This Young Marquis's fist directly arrived in front of Ye Xiwen. This was an extremely overbearing fist technique. His fist blasted out and the Zhen Qi within his body was like a flood, rushing out.
Ye Xiwen took a step and instantly launched celestial step. The might of celestial step of Dacheng level instantly manifested. His cyan robe fluttered in the wind and he took mysterious steps to avoid this Young Marquis's fist.
Then, Ye Xiwen shot out his palm and instantly blasted out like a thunderbolt. His palm was wrapped in thundercloud Zhen Qi and instantly burst open. His muscles instantly bulged up with great power.
With a low shout, the Rushing Thunder Hand blasted out in a flash, like a group of thunder and lightning rushing down.
"How is this possible!" The seven youths had an incredulous look on their faces, "How can he be so powerful!"
When the seven youths saw Ye Xiwen's palm, they were suddenly drenched in cold sweat. If their opponent was Ye Xiwen, then they were afraid that they would be blown up in an instant.
It was not that they had never heard that Ye Xiwen had defeated Mo Han, but before that, Ye Xiwen had just made a breakthrough in front of them. In their opinion, even if Ye Xiwen was strong, it was impossible for him to be as strong as the rumors said, comparable to a warrior of Xiao realm, but this time, they had completely overturned their original thoughts.
And this Young Marquis simply did not expect that Ye Xiwen's strength would actually be so formidable. Before, he had always heard from the seven youths that Ye Xiwen was just an undeserved reputation, at most, he was more powerful than these seven youths, that's all, but now that he had seen Ye Xiwen in person, he knew that he was wrong.
Ye Xiwen's tyrannical strength was simply far beyond his imagination. Among the inner disciples, he had only seen Ye Xiwen in the form of a seed disciple.
But this time, he did not have time to complain. He quickly used the 'Embracing the Moon' and instantly, his fist was like a reinforced steel wall.
For others, it was absolutely an impenetrable wall.
"Want to defend?" Ye Xiwen sneered and the Rushing thunder hand unexpectedly sped up a bit, fiercely and accurately, and instantly shot towards the chest of the Young Marquis.
Ye Xiwen's Rushing thunder hand instantly inserted into the Young Marquis's bosom and instantly shot towards the Young Marquis.
"Bang!" A thunderous sound was heard, and the body of the Young Marquis was sent flying high into the sky, and fell heavily to the ground.
That Young Marquis fiercely hit the ground and spouted a mouthful of blood. He looked at Ye Xiwen with a fierce look in his eyes. Suddenly, a cold light flashed from his body and almost like a black light, he instantly arrived in front of Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen was startled, and suddenly realized that this cold light was not a trivial matter. He quickly raised his hand to block, and a Bladelight chopped out.
"Bang!" The Bladelight and that cold light fiercely collided together, and suddenly, Ye Xiwen only felt a huge force gushing out from that cold light, almost making him lose his grip on the long Bladelight.
That cold light fell to the ground, and Ye Xiwen saw it clearly. This was actually a Flying Sword, and it was coming through the air, exuding a faint spiritual pressure. So to say, this was actually a spirit tool. However, that Flying Sword was covered with cracks. That blow just a moment ago had actually completely collapsed the matrix on the Flying Sword, and the sword body had been bombarded with cracks.
Ye Xiwen looked at his own long Bladelight. Unexpectedly, it was the same as before, suffused with a penetrating cold light, without a single crack. Suddenly, he was secretly amazed. He had found this long Bladelight in the cave of the Iron-back Silver Ape. At that time, many weapons had decayed, and only this one had caught his eye. He did not know the origin of this thing, but it was actually so amazing that it had almost destroyed a spirit tool.
Among those weapons, they were generally divided into ordinary weapons, magic weapons, and then spirit tools. And spirit tools were divided into low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, peerless, these four kinds.
Generally, the weapons used by warriors were the so-called ordinary weapons. Generally, warriors of Houtian realm would use them. They were made of ordinary iron and were easily scrapped. They needed to be repaired frequently.
And above ordinary weapons were the so-called magic weapons. Magic weapons were generally used by the masters of peak Houtian realm, as well as the masters of Xiantian fifth stage. They were made of some rare materials, such as hundred-year cold iron and so on. Compared to ordinary ordinary weapons, magic weapons were much stronger.
Incomparably sharp and could cut iron like mud was the general standard of magic weapons. Ye Xiwen had always thought that this long Bladelight was just a magic weapon, because ordinary ordinary weapons simply could not withstand his attacks and were often scrapped. But to say that it was a spirit tool, it did not have the Lingqi of an ordinary spirit tool. Ordinary spirit tools would exude a faint spiritual pressure, but this long Bladelight did not have these characteristics of a spirit tool, so Ye Xiwen only regarded it as an ordinary magic weapon.
But just now, after such a collision, it immediately showed that this long Bladelight was extraordinary. Even a spirit tool had been destroyed by it. The degree of sharpness was not easy to say, but the degree of sturdiness was the best that Ye Xiwen had ever seen.
That flying sword should have been shattered by its own rebounding force!
However, Ye Xiwen immediately thought that this Young Marquis had absolutely not reached the Xiantian sixth stage and could transform Zhen Qi into Zhen Yuan, so how could it be possible for him to manipulate a spirit tool?
Spirit tools had a spirit and could not be manipulated by the masters of Xiantian sixth stage or below, because in order to manipulate a spirit tool, first of all, one must have Zhen Yuan, and only the masters of Xiantian sixth stage or above could transform the original Xiantian Qi into Zhen Yuan, and this Zhen Yuan could truly manipulate a spirit tool.
In other words, this should not be a real spirit tool, but the so-called pseudo-spirit tool. The so-called pseudo-spirit tool was created by the masters of Xiantian sixth stage or above who had opened the spirit of a godly weapon, so it possessed some of the characteristics of a spirit tool. Of course, its might was far inferior to a real spirit tool, but the advantage was that it was very easy to manipulate and even the masters of Xiantian sixth stage or below could manipulate it.
But even so, a pseudo-spirit tool was absolutely priceless. There were tens of thousands of inner disciples, but only one or two hundred of them could possess a pseudo-spirit tool, and only those top disciples, who were also rich in wealth, could possess a pseudo-spirit tool.
That Young Marquis suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. Even if it was just a pseudo-spirit tool, it still needed to entrust a trace of soul to it. This flying sword had been completely destroyed by Ye Xiwen, and the trace of soul inside it had already been completely annihilated during the collision. In addition, he had also been hit by Ye Xiwen's palm, and now, his injuries had worsened, so he simply fainted.
"Young Marquis!" Those seven people suddenly exclaimed, they did not expect that the sneak attack of Young Marquis would actually fail to injure Ye Xiwen. That was a pseudo-spirit tool, but it was actually destroyed by Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen took a step forward and coldly stared at those seven people and said: "Speak, who instructed you to deal with me last time!"
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