It was not strange to die in the Profound Sky Continent, but it was common for one to be injured.
Even for Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, they had the risk of dying after years of fighting. No one could guarantee that they would be the final winner.
However, as a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, he was actually injured by a Natal Opening Realm cultivator. This was unbelievable.
No matter how strong a person was, there would always be a limit. Otherwise, there would not be such a clear distinction between realms in the Profound Sky Continent.
To fight someone of a higher realm, it was easy to say, but to actually do it, it was extremely difficult.
In order to fight someone of a higher realm, one had to have a powerful cultivation technique and a good weapon. There were also various factors, such as the support of a formation and so on.
Looking at his wound and then looking at Ye Fanchen, the old man gradually regained his senses.
"Is this the power of the Extreme State? To actually be able to break through the realms. Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, Qingyun Xian Zun was only at the peak of the late stage of the Natal Opening Realm. However, with the power of the Extreme State, he killed so many people that no one dared to raise their heads. "
The old man looked seriously at Ye Fanchen as he spoke.
Breaking through to the Extreme State was extremely difficult. It was not an exaggeration to say that there was not even one in a million who could do it. Therefore, even the experienced old man had never fought with a Extreme State cultivator before. This was his first time.
The Extreme State was not a secret. In the Profound Sky Continent, as long as one was a high-level cultivator, they would have heard of it. However, hearing about it was one thing, seeing it with one's own eyes was another.
The peak of the late stage of the Natal Opening Realm was already a rare peerless expert in the Profound Sky Continent. Yang Wenyu naturally belonged to that group of high-level cultivators.
After hearing the old man say that Ye Fanchen was a cultivator who broke through to the Extreme State, Yang Wenyu looked at Ye Fanchen in shock.
"I'm very curious. Legend has it that there are millions of ways to reach the Extreme State. What is yours?"
The old man asked Ye Fanchen suspiciously as he took out a very small looking willow leaf knife.
When he saw the old man take out his weapon, Ye Fanchen's expression turned serious. Being a Limiteer didn't mean that he was invincible. He knew very well that there was still a huge difference between their realms.
"This blade is called Disfigurement. It has been with me for more than a thousand years. Who knows how many geniuses have died under it. But I have to say, you are very worthy of me using it to skin you."
The old man looked deeply at Ye Fanchen and said.
With a flash of the blade, everything within a radius of a hundred meters was destroyed. If Yang Wenyu hadn't retreated early with Ye Shiyun and Bai Yumo, the three of them would have died under this blade.
What was a Violet Palace Realm cultivator? At this moment, the old man's performance was incisive and vivid. The incomparably terrifying saber energy suppressed Ye Fanchen to the point that it was difficult for him to even raise his sword.
"Will he be alright?"
Bai Yumo said worriedly as she looked at the ravines created by the old man's saber.
"Don't worry, he will be fine. Don't you think about who he is? If he was so easy to deal with, then he wouldn't have led an era."
Ye Shiyun had incomparable confidence in Ye Fanchen. She firmly believed that Ye Fanchen could definitely defeat this old monster. After all, for thousands of years, there was only one Immortal Qing Yun in the entire Profound Sky Continent.
"Swish swish swish …"
The saber energy was still wantonly. The majestic saber energy that was like a vast ocean continued to fly towards Ye Fanchen as if it was free.
As the saber energy incessantly stirred up dust, Ye Fanchen was completely shrouded in it, and his figure could no longer be seen.
"I hate good-looking people like you the most. Especially people like you who are not only handsome but also talented in martial arts. I hate you even more. Die, all of you can die."
The old man said crazily.
…
Back then, Qingyun Xian Zun's sword could chill the world. Even Kunlun, which was known as the holy land of sword cultivators, paled in comparison to him.
It could be said that he was the benchmark for all sword cultivators in the entire continent. If one were to say that he was the number one sword cultivator in the world, no one would refute that.
Although ten thousand years had passed, the legend of Qingyun Xian Zun was still circulating in the Tianxuan Continent. The most widespread legend was that he claimed to be able to annihilate everything, the ultimate profound of the Luo River Sword Technique, Heaven Fall Yellow Springs …
Heaven Fall Yellow Springs, the unparalleled and endless sword intent would chase you to the end of the Tianxuan Continent. This was the most direct experience of Qingyun Xian Zun's sword.
Although the saber energy was dense, it could not compare to the spring rain. Although the saber energy was majestic, it could not compare to the North Pan River.
Heaven Fall Yellow Springs was unleashed, and the door to the underworld of life and death was opened.
If it was said that he was only shocked when Ye Fanchen injured him, then the old man could not help but recall everything that had happened in the past as he felt his life force rapidly disappearing.
He thought about how he had been ridiculed by outsiders because of his appearance. He thought about how his father had hated him from the bottom of his heart when he was drunk. He then thought about everything that he had done after he had cultivated …
"If there is a next life, can I not be a human?"
The old man died. He died at the hands of Ye Fanchen. Perhaps only Qingyun Xian Zun from ten thousand years ago could do such a thing.
Thinking about how his sword seemed to have cut the entire world in half, Yang Wenyu's heart was still emitting a chill. It was too terrifying. She had cultivated for more than a thousand years, but she had never seen such a terrifying sword.
In front of Ye Fanchen, there was a bottomless, long, and wide gully. Not only Yang Wenyu, but even Bai Yumo and Ye Shiyun could not help but swallow their saliva.
Sword cultivators were actually so terrifying. Yang Wenyu suddenly realized that she was no longer interested in the so-called City Lord's position. The only thing she was interested in now was the man in front of her who looked to be less than thirty years old.
She wanted to know where his bottom line was and how many secrets he had that could shock her.
Tidying up the battlefield, this old monster did not have many runes in his hands. He had probably just planned to attack others when he encountered Ye Fanchen.
After a simple tidying up, Ye Fanchen looked at the woman in front of him strangely.
Actually, the fight just now had a lot to do with her. However, even if he had fought for her, there was no need for him to give all the runes in his hands to her.
"What's wrong? You don't want them? "
Yang Wenyu looked at Ye Fanchen and said.
"Uh … What do you mean?"
Actually, that old monster's eyesight was indeed very good.
Yang Wenyu's appearance was extremely good. Her face was like a hibiscus and her eyebrows were like willows. This sentence was the most appropriate to describe her. Yang Wenyu's appearance was definitely at the level of being able to cause the downfall of a city.
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