sword in front of it, it shot like lightning towards Ye Xiaochuan in mid-air.

Ye Xiaochuan was taken aback, he didn't expect Sun Yao to find an opportunity to urge Qiankun to make a sword!

Cangyun's four major sword techniques, the Qiankun sword is still above the eight styles of the divine sword, and its power cannot be underestimated.

The lightning-like white sword was very fast, Ye Xiaochuan was surprised, and subconsciously waved the bladeless in his hand to block it.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the sword struck Wufeng's sword, and Ye Xiaochuan only felt an unstoppable surge of strength on top of the sword.

Facing this overwhelming force, Ye Xiaochuan snorted, his body flew out upside down, and directly hit the ring barrier like a water curtain a few feet behind him, and slowly fell down the enchantment water curtain on the ring.

Under the tumbling of qi and blood, he could no longer suppress it, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out. Immediately afterwards, there were thousands of cyan qi swords in the sky, which quickly dissipated after losing Ye Xiaochuan's urging control.

Countless disciples in the audience who watched the battle cheered loudly when they saw Sun Yao defeating Ye Xiaochuan.

Sun Yao stood on top of the ring, gasping for breath, seeing that Ye Xiaochuan was defeated by his own sword, he had already realized that Ye Xiaochuan's true cultivation was actually not high, and he could suppress himself for so long, mainly because of the strange cyan ancient sword in his hand, and the surging spiritual power of the divine sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand was really the only one he had seen in his life.

At this moment, seeing Ye Xiaochuan vomiting blood and being injured, Sun Yao didn't care that he was also tired, and galloped up with his sword, he would definitely not give Ye Xiaochuan another chance to urge the Thousand Swords Style, and wanted to end this fighting competition in this sword.

Ye Xiaochuan struggled to stand up, and when he saw the dazzling white light of the Amazing Immortal Sword in Sun Yao's hand, wrapping Sun Yao's entire arm, his face couldn't help but change slightly.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, he still underestimated Sun Yao, underestimated the strength of the seventh layer of the out-of-body realm, on the Qiankun sword, although he could also perform this move, but the power was far less powerful than what Sun Yao had just urged.

"Am I going to lose?"

Looking at the smug and a little arrogant hideousness on the corner of Sun Yao's mouth that came galloping, such a strange thought appeared in his heart.

The sudden reversal of the situation made the audience applaud thunderously, and everyone saw that Ye Xiaochuan couldn't even stand up straight after receiving Sun Yao's powerful Qiankun sword, and everyone thought that this battle should be decided after this moment.

No one saw that the mouthful of blood that Ye Xiaochuan sprayed just now, I don't know if it was a coincidence or providence, and all the blood was sprayed impartially on the bladeless ancient sword that he held in his right hand.

Suddenly, the cyan sword body was like a sponge, absorbing all the blood of its master.

At the moment when Ye Xiaochuan was about to lose, he suddenly felt the bladeless divine weapon in his hand suddenly tremble, he looked down and saw that the last trace of blood quickly merged into the sword body of the ancient sword.

The bladeless sword sword is engraved with dense lines, like some kind of text, and like some kind of thundercloud pattern that has long been lost in ancient times, these patterns seem to give people an intuitive feeling of being clumsy, very old, and a vicissitudes of life and desolation are rushing towards them.

After absorbing the master's essence blood, the original simple and clumsy sword body lines suddenly burst out with dazzling cyan light, like the sword spirit that had been sealed in the sword body for thousands of years suddenly awakened at this moment.

Ye Xiaochuan slowly raised his head, everything around him seemed to have changed, it seemed that the passing time had slowed down, and Sun Yao, who was galloping, seemed to have slowed down countless times between his trance-like eyes at this moment.

Ye Xiaochuan's body shook, and the time around him returned to normal again, and at this moment, Sun Yaoren walked with the sword, and even the person with the sword had already reached the opposite side of him less than two feet.

Almost at this distance, Sun Yao shouted: "Qiankun a sword!"

Another white sword light as thin as smoke and dust came out and stabbed at Ye Xiaochuan, who was a little dazed.

However, in front of everyone's eyes, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly lowered his head again as if he didn't see Sun Yao urging Qiankun to make a sword again, and looked at the bladeless ancient sword in his hand that was trembling more and more violently!

Everyone was stunned, even Sun Yao, who was bent on winning, couldn't help but change his face when he saw Ye Xiaochuan suddenly seem to give up resistance.

If that sword hits Ye Xiaochuan, Ye Xiaochuan will have to die!

Although Sun Yao was angry with Ye Xiaochuan, after all, he was in the same family and bloodline, and he never thought of killing him.

However, once the Qiankun sword was released, it could not be retracted, and he could only watch as the sword that compressed all his true methods shot towards Ye Xiaochuan.

Buzzing......

The ancient sword let out a low sound like a sword language, and there seemed to be a bit of unknown vicissitudes in the softness, Ye Xiaochuan's mind seemed to hear a strange but unruly man, full of vicissitudes of life.

It seems that for the first time in countless years, it has woken up from a dream and faced this chaotic but prosperous world again.

In the exclamation, in the sound of the sword, in that almost illusory sigh, when the sword light was getting closer and closer, Ye Xiaochuan moved.

The sword ray, which galloped less than three feet in front of Ye Xiaochuan, was suddenly swept by a cyan sword light from the side.

Everyone didn't see clearly how the cyan sword came from, let alone how Ye Xiaochuan made the move, but that powerful Qiankun sword was unexpectedly dissolved by Ye Xiaochuan.

In a trance, some of the elite disciples and elders who had cultivated to a higher level seemed to see Ye Xiaochuan waving the immortal sword in his hand. From the ancient sword in his hand, a fan-shaped cyan sword qi was released, and it was that cyan sword qi that swept through, breaking the move that Sun Yao urged.

Not only that, after breaking the Qiankun sword, the cyan sword qi turned into a wave of qi and continued to sweep towards the periphery.