The battle between the old master and the Holy Realm Demonic Shadow is about to decide the winner. The old master presses forward indomitably. His sword is simple, but it contains the great truth. It is like crushing the world. Every time the sword falls, the terrifying sword energy will crush everyone. A vast emptiness.
On the other hand, the Holy Realm Demonic Shadow also roared angrily, wielding a magic spear like a dragon, and faced off against the old master. The destructive power of the battle between the two Holy Realm masters was enough to suppress the void, and both of them had a tacit understanding and fought all the way. In the high altitude, even the legendary master's eyesight can only barely see a little bit.
Ye Xiwen focused his divine energy on his eyes, and it was as if he had opened his eyes. In an instant, he saw that the old leader was at the end of his strength, his hair and beard were tangled, his breathing was rapid, and he could see that he could be defeated at any time and at any time.
On the other side, the Holy Realm Demonic Shadow is getting stronger and stronger as they fight. Now even Ye Xiwen is a little worried. If the old leader is defeated, then the following will face a situation where the Holy Realm Demonic Shadow will sweep all the way.
The strength of the Holy Realm is too strong. You must know that in the ten countries in the Southeast Region, legends are enough to dominate one side and call themselves kings and ancestors, let alone the Holy Realm. Perhaps among the top forces in the Ten Kingdoms in the Southeast Region, There will be experts from the Holy Realm taking charge!
One holy realm is enough to elevate the entire sect to the forefront of the ten countries in the Southeast Region. It is enough to dominate the country of Dai Viet. It is no longer a situation where the five sects are keeping pace with each other, but the Yiyuan Sect is the dominant one.
But before that, Ye Xiwen had never heard of the existence of a Saint Realm master in the Yiyuan Sect. In the past, the only Saint Realm master known to the Yiyuan Sect was the founder of the sect.
But it’s normal to think about it. The situation of the old leader is probably just like what the Holy Realm Demonic Shadow said. He used some method to delay the consumption of life to survive until now. Otherwise, given the situation of the old leader, it is impossible to survive at all. Probably lived from more than a thousand years ago to the present.
Obviously the higher-ups meant to use the old boss as a last resort, not as a normal deterrent.
"Boom!" Ye Xiwen formed a seal with both hands, and the Mountain Shaking Seal turned around and slammed down hard. It rose up in the wind and became bigger and bigger. In an instant, it fell hard into the demon cavalry, causing heavy casualties.
The masters of the demon tribe directly ignored Ye Xiwen, not because they didn't want to kill Ye Xiwen, but when they saw Ye Xiwen fighting two masters with legendary combat power, and actually killed them all in one fell swoop, this terrifying combat power suppressed most of them. Some of the demon masters didn't know that Lu Hongwei and the others were suppressed by Ye Xiwen using the Tianyuan Mirror, so that Ye Xiwen could fight against two.
They didn't know the joints inside, they just felt that Ye Xiwen was so powerful that no one else dared to approach him.
However, Ye Xiwen's attention was still focused on the old leader and the holy figure.
"Old guy, today is the day you die!" The Holy Realm Demonic Shadow laughed wildly, and the spear in his hand exploded with ten thousand strong forces, like poisonous snakes, it moved towards it instantly, and every poisonous snake was covered with venom and corroded. It destroyed the space, suppressed the world, and was extremely terrifying.
The old master's expression remained unchanged, he just kept coughing and blood spattered out, but the long sword in his hand was not slow at all. Let him fill the sky with spear shadows, I can defeat all methods with just one sword, this is what all sword cultivators uphold in their hearts. Obsession, one sword breaks all laws!
"boom!"
The old master's sword shadow seemed ordinary. It was just a sword strike, but it burst out with a light that was difficult to look directly at. It seemed to sweep across everything, instantly defeating those gun shadows. The gun shadows that filled the sky were instantly destroyed by that one. The ordinary sword shadow was instantly cut through.
There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the holy demon shadow. There was no time to surprise him at this time. Only between the lightning and flint, the old master's sword had already struck.
"when!"
The Guiyi Sword Technique exploded with terrifying power in the hands of the old master, and instantly swayed on the magic spear in the hands of the Holy Realm Demonic Shadow.
The terrifying power passed through the gun body and instantly caused his palm to burst open, and he almost lost his grip on the spear.
But the long sword was faster, and almost instantly, a sword light passed between his neck.
"How could this happen!" The Holy Realm Demon Shadow said in disbelief.
