"Father, be careful!" Lu Xuan exclaimed, and the wind and thunder changed instantly, and his speed increased sharply, rushing towards Ye Wuhen as if he was teleporting.
However, there was someone faster than him. A slender figure fell like a meteorite and kicked Sikong Qing on the shoulder. Sikong Qing was immediately kicked dozens of feet away. Tianjin also completely missed the target and hit the mountain peak, immediately knocking down a large tree.
The one with such strength and speed is naturally Ling Jin, whose body is far from comparable to that of the human race. Just as Lu Xuan wanted to say thank you, he heard Ling Jin's cold voice: "You're welcome."
Lu Xuan couldn't help but choked at the words that came to his mouth, and then Ling Jin spoke again: "These people were planted with the soul slave mark by Thor, and they can get feedback from the soul master. Their strength is definitely not comparable to before. Please pay attention." point."
After the words fell, Ling Jin quickly rushed out again and attacked another enemy. Because the enemy's strength far exceeded their expectations, the Jiuhua Alliance and others were actually surrounded by the opposite side and could not make a second attack. Open up the situation for a while.
At this moment, Sikong Qing had flown back again. Although Ling Jin's kick just now was sharp, she aimed to save people. Although the speed was fast, the strength was not that strong, and it did not cause much damage to Sikong Qing.
"Father, why don't Sikong Qing leave it to me to deal with him? I have more methods and he can't do anything to me." Lu Xuan suggested.
"You brat, you dare to look down on your father so soon?" Ye Wuhen looked sideways at Lu Xuan and said, "Just now, I just miscalculated Sikong Qing's strength. Do you really think that my father has been doing nothing all these years? Let me show you some of my tricks."
"Ye Wuhen, it seems that you have been accustomed to pampering yourself over the years, and your strength has declined very quickly. You actually have to rely on other people's hands to avoid disaster." Sikong Qing mocked.
Ye Wuhen patted Lu Xuan on the shoulder, motioned him to deal with the others, and took two steps out of thin air: "You only rely on the feedback from your soul master to dare to shout like this to me, but even if That’s the case, even if I want to kill you, it’s not difficult.”
"Hmph, that's easy to say. Let's see the real thing under our hands!" The blue light was like lightning, and the long whip in Sikong Qing's hand suddenly whipped out like thunder.
"It only takes seven swords to kill you!" Ye Wuhen raised his long sword, swung a sword energy, and broke Sikong Qing's whip. His left hand was like a sword finger, and he quickly drew across the sword body, shouting loudly. Say: "Sword out!"
There was only a whooshing sound, and seven Yuanli swords appeared out of thin air in an instant, hanging high above Ye Wuhen's head. In an instant, Ye Wuhen's sword intent surged, forming a realm of its own.
Even Lu Xuan realized his own domain early. How could Ye Wuhen not condense his own domain after reaching Taixu Realm for so many years
Feeling Ye Wuhen's power surge, Lu Xuan looked back and felt relieved. He had seen this move before. At the banquet in Anping City, Zhongzhou, Ye Wuhen had told him this move. The name is called Seven Swords Breaking All Laws.
And Ye Wuhen's field is specifically designed to serve this style, not many, only seven swords, not many, because only seven swords are needed.
"Jianyi, Tianchong!"
Ye Wuhen swung his long sword, and the first sword trembled all over, emitting a crisp sword cry, and suddenly rushed forward. Sikong Qing's face changed slightly, subconsciously telling him that Ye Wuhen's move was very difficult to deal with.
I saw his hands trembling like a phantom, and he threw out dozens of whips in an instant, trying to break Ye Wuhen's sword, but Ye Wuhen's sword was unimaginably flexible, dodging left and right, forcefully Breaking out of Sikong Qing's whip net, he struck Sikong Qing in the head with his sword.
A sword penetrated through and disappeared completely. Sikong Qing was horrified, but he was surprised to find that Ye Wuhen's sword seemed to be superficial and did not cause any damage to him. Just when he was about to taunt, Ye Wuhen Hen's second sword has already been taken.
"Sword Two, Linghui!"
Sikong Qing sneered in his heart, he wanted to see what kind of trick Ye Wuhen was pretending to do.
Sikong Qing missed the second sword again and failed to intercept it, but it still did no harm to him just like the first sword.
"Sword Three, Qi!"
"Four of Swords, Strength!"
After hitting all four swords in a row, Sikong Qing finally felt that something was wrong. He felt that the movement of his Yuan Power seemed to have slowed down, and there was a slight lag. When he took action, his power also dropped significantly. He subconsciously felt a trace of Fear, he wanted to intercept Ye Wuhen's next few sword blows, but he failed in his previous state. How could he do it in his current state
Ye Wuhen's killing move finally came, and he could only hear him open his mouth and slowly spit out four words: "Sword Five, Center!"
Sikong Qing felt numb all over, and all the muscles in his body were no longer functioning.
"Sword Six, fine!"
Sikong Qing's whole body was limp and he could no longer muster any strength.
"Sword Seven, Ying!"
This last sword was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Sikong Qing felt as if this sword was piercing the depths of his mind, his soul was completely wiped out, and his consciousness was completely blurred. Floating powerlessly in the air, like a zombie.
And just when he felt vague, in the boundless chaos, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light. He immediately moved towards the light as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. In an instant, the light burst out, completely Illuminating this chaos, the souls are reunited!
"Huh?" Ye Wuhen looked at Sikong Qing in great surprise. He saw that Sikong Qing, who was like a walking corpse, suddenly recovered and regained control of his body.
He didn't understand why he could recover after he had just killed Sikong Qing's seven souls.
Looking at Ye Wuhen in front of him, Sikong Qing couldn't help but feel scared. He was almost doomed just now. He clearly understood that the feeling he had just now was a sign that he was about to lose his soul!
He didn't know where Ye Wuhen learned such a sharp swordsmanship, but he no longer had the courage to yell at Ye Wuhen again. The bright light he felt just now was Sol Zhong in his mind. His soul power seed, it was with this seed that he had the opportunity to gather his soul again, but now he is no longer as strong as before.
Without leaving a word, Sikong Qing turned around and ran away, exerting his full strength. He never knew that he could run so fast when he ran away.
Because of that trace of hesitation and doubt, Ye Wuhen could not catch up. In addition, chasing Sikong Qing was not the first priority. After breaking the obstruction of this group of people, dealing with Sol was what they really wanted to do. .