Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 605 Contest of Kendo?

Those with strong mental power are good at this aspect, and they can often crush all cultivators with the strength of one person.

This is the case with Wang Tuo's sonic-like spiritual attack. A few times, several Shadow Clan disciples saw that their seven orifices had been soaked into blood, and they were about to die from brain violence.

Ye Xuan's eyes closed suddenly, and when he opened them again, jet-black sword shadows flew out from his brows and shot at Wang Tuo.

"Not good!!" Wang Tuo suddenly felt an aura of destruction, and his soul trembled.

As the king of spiritual power, he could tell at a glance that Ye Xuan's mental power attack was absolutely terrifying, and he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to block it.

The Soul Requiem Bell no longer released sound waves, but instead sprinkled golden light all of a sudden, covering his body.

A series of Heavenly Nightmare phantom swords hit the golden light, and the entire golden light trembled violently.

"Pfft!" Wang Tuo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, inexplicably horrified.

But at this moment, the Nightmare Illusory Sword was still flying out of Ye Xuan's brow, and there were nearly a hundred swords all attacking Wang Tuo.

At this time, Wang Tuo had barely resisted the small spiritual swords. He could imagine that if all these small swords were hit on his body, he would definitely die.

boom! boom! boom!
When seventy Nightmare phantom swords struck, the light curtain of Jinzhong shattered.

The remaining thirty attacks attacked Wang Tuo at once.

"My life is over!!" Wang Tuo was terrified and desperate.

He really didn't expect Ye Xuan's spiritual power to be so strong, and he could unleash so many small spiritual swords in succession.

Moreover, it is obvious that this Ye Xuan not only has the ability to leapfrog combat in martial arts, but also has a terrifying leapfrog fighting ability in terms of spiritual cultivation!

Originally, I saw Wang Tuo displaying his supernatural power before, but he broke the defense in the blink of an eye, and many warriors also exclaimed.

However, just when Wang Tuo thought that he was bound to die, the thirty small swords suddenly stopped in front of him.

Wang Tuo was covered in cold sweat, looking pale at the group of small swords floating in front of him, not daring to move at all.

"You lost." Ye Xuan's voice came from the opposite side.

Wang Tuo didn't dare to breathe, and said, "I'm defeated!"

As Ye Xuan waved his hand, those little black sword shadows flew back and submerged into his eyebrows again.

Wang Tuo smiled wryly, then cupped his hands and bowed, "Mr. Ye can cultivate such powerful spiritual power skills at such an age. Wang admires him. Today's siege of the Sun Moon Palace has nothing to do with Wang!"

After Wang Tuo finished speaking, he flew away and took his two apprentices with him.

Everyone looked at each other, but Wang Tuo left without saying a word.

Only some people who are familiar with Wang Tuo know that Wang Tuo has always regarded himself as the way of spiritual power, but was defeated by Ye Xuan in public, so what kind of face does he have to stay here.

Defeating Wang Tuo, Ye Xuan didn't have much emotion. If he really said that he was far inferior to Wang Tuo in terms of spiritual cultivation, the reason why he was able to defeat the opponent was because he only mastered one kind of killing weapon. Nightmare Sword!

As the saying goes, one force can reduce ten sessions, he doesn't know much about spiritual power cultivation, he only knows how to kill people.

But Wang Tuo is different, he knows too much, whether it is cultivation experience, illusion or spiritual formation.

Wang Tuo already belongs to the master level in spiritual papermaking, but Ye Xuan is at best a small success.

Therefore, Ye Xuan did not underestimate Wang Tuo, the king of spiritual power.

He didn't feel complacent at all, he just said calmly, "Who else wants to compete."

Ye Xuan knows the situation himself, but others don't.

Seeing Ye Xuan defeating Wang Tuo, many fighters couldn't help but gasp.

"He is actually a master of both martial arts and martial arts, so strong!"

"Hey, how old is he this year? Did he start cultivating from the womb? You must know that the concentration of spiritual power is slower than martial arts true energy."

"It seems that his martial soul should be more spiritual!"

Some young martial artists exclaimed, "His martial spirit should be at least heaven-level, otherwise how could he have cultivated to such a level at such an age."

Some old men, warriors with venomous eyes, snorted softly, "You see, when he was fighting with others, he didn't panic at all. He was extremely calm from the beginning to the end. It is obvious that he has experienced countless life and death battles before he has the character of today." , talent is important, but it doesn't far exceed the efforts of others..."

Some old men teach their disciples that talent is important, but it is only innate, and it is useless without the dedication of the day after tomorrow.

Many disciples who were a little disdainful before suddenly trembled in their hearts. After listening to the words of the elders, they realized that although this man named Ye Xuan was about the same age as them, he was still extremely strong under the pressure of countless warriors from all directions. Calm, even in battle is terrifyingly calm.

Many young martial artists couldn't help but think differently, what would happen if they changed themselves to Ye Xuan's position, faced with warriors from all directions, and faced such a dangerous situation.

It was concluded that they were likely tense, trembling, fearful, or even kneeling!
"What on earth has he experienced to be so calm and steady?" Many young martial artists couldn't help sighing in their hearts.

They don't know how many life and death crises Ye Xuan has experienced.

Zhao Jing was so shocked that she couldn't be more shocked, she murmured, "Shenwu dual cultivation? Strong! Too strong!"

Zhao Jing thought that she had ridiculed Ye Xuan not long ago, but she didn't expect that she was the frog at the bottom of the well.

Many saint sons and saintesses have extremely ugly faces. I believe that after this battle, the word Ye Xuan will become a well-known name in the entire Northern Territory.

How could their pretentious saint sons and saintesses accept it? It would be fine if they were from the older generation, but Ye Xuan was from their generation.

"I was lucky to win the previous battle, but I don't know what to do next, who wants to give advice?" Seeing the discussion among the crowd, Ye Xuan spoke again.

Many people looked at each other.

Originally some of the unconvinced young and vigorous disciples who felt that they had great fighting strength wanted to stand up, but seeing Ye Xuan and Wang Tuo's mental strength battle, all of them suddenly lost their voices and dared not go on stage.

And some older fighters weighed their combat strength against Ye Xuan. If they win, they can say, but if they lose, they will become a laughing stock. I am a majestic senior master, but I was cut off by a kid who has no hair yet ?How can he get a foothold in the circle of martial arts twin friends if he doesn't go out in the future.How to educate your apprentices.

In fact, among these tens of thousands of people, there are really many powerful people, but they have their own identities and have not made a move before.

And those female cultivators who died tragically in Sun Moon Palace were all shot by Youhun Palace and Mo Luozong.

At this moment, a man in a golden robe flew onto the battle stage.

It was that Yunjian who hadn't been born for more than ten years, Jin Lieyang.

He looked at Ye Xuan with a smile, and said, "I see that you also have a sword intent, so how about our sword fight?"

Jin Lieyang's meaning is obvious, this time he wants to compete with Ye Xuan in the art of swordsmanship.

(End of this chapter)