Chapter 4398 Ye Qingcheng VS Ye Samhui

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"boom!"

The moment Ye Lunhui made a strike, endless sword power suddenly erupted from Ye Qingcheng's body, knocking back that power from Ye Qingcheng.

At the same time, black clouds rolled in the sky, and endless thunder loomed, strangling the void.

When the crowd saw this scene, their faces changed drastically, and many people even showed panic.

"Holy Ancestor Tribulation!" Someone exclaimed.

Then the monks around the battlefield scattered like birds and beasts, and fled to the outside of the battlefield, watching the ancient battlefield tens of thousands of miles away.

The meeting of the Six Halls was temporarily interrupted by this sudden battle.

However, the crowd had already forgotten the Liutang Huimeng at this moment, and they were all looking forward to the end of this battle.

They were not optimistic about Ye Qingcheng before, but Ye Qingcheng proved his strength.

And now, Ye Qingcheng even summoned the Holy Ancestor Jie in the battle, obviously wanting to use the Holy Ancestor Jie to deal with the heartless Ancestor.

The power of the unfeeling holy ancestor will definitely be greatly restricted during the holy ancestor robbery.

On the contrary, Ye Qingcheng did not have much influence, because this thunder disaster was originally aimed at him.

"Do you think you can escape death like this?" In the midst of the thunder calamity, Ye Lunhui chuckled lightly, his face full of sarcasm: "It's just a mere thunder calamity, how can I get my ancestor?"

That's right, the ordinary Saint Ancestor Tribulation, at most, can kill the monks who have just broken through the Immortal Saint Ancestor Realm.

He is a peerless holy ancestor, and his strength has already surpassed the immortal holy ancestor too much, and he is not at the same level at all.

Ordinary Saint Ancestor Jie, tickling him is not enough.

"Really?" Ye Qingcheng squinted and smiled.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his arms, and his momentum skyrocketed again.

The black clouds in the high sky were rolling, and one could faintly see the endless thunder light turning into dense sword qi and whistling.

In an instant, the black cloud had covered a radius of 80,000 li, and the crowd watching all around retreated again and again.

Moreover, there is no tendency for this lightning calamity to stop at all.

A moment later, the black cloud spread to ninety thousand miles.

Many people were terrified, what the hell is this catastrophe, how could it be so terrifying?

They are not frightened by the large area covered by the thunder calamity, after all, the holy ancestor calamity is not measured by the size of the thunder cloud.

But the aura that erupted in this calamity is not weaker than the peerless ancestors at all, and it makes these immortal ancestors feel desperate.

In the end, the thunder cloud stayed in a radius of ninety-nine thousand miles, and the endless sword energy condensed and formed, tearing everything apart.

If this was not the eternal space-time, the void would have been torn apart long ago, and even the star fields would have collapsed and turned into ashes.

People can no longer see everything in Lei Jie, they can only quietly wait for the result.

If there was anyone on the scene who could see everything in the thunder cloud, it was only Xiao Fan.

His eyes had turned into pitch black at some point, and a river of blood rolled and roared in it.

"Boss, is Ye Qingcheng okay?" Killing God looked at Xiao Fan worriedly and asked.

Xiao Fan remained silent. Although he could see everything in the thunder cloud, but at the moment the two were confronting and colliding rapidly, he couldn't judge for a while.

In Leiyunzhong, Ye Qingcheng and Ye Lunhui completely ignored the thunder sword in Leiyunzhong, as if they were in another time and space.

There were countless sword marks on the two of them, and blood shot out.

But the two didn't care at all, they only thought about how to kill each other.

Seeing this battle situation, Xiao Fan's heart beat a little faster.

He was thinking, if he faced Ye Lunhui, would he have a half chance of winning?

The answer is no, the fusion of his three original powers is not weaker than the ordinary immortal ancestor.

However, his speed couldn't keep up, and everything was in vain.

"The realm is still too different." Xiao Fan was filled with emotion.

Heavenly Exalted Realm, if you want to challenge the peerless ancestor, it is tantamount to nonsense for others, and you don't even dare to think about it.

But Xiao Fan was fearless, he couldn't kill Ye Lunhui, but it was very difficult for Ye Lunhui to kill him.

With the sixth forging of the supreme golden body, and the eighth transformation of Shura, the average peerless ancestor may not be able to kill him easily.

The sky was full of wind and thunder, and the two fought to the point of madness, vowing not to give up if they could not destroy each other.

Thunder and lightning sword qi raged, and if the ordinary immortal ancestors set foot in it, it is estimated that they would be blasted into ashes in the blink of an eye.

However, Ye Qingcheng still has the ability to fight against the peerless ancestor.

It's a pity that other people can't penetrate the thundercloud and see everything inside.

Xiao Fan felt extremely emotional in his heart, he never expected that Ye Qingcheng could go this far, he had to admit that Ye Qingcheng was indeed a monster.

In terms of talent in swordsmanship, perhaps it is still higher than him.

Looking at the heavens and worlds, probably only Lou Aotian can compare with him.

"Lou Aotian, it should appear soon." Xiao Fan whispered.

"Xiao Fan, what happened to that man? Why has he become so terrifying after all these years?" Zi Ruxue couldn't help but asked through voice transmission, staring at Xiao Fan with burning eyes.

He had met Ye Qingcheng before, and Ye Qingcheng was only in the upper-rank Yuan Zunjing at the beginning.

But since entering the tomb of the buried ancestors, he has disappeared, and when he reappeared, he broke through the realm of the holy ancestors, and he was so evil that he could challenge the heartless ancestors.

Although he has never fought against the Heartless Sacred Ancestor, even at his peak, he did not have the confidence to defeat the Heartless Sacred Ancestor.

"Training." Xiao Fan just spit out two words lightly.

How could he not know what Zi Ruxue was thinking, thinking that he was the one who made Ye Qingcheng so powerful.

Only Xiao Fan knows that Ye Qingcheng has an extremely pure heart of swordsmanship, and these years, he has been on the verge of death many times and has experienced countless trials.

He was able to reach the current state, of course he had the help of Xiao Fan.

But if you were another person, you could at most inherit the swordsmanship inheritance of the ancestor of the Ice Race. It might be easy to break through the Heavenly Venerable Realm, but it is definitely not that simple to break through the Immortal Ancestor.

And even if he breaks through, he can't be the opponent of the peerless ancestor.

Zi Ruxue was silent, but his expression was extremely complicated.

He was thinking, should he also hang out with Xiao Fan?

"Look, Lei Jie seems to have weakened." Suddenly, someone screamed loudly.

As the crowd watched, the thunder cloud really began to shrink, and began to recede towards the center of the thunder calamity.

"It seems that that person is dead after all, and the thunder disaster is over." Someone lamented.

The others were also silent. In their view, if Ye Qingcheng can survive the Ancestral Tribulation, his future is extremely bright.

Even if he is only in the realm of immortal ancestors, any master of the temple dare not underestimate him.

It's just that a dead person has no meaning at all, after all, it can only become people's talk after dinner.

"Is it over?" Xiao Fan whispered, but he was disdainful in his heart: "The real Ancestral Tribulation has only just begun."

Others couldn't see it, but Xiao Fan could see it clearly. At this moment, the scope of the thunder calamity is shrinking, but the power aura erupting in the center of the thunder calamity is constantly increasing.

"Ye Qingcheng, don't let me down." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the thunder cloud.