Chapter 511 The terrifying Ye Wushuang!

Chapter 511 The terrifying Ye Wushuang!

"He can't beat him!" After being bored for a long time, Puxian Bodhisattva said with a blushing face. Compared with Ye Wushuang, the Buddhist Dharma summoned by Chu Xun was one less. Not only that, but more importantly, the Dharma of the Great Sun Tathagata was truly magnificent and magnificent. The invincible Dharma Appearance can crush other Dharma Appearances with the help of this Great Sun Tathagata.

In the sky above Huangzhou, Ye Wushuang stood there, his black robe dancing in the wind, his eyes deep and cold, and he said calmly: "How long can this kind of heresy continue?"

Confucian law.

Follow your words.

Observation record.

After all, you can learn from others.

The foundation is weak.

How can I have such firm control?

"It's enough in a short time!" Chu Xun's green shirt danced with the wind. There was a strong atmosphere of the desolate state between the sky and the earth. A desolation that swallowed up the world was spreading wantonly. Even the avenues of the world were matching, and the sky appeared. Dark, the falling sun sword rain seems to have lost its color, gray and foggy.

"The unique skills of Huangzhou!" At this point, the spectators were still trembling slightly, staring at the colorless scene on the sky. The methods the two men had used were already so outrageous, but there were still methods left. It's so touching.

"Number nine!"

Jian Qingzhu was also murmuring.

By now.

The methods used by No. 9 were beyond the expectations of many people. Even he was the same. Knowing that No. 9 was born in Huangzhou, he should know the unique skills of Huangzhou. But when he used it now, he realized that it was Huangzhou's unique skills. The core secret knowledge of the state is no longer the ordinary means of the barren state, but belongs to the imperial law.

Sideways glance.

Look slowly.

Look at the Palace Master of Huangtian Palace.

The latter nodded. Huangzhou's secret knowledge cannot be passed on easily. Even the number of inheritors in the Huangtian Palace has never exceeded three people. It will not be taught to the monks outside the Huangtian Palace. But it is different today. Chu Xun, who is not a monk of the Huangtian Palace, has already Better, because he represents the entire desolate state, especially in this life-and-death situation, there is no reason to let this kind of unique skill go unlearned.

"Tsk!"

on the sky.

Gray.

The omnipresent devouring power.

Swallow everything.

This is desolation.

Wilderness.

Not only can it devour people's vitality, but even the great avenues of heaven and earth are being absorbed and deprived of their ingredients. Because this method is too unnatural, it seems to be a punishment from heaven, causing disasters in Huangzhou and never coming back in the long years. rise.

at the same time.

Behind Ye Wushuang.

Buddhist Dharma.

The true god of Taoism.

Rushing forward to kill, any of these Dharma and True Gods have heaven-defying means. Even if they are defeated by masters of Dao-level geniuses, they are not far behind, but now they are caught in a melee. The sacrificed means were used to fight together, which should have been earth-shattering, but under the devouring force of Huangtianjue, it formed a filter and transformed all colors.

Just like the crazy gods and Buddhas fighting together, the scene was not grand but extremely shocking. Even the quasi-emperors watching the battle from the outside were touched. For example, the old woman in the academy was asked at this time: "What if one of the two changes?" It’s you, how do you deal with it?”

"You can't judge without feeling the true power!" The old woman shook her head, but this sentence also caused ripples in the people around her. Is this because even the quasi-emperor is not sure to deal with it?

"Ang ho!"

Ye Wushuang would not just watch the gods and Buddhas he summoned being constantly weakened. He also gradually used his secret knowledge about the Qin Dynasty to create the 'Qin Emperor Tyrant Dragon Art', an out-and-out imperial method. It was owned by the Qin Dynasty, but I don’t know where it was obtained and perfected to become unique to the Qin Dynasty.

A powerful golden dragon raised its head high in the sky. Under the dusty filter, it released a golden aura. After flying around the sky, the huge dragon head stood up high, and its golden vertical pupils released a terrifying power. Pressure, like a golden dragon overlooking the weak ants.

"Buzz!"

at the same time.

Ye Wushuang's eyes flashed with purple fluctuations, which was a terrifying pupil technique. Previously, Dugujue was affected by this technique, and his spirit was as scattered as a walking corpse. Then he was easily crushed and fell into the land of Huangzhou. Now, We still don't know whether they are alive or dead, but the calmness of the people in Edong Linzong must be fine, but it highlights the power of this pupil technique.

"Boom!"

At the same moment, Chu Xun's consciousness felt a barbaric invasion, as if a powerful purple thunder beam tore through the center of his eyebrows, entered his mind, and released terrifying energy. It did not target the body, but tore and destroyed everything related to the consciousness, including memory, and possesses unimaginable shaking power.

