Chapter 1090

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From the side, sensing that something was wrong, Long Lingyan instantly appeared in front of Long Lingxiu.

Long Lingyan had integrated the power of two attributes.

The attribute of thunder.

The attribute of wind.

Moving at an extremely fast speed, she appeared in front of Long Lingxiu. With her hands forming fists, surging thunder qi, she bombarded towards the last character-shaped Spiritual Thunder Seal.

“Sister!”

Long Lingxiu was horrified and cursed, “Get out of the way, get out of the way!”

However, Long Lingyan’s expression was resolute as she shouted, “Run!”

Boom…

In an instant, the tenth character-shaped Spiritual Thunder Seal rushed straight towards Long Lingyan.

Her fists that had charged forward were instantly blasted into powder, and half of her body was also smashed into minced meat by the Spiritual Thunder Seal.

Bang…

Half of Long Lingyan’s body fell to the ground. Her mouth opened and closed, and one of her eyes stared fixedly at Long Lingxiu.

Long Lingxiu understood that his sister was telling him to escape!

At this moment, Qian Yong, along with several other disciples of the Longqian Sect, rushed over immediately.

“Lingxiu, take Zhenyi and leave quickly!” Qian Yong’s arms were still bleeding. Looking at Long Lingyan who gradually lost her breath on the ground, his eyes turned blood red and he said, “This kid, you’re no match for him.”

As long as the green mountains remain, there will always be firewood.

If they didn’t run now, they were surely doomed.

Ye Wushuang took a step forward, and the Tianyan Sword reappeared in his hand. His expression was cold.

“Run? Where to run?”

With a wave of his palm and a tap of his foot on the ground, his figure charged forward.

Those disciples of the Longqian Sect at the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels of the Wanfa Realm could only hold out for a few breaths before they met their end, pierced through by Ye Wushuang’s long sword.

When facing a top genius like Long Lingxiu, relying solely on the Great Void Thunder Palm Technique and the Nether Thunder Yuan Sword Technique was not enough.

But when facing these disciples of the Longqian Sect, the Nether Thunder Yuan Sword Technique was sufficient.

When facing the enemy, Ye Wushuang would never hold back.

Qian Yong roared and charged towards Ye Wushuang.

Puff!!!

The Tianyan Sword instantly pierced through Qian Yong’s chest.

Ye Wushuang waved the long sword upwards.

Qian Yong was directly cut in half from his chest.

His body went limp and fell to the ground, and blood froth gurgled out of his mouth.

When facing these self-righteous and conceited geniuses, the solution was simple: step on their corpses and keep moving forward.

The so-called pride of these天之骄子 was simply insignificant in front of Ye Wushuang.

At this moment, Qian Zhenyi’s delicate body trembled, and she looked at Ye Wushuang, who was less than three zhang away, with a deathly pale face.

This guy was a monster.

Long Lingxiu looked at the corpses all over the ground, clenched his fists tightly. Nine blood marks appeared on his body, and his face was deathly pale.

Escape?

There was no way to escape!

But it was absolutely impossible for him, Long Lingxiu, to accept his fate like this!

Crack!!!

Long Lingxiu grabbed Qian Zhenyi’s neck beside him.

“Woo woo…”

Qian Zhenyi let out a whimper in pain, “Long Lingxiu, what… are you doing?”

Long Lingxiu said indifferently, “It’s all because of you, Qian Zhenyi. Don’t you think you should do something?”

“I know that there is spiritual essence in your body. Once the spiritual essence grows, you will surely become a Guiyuan Realm or even a Dongxu Realm figure in the future.”

“Now neither you nor I can escape. I’ll borrow your spiritual essence!”

As the words fell, Long Lingxiu snapped Qian Zhenyi’s neck. Immediately after, wisps of spiritual light faintly emerged from Qian Zhenyi’s corpse and rushed into Long Lingxiu’s body.

Long Lingxiu’s face regained a ruddy glow, and the wounds on his body healed rapidly.

“What is spiritual essence?” Xie Yushan was astonished.

Qin Muyu and Li Wenqing had never heard of it either.

Xie Xinxin’s eyes widened in surprise and she slowly said, “Just as there are spiritual veins in heaven and earth, some martial artists, blessed with unique advantages, also have veins born within their bodies. Some veins are a manifestation of a martial artist’s talent, known as spiritual veins. But some veins contain powerful spiritual grace!”

“This kind of spiritual grace, hidden within a martial artist’s body, is called spiritual essence. When a martial artist reaches a certain realm one day, it will be completely released, possessing earth-shattering power.”

“But…”

Before Xie Xinxin could finish her sentence.

A terrifying power suddenly erupted from Long Lingxiu’s body.

Dong dong dong!!!

It was like the sound of heavy bells and drums.

The power surging through Long Lingxiu’s entire body was overwhelming.

At this moment, Long Lingxiu, who was originally at the seventh level of the Wanfa Realm, displayed the imposing manner of a ninth-level Wanfa Realm martial artist.

“Ye Wushuang, I will definitely kill you, kill you!”

Qian Yong and Long Lingyan had both been killed, and Long Lingxiu was completely enraged.

Looking at Long Lingxiu’s appearance, Ye Wushuang said indifferently, “Whoever the spiritual essence is born in belongs to that person. If you forcibly plunder it, you won’t be able to withstand the backlash of the spiritual essence!”

Long Lingxiu sneered, “Backlash? I’ll kill you before the backlash arrives!”

“On the road to the Yellow Spring, with you as company, I won’t be alone!”

With a shout, nine thunder flood dragons condensed on Long Lingxiu’s body again.

This time, the nine thunder flood dragons were each ten zhang long and as thick as a person’s waist.