Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1239 Three Sins
Wow! Wow!
Chen Wu Ji slashed out with his sword, sword shadows flew everywhere, and the figure kept swaying around.

"Humph, with your level of cultivation, it's already not easy for you to take a few of my swords, but you will die today."

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Sword Qi continued to slash towards Ye Xuan, giving him no chance to fight back.

"Wind Spirit Sword Technique, Nineteenth Style!"

"Heavenly Sword Technique!"

"Haha! You think you can challenge me to a duel of swords?"

Chen Wu Ji’s swordsmanship was extraordinary, and he would occasionally slash at Ye Xuan with his sword.

Ye Xuan's expression was calm. While swinging his sword to block, he kept observing Chen Wuji's sword skills.

He discovered that the biggest difference between Chen Wu Ji and himself was that each of his swords was swift and direct, slashing out along the simplest route, and each sword would condense all the sword energy together!
That is to say, fast and ruthless, simplifying the complex!

Ye Xuan connected with Chen Wuji's sword for more than thirty times, and vaguely understood the sword art of the advanced swordsman.

“Simplify the complex?”

Although I know this, it is too difficult to put it into practice.

Ye Xuan sighed lightly. Every sword cultivator has his own sword path, but they all lead to the same goal. It will take time to reach a high level.

"Can I fuse a sword-type martial soul?" Ye Xuan thought to himself while resisting Chen Wuji's attack.

You know, after he advances to the Saint King realm, he can fuse another martial soul.

However, although Chen Wu Ji is quite skilled in swordsmanship, his talent is still inferior to those evildoers from the ten realms. Ye Xuan does not think highly of his sword martial soul.

"How dare you challenge us martial artists below the seventh level of the Holy King Realm!" Chen Wuji's body movements kept moving and his figure flashed.

"Boy, you are not afraid of the wind blowing and your tongue getting bitten. You dare to say such shameless words. Go to hell. I am not interested in playing with you anymore. Let's end this boring sword fighting game."

Before he finished speaking, he roared, and with all his sword skills and body movements, he was behind Ye Xuan in an instant, and the long sword in his hand chopped down with thunder.

"One sword cut, thunderous sword technique!"

"It's time to end this game." Ye Xuan said lightly, his eyes turned, and his body suddenly disappeared. At the same moment, he appeared behind the sword genius, and the long sword of black flame in his hand slashed down fiercely.

"What!?" Chen Wuji's grim face suddenly changed. He didn't see clearly how Ye Xuan moved and got behind him.

Before, Ye Xuan just drew his sword and did not use any body movements.

At this moment, he felt Ye Xuan suddenly appear behind him.

Chen Wuji was suddenly startled, and a thought flashed through his mind: Could the other party be a space warrior! ?

Chen Wu Ji turned around forcefully in an instant, raised his sword to block, and the holy power in his body surged and surged. His sword intent was extremely active, trying to influence Ye Xuan's state of mind.

"boom!"

A dark, undying flame rose up, and the two swords clashed together.

The next moment, there was a ripping sound, extremely sharp.

Chen Wuji's sword was actually cut off!

In fact, Chen Wu Ji’s sword should not have been cut off so easily. The real reason was that the moment his sword touched Ye Xuan’s Silent Soul-Slaying Sword, Ye Xuan activated his ability to accelerate time.

This was the result of his hard work in practicing. When the two swords were fighting, Ye Xuan accelerated time by more than ten times and forcibly cut off Chen Wuji's sword.

The sword was cut off, and Chen Wu Ji's whole body was shocked. He could already feel the heat coming from his waist. Without thinking, he condensed a set of holy power armor on his body and activated the sword escape technique with all his strength, wanting to escape first.

But with a hissing sound, the black flame collided with the holy power armor. The armor shattered in just half a breath. He felt a pain in his waist and glanced down. He saw that he was cut in half by a long sword of black flames and was slowly falling downwards.

"Slow? Why is it slow? Oh, I clearly activated the life-saving sword escape skill, why didn't I escape?"

After Chen Wu Ji was cut into two pieces, he still had the ability to think briefly, but as the dark Shura flames rose up, he closed his eyes completely.

Until the end, he didn't understand why his cultivation was stronger than Ye Xuan's, and his swordsmanship was better than Ye Xuan's, but he was still killed by Ye Xuan with the sword that Ye Xuan was proud of. He didn't understand why his mission sword skills and escape method became ineffective.

boom!
Time returned to normal, and the two halves of Chen Wuji's body quickly fell to the ground and were swallowed by the black flames.

Ye Xuan took Chen Wuji's storage ring, looked at Zhao Zhan who was among the Zhongtian cultivators, and said, "It's your turn."

Zhao Zhan's face turned grim and he rushed out instantly.

"You have committed three crimes. First, you dared to kill two people from two of my sects. You committed a heinous crime. Second, you dared to take my sect's storage ring. You committed a heinous crime. Third, you dared to challenge and despise my sect. The sum of these three crimes, you deserve to die ten thousand times!"

Zhao Zhan’s sixth level of Saint King cultivation completely erupted, and he seemed three times stronger than in the previous battle. He punched out in the air.

A huge ochre-colored fist mark, like a small mountain, came towards Ye Xuan.

"Oh, I won't accept these accusations of yours."

Facing the oncoming punches, Ye Xuan smiled faintly.

This Zhao Zhan is quite powerful, enough to be equivalent to the peak of the seventh level of the Holy King Realm.

Even though it's just a leap forward of one level, it's the difference between a mid-level Saint King and a high-level Saint King.

"There are many people who want to kill me, but you are not qualified." As Ye Xuan spoke, his body soared into the sky like a cannonball and rushed towards the huge fist shadow.

Zhao Zhan sneered. Facing the fatal punch of his opponent who was at the sixth level of the Saint King Realm, he dared to confront him head-on. He was simply overestimating his own abilities.

But his smile froze.

boom!
With a loud bang, Ye Xuan's figure flashed with a sharp light. He smashed Zhao Zhan's fatal punch with one punch, and his body passed through and came directly to Zhao Zhan.

"You can take my punch too." Ye Xuan's voice was cold. He punched out with his right fist. The tip of his fist was covered with glowing space cracks. His fist passed through the void like a silver dragon of light.

"What is this...?" At this moment, Zhao Zhan suddenly felt that as Ye Xuan's punch came, his body became extremely slow, as if time was slowed down, and the space around him became extremely sticky.

"I understand..." Zhao Zhan finally understood at this moment why both Bei Chanfeng and Chen Wuji seemed to be a moment slower when they attacked Ye Xuan.

It turns out that he is not only a space martial artist, but also a time martial artist!
boom!
But Zhao Zhan understood it too late. He only had time to shout out unwillingly, "Brothers and sisters, avenge me!"

Ye Xuan punched him in the chest, and his entire body turned into a cloud of blood mist, not even his soul could escape!

"Junior brother!"

"Senior Brother Zhao!!"

"Junior Brother Zhao!!!"

Many of his fellow disciples cried out in grief.

Zhao Zhan was very popular in the sect, and seeing his tragic death, almost all of his fellow disciples went berserk.

Ye Xuan killed three of their fellow disciples in a row, how could they not be angry and crazy!

(End of this chapter)