Even though Chu Xun had mastered the 'Yuanshen Stars' and instinctively condensed them into a star barrier to resist the energy spilled from the purple beam, his mind fell into a brief trance and his consciousness became groggy under such a violent impact.

"Ho!"

The huge golden dragon swooped down to kill him. It would be too naive to simply think that it was the golden dragon. Ye Wushuang's figure was mixed in, but the golden dragon covered him. He did not want to defeat him as easily as he destroyed Dugujue's consciousness. , just to gain a short-term advantage, thereby severely damaging the latter.

"Boom!"

Unfortunately.

This is just one of the three Chu Xun statues. Even though this one suffered a strong and brief trance, the other two statues did not have any twists and turns. They regained consciousness in an instant. They raised their hands to see a powerful force of devouring and desolation, and even raised their right hands. With one move, the ivy sword enshrined in Donglin Sect's Qi Yun came through the air!

"Tsk!"

Cut it down with one sword.

The sword energy soared into the sky.

Flooded for three thousand miles.

The huge sword light filled every inch of the void, and the golden dragon could not help but raise its head and roar. From attack to defense, the huge golden body protected Ye Wushuang inside, and billions of sword lights slashed on the golden dragon's scales, making a clanging sound.

"Swordsmanship!"

"Just used it?"

The people watching the battle were in a trance. At this point, if it were the other people, they would have been scattered in this kind of confrontation. Even the quasi-emperor dared not say that there was no danger. The two seemed to have endless means, from the beginning of the "Flame Avenue" and "Thunder Avenue", which had never been shown, to the subsequent boxing warm-up, as well as the Taoist, Buddhist and Confucian means, all used together.

"Swordsmanship...!" Jian Qingzhu's eyes froze, and his mind suddenly sank. He looked at Chu Xun. This short confrontation had forced Chu Xun to use all his means, whether it was the first Avenue, or the subsequent formation, Confucianism and the current swordsmanship, but Ye Wushuang was still at ease.

Maybe others have forgotten.

But he.

How could he forget.

This black-robed young man is a well-deserved child of destiny. He has broken through the Great Sage in one year of entering the academy, condensed the Confucian Dao fruit, and ranked tenth in the academy tower, leaving behind the famous saying [Things in the world, if you don't advance, you will retreat. There is no definite reason, and the same is true for cultivation! ] From then on, Ye Wushuang's ambition for the way of cultivation was revealed.

Now that he has been away from the academy for many years, who dares to say that he does not know Confucian methods, but he has never used Confucian methods from beginning to end. Dugu Jue once said that it was Ye Wushuang who chopped off the head of the founder of the Tianyan Dao with this black heavy sword, which means that Ye Wushuang's swordsmanship should also be good, but these two have not been shown so far. Besides, are there no other ones?

An inexplicable shudder.

surged into his heart.

He suddenly understood.

Why is the Qin Dynasty not in a hurry? Even if Huangzhou defeated the Qin Dynasty army, the Qin Dynasty is still leisurely. With such a capable general and the imperial prince, they can rest assured.

And above.

In the sky.

Ye Wushuang stood there in a black robe and looked calm. Facing Chu Xun holding a sword, his expression was as calm as ever. He roared with the power of the dragon in his palm. The sky darkened instantly. He said in a cold tone: "It seems that you have reached your limit. This battle will end!"

He is very conceited.

It seems that everything before was just playing house. As Chu Xun's last trump card "Swordsmanship" was forced out, he felt that this battle was boring and it was time to end it.

Others thought that this was too arrogant, but their pupils shrank as they suddenly saw the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a terrible purple thunder condensing. Behind Ye Wushuang, there were huge hurricanes raging. People were horrified: "Thunder Avenue, Wind Avenue!"

"Boom!"

With his palms clenched, the thunder that was even more violent than the Thunder Avenue that Chu Xun had previously used descended from the nine heavens and wrapped around his left arm, and the terrible hurricane was stepped on by him. All around him were the huge Dharma images that were summoned in fierce confrontation. At this moment, he was like the only true Lord in the world.

"Boom boom boom..." The terrible oppression was everywhere. Chu Xun looked up, and a solemnity appeared in his eyes. Not only did he feel these two avenues, but the Void Avenue was also constantly squeezing and repelling, and the Time Avenue was disrupting his own time. These were all what he was good at but had not fully used, but now Ye Wushuang used them one step ahead.

Jian Qingzhu's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but say: "Is this his true strength?" If he asked himself if he was in Chu Xun's position, he would be defeated in just one second!

"Buzz!"

"Zheng!"

The Qingteng Sword was trembling.