"Boom!" The tall body of the Holy Realm Demonic Shadow suddenly collapsed, and its head was separated. The old leader held the Holy Realm Demonic Shadow's head and walked down from the sky step by step, but Ye Xiwen could see the old leader's face. He instantly became older and shriveled, his skin became dry and split, like the bark of an old tree, his figure became more desolate, and his hands and feet even trembled slightly.
Many Yiyuan Sect disciples below are crying. The old leader has reached the end of his life. Everyone can see that they are all crying.
"Comprehensive counterattack!" A roar came from the depths of Yiyuan Sect, and dozens of figures jumped out from Yiyuan Sect. The leader was none other than the head of Yiyuan Sect, Wu Potian. At this time, Wu Potian's body His whole body was covered in blood, and behind him were either the deputy leader or the Supreme Elder, all legendary masters. But at this time, each of these dozens of people had injuries to one degree or another, and one of his arms was seriously damaged. Falling, blood flowing freely.
It was obvious that they had experienced a fierce battle. At this time, the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect did not bother to investigate why these supreme elders were not present at the most critical moment. Now that the opponent's holy masters had been killed, the entire demon alliance was in an uproar. They never thought that the holy demons would be killed. They were killed by the old man who seemed to be weak, and their morale suddenly dropped sharply.
Especially the coalition forces, which were not very united to begin with, became even more chaotic at this time. I don’t know where to start. The entire coalition of hundreds of thousands began to retreat and fled all the way back into the space cracks.
The disciples of Yiyuan Sect were instantly morale boosted and began to fight back.
"Master!" When Wu Potian saw the old master like this, he immediately knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. He still remembered that when he was still young, it was under the guidance of the old master that he could make rapid progress and become the Yiyuan Sect. The leader, now that he sees the old leader like this, it is hard to suppress his mood.
The eyes of many of the Supreme Elders in the back were also red. Since the old leader lived more than a thousand years ago to now, these Supreme Elders are all majestic in front of others, but when they were still disciples, none of them were. They have received guidance from the old master, and only they know the existence of the old master.
In their hearts, the old master's prestige is even higher than that of the founder of the sect.
"You idiot!" The old master put the head of the Saint Realm master aside and landed on a mountain peak. Naturally, someone specially put away the body of the Holy Realm Demon Shadow. These are priceless treasures and can be trained into terrifying magic weapons. .
The old master sighed and said: "In this world, birth, old age, illness and death are common occurrences. Although we warriors claim to compete with the sky, who has done it since ancient times? Besides, I should have died more than a thousand years ago, and now Living for more than a thousand years is already a huge advantage!"
"Master, you can't die, the Yiyuan Sect can't live without you!" Wu Potian cried. A grown man cried like this, but no one had the intention to make fun of him, because the others were not much better. , many Yiyuan Sect disciples burst into tears.
The old leader just shook his head and said: "Each generation of the Yiyuan Sect has become stronger than the previous generation. I have nothing to be dissatisfied with. I am worthy of the ancestors of all generations and it is time to end!"
The aura of the old leader is getting weaker and weaker.
Scenes from the past seemed to appear in front of his eyes. He was just an ordinary true disciple, but because of the unexpected death of a large number of masters in the Yiyuan Sect, he was pushed to the forefront.
The peaceful life was also disrupted.
In that turbulent era, with conquests in the east and west, and life-and-death battles, he reestablished the status of the Yiyuan Sect and put the Yiyuan Sect on the right track. He lost too much.
Close relatives, brothers, masters, lovers, all the once vivid faces flashed before my eyes.
Leaving silently, the old master's thin body instantly turned into smoke and disappeared into the void.
The old leader has passed away!
Everyone did not continue to cry and feel sad. Wu Potian stood up, gritted his steel teeth, and roared: "Kill, these devil bastards must pay the price!"
Ye Xiwen also calmed down his heavy heart. It was the old boss's choice to sit down. Although Ye Xiwen and the old boss had nothing to do with each other, Ye Xiwen couldn't help but respect him.
Ye Xiwen, Xiaolang Ye Shu and others flew directly back to Qianyu Peak. At this time, Qianyu Peak was still as quiet as usual, like a fairyland on earth. At this time, there was a chilling atmosphere everywhere, and various offensive magic circles and All the mechanisms are turned on, like a war machine.
With Ye Xiwen personally back to take charge, it goes without saying that the power of Qian Feather Peak was at full power. It was like a domineering tank, crushing it all the way. Divine light swept out, and the demons swept by Qian Feather Peak In an instant, he was swept into smoke. A legendary demon tried to stop him, but Ye Xiwen didn't care and bumped into him. The legendary demon was crushed into pieces.
"Kill, go straight to the demon clan's lair!" Ye Xiwen sat on the main seat and roared.
(To be continued)