Everyone was staring at the ring. Today's battle was an unprecedented one, with Master Jiuxing fighting against five Xuan generals.
This battle cannot be said to be unprecedented, but it is definitely unprecedented. There has never been such a shocking competition in historical records. The three sacred palaces, six sects and twelve second-rate forces in the Xuanwu Continent have never heard of such a horrifying event.
In everyone's eyes, Ye Xiangyang is a madman, and only someone crazy enough would start such a brainless fighting mode.
Ye Xiangyang roared: "Gravity battlefield."
In an instant, a battlefield with three times the gravity formed in the ten-foot radius around him. Ye Xiangyang stood fearlessly in the middle, his whole body was like a stegosaurus, with dense yellow-green spikes growing out, each of which was more than a foot long and as thick as an arm.
The green robe on his body was pierced to pieces by these spikes, and Ye Xiangyang had transformed into the appearance of a monster.
He took out the nine-ring soul-calming bell in his hand, and it started to jingle, with the sounds of the bells piercing into the minds of the five Xuan generals.
The five Xuan generals were certainly not easy to deal with. Kill, kill, kill. Five Xuanli sword lights, three feet apart, came towards Ye Xiangyang like thunder. These five sword lights were divided into front, back, left, right, top, middle and bottom, covering Ye Xiangyang's whole body.
I really don't believe that you can withstand the full force attack from five of us. You can't let your profound energy leave your body. What else can you do across this distance in space
Ye Xiangyang did not dodge, and threw the Southern Bear Fist five times in a row. Each punch collided with a ray of sword light, shattering the sword light with a rumbling sound.
Everyone seemed to see that Ye Xiangyang's body suddenly split into five, and with one punch, he extinguished the five sword lights.
In fact, it is not that magical. Under triple gravity, even the speed of the sword light became slower. Ye Xiangyang's speed was still as fast, so he was able to resist the attacks of the five of them.
The five men were about to attack again, when a sharp sound came like a dagger piercing towards their minds as fast as lightning.
Ye Xiangyang turned the ringing of a bell into thirty-five sound wave attacks, assigning five to each opponent, and launched wave after wave of attacks. Under the influence of the mental power of the realm of possession, it was definitely a weapon that could kill the brain.
The five people's faces sank, and they hurriedly used their mental power to resist Ye Xiangyang's sonic attack. Their mental power was at most at the Night Wandering Realm, which was one major realm lower than Ye Xiangyang's current mental power. That was a huge difference.
Fortunately, Ye Xiangyang did not attack with all his strength, but divided his force into five parts, so that they would not suffer brain damage in the mental attack.
The brain is the most vulnerable part of a person, but also the most magical part. The brain controls the mental power, and the mental power controls the profound power. If the brain is damaged, it is just empty talk to want to improve the profound power and advance to a higher realm.
Ye Xiangyang rang the Nine Soul-Calming Bell in his hand once again, and another wave of sound and mental attacks hit the minds of these people. These mental attacks were stronger and more fierce than the last. It was like waves hitting up layer by layer, steadily suppressing the five people.
Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling, the nine soul-calming bells in Ye Xiangyang's hand rang. Every time they rang, Ye Xiangyang divided them into thirty-five channels of mental power and controlled them to press forward.
The five people felt extremely miserable. They had used all their mental energy to resist the attack of sound waves and mental power. There was no possibility for them to launch any attacks.
When these people thought about the fact that they were masters of Xuan Jiang and were suppressed by Xuan Shi without any ability to fight back, they felt so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.
The faces of the disciples from the ten major sects turned pale, no one had expected such a shocking scene. Originally, the Xuan General was one major level higher than the Xuan Master, and could let the Xuan power leave the body, so he could suppress the Xuan Master unscrupulously.
Who would have thought that the five Xuan generals who were competing on his side were all struggling on the ring, resisting Ye Xiangyang's mental attack.
"Damn it, this Ye Xiangyang is really despicable. If you have the guts, why don't you just fight with real swords and guns? Why do you have to use such a despicable method?"
"Even if the five of you can unite together, why the hell are you unable to fight back at all? If that's the case, why bother fighting? Just surrender."
"Hey, in more than a thousand years, this is the closest we have come to the Twelve Sects Alliance Order, but I didn't expect that we would still fall short."
All the disciples of Danding Divine Sect had eyes shining with excitement. They never expected that Ye Xiangyang could actually suppress the five great Xuan generals. The five Xuan generals had no power to fight back at all.
Think about it, the depression when Bing Yihan suppressed them just now. At that time, everyone in the sect believed that the Twelve Sect Orders would definitely be missed by Danding Divine Sect this year, and everyone was depressed to death.
At this point, Ye Xiangyang was holding the bell and shaking it easily, completely suppressing the five Xuan generals without any chance to fight back. Ye Xiangyang stood in the ring as if he was strolling in the garden, and shook the bell gently to send the five Xuan generals away. They were all so happy that they wanted to jump up: "Great, great, Senior Brother Ye Xiangyang is so powerful, and the movement of the bell is fatal."
"A rare story throughout the ages, the Xuan Master realm suppresses the Xuan General realm with ease."