It emitted a warm green spiritual light, and there was a terrifying and subtle sword energy condensing from the deepest part of the void. Some of them were mottled and complex, flowing with time, that was a trace of time also eroding inside, some were smooth into the mirror, using the Void Sword Dao; and some were heavy and powerful... The sword intent derived from these great ways to tear the surroundings into powder, turning into a sword domain to let Chu Xun stand outside the world.

"Swish!"

The sword energy was everywhere.

It rotated rapidly.

It condensed into a sword energy storm.

"Cut!"

Chu Xun slashed with a sword, and the majestic sword energy storm raged forward, colliding with the hurricane storm, and in the middle, there was a flash of thunder and the entanglement of various broken ways, and it was a mess.

Ye Wushuang's body was filled with dazzling divine aura. Above Fuyao, his pupils were cold. The golden dragon was stepped on by him. As he pressed down again, there were blazing flames, extreme cold, and a suddenly dimmed avenue of light and darkness between heaven and earth. There were also vines extending from the depths of nothingness to bind Chu Xun, belonging to the avenue of wood.

"Swish!"

Just one strike.

Onlookers.

Their scalps were numb.

Even Chu Xun took a deep breath, looking at Ye Wushuang who suddenly released so many methods, he felt a little powerless in his heart. Could it be that he really mastered all kinds of avenues?

Take a deep breath.

Hold the Qingteng Sword tightly.

Slowly draw!

Swish!

A gorgeous Milky Way condensed out in a mighty manner, with thousands of water drops surging in it. The whole river swept over the place behind the Donglin Sect, which had long been worshipped as a holy place for swordsmanship. Every drop of water in it was as pure as the purest sword intent. If you look closely, these water drops condensed into the shape of sword energy while crossing.

Looking around, this mighty sword river has more than hundreds of millions of drops, but it turned into hundreds of millions of sword lights, making people breathe rapidly and hold their breath. The cultivators of the Donglin Sect stared at them with their eyes wide open, and couldn't help but say excitedly: "The sword intent of the river, this is the sword intent of the river of Elder Chu!"

The river was surging.

It was surging.

Under Chu Xun's sword intent, it was like a Milky Way descending from the sky, descending here in a mighty manner. Every drop of water turned into full sword intent. The extended vines were torn apart by the sword intent of the water drops before they approached Chu Xun. The Way of Extreme Cold was crushed by the sword energy like a broken bamboo. The Way of Fire could not do anything to this mighty sword river!

People who practice.

Followers looked up.

All were amazed.

This crystal clear sword river was really a mighty Milky Way from the sky. I couldn't help but say: "I feel that this is just an ordinary sword intent method, but it has such power in his hands. Those who don't know it still think it is the supreme 'Emperor' method!"

"Hmm?"

Ye Wushuang frowned slightly. The various ways and methods he used were shattered under this sword. However, he looked indifferent and did not waver at all. Instead, he said calmly: "I will hit Chu Xun with this palm!"

Stretch out the palm containing various laws.

Press it gently.

When the palm exploded, he felt that the laws of heaven and earth were strongly targeting him and backlashing him, but he still pressed the palm down with a cold look in his eyes. He used the energy of "Words Come True" against the strong men of the same realm, especially this kind of method that must hit, which was too against the will of heaven. If it was not unexpected, Chu Xun would be able to dodge it, but he could not dodge it under "Words Come True", and he had to pay a strong backlash to do this.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood.

A strong spray.

Dyeing the sky red.

But it was not from the Great Saint Zhenwu, but from Chu Xun's mouth. His chest was almost pierced, and there was a palm mark on his heart. His internal organs were displaced, and he felt a burning pain. His heart and brain were temporarily down, and the countless water droplets of sword intent suspended in the air seemed to be frozen there.

"Hiss!"

Others exclaimed.

Jian Qingzhu's face was filled with loneliness and complexity. Sure enough, this extraordinary student who had spent a year in Confucianism finally used the Confucianism's "Words Come True" and practiced to an extremely high level. At least he had mastered the Confucian path. I wonder how he would compare to Chu Xun?

But he laughed at himself in disappointment. Since Ye Wushuang had exploded with all his strength, he was completely crushing. Did he still need to rely on the Confucianism's "Words Come True" to win? He felt disappointed in his heart. The feeling of powerlessness that he had never felt since he reached the Great Saint Realm surged in his heart. Facing such an enemy, there was no solution!

Wang Ye.

Qi Wuhuo.

The Holy Son of Jietian Sect.

These people also fell silent. Even the bystanders felt deeply powerless. How much pressure should Chu Xun bear on the battlefield? He couldn't help but say in a low voice: "I have a hunch that this battle is about to end!"