Chapter 1037 Killing you is like killing a dog

When the Wu Taoist heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to have heard some kind of big joke. He couldn't help laughing loudly, and instead of being angry, he said happily: "Okay, that's great. This Taoism has been troubled for more than a hundred years." You didn’t arrive, but I didn’t expect you to come to my door yourself. It’s very much what I wanted!”

"Really? That's really a lot of trouble." Ye Chunyang disagreed.

"On that day, there was Ming Yuan and Wu Zhi. Who can protect you today?" Wu Taoist's eyes were cold and biting.

Before he finished speaking, Wu Daoist's aura surged, and the black light sword energy that had just disappeared flickered again, but this time he was not as casual as killing the Blood Demon Sect monk. As soon as the sword energy was released, it immediately turned into thousands of surrounding swords. All around him, there was murderous intent.

Although he has been planning to stir up disputes between the three major factions of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons for more than a hundred years, his cultivation has not declined. Now he has reached the peak of the middle Nascent Soul. His thousand-year cultivation and magical powers are many times stronger than those of monks at the same time.

The Wu Taoist's eyes were cold, and his sword energy flew through the air like lightning.

In an instant, strong winds rose around Ye Chunyang, and the snow under his feet turned into nothingness and evaporated under the cover of the sword energy, and ice shards flew all over the sky.

This scene was like the earth was shattering, and all that could be seen was dense black sword light. With this note, Wu Taoist killed the Blood Demon Sect monk in one breath. Although the latter's cultivation level was far inferior to Ye Chunyang, the situation at this moment also looked quite bad.

"Even monks of the same level may not be able to withstand this sword of ours. Ye Chunyang, I will send you to hell today!" Wu Taoist shouted sharply, with black light on his fingertips jumping like a python, and the sword skills were erratic, and his offensive increased several times. .

But then his expression condensed, and the sword technique paused without warning. A faint light curtain was seen condensing around Ye Chunyang, and then a dazzling purple-gold flame flashed out, and all the sword energy struck unexpectedly. It kept making strange "chichi" noises and turned into thick smoke and disappeared.

Surrounded by the sword energy, Ye Chunyang stood there extremely calmly, with not even a trace of disorder on his sleeves.

The Wu Taoist was shocked.

No one knows the power of this attack better than him. Even a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk who has thousands of years of cultivation like him needs to retreat from the sharp edge. Ye Chunyang is actually unscathed and resolves it so easily, which makes him unbelievable.

"Do you think this attack can still threaten me now?"

A faint voice came out, and Ye Chunyang suddenly took a step forward.

"boom!"

The ferocious aura erupted like a flame, and the void within a hundred feet was shattered into pieces. With him as the center, cracks several feet deep spread crazily throughout the snow-capped mountains.

In just one step, the scene of landslides and earth-shattering was truly realized!

"Now I will kill you like a dog!"

Ye Chunyang's words did not contain any emotion. He walked out step by step in the snow with his hands behind his back, leaving no footprints wherever he passed. Wherever he went, the ground exploded.

The Wu Taoist was secretly frightened when he saw it. No matter from the method Ye Chunyang used to resolve the sword energy just now or the aura bursting out at this moment, he realized that the latter was no longer what he used to be. Seeing him approaching step by step, his pupils could not help but shrink.

"You are so arrogant! I want to see what you are capable of and dare to be so arrogant!"

The Wu Taoist was furious.

After cultivating to such a level, he had not felt this kind of frightening feeling for countless years. At this time, Ye Chunyang made him feel the danger. If he had any reservations today, his end might really be unpredictable.

Ye Chunyang was indifferent. Every time he took a step, a red light flashed all over his body. They were sword auras that were extremely sharp. When he approached the Wu Taoist, a total of eighty-one flying swords hung out.

Seeing this, Wu Taoist felt even more gloomy, and quickly spurted out a breath of spiritual energy.

There was only a muffled buzzing sound, and a silver steel ring floated up and down, and the surrounding silver clouds were steaming. After a slight tremor, it turned into a size of several feet. It slammed down from the mid-air without any warning, and flew towards Ye Chunyang eighty-one times. The sword covered him fiercely.

This is not the first time Ye Chunyang has seen this steel ring. He had fought with it when he was in Taiyuan City, Nanjun. This thing is the natal magic weapon of the Wu Tao people. After years of training, his spiritual power is even better than before, but in terms of attack power, The words are far above the sword energy formed by magic power just now.

Ye Chunyang raised his eyes slightly, with sarcasm flashing across his eyes.

He pointed lightly.

Eighty-one flying swords suddenly gathered together and turned into a giant sword that was three feet high and nine feet wide. It soared into the sky and struck the steel ring in one place like lightning. It was a simple, no-fancy slash.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

Wu Taoist's pupils suddenly shrank. Under Ye Chunyang's sword, the silver clouds around the steel ring flew back and instantly turned into nothingness and evaporated. The ring body was also covered with cracks and eventually turned into powder and shattered.

Connected with the steel ring magic weapon, the Wu Taoist immediately felt his energy and blood surge, and the true energy in his body was greatly damaged.

"Have you used up all your magical powers? It's my turn next."

Before Wu Taoist could react, a cold face immediately enlarged sharply in his eyes. The next moment, the giant sword flew upward again, appearing above his head without any warning.

