The strength of these two people far exceeds everyone's imagination. Even elites like them are still far behind these two people. It should not be said that except for the sword master, other people are as good as these two people. There is already an earth-shaking gap between people. If they were replaced, they might not be able to block this move at all.
Everyone present was shocked and frightened. They were all warriors of the younger generation, but there was already such a big gap between them.
The void was like water, constantly fluctuating during the bombardment of the two. Both of them tried their best, with terrifying power, and the majestic true energy was boiling.
Everyone knew that this time's life and death depended on Ye Xiwen. Once Ye Xiwen was defeated, they would also be defeated, and if Ye Xiwen was fine, they would be fine too.
The two of them fought their way up into the void. The two figures, which were not very tall in the first place, caused huge vibrations in the void. They came and went, emitting terrifying miracles that almost swept the entire sea. got up.
"boom!"
The sky was shattered by the blow, and the two of them came out from the crack in the void. Fan Ming's face was unusually ferocious. As one of the most favored sons of the Xuanyuan Palace, when had he ever been treated like this? Ye Xiwen's face There was a look of disdain on his face, which was even more difficult for him to accept.
"Kill!" The spear in Fan Ming's hand swept across, and the endless gun energy rushed into the sky, covering the sky. Countless gun qi cruised around him, and every gun qi passed by could split the sky. Black cracks appeared one after another. Each crack was opening and closing in an unusually terrifying way, and they all headed towards Ye Xiwen.
"Today you ruined my good deeds and killed so many of my junior brothers. You are truly an unforgivable sin. You should die!" Fan Ming was roaring.
Ye Xiwen looked at the overwhelming gunfire, and his expression didn't change at all. He looked like an ancient god with golden light all over his body. On the contrary, there was a bit of excitement on his face.
"I have killed many geniuses, but I have never killed a top genius in the Central Region!" Ye Xiwen laughed loudly, and stepped on the golden divine wave to attack.
The fight between the two could be said to be extremely skilled. The aftermath of the fight was truly astonishing. This was the power at the pinnacle of the legendary realm. Both of them touched a trace of the power of the holy realm.
Ye Xiwen was like a god, with divine waves boiling under his feet. He took one step out, causing the void to shake, as if the earth was shaking. The space was crushed by Ye Xiwen step by step. The long sword in Ye Xiwen's hand splashed out with unimaginable force. Amazing sword energy.
This terrifying momentum makes people almost think that the sword god is reborn. Just a single sword slash, a heavy feeling as if the earth was stirred up by Ye Xiwen in an instant, and then suppressed directly.
One force can defeat ten levels. There are not too many moves. The heavy earth is just crushing it. Nothing can stop it. This is the second form of the "Burial Sword Technique", the Earth Burial Sword.
Because the time was too short, even though Ye Xiwen was not stingy about burning the elixir, he still only let the "Burial Sword Jue" deduce the second type of Burial Sword, and it was far from the Great Perfection. At most, it could only be regarded as an entrance into the palace. .
But even if you just break into the house, the power is already extremely terrifying.
Under the crushing force of this terrifying sword, nothing can be blocked and will only be crushed alive.
The spear skills practiced by Fan Ming were obviously extremely powerful. The spear energy actually blasted out a star-like light, and the endless void instantly collapsed, tearing an endless abyss of darkness into the distance.
"boom!"
A terrifying explosion shook the entire space nearby.
Many disciples of the Sword Tomb were horrified. Such a terrifying blow was absolutely unbearable for them. Although there might only be a gap of one or two levels between them, the gap of just one or two levels was enough to cause the heavenly generation among them. There is a huge difference.
"These two are too terrifying. Although they are both warriors of the younger generation, compared with them, we are really far behind!"
“To live in an era like this, I really don’t know whether we are lucky or sad!”
"None of us are the strongest, and we will probably become the skeletons paving the way for them to become invincible!"
However, before everyone had finished the discussion, the battle between Ye Xiwen and Fan Ming entered an even more alarming and intense stage.
Fan Ming was holding a spear, like a peerless warrior, and was charging towards Ye Xiwen. He was invincible, and his boundless momentum created an unbelievable terrifying storm.
The sword intention in Ye Xiwen's hand began to gain a bit of divinity, and the sword intention actually incorporated divinity into it. It began to boil again and slashed towards Fan Ming.
"Boom!" This blow was earth-shattering. The terrifying power of the two almost swept into two terrifying storms that collided in the air and spread out in all directions. Many masters of the half-step legendary seventh-level sword tomb were brought to life by this terrifying power. It flew out.
