Chapter 493 Yin-Yang Realm, Breakthrough!

call out!

Sword light, blooming in the void, Ye Wushuang held the ancient sword and stabbed at the old man in black robe!

The black-robed old man sneered, his figure flickered, and he quickly dodged.

That kind of speed is extremely fast, there are only afterimages, which makes people look unreal.

Ye Wushuang's sword pierced the air, and the revealed sharpness pierced through the void, but lost the body of the black-robed old man.

"The ignorant people, a spiritual spring of nine levels, also want to shake the Yang Mie level!" The figure of the black-robed old man has appeared behind Ye Wushuang, flashing like the wind, slapped out with a palm, and the boiling true essence, Like mountains and seas, it came towards Ye Wushuang's back.

"Yang Mie class, so fast!"

Ye Wushuang narrowed his eyes, feeling the crisis behind him, his body was also flickering, and the moment he turned around, a sword light swept out.

Boom!

The sword light collided with the big palm and continued to wear away. The destructive power of Yang Mie wiped out the sword light and swarmed towards Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang's body was blasted away by the terrifying energy, and the power of Yang Destroyer continuously drilled into his body, destroying the meridians in his body.

but.

The Heaven Swallowing Dragon Art is actively operating, domineeringly devouring these destructive forces.

"Yangdeer class, it's really scary!"

Ye Wushuang was surprised. The power of Yang Destroyer is a power of destruction, destroying everything. Before he used Taishang Huazheng to fight against the old immortal of the Di family, he didn't feel much. Only then did I know that it is indeed not something that ordinary people can block.

"Originally, with your age and your fighting power, you might become very strong in a few years, and I am not your opponent, but you are looking for death beyond your own strength."

The old man in black robe came again, and the speed became faster and faster!

chop chop chop!

Holding the ancient sword, Ye Wushuang kept slashing, resisting again and again, releasing his strength to his heart's content.

"Ye Wushuang, he is under pressure."

Looking at the two beams of light jumping from the prison cage, the crowd could only see Ye Wushuang flashing back, and the sword light was covered by palm prints all over the sky.

"He has already drawn his sword. He can't use that amazing sword anymore. He has lost all his cards. How can he be an opponent at the Yang Mie level!"

"His sword was pulled out, but it has not been sheathed. The most relied on move is useless."

The crowd was discussing, staring at the figure in the cage.

"Without that sword, you have no power to resist, so why fight with me?"

The black-robed old man said coldly, his strength was a little fierce, and palm prints all over the sky kept falling towards Ye Wushuang.

"you are wrong!"

Ye Wushuang stared at the black-robed old man with an indifferent smile on his face.

Immediately, he continued to swing the ancient sword, not like fighting, but more like releasing power, the energy carried by the sword light kept colliding with the palm prints.

And his smile also made the eyes of the old man in black stiffen, and he was at a disadvantage, Ye Wushuang could still laugh!

He was wrong, what was wrong?

The black-robed old man thought it was ridiculous, how could he have the confidence to refute his words with a spiritual spring of nine layers?

With a disdainful smile, the speed of the black-robed old man accelerated again, the power of Yang Mie boiled in the cage, and the attack became violent and sharp, and the light palm had a huge oppression.

One palm locked Ye Wushuang's surroundings, making Ye Wushuang irresistible. The icy murderous aura hit Ye Wushuang's face and lifted his temples.

but.

Just when the black-robed old man forced half of the palm print, Ye Wushuang's figure suddenly disappeared, extremely abrupt.

Um!

The black-robed old man narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he disappeared without even noticing him!

Swish Swish Swish!

The crowd was also startled, staring suddenly, the terrifying speed, Ye Wushuang also has it, faster!

The figure of Ye Wushuang appeared behind the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe felt a chill down his spine, and suddenly turned around to look.

Ye Wushuang's face was full of sarcasm, "Speed, you have it, and I have it too!"

Clang!

The ancient swords were fighting, and the sword in Ye Wu's hands pierced through the air, like a smear of light, like a human sword merged into one, the sword moved with the person, and stabbed at the old man in black.

"Overestimate your own strength, let me show you the true power of the Yang Mie class!"

The black-robed old man disdainful, his body trembled suddenly, as if burning, a powerful blue light erupted from his body, lingering around him.

Ding!

The ancient sword pierced the cyan light, but it was like piercing a copper wall and an iron wall, hitting a spark!

Ancient sword, difficult to enter the size!

Ye Wushuang narrowed his eyes, this blue light, what a powerful defense!

"That is the guardian of the holy light of the clan!"

Looking at the blue light, Zhuang Hao's eyes trembled, the protection of the holy light is a powerful secret method integrated into the blood of the clan.

The reason why the powerful peerless Tianjiao Zongshuai can rank fourth in the dragon list is because he possesses the special physique of his clan and is protected by nine levels of holy light, making him indestructible!

"End!"

The old man in black robe pronounced the final result, stretched out a hand from the blue light, and patted Ye Wushuang.

Clang!

Gu Jian trembled, and Ye Wushuang's body flew back, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Young master!"

Lan Xinyu looked at it worriedly, her pink fist was tightened.

"A pariah is a pariah, vulnerable!" Seeing that Ye Wushuang had no power to fight back, the noble young man started to mock with disdain, and finally let out a breath of anger.

"The price, this is the price!"

Zong Min also watched and sneered.

boom!

That piece of blue light was moving rapidly, and terrifying palm prints blasted out one after another!

Ye Wushuang kept swinging the ancient sword, the light of the sword was vertical and horizontal, blocking the moment of the palm print, and slashing on the blue light, but it was difficult to get close to the old man in black.

"It's such a strong defense, the protection of the holy light of the clan, it's too scary, it's almost invincible!"

Some prisoner fighters watched in astonishment, they were extremely afraid of that blue light, they had an invincible defense, they only allowed themselves to attack the enemy, but the enemy's attacks were all blocked, the final result can be imagined.

Ye Wushuang was forced back step by step, but there was no panic on his face.

"You have no way out, end it!"

Watching Ye Wushuang retreat to the edge of the cage, the black-robed old man pronounced the sentence indifferently, like a holy spirit who rules people's lives, wanting to sentence Ye Wushuang to death.

The terrifying palm prints were pushed out crazily, blocking Ye Wushuang's surroundings, and the icy killing intent kept coming.

"it's time!"

Ye Wushuang raised his head suddenly, with a look of joy on his face.

That's right, at the moment of death, what the crowd saw on Ye Wushuang's face was joy, not despair!

"Yin Yang realm, break it for me!"

Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, Ye Wushuang's eyes shot out a ray of light, and a vast energy was released from his body, which made Prisoner Arena tremble.

The rushing palm print was also smashed by this energy.

"How can it be?"

The old man in black robe also looked at Ye Wushuang in shock. At this time, Ye Wushuang broke through!

"Nothing is impossible!" Ye Wushuang said indifferently: "Before, I just used you as a training partner, and you, a training partner, did not disappoint me!"

sparring!

The face of the black-robed old man froze. Ye Wushuang regarded him as a training partner and never took him to heart.

"And now, as you said, everything should be over. In order to thank you, I give you death!"

An indifferent voice drifted out, and Ye Wushuang's figure also moved!