Chapter 540
The Ye clan is deadly and forcing them to kill.
The Holy Fighting Method is coming!
Tang Jue is facing the biggest crisis!
Angry, angry, angry!
For the first time in his life, Tang Xuan was furious.
"The Ye clan... you are going too far!"
The Xuanwu treasure wheel was fully activated, and the void reappeared its extraordinary power.
The light was overflowing, and countless Tang Xuan shadows emerged.
Each Tang Xuan condensed a great way that had been cultivated to the extreme.
Wind, fire, earth, water, ice...
Various elements filled the world.
When everyone in the Tang family saw this scene, they were all shocked and shocked.
"My God, are these the great ways that the head of the family has cultivated?"
"Each of the great ways here is enough for a genius to cultivate for a lifetime!"
"After all, the head of the family is the head of the family, and his ability has long surpassed the world!"
Tang Juechen stroked his white beard with a smile on his face.
"Back when he was at the Nine Emperor Thrones, the head of the family had already reached the point of resisting the heaven with his strength! Now he has even reached a point that is difficult for us to reach!"
"That's right!" Tang Xiaoyao added, "Even the Emperor's Road that no one has ever been able to pass through, facing the attack of the Three Sects of Heavenly Dao, Xuan'er can pass through safely!"
"His appearance is destined to break the hegemony of the Ye Clan and the Three Sects of Heavenly Dao!"
"Even if the Fighting Saint Method is the strongest martial art of the Ye Clan, so what? Xuan'er is not afraid, and my Tang Clan is not afraid either!"
The people of the Tang Clan swept away the haze just now, and their eyes were filled with strong confidence.
This confidence was brought to them by Tang Xuan.
As long as Tang Xuan is here, the Tang Clan will not perish.
Under a pair of angry eyes, the ninety-nine Fighting Saint Methods were suppressed forcefully.
Tang Xuan moved his hands.
"The Xuanwu Treasure Wheel breaks the power of heaven! Go..."
With a go, the phantoms of Tang Xuan in the Xuanwu Treasure Wheel raised their hands one after another and played the most powerful avenue.
I saw colorful lights rising into the sky, colliding with the Fighting Saint Method.
Boom boom boom!
The sky cracked, revealing a dark void, and the wind and clouds changed color.
The extreme forces collided with each other, bringing absolute destruction.
The void storm raged, and even if a strong man in the God Realm was touched by it, he would be torn into powder.
Although the Fighting Saint Method was strong, it was still weaker than the Xuanwu Baolun that had been cultivated to the peak, and it was eventually annihilated.
Smoke and dust rose, the vibration stopped, and the world was clear again.
Only Tang Xuan stood proudly in the void, still indifferent.
He slowly raised his head.
"It's rude not to return the favor! Ye Clan, you... also take my move!"
With one hand, he grabbed the virtual sword.
Tang Xuan waved lightly, the mysterious spiritual energy gathered, and then endless sword intent burst out from his body.
Tang Xuan practiced countless martial arts, and any weapon could be picked up at will.
But the strongest of them all was the sword technique.
Sword Qi appeared around his body.
As the breeze blew, it raged between heaven and earth.
Each sword Qi was extremely terrifying and sharp.
The sword intent reached an incredible level.
As the sword Qi became more and more, many of them rubbed against each other while flying, and sparks flew everywhere.
Boom!
The wind swept the fire, and the entire sword formation turned into a sea of fire, like a volcanic eruption.
From a distance, the whole sky was filled with a sea of fire and the sword light was surging.
The powerful edge and murderous intent made people tremble with fear.
"Good... such a strong sword Qi!"
Tang Ao Shi trembled all over.
He was also a swordsman who practiced swordsmanship, and he was born with a sword body. Under Tang Xuan's ten thousand times increase, his sword body evolved again into a sword god.
Tang Ao Shi asked himself if his understanding of swordsmanship had reached its peak.
But the thousands of sword energies that Tang Xuan slashed out.
He couldn't comprehend any of them.
Yes!