The terrifying power swept through Ye Xiwen's body, but there was no way to understand Ye Xiwen's "Hegemony Technique" that had just broken through to the fifth level.
Fan Ming took several steps back. The terrifying force caused him some slight internal injuries and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Xiwen recovered faster, so he rushed forward faster. In just a moment, he was already heavy again. His sword intent condensed into a long sword and swept down. The Burial Sword was easily picked up in Ye Xiwen's hand, and he was crushed in the blink of an eye. .
Fan Ming only had time to resist, but how could he block it? In just that moment, he was crushed by the terrifying force and flew out.
"Bang!" Fan Ming stopped after directly collapsing a mountain peak, but many of his bones were crushed by Ye Xiwen's sword.
Seeing that Ye Xiwen had the upper hand, the masters of the Sword Tomb were extremely excited. Only if Ye Xiwen had the upper hand could they have a chance to survive.
The mountain peak was smashed, smoke and dust rose into the sky, and rocks penetrated the clouds. Fan Ming was a little stunned. He did not expect that this shocking blow would lead to such a result.
Originally, he was full of confidence. The younger generation had no rivals at all. In his eyes, the few equally famous masters in Xuanyuan Palace were no match for him. He was invincible and would be able to embark on the road to supremacy sooner or later.
But no one expected that Ye Xiwen would have the upper hand in this attack.
He never thought that Ye Xiwen, whom he had never paid attention to, would completely suppress him.
Before, he was simply arrogant and condescending. Not even one of his fellow disciples in Xuanyuan Hall could watch the show, let alone the disciples from the Zhenwu Academy, which had been in decline for a long time in his eyes.
In fact, just as he thought, several of the most famous disciples in the Zhenwu Academy did not come, and neither the Sword Master nor Luo Yihang were only half-step legendary ninth level, and they were far from his opponents. This made him look down on Zhenwu Academy even more, but he didn't expect that he would suffer such a big loss from Ye Xiwen.
The severe pain in his body almost made him gasp for air at the slightest movement, but at this time he couldn't help but think too much. He quickly used secret techniques to recover some of his injuries, holding a spear in hand, and started again towards Ye Xiwen.
The spear was like a dragon, getting bigger and bigger in the sky, like a big dragon, pressing down on Ye Xiwen, the sound shook all directions, he did not dare to stay at this time, no one needed to say Ye Xiwen's terrifying strength.
As long as anyone with eyes could see it, how could he dare to underestimate Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen was very calm and refused to let go of Fan Ming. He finally suppressed him completely and did not allow him a chance to come back. The sword intention in his hand shot out a sword energy, which penetrated and headed towards Fan Ming. Pressed down.
"Boom!" The fight between the two sides set off layers of terrifying air waves, sweeping out in all directions and suppressing the void.
This force swept towards the two of them, and Ye Xiwen didn't care at all. His physical body was too powerful, and he rushed directly through the energy wave that shook out.
But this time, Fan Ming was already prepared and quickly retreated to avoid this terrifying energy frenzy.
Ye Xiwen chased him again. His body was much more powerful than Fan Ming's. Because of this, Ye Xiwen became even more fierce. Fan Ming had many things to pay attention to, and he kept trying to fight Ye Xiwen, but But he didn't dare to fight Ye Xiwen head-on, but Ye Xiwen was different. Ye Xiwen tried his best to fight the opponent decisively.
Ye Xiwen firmly believes that a few duels can completely destroy the opponent. Strength is determined by many aspects. Because of this, when Ye Xiwen's physical strength reaches a certain level, he will have an overwhelming advantage.
"Poison Dragon Diamond!" Fan Ming shouted angrily, and the spear instantly transformed into a poisonous dragon. Countless spiritual energy gathered towards the spear, and instantly rushed in front of Ye Xiwen, intending to bite Ye Xiwen to death.
There was a flash of light in Ye Xiwen's eyes, and he finally discovered Fan Ming's flaw. This move of Poison Dragon Diamond was obviously not practiced yet. Although it was extremely powerful, it also revealed a flaw. Although it was only a trace, for Ye Xiwen , the flaw in this point is already big enough.
The long sword in his hand stabbed out instantly, and the exploding sword light directly defeated the gun energy blasted by the Poison Dragon Diamond, and stabbed in directly.
"Pfft!" Fan Ming's sword pierced through and exploded into a shower of blood.
(To be continued)