Chapter 128 Companion Holy Soldiers

In the sky, energy rolled and boiled like huge waves in the vast sea, blazing light swept across the sky, and deafening sounds resounded through the sky.

Xiao Yun and Ye Dadao were fighting fiercely in the sky, both of them showing unparalleled strength.

Xiao Yun is invincible in the Shenqiao realm and can leapfrog and kill the strong men in the Cave Heaven realm.

However, Ye Dadao is not an ordinary Cave Heaven Realm monk. He is the Holy Son of the Holy King Sect. He has extraordinary talents and is also a genius.

If it were Zhao Wuji, he would definitely not be Ye Dadao's opponent. After all, there was a huge difference in level.

But Xiao Yun is different. Xiao Yun has reached the ultimate level in the Shenqiao realm, and whether it is mental power or magical power, he is stronger than Ye Dadao, but his spiritual power is not as strong as Ye Dadao.

Therefore, the two of them fought fiercely, and they were evenly matched.

Ye Dadao couldn't do anything to Xiao Yun.

"Is the Cave Heaven Realm so weak?" Xiao Yun fought with Ye Dadao while mocking with disdain: "If I were in the Cave Heaven Realm, killing you would be as easy as slaughtering a dog. You are really a waste."

Ye Dadao roared again and again. He was the holy son of the Holy King Sect. How had he ever suffered such humiliation? He was so angry that his roar burned the entire sky.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a huge beam of light suddenly burst out from Ye Dadao's mouth. It was a golden holy sword, showing extreme speed, carrying a peerless edge, shattering the void, and killing Xiao Yun.

"boom!"

The black sword river controlled by Xiao Yun was directly torn apart by this knife. The terrifying peerless edge cut into his golden bell, leaving a blood mark on his chest and almost cutting him in two.

Xiao Yun's expression changed slightly and he quickly retreated, looking at the golden holy sword in front of him in shock.

He didn't expect Ye Dadao to have such a terrifying magic weapon.

"How is it? You didn't expect it, did you?"

Ye Dadao looked at Xiao Yun opposite him from a distance, and said with a proud face: "When I was born, in addition to showing the vision of the ancient saint, I also had an accompanying holy sword, which is this sword. This is a holy weapon. It’s just that it’s not unblocked for the time being, but even so, it’s enough to greatly increase my combat power.”

Xiao Yun was shocked when he heard this. He turned out to be a holy soldier. Isn't that on the same level as the Phantom Demon Tower?

He had heard that a saint could easily destroy a kingdom by using the Magic Tower, which was simply a nuclear weapon.

Fortunately, Ye Dadao's companion holy sword has not been unsealed. It seems that Ye Dadao's cultivation is not enough. It is estimated that he will have to wait until he becomes a holy son to unblock this holy sword.

Xiao Yun suddenly calmed down in his heart. He looked at the proud Ye Da Dao opposite him and couldn't help but sneered: "Very good. After I kill you, this knife will be mine. I have to say, you are really my lucky star. Not only did he help me complete the task of system release, but he also gave me a holy sword, and Shancai Boy was nothing more than that."

Ye DaDao's face darkened when he heard this. Xiao Yun's words were so arrogant that he actually wanted to kill him and seize the sword. He was extremely angry. He held the golden holy sword in his hand, activated the power of the seven caves, and slashed towards Xiao Yun. Come and kill.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yun did not dare to be careless, he pinched the invincible fist seal, raised his whole body strength, and made the light of his fist illuminate the whole world, making the heaven and earth blazing, and he hit Ye Dadao's holy sword heavily.

The collision between the two was like a thunder exploding in the sky, shaking the surrounding mountains for a while, and the terrifying energy was like a huge wave in the vast sea, sweeping in all directions.

"Boom!"

The whole sky was shaking and restless, as if the space was broken.

Below Xiao Yun and Ye DaDao's fierce battle, big trees rose from the ground and exploded into pieces in mid-air. Huge cracks spread out like spider webs on the ground, revealing a horrific scene like the end of the world. .

The battle between the two of them was so terrifying that it almost flattened the ground.

"Buzz!"

Ye Dadao's eyes were cold, and his handsome face was shrouded in a chill. His whole body was blazing with light, and his body shot out like a sharp arrow, streaking a golden rainbow in the sky.

"Kill!" Ye Dadao suddenly raised the holy sword in his hand, and the blade burst out with bright golden light, stirring up a thousand-foot-long peerless sword light, and struck Xiao Yun fiercely.

This knife was very terrifying, as if it had torn the world apart. The peerless sharpness formed a terrible storm of knife energy, sweeping in all directions and cutting the surrounding ground into tofu pieces.

"Invincible Fist Seal!"

Xiao Yun roared and felt Ye Dadao's amazing combat power. He no longer hid his strength and directly activated the Dao Dao Mark, making the golden fist seal even more unparalleled, like a golden ancient sacred mountain suppressing it.

"boom!"

When Ye Dadao's golden holy sword struck Xiao Yun's golden fist seal, he was so shocked that he trembled and fell back. The bright fist seal rushed over like a sun, and then exploded with unparalleled energy. Suddenly it surged like a tidal wave.

"ah……"

Ye Dadao screamed and was thrown backward by this powerful energy. The golden holy sword in his hand flew out. His face turned pale, he spurted blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground hard, making a big hole. .

"Uh-huh!"

Xiao Yun stepped on the Golden Dragon Sword very fast, and immediately grabbed the golden holy sword in his hand. He rushed out with his mental strength, trying to suppress the golden holy sword and seize this powerful weapon.

"Get out of my way, that's my holy sword!" On the ground, Ye Dadao saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily.

Xiao Yun looked down at Ye Dadao, urged his mental power to continue to suppress the golden holy sword in his hand, and sneered: "Sorry, it belongs to me now, thank you for sending me the sword from a thousand miles away. When I become an emperor in the future, you will have made an indelible contribution, and someone will write a book about you and make you the protagonist."

Ye Dadao was so angry that he vomited blood. He roared: "You want to become an emperor, you are just dreaming, go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly detonated the mental mark in the golden holy sword, turning into a terrifying mental storm, bombarding Xiao Yun.

However, after detonating the mental mark in the golden holy sword, Ye Dadao also suffered a serious backlash. His mental power was severely damaged, his face became paler, and blood spurted from his mouth, and his expression was listless.

"Hmph!"

In the sky, Xiao Yun snorted coldly. He also felt the powerful mental power coming from the golden holy sword. It was indeed very terrifying. If a genius like Zhao Wuji was suddenly attacked, he would probably be severely damaged in mental power, and might even become an idiot.

Unfortunately, this powerful mental power was like the difference between the Yangtze River and the sea in front of Xiao Yun's mental power. It could not shake his mental power at all.

It took Xiao Yun only a moment to destroy the mental power that came over, and then suppressed the golden holy sword and began to plant his own mental imprint.

From then on, this golden holy sword belonged to him.