Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1347: Battle with Wanyan Patriarch
"You actually self-destructed your divine weapon. Hehe, it's a pity that you have never practiced the human race's Buddhist secrets, otherwise..."

Ancestor Wanyan laughed sinisterly, then turned his hand over, and in his palm there were two storage rings, which belonged to Gui Qingkuang and Huang Lao.

At the same time, in the small world.

The light curtain for observing the outside world has been generated again. Looking at Ancestor Wanyan who has turned around and is about to leave after taking the enemy's storage ring, Ye Xuan's eyes flash with murderous intent. He suddenly opened the passage to the small world and flew out.

Pang Yuxi's face changed, and he hurriedly chased after him, saying, "What are you going to do?!"

"What?" Ye Xuan glanced back at Pang Yuxi, then turned to look at Ancestor Wanyan and sneered, "Of course, to beat the fallen dog..."

Before he finished speaking, his aura had already spread out, without any concealment...

……

"Um?!"

Almost at the same time when Ye Xuan rushed out of the small world, Ancestor Wanyan suddenly turned around and looked over with a look of horror. There was no way, he was seriously injured now, and it was difficult for him to maintain the calmness that an immortal strong man should have.

"The peak of the Holy King realm?" However, when he sensed the cultivation level of the person who appeared, he suddenly felt relieved, but at the same time he was a little stunned, but after half a breath he understood that there was actually someone hiding aside and watching, and now he probably saw that he was seriously injured, so he wanted to take advantage of the situation and reap the benefits.

"You really overestimate your own abilities!" Ancestor Wanyan sneered secretly. Although he was seriously injured and his fighting power was greatly reduced, he was not afraid of a Saint King ant. He shook his right hand slightly, activating the little Saint Power that had just recovered in his body, and a secret technique that was enough to kill the Saint King was performed in an instant.

"Huh?!" However, when Ye Xuan approached and detected his breath, Wanyan Patriarch suddenly became furious and shouted, "It's you?!"

At this moment, Ye Xuan, who was still thousands of feet away from him, suddenly paused, and the power of his martial spirit fluctuated violently. Amidst the flashes of black and white, a coffin ten feet long appeared in the sky...

There was no unnecessary probing, the first move was a killing move!!

Black and white swords flew out and slashed away.

A decayed aura instantly enveloped Old Ancestor Wanyan, causing his already severely injured body to feel a sense of aging!
"Swish! Swish! Swish..." The black and white swords were as fast as lightning. Wherever they passed, the sea water automatically separated into channels and shot straight at Wanyan Patriarch with a fierce force. It seemed that they would pierce him with their swords, but at this moment...

A faint golden light lit up between the brows of Wanyan Patriarch. At the same time, the empty space in front of him suddenly twisted slightly. A golden light appeared, and a "*" mark appeared out of thin air. It was half a foot wide and like a shield, blocking the dozens of black and white soul swords that were shot at it!
"Clang! Clang! Clang!" With a series of sharp roars and collisions, Ye Xuan's powerful attack was completely blocked!

"This is the magical skill of the Buddhist sect again?!" Ye Xuan's face darkened.

His pupils shrank slightly. "This Buddhist fighting skill is probably comparable to Fairy He Yue's Yin-Yang Wuji Sword!"

Whether it is attacking or defending, this '*' mark is extremely powerful.

Many thoughts flashed through Ye Xuan's mind in an instant. He missed the target with this attack, but he had no chance to make a second attack, because the next moment after the '*' mark blocked the black and white swords, Ancestor Wanyan pushed out a palm, and the '*' mark emitted golden light, flooding towards Ye Xuan.

At this moment, Ancestor Wanyan's face was also filled with shock, anger and horror.

The shock in his heart was no less than Ye Xuan's. He looked at the long box of martial spirits in the sky with disbelief and exclaimed: "Is it the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin? How did you restore it to the god level so quickly and still be able to use this martial spirit! !? "

Ancestor Wanyan recognized the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin at a glance, and this made him even more puzzled. He really couldn't understand why Ye Xuan could recover this martial soul so quickly and control it with ease.

but……

He actually dared to deliver it to me automatically, he was really courting death...

Could today be the day when my chance comes?

After a moment of surprise, Patriarch Wanyan calmed down. Looking at the golden light of Buddhism and Taoism engulfing Ye Xuan's body, his eyes were full of greed.

The golden light produced by the '*' mark was so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye. At least Pang Yuxi, who was watching the battle from a distance, didn't see its trajectory clearly. He just saw the golden light engulfing Ye Xuan's figure...

Pang Yuxi was startled for a moment, but after a few breaths, the golden light of Buddhism dissipated, and he found that Ye Xuan was still standing there alive and well, without any harm, but his face was a little pale.

"What?!" Ancestor Wanyan was startled again by this scene, but before he could make another attack, he saw Ye Xuan holding a wooden sword and waving his hand, and a black and white sword energy dozens of feet long came whistling.

"You are still alive, it seems that you do have some skills, or you are a sword cultivator!!" The pupils of Wanyan Patriarch shrank slightly, but he was not panicked at all. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed with a cold snort, and the '*' mark in front of him rushed forward.

As long as he could kill the other party and obtain another fragment of the Mixed Reading, even if it meant the loss of his soul, it would be worth it - Wanyan Patriarch thought so in his heart. In fact, there was another reason that he was unwilling to admit, which was: this was the only way at the moment...

"Buzz..." After the '*' character mark was shot out, a large ball of golden light shone out, making it like a flying meteor, and its speed was even faster than the sword energy!

"Boom!!!" With a loud bang, the '*' mark collided with the black and white sword energy. The sea water on all sides suddenly churned violently. Ye Xuan was also shocked by the shock wave and retreated dozens of feet. When he looked closely, his face changed drastically. He saw that the powerful sword energy of his Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique was shattered into pieces, and in the exploding sword energy, the '*' mark shot out like a hot knife through butter!

Just now, Ye Xuan had used up eight breaths of his Immortal Law to block the attack of the golden Buddha light. Even if only the residual power of the '*' mark remained, it would be difficult for him to take it.

A flash of hesitation flashed across his eyes, and Ye Xuan gritted his teeth, instantly raising his hand and shooting out a silver beam of light to meet it...

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that within the silver light was an irregular piece of iron! ?

"Fragments of chaos!" But when Ancestor Wanyan saw the piece of iron, his eyes suddenly widened. Then, in panic, he made hand gestures with both hands, shouted angrily, and grabbed with his palms, forcibly stopping the momentum of the '*' mark and stopping the '*' light mark in the void.

"Puff..." Ancestor Wanyan's face turned red and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. This forced retraction of his own fighting skills caused him to suffer a considerable backlash.

"You are looking for death!" Ancestor Wanyan instantly caught the flying Chaos Fragment in his hand, but he was extremely furious. Ye Xuan actually used such a treasure as the Chaos Fragment to meet his attack. Fortunately, he stopped in time.

(End of this chapter)