"Brother Ye Xiangyang, we admire you."
At this moment, the Purple Evil Sect's Xuan Jiang Wuxing suddenly launched an attack with a sword as fast as thunder, and the sword of Xuanli slashed towards Ye Xiangyang.
"Boy, you think I have no ability to fight back, you are wrong."
This sword was like purple thunder, extremely fast. This sword was like a river pouring down from the sky, with infinite power.
When everyone was caught off guard, he rushed towards Ye Xiangyang without hesitation.
No one could have imagined that this man could actually resist Ye Xiangyang's mental attack. His sudden attack, ruthless methods, and calm temperament were truly admirable.
Ye Xiangyang wanted to resist but was still unable to do so. Bang, the sword energy and mysterious force fiercely struck Ye Xiangyang's body.
Puff, the sword energy hit Ye Xiangyang.
The five-star Xuanjiang of the Purple Evil Sect was very proud. "Hehehe, no matter how cunning you are, you still have to drink my foot washing water. You think you are so powerful, but with this 50,000-jin force, you will die like hell."
"Ye Xiangyang, you are still young and inexperienced."
Hu Ba, Duan Mu Ao, Yun Jian Han, and all the brothers of Xiang Yang Club stood up and stared at the ring. Their hearts suddenly twitched: "Big Brother."
This shouldn't be the case. My brother has a strong mental strength and can sense every detail of his opponent, so he won't be ambushed.
Hu Ba's face was ferocious, and a shadow of a tiger face appeared, pointing at the disciple of Zisha Sect: "If anything happens to my elder brother, I will never forgive you."
The sound was like a tiger's roar, full of grief and indignation.
Hundreds of thousands of Dan Ding Shen Zong disciples stood up. Who could have thought that Ye Xiangyang, who had just suppressed the five of them, would be attacked so suddenly and violently. How is Ye Xiangyang? This is the same question in everyone's mind. Ye Xiangyang cannot fall. He is the true genius of our Dan Ding Shen Zong.
The people from the ten sects, including their elders, all had a smile on their faces. Ye Xiangyang's brilliant performance at this exchange meeting made them jealous. Now that this kid is dead, it's good that he's dead. With him dead, their sects won't feel threatened anymore.
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly: "Brother, since you like fighting, I will accompany you for a few rounds."
The bell in his hand slowly floated up under the impetus of mental power, and it continued to shake slowly one after another. Each shake formed thirty-five mental power attacks, rushing towards the five of them.
Ye Xiangyang rushed towards the disciple of Zisha Sect like an arrow.
Sky-shattering collision!
The spikes on his body rained down towards this senior brother from the Purple Evil Sect. The face of this five-star Xuan general from the Purple Evil Sect turned green. On the one hand, he had to resist the mental power and sound wave attacks that were enough to hurt his brain, and on the other hand, he had to resist these spikes like raindrops. It was really life-threatening.
He unleashed his Xuanli and charged towards these spikes. A rumbling sound was heard, and when they collided with his own Xuanli, several spikes exploded.
At this time, he was trying his best to resist the attack of Yin Bo's mental power, and also to resist Ye Xiangyang's sharp attack. All his energy was used up at once.
The speed of the Sky-Breaking Impact is so fast that it can shatter the sky in one blow.
Ye Xiangyang rushed towards him like a meteor.
Rumble, Ye Xiangyang himself was like a cannonball, directly hitting the disciple of Zisha Sect.
The force of fifty thousand pounds was like the impact of a mountain, knocking the Xuanjiang master out of the ring, and he fell outside the ring with a thud.
There was a continuous crackling sound from the body, followed by mouthfuls of blood spurting out.
Many people's hearts twitched. It was obvious that the collision had broken countless bones and shattered countless internal organs.
From the assassination to the failure, it took no more than three breaths, and the previous elation turned into the serious injury now.
hiss-
Many people took a long breath of cold air; no one expected things to take such a sudden turn.
The elder of the Purple Evil Sect's face turned pale. He came to the front of the arena and saw that his disciple had at least a dozen broken bones and ruptured internal organs. If he didn't get treatment quickly, he would definitely not survive for more than an hour.
He glared at Ye Xiangyang fiercely and quickly treated his disciple.
The sound of ding-ding-ding bells continued on the ring. Ye Xiangyang stood aside and watched with a smile, without any intention of taking action.
Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down the faces of the four Xuan generals. These waves were like the continuous waves of the sea; like thunder, extremely powerful; like daggers, the extremely sharp sound waves and mental attacks, impacting their minds without any interruption.
They knew that if it was a physical injury, such as broken bones and tendons, it would only take a few days to heal. However, once the mental strength was damaged, it would be an extremely slow process. If the brain was injured, it was still unclear whether it could recover.
Even with such desperate resistance, it was difficult for them to persist.
Sweat was pouring down their bodies, and it was obvious that they were struggling.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "Brother, how about we end this battle here?"
The four people understood that if Ye Xiangyang attacked them, they would be seriously injured like the one from the Purple Evil Sect. Therefore, they all said, "Thank you, Junior Brother, for showing mercy."
Victory! We won!
One hundred thousand people from the Danding Divine Sect stood up together and cheered loudly.