After the ascent failed

Chapter 508 Pushing all the talents!

Shaking the Sky Finger, Four Elephants Flying to the Sky, and Saofeng Sword Formation are all extremely powerful magical secret arts in the three ancient cities. A single item can instantly kill the same level. will feel pressure.

But the transformation happened in the blink of an eye.

The figure shrouded in brilliance suddenly stepped forward, seeing that he had no spells, he directly raised his hand and punched it through the air.

"boom!"

There was a deafening roar, and the Sky-Shaking Finger that fell from the sky stagnated in mid-air, and then shattered inch by inch with an astonishing gesture, from which Yan Liuyun appeared.

His face was full of astonishment, as if he was in a false illusion.

"You actually broke my Sky Shaking Finger?" Yan Liuyun was shocked.

"Your supernatural powers are too low-level. With this little strength, why do you have the confidence to challenge me?" Ye Chunyang showed a touch of disdain, and went further.

The Heaven-Shaking Finger, which was unrivaled before, was completely annihilated in shattered light, and the aftermath of the ferocious punch filled the air like a tide. Yan Liuyun's face immediately turned pale, and he took three steps back to stabilize his figure.

Yan Liuyun was terrified, at this moment he actually felt the pain of displacing internal organs in his body, and his qi and blood were surging.

Ye Chunyang's punch directly consumed most of his vitality.

However, since Yan Liuyun is the Holy Son of Liuyue City, he is naturally not one to wait for nothing, so he immediately poured out a side of the pill and swallowed it, then made another spell to urge the curse, and tapped it out with a snap of his fingers.

"Do you think you will have a chance to use the Sky Shaking Finger?"

In the sky full of brilliance, a sneer full of sarcasm came out, and Ye Chunyang appeared through the sky, standing in midair like a god.

"So fast!"

Yan Liuyun was really a little shocked at this moment, the opponent approached again in just two breaths, what kind of cultivation level has he reached!
He hastily cast a spell to block, and a bright white light curtain appeared in front of him, protecting his whole body, like stars and moonlight, mysterious and unpredictable.

The next moment, Yan Liuyun's eyes were wide open, with a look of great fear gushing out.

Ye Chunyang turned his fist into a palm, and took the shot in the air.

"Click" sound!
Yan Liuyun hadn't had time to pinch tactics to defend, the magic power around him suddenly rolled back, and the light curtain was all retracted into his body.

All around suddenly calm.

And the moment Ye Chunyang's palm was photographed, Yan Liuyun's feet smashed into the ground, and then all the way down, the whole person was photographed into the dojo, and there was no sound in a blink of an eye.

The young monks opened their eyes wide open.

Another Holy Son was crushed!

The fate is the same as that of Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian!
"Yan Liuyun!"

"How can he be so fierce that he can even defeat Liuyue City's Sky Shaking Finger?"

Wei Shishi and Su Zimo's expressions changed drastically.

If it was said that Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian were defeated in one blow because they underestimated the enemy before, they were already prepared, and Yan Liuyun even used the supernatural power shaking the sky finger at the bottom of the box.

This can't suppress this cultivator surnamed Ye, isn't this person too powerful?
The two looked at each other, and both saw the fear in their eyes.

They realized that they had still underestimated each other, but now that their supernatural powers had come out, there was no reason to withdraw them. Immediately, their mana was frenzied, and the power of the Four Elephants Flying to the Sky Art and the Sao Feng Sword Formation surged.

"Ye, if you can accept this note, the two of us are willing to leave, and we will never appear in front of you again!" Wei Shixi shouted sharply. .

The sound of "rumbling" resounded endlessly, the dojo was torn apart, and countless dust, smoke and rubble flew out, with the power to destroy one side of the world.

Wei Shishi once used this supernatural power to challenge a master of Jindan Realm in the family, and in the end the two fought to a tie. Wei Shishi was also ranked among the top three holy sons of the seven ancient cities because of this battle. He had to retreat three feet.

But when the phantoms of the four holy beasts rushed towards them, Wei Shishi was startled.

Ye Chunyang waved his palm lightly and calmly.

A huge palm print suddenly appeared in the void, a golden rainbow, like the majesty of a god, dazzling in brilliance.

"Boom!"

The green dragon phantom that rushed to it first was slapped on the head with the big hand, and it disappeared instantly. Then the big hand turned again, and under Wei Shishi's unbelievable gaze, the three holy beast phantoms, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, were also pressed on the head. Rubbing on the ground.

But in an instant, the Four Elephants Flying to the Sky Art was shattered by Ye Chunyang's slap.

"what?"

There was great horror in Wei Shishi's eyes, and he hurriedly pulled back.

"You go too."

Ye Chunyang didn't even look at Wei Shishi, and waved his palm casually.

"boom!"

The palm prints sank vigorously, like an overwhelming impact on Wei Shishi's chest. His body arched into a prawn, and a large cloud of blood spit out from his mouth, and then a fourth human-shaped crater appeared on the ground, and Yan Liuyun three Like a human being, Wei Shishi was also slapped into the ground with a slap.

"you!"

Su Zimo's body trembled wildly.

The Seven Great Sons, except for Han Xiaoxiao and the one from Tianshuang City who was not present, were all taken away by Ye Chunyang, and he was the only one left!
"Could he be a monk at the Golden Core Realm?" Su Zimo was a little scared.

Four consecutive holy sons of the ancient city have been suppressed casually. Is this something a cultivator in the spiritual transformation realm can do?

