Chapter 2096 Space Air Blade

Yun Qiyou didn't want to face the people from the heaven. The people from the heaven she had met during this period seemed to know her, but she couldn't forget any memory of the heaven.

So she had been hiding in the shadow of the ancient tree, and Ye Xiaochuan came forward.

She was very confident in Ye Xiaochuan's close combat, and had been watching from the sidelines. At this moment, the three celestial cultivators wanted to fight with more people, and Yun Qiyou naturally wouldn't let Ye Xiaochuan fight alone.

As the sound of the piano sounded, countless space air blades whizzed towards the three heavenly generals.

The three had to focus on the space air blades shot by Yun Qiyou.

Today's Yun Qiyou is no longer comparable to fourteen years ago or four years ago. In terms of music, she is no less than the old senior Yun Yazi who taught her the skills.

In the past six months, Qingying taught her the supreme Buddhist heart method "Heart Sutra of Prajna", and Mu Po Mu of Muyun Village also taught her the most important first volume of the general outline of the heavenly book, the witchcraft chapter.

Although the time was not long, these two true methods were extremely profound and contained the Way of Heaven. Yun Qiyou's aptitude was rare in a thousand years. Through these two true methods, she understood several difficult problems that she had not comprehended for more than ten years in a short period of time. Her cultivation level made rapid progress and she had entered the peak of the spiritual realm.

With the deepening of her understanding of the Way of Heaven, her music, which had been stagnant for several years, also made a great progress.

At this moment, although the number of space air blades released by the piano sound was not as many as when the Eight Styles of Divine Sword were performed, the power of each space air blade was extraordinary.

A half-moon-shaped space air blade was dodged by a heavenly general. The space air blade hit a big tree dozens of feet away. The tree required at least two people to hug it, and it was instantly cut in two by the space air blade.

From this, we can see how powerful the space air blade is.

Yun Qiyou's music directly entangled the three heavenly generals in the realm of spiritual silence. The three heavenly generals used magic weapons to dissolve the space blades that were flying like lightning, but they were all a little overwhelmed and in a mess, and had no spare energy to support Luoshenfu.

Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou are almost the two most outstanding people in this generation of human cultivators. Even if they face four masters of the heavenly realm, as long as the opponent has not reached the realm of heaven, they will not be at a disadvantage.

Wangcai hid behind Yun Qiyou, but Fugui flew up and sat cross-legged in the sky. It is very smart. After being with Wangcai for a long time, Fugui has become a smart and wretched divine bird.

It knows that these people are enemies, so it hides in the sky, not to prevent these people from escaping, but to stare with big eyes, looking for opportunities to sneak attack.

Luoshenfu is getting more and more frightened. He has never been to the human world before. He did not participate in the war launched by the heaven against the human world more than ten years ago. This is his first time in the human world.

In all the catastrophes, except for the evil god, the heavens have won the rest. Therefore, the heavens have always looked down on the human world, thinking that the real masters of cultivation in the human world have ascended to the heavens, and those who are left are insignificant little people.

But the man and woman I met tonight are young, but their cultivation is unfathomable. He is definitely the most outstanding person among the young generation of the heavens, but he was almost suppressed by the sword of this young man from the human world named Ye Xiaochuan.

The faceless woman in the shadow of the ancient tree displayed the way of rhythm, which was obviously the unique skill of the Purple Emperor, the Wonderful Eight Sounds, but the descendants of the Purple Emperor, I am afraid that no one can compare with the young woman.

With just an ancient zither, he forced his three subordinates in the spiritual realm to make no progress.

This made Luoshenfu very confused.

Isn’t it said that the creatures in the human world are ants? Why are ants so powerful?

He secretly regretted why he chose to fight Ye Xiaochuan in close combat just now. He should have kept his distance immediately and relied on the powerful fire spiritual power of his fire magic weapon, the Heavenly Spirit Sword, so that he would not be so passive.

Ye Xiaochuan seemed to have turned into the wind, and more like he had merged into the wind, making it difficult to capture him.

Seeing more than a dozen Ye Xiaochuans attacking Luoshenfu from all directions, Luoshenfu knew that these were simply phantoms or clones, but the afterimages left by Ye Xiaochuan's speed.

At this time, the eyes could not keep up with the speed of Ye Xiaochuan's sword tactics, so Luoshenfu had closed his eyes, and could only rely on his spiritual power to firmly lock on Ye Xiaochuan's trajectory of movement, so that he could barely parry.

What surprised Luoshenfu even more was that not only was Ye Xiaochuan's body and sword tactics extremely fast, but the power of each sword was also enough to penetrate gold and split stone.

At first, he thought that Wei Yiping's death was due to his carelessness and underestimation of the enemy.

Now he understood that Wei Yiping's death was not unjust. He could not withstand Ye Xiaochuan's powerful offensive in close combat. Wei Yiping's cultivation was far inferior to his. Even if they confronted head-on, he could not be Ye Xiaochuan's opponent.

"How could someone at such a young age comprehend the second level of the sword art!"

This was Luo Shenfu's true thoughts at the moment.

In fact, Ye Xiaochuan was also very surprised. He activated the four styles and five cuts in a row, and in close combat, but every time at the critical moment, his sword moves were resolved or avoided by the opponent.

The four styles and five cuts were the most powerful sword moves in Ye Xiaochuan's close combat. They were more powerful than the killing god and the anti-two-yin sword formation, but he never killed the opponent, which made Ye Xiaochuan very depressed.

He knew that his cultivation was still insufficient. If he had reached the realm of heaven and man like Wanyan Wulei, or if he had comprehended the third level of swordsmanship like the old senior Yunyazi, he would have killed this heavenly master called Luoshenfu long ago.

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan was frantically attacking Luoshenfu, and he swore in his heart that he would never be lazy in the future and must practice hard. The Three Realms are so big, there are so many masters who are better than him.

Fugui hid in the air for a long time and finally found an opportunity. Seeing a heavenly cultivator being forced to retreat repeatedly by Yun Qiyou's space blade, Fugui decisively took action, like a transparent white sword, swooping down from mid-air.

It did not transform, and its body was not big, so the heavenly general did not notice Fugui's existence at all.

Fugui rushed to the nearby, and his body suddenly expanded and grew larger. With a flap of his huge wings, a violent gale blew up. The gale was extremely cold and chilly.

It was too late for the unlucky general to feel bad. He was instantly enveloped by the cold air and then frozen.

This kind of freezing can be used against Wangcai, but it is nothing against the masters of the spiritual realm.

The general activated his whole body's true method and instantly shattered the thick black ice on his body.

At this moment, his companions shouted: "Be careful!"

Fugui also knew that he could not kill them, so he flew away leisurely after succeeding. However, the general only had one or two seconds from being frozen to breaking free. In a duel between masters, life and death are on the line, and one or two breaths are enough to be fatal.

The dense space air blades rushed over, and the general was hit by seven or eight space air blades before he could wave his magic weapon, and seven or eight deep wounds that could be seen to the bone immediately appeared on his body.