Chapter 1282
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“Praising one’s opponent, so that if you win, you seem very formidable, and if you lose, it’s not so humiliating?”
Ye Wushuang said lightly, “In my eyes, Qi Wen Yue is nothing, Xu Cangyan is nothing, Qi Wentian is nothing, and neither are you……”
Hearing this, Yun Xuri’s gaze turned cold and fierce.
With a wave of his hand, a spear appeared.
The spear was nearly ten feet long, entirely pitch black, with what seemed like the bodies of spiritual dragons flowing on its surface.
“The Yuanjiao Spear, a heavenly king-level spiritual weapon. More than a hundred warriors have died by this spear. Ye Wushuang, you will be the next ghost to die by it.”
“Fool!”
Ye Wushuang didn’t bother with empty talk.
He charged directly.
As he attacked, the Tianyan Sword appeared in his hand.
With a thrust of the sword, the Seven Stars Primal Chaos Sword Technique erupted.
The Tianshu Tanlang Style!
The sword, like a wolf, howled and roared, carrying a torrent of Guiyuan energy transformed into sword energy, scraping the mountain body and leaving sword marks.
Ye Wushuang, the sword, and the sword energy, like a ravenous wolf, lunged straight at Yun Xuri.
“Humph!”
Yun Xuri snorted coldly and thrust the spear forward.
The spear, like a dragon, burst out.
A powerful energy shattered the rocks on one side of the mountain and charged at Ye Wushuang.
Boom……
In an instant, the two collided.
A series of intense explosions rang out.
At the mountain waist, a pit more than ten zhang deep appeared, with rocks rolling down the mountain path.
This collision naturally startled the people fighting below.
Ye Wushuang.
A newly risen demon talent.
Yun Xuri, a world-renowned genius of the Yun family, one of the top three on the Wanfa List.
Today, it would be clear who was stronger between these two.
For Lin Qingfeng, Xuan Honglang, and the others, this was not only a matter of life and death but also made them feel……that this was the beginning of the rise of a legend……
And they seemed to be witnessing this legend.
Terrifying explosions kept echoing.
Ye Wushuang performed the Seven Stars Primal Chaos Sword Technique, combined with the small accomplishment of the sword momentum, and with each sword strike, he could easily kill those at the fourth or fifth level of the Guiyuan Realm.
Yun Xuri’s spear technique was equally terrifying.
Could someone who ranked in the top three of the Wanfa List be undeserving of their reputation?
One with a sword,
One with a spear, in just a few dozen breaths, the two had already exchanged more than ten moves.
As the battle continued, Yun Xuri’s heart grew more and more astonished.
Ye Wushuang……
If he were at the same level as him, with just this sword technique and the explosion of sword momentum, even with his Yuanjiao Spear, he might not be an opponent.
This boy’s sword technique……
Every move, every gesture, seemed as if he had immersed himself in it for hundreds of years, not bound by the fundamental moves, free and easy.
But such sword attacks were……even more terrifying.
After a series of attacks,
Yun Xuri felt that if this continued, it was not a solution.
A swordsman who grasps the sword momentum, the more freely he wields his sword technique, the more his sword momentum can be superimposed.
And this superposition, as the battle drags on, will become more and more terrifying.
If he was not careful, he might be slashed by Ye Wushuang’s sword energy.
Once injured.
The battle would be completely different.
“Out!”
Suddenly, Yun Xuri flicked his hand.
In an instant, a spear energy attack shot out from the spear, straight at Ye Wushuang’s face.
Ye Wushuang flicked his hand, and a terrifying malevolent energy roared out.
As the powerful energy burst forth, the terrifying malevolent energy was heart-stirring.
The Tianyan Sword was like a fierce dragon, with sword energy erupting, completely unreasonable and violently surging.
However.
When the sword energy collided with the spear energy, the luster flicked out by Yun Xuri’s hand suddenly flashed.
It was a dark ink-like luster, appearing in a mass, faintly visible, like flowing ink.
The dark ink luster was extremely fast, and after the collision of the spear energy and the sword energy, it directly pounced on Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang was quick-eyed and fast-handed. His left hand formed a palm, and the Guiyuan Tianmo Palm was directly slapped out.
Boom!!
The palm energy condensed and burst.
A low and deep boom spread.
But the next moment.
Ye Wushuang retracted his palm.
The center of his left palm seemed to be stained by ink, with some dark stains flowing faintly.
“Water……”
Ye Wushuang frowned.
This dark ink luster was water, cool and sticky, adhering to the palm position, as if it would sweep through Ye Wushuang’s whole body in an instant.
And then, Ye Wushuang’s palm vibrated.
But the ink did not fall off. Instead, it completely penetrated the palm and disappeared.
What was this?
And at this moment, Yun Xuri charged with his spear, his face cold and a hint of triumph on the corner of his mouth.
His spear swept out.
Ye Wushuang’s palm lifted, and the long sword burst out.
A move called Yaoguang Zhantian Style, lively and fast, fell straight down.
Clang!!
The strong sword energy collided.
But the next moment……
Boom!!
The rolling explosion echoed through the sky and earth. Ye Wushuang was like a leaf hit by a dart, shot straight into the mountain body.
This sudden change stunned everyone.
What happened?
The two who were fighting fiercely, suddenly, Ye Wushuang was at a disadvantage?
Sand and stones rolled down the mountain wall.
At a height of a hundred zhang, the mountain body was indented into a large character shape, with cracks all around the large character shape.
Crash……
The broken stones rolled down the mountain wall.
Inside the large character pit, a figure slowly sat up.
It was Ye Wushuang.
His white clothes were stained with lime. As Ye Wushuang sat up and groaned, a mouthful of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
“Die!”
At this moment, a low roar sounded, and a spear shadow stabbed diagonally from the side……