However, what shocked Su Zimo even more was that until now he still hadn't been able to see Ye Chunyang's true cultivation level, which made him very uncertain.

"Hmph! Even if you can defeat Yan Liuyun's Sky Shaking Finger and Wei Shishi's Four Elephants Flying to the Sky, you may not be able to defeat my Xiaofeng Sword Formation."

"Ye, today I want your life!"

Su Zimo's face became crazy.

Although Ye Chunyang's true state has not been found out, as long as the other party does not have the aura of Jindan state cultivation, he will not be afraid at all.

On the contrary, the other holy sons were defeated. If he can win in the end, his reputation will be greatly shaken in the future, and he will overwhelm that talented person in Tianshuang City.

Immediately, the brilliance of Su Zimo's body increased sharply, and his fingers connected in the air.

A pleasant sound came.

There were originally dozens of sword qi around Su Zimo's body, but in an instant there were hundreds of sword qi, covering the entire dojo.

But as the sword formation surged, his face turned pale slightly, and his aura rose and fell violently, as if his vitality had been seriously injured.

"Hundreds of Xiaofeng swords! I am afraid that only the Jindan masters in Shanhai City can use this? Su Zimo can have this strength when he reaches the Spirit Transformation Realm. He is worthy of being the second existence among the Seven Great Sons."

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

Su Zimo is different from other saints in the ancient city.

Among the seven great saints, Su Zimo's supernatural power is higher than Yan Liuyun and Wei Shishi. It can be said that as long as the Tianjiao in Tianshuang City does not appear, he is worthy of the name. The untold secret of the Howling Wind Sword Formation, the higher the cultivation base, the more sword energy condensed, and the power will also be multiplied accordingly.

It is rumored that Su Zimo can condense more than 70 Xiaofeng swords at most, but now the number has increased to over a hundred at once, and his strength is not weak.

"These 190 seven Xiaofeng swords are my real means of suppressing the bottom of the box. If I can't defeat you today, I, Su Zimo, will never be able to retreat until I reach 770 seven swords!"

Su Zimo said in a deep voice.

The 770 seven swords of the Sao Feng Sword Formation are the pinnacle. Only one ancestor in Shanhai City has been able to cultivate it. Since then, no one has this supernatural power. Su Zimo is pushing himself to a dead end.

"Little sword formation is insignificant. Since you are so confident, I will show you what a sword formation is."

Ye Chunyang's sleeves flicked.

In an instant, thunder was like a tide, countless silver and white lights rushed out, and 81 perishing swords hovered like spirit snakes, fiercely flying in the air.

These 81 flying swords are not as numerous as Su Zimo's Saofeng Sword Formation, but they have a unique power to absorb sunlight. sky.

"What kind of flying sword is this, which can absorb sunlight and enhance spiritual power?"

Taoist Qing Gu and Mrs. Han both showed surprise.

At their level, they have seen a lot of treasures, but they have never heard of Ye Chunyang's flying sword, which can absorb the sun's rays and improve spiritual power.

"Just now, Yang Feng's Running Cloud Fan was defeated by this sword formation, right?" Taoist Qing Gu raised his eyebrows, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The fight between Ye Chunyang and Yang Feng was so fast before that even he didn't see it clearly, he only vaguely felt that there seemed to be some powerful magic weapon in Ye Chunyang's hand, even the Benyun Fan made by imitating the Flying Cloud Fan was defeated by it.

Now it seems that most of them are these 81 mysterious flying swords.

"Master, these 81 flying swords should be made from the heavenly thunder wood in the ancient tombs of the Northern Territory, but this thing can't absorb the sun's rays. When did the master cultivate such supernatural powers?" Bai Feng murmured in surprise. muttered.

He asked himself that he knew a lot about Ye Chunyang, but every time he met, the other party's supernatural powers were shocking, and Bai Feng doubted what he saw for a while.

"Su Zimo is finished."

Han Xiaoxiao shook her head secretly.

Ye Chunyang's 81 flying swords made her feel oppressed. If there is any treasure that can compete with it, it is probably the Tongtian Lingbao.

And at the moment when the group of swords were sacrificed, the formed sword array faintly released the power of thunder that could kill everything. Compared with Su Zimo's Saofeng Sword Array, it was really far behind.

Just as Han Xiaoxiao expected, 81 perishing swords flew across the sky, countless thunder and lightning surged down, and the Daqian sword array rushed like rain. The sword lights around Su Zimo's body were shattered one by one, and disappeared in less than three breaths.

"Shhhhh..."

Slaying all the Xiaofeng swords with one blow, 81 flying swords flew up into the air again, gathered into a towering giant sword, pierced the sky and slashed down.

"Pfft!"

Su Zimo's face was pale, and under the pressure of the giant sword, he knelt down on his knees, unable to lift his head.

He couldn't believe that the 190-[-] Xiaofeng sword was enough to fight Jindan Xiaocheng, but it couldn't even fight Ye Chunyang's sword. Su Zimo couldn't even give birth to the heart of resistance.

"boom!"

The dazzling silver sword brilliance fell, and soon dissipated calmly, and a fifth human-shaped pothole appeared on the dojo.

The second-ranked holy son of the ancient city was also photographed underground.

The entire City Lord's Mansion fell into dead silence again.

Looking at the several human-shaped potholes in the dojo, the faces of all the young talents on the coast of the South China Sea were ashen.

In just a few breaths, he pushed all the arrogances from all walks of life, and the five provocative sons who took the stage were all crushed. Looking at the younger generation in Nanhai, who else is worthy of a fight?
(End of this chapter)