Tang Xuan's sword energy had completely surpassed Tang Aoshi's understanding.
"When can I catch up with the master of the family? The gap is too big!"
Tang Aoshi clenched his fists, and the sword intent in his pupils was looming.
Was it the inspiration brought to him by the incredible sword energy.
Or was it the shock beyond imagination.
Or was it the despair of whether he could see Tang Xuan's back in his lifetime.
Tang Aoshi had mixed feelings in his heart.
"I think... you chose the wrong person to pursue!"
Tang Qitian patted Tang Aoshi's shoulder with pity.
"Don't compare with the master of the family. Anyone who compares with the master of the family will not have a good end!"
Tang Aoshi's face froze, and then he laughed awkwardly.
He let out a long sigh, and the depression in his heart gradually disappeared.
"Yeah, why should I think too much and compare myself with the head of the family!"
Tang Qitian's eyes were full of admiration.
"There is a kind of person who is born to be a superior existence!"
Not only Tang Qitian and Tang Aoshi, but all the Tang family members have the same look.
This is an absolute madness for Tang Xuan.Hot.
No matter what situation he faces, Tang Xuan will not lose.
The sword intent has accumulated to the limit, and Tang Xuan pointed his finger.
"Go!"
The virtual sword flew out of his hand, tearing the sky, and then the sea of fire sword energy penetrated the void and disappeared at the end.
...
The ancestral land of the Ye clan!
Ye Du, the elder of the Ye clan, frowned.
"Strange, the breath of the Fighting Saint Law disappeared, what's going on!"
Just now, he felt that the Fighting Saint Law he had played disappeared.
It's incredible!
"Has that kid been killed?"
Ye Du muttered to himself.
He firmly believed that there was no power in the world that could destroy the Fighting Saint Law.
If it disappears, there is only one possibility.
Tang Xuan was torn and shattered.
"The big worry is gone, the Ye clan can rest assured!"
Ye Du smiled.
"That kid can force me to use the Holy Fighting Method, and he died with honor!"
Just when Ye Du was relaxing.
The sky above the ancestral land of the Ye clan suddenly trembled, and then large cracks appeared, as if something was about to drill out of the sky.
The huge shattering sound immediately alarmed all the people of the Ye clan.
They all looked up.
"Hey, what's going on? Why are there space cracks above the sky?"
"The sky of my Ye clan is a hundred times that of the outside world. It's not easy to tear it apart!"
"What is it?"
Just when everyone in the Ye clan was in doubt, the sky shattered with a bang, and then a long sword shot towards the ancestral land of the Ye clan.
The face of the great elder Ye Du sank.
"How dare you, who dares to disrespect my Ye clan!"
He shouted angrily and directly used the secret move of the Ye clan.
The spiritual energy turned into a terrifying big hand and grabbed the long sword.
However, a crackling sound was heard.
The spiritual hand that Ye Du had condensed was actually torn apart directly.
"What..."
Before everyone could be shocked, the long sword fell from the sky like a meteor and fiercely pierced in front of the Ye clan's ancestral hall.
Crack!
The earth cracked, the air waves overflowed, and the entire ancestral hall shook.
The eyes of the great elder Ye Du condensed.
"Not good, act quickly, suppress this sword, and don't let my Ye clan's ancestral hall get hurt!"
The ancestral hall represents the highest honor and the highest face of the clan. If it is overturned, the Ye clan will never be able to raise its head again in the future.
The gathered luck of the heaven will also disappear.
I saw many masters of the Ye clan attack together.
Each of them is a top-notch god-level powerhouse. In the outside world, they are masters who can tremble the sky with a stomp of their feet.
There are more than thirty people in the true god realm alone, not to mention the pseudo-god realm.
Under the suppression of the crowd, the power of the virtual sword was suppressed.
Ye Du smiled coldly.
"You want to shake my Ye clan with just a sword? What a joke!"
Just as he finished speaking.
A terrifying flame spurted out from the void channel.
In the flame, ten thousand swords descended!