A feeling of cold death surged from the heart of the Wu Tao man. Seeing the giant sword coming, he touched the Qiankun bag without thinking too much. A simple jade talisman flew out of the air, and the magic formula quickly started to move.

This jade talisman seemed to have an extraordinary origin. Under the urging of Wu Daoist's magic power, a thick layer of light immediately lit up, covering his whole body like a substance, and actually stopped Ye Chunyang's flying sword.

There was a crackling sound, and Ye Chunyang's flying sword only produced sparks when it hit the light mask, without affecting the other party at all. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Haha! Ye Chunyang, do you think you can kill me?" Wu Taoist raised his head and laughed wildly, as if he was very confident in the defense of this jade talisman.

Ye Chunyang's face was expressionless.

He glanced slightly, taking a look at the defensive light shield on Wu Daoist's body. After a moment, he twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Since you are so confident, I will let you know how ridiculous your confidence is."

Ye Chunyang patted the spirit beast bag on his waist, and several muffled sounds came out.

The Wu Taoist raised his head in surprise, and suddenly a cloud of insects flew up in the air, spread its wings and circled for several times before covering it down like a dark cloud.

In the midst of surprise, Wu Daoren suddenly heard a strange "click" and "click" sound. When he looked up again, he saw that the surrounding light shields quickly disintegrated under the bite of strange insects, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Eating demon Gu! This is the sacred object of the ancient barbarians, why is it in your hands!" Wu Taoist was horrified.

But before he could get any answer, a cold air suddenly enveloped his body, and the giant sword hanging in the air was no longer hindered by the jade talisman, and it struck down hard again.

This time the giant sword fell at an incredible speed. Wu Taoist had no time to take any precautionary measures. He let out a shrill scream. The Tianling Cap was slashed down by the giant sword. With another roll, the whole head turned into blood foam and exploded. When he opened it, his body was split in half and fell into a puddle of flesh in the snow.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

A ray of Nascent Soul flew out of the bloody ground, with a sinister and vicious look on its face, but it did not dare to stop for a moment, and used its escape technique to quickly fly towards the sky.

"Hmph, do you think there is still a chance to escape at this moment?"

Watching Wu Taoist's Nascent Soul fleeing, Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm. He opened and closed his hands, the giant sword divided again, and eighty-one sword lights formed a large thousand sword array and went straight to the sky to pursue him.

But something happened suddenly.

Suddenly there was a loud rumbling sound from the top of the snow mountain, and black lightning fell from the sky. Then an astonishing spiritual pressure surged like an overwhelming mountain, and when Ye Chunyang chased him with his sword, he suddenly covered the Wu Taoist Nascent Soul. Next, there is a strong possibility of rescuing him.

Feeling the familiarity of this spiritual pressure, Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, a black spot appeared in his sight the next moment. It was still at the edge of the horizon at first, but appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, as if traveling through space.

"Junior Brother Wu!"

The person who came was none other than Nangong Xie, the great elder of the Qianxu Sect. When he saw that the Wu Taoist's body was chopped into pieces, leaving only a Nascent Soul flying away, his expression changed drastically. Looking at Ye Chunyang who was making a hand to drive the sword again, his heart suddenly became furious.

Ye Chunyang's expression darkened, he didn't expect to alarm this old monster.

However, he was not surprised. With a status like Wu Taoist, he would definitely leave the soul card or other things related to his mind in the sect. Once something happened to him, the sect would receive the news.

Nangong Xie's ability to arrive at this time was probably due to this relationship.

He looked at Nangong Xie, who was rushing across the void, and then at Yuanying, who was desperately flying away from the Wu Taoist, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

No matter what, the Wu Dao people will die today!

"Senior brother, help..."

Wu Taoist was overjoyed to see Nangong Xie and hurriedly asked for help.

However, as soon as the word "rescue" was spoken, a murderous aura rushed straight from behind, dense flying swords flashed down in the void, and the cold breath suddenly locked onto him.

The Wu Taoist turned around in shock, his eyes almost split open.

The scene was so similar to that of the Blood Demon Sect monk he had just killed!

"stop!"

A low and sharp shout came from high in the air, like thunder, deafening. Nangong Xie's figure also arrived at the same time, and his big hands quickly grabbed the Wu Taoist's Nascent Soul.

But unfortunately it was too late. Just when he stretched out his hand to save the Wu Taoist, there was a sudden sound in his ears, like the sound of rain hitting banana trees, and eighty-one red flying swords pierced the Wu Taoist Yuan Ying one by one. The latter was unable to even utter a single word, and the Nascent Soul was directly divided into corpses and disintegrated like its physical body. Then, many demon-eating Gus gathered around it spread their wings and circled, swallowing it up in one bite.

"you wanna die!"

Seeing the Wu Taoist completely destroyed in front of his eyes, Nangong Xie was so frightened and furious that he stared at Ye Chunyang with his eyes like spitting fire. The big hand that was supposed to save the Wu Taoist turned around and slapped him angrily. And go.

"This old Nangong is a master of the same level as Mingyuan. I haven't been able to compete with him yet, so it's better to leave first."

Seeing the big hand attacking, Ye Chunyang pressed the magic formula, and silver light flashed under his feet.

With a "whoosh", Ye Chunyang immediately turned into afterimages and flew out, appearing several miles away in a flash, and then disappeared directly into the clouds after another flash, leaving Nangong Xie stunned.