Ye Kuang was Ye Xiwen's enemy, but he had to admit that Ye Kuang was much stronger than Ye Xinghe. Ye Kuang was ambitious, ambitious, and ambitious. Moreover, he was very far-sighted. In fact, Ye Xiwen also believed that it might not be a bad idea to let Ye Kuang lead the Ye Clan if it wasn't for the irreconcilable enmity between him and the Demon Suppressing City.
"What?" Ye Xinghe said coldly. His tone instantly turned cold. He was a proud person, and he hated being inferior to others the most.
Over the years, he had been ranked as one of the five hegemons. Even if he was not stronger than the other four, he was not necessarily weaker, even if he was the youngest.
However, this time, he suffered a huge loss in the Royal Court Contest. In the end, he did not enter the top 100. On the other hand, the Ye Clan could be said to have set one of the best records in countless years.
Ye Kuang and Ye Xiwen each took the top spot in a world. Ye Qiong, Brother Ye, Ye Qianqian, Ye Luan, and the others also had decent rankings.
In other words, among the five hegemons of the Ye Clan, only he and Xi Batian had been eliminated. How could the proud and arrogant Ye Kuang accept this? This was the fundamental reason why he came to capture Ye Xiwen personally. He could not bear the fact that Ye Xiwen, the so-called remnant of the Demon Clan, could actually surpass him. Why, why?
Now, Ye Xiwen actually told him that he was far inferior to Ye Kuang. He was instantly enraged, extremely enraged.
"Boom!"
He slashed his sword towards Ye Xiwen, who was rushing over to kill him. Circles of sword-light swept out. Under the pressure of this terrifying sword pressure, the void shattered inch by inch. The sword-light and Ye Xiwen's fist collided fiercely.
"Boom!"
A terrifying collision sound rang out, and a huge crack appeared in the center of the battle. The power that the space could not bear was all distorted, absorbed, and poured into the chaos.
In the midst of the Primal Chaos, this power was nothing at all!
The auras of the two sides strangled each other, and the terrifying power rippled on their bodies, causing their clothes to flutter. Neither side backed down, just like gods and demons.
"Ye Xiwen, you should be proud of yourself for being able to force me to this extent. There has never been a warrior at the fourth level of the Celestial Realm who could make me do this!" Ye Xinghe's voice became colder and colder.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The Zong Sword in his hand began to boil and endless sword-light began to boil, forming a huge storm around him. A huge force swept out from the Zong Sword and filled Ye Xinghe's body. His aura seemed to have risen to another level and was extremely terrifying.
Waves of power were projected, causing Ye Xinghe's figure to stand taller. At this moment, he seemed to be the only overlord in this universe.
At this moment, everyone who had the blood of the Ye Clan in their veins felt a terrifying pressure. It was a pressure that came from the boiling of their blood.
"This Zong Sword … is definitely not an ordinary Zong Sword. Otherwise, how could we be suppressed to this extent with our Celestial Realm cultivation base?"
Generally speaking, as one's cultivation base slowly increased, the influence of the bloodline would become smaller under normal circumstances unless there were some pure-blooded races. This was because they would begin to undergo a rebirth.
The stronger the cultivation base, the smaller the influence of the Zong Sword on them. On the contrary, if one's cultivation base was very low, they could even kill someone with the blood of the Ye Clan with a Zong Sword. It could be said that they would not be able to fight back at all.
Many big shots in the Imperial Clan Court had Zong Swords, but it was obvious that the Zong Sword that Ye Xinghe had was extraordinary.
It was not an ordinary Zong Sword!
His power was getting stronger and stronger, and he immediately slashed at Ye Xiwen with the sword, intending to tear Ye Xiwen into pieces.
"Ye Xiwen, be careful. This Zong Sword is not ordinary. It's the sword of the patriarch of the Imperial Clan Court, and it's the most respected Zong Sword!" At this moment, Ye Qiong, who was not far away, hurriedly shouted and reminded him.
"It turns out to be the patriarch's sword. No wonder!" Ye Xiwen narrowed his eyes. The patriarch was the highest leader of the Imperial Clan Court. His status was comparable to Ye Zhentian's, and he was also one of the most powerful experts in the Ye Clan. The sword beside him was naturally not bad.
"You only reacted now? I think it's a little too late!" At this moment, Ye Xinghe sneered and said, and the sword light instantly tore down.
The sword light blotted out the sky, and the rippling power made it seem like the Heart Severing Sutra.
"What do you mean it's too late? It's not late at all!" Ye Xiwen sneered and finally moved. He grabbed with his big hand, and in an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart. He directly grabbed the sword light on the spot.
"Boom!"
It was another terrifying collision. The sword light constantly splashed on Ye Xiwen's big hand, and the divinity in Ye Xiwen's big hand was also evaporated in waves.
"It's useless. No one can escape from my sword!" Ye Xinghe sneered and looked at Ye Xiwen coldly. His eyes were cold and ruthless. Ye Xiwen had completely infuriated him just now.
The sword light finally cut Ye Xiwen's hand, and it actually cut a red mark on his skin that was as tough as gold and stone. Moreover, it continued to deepen, as if it was going to completely cut off his palm.
At this moment, countless pores in Ye Xiwen's body were spewing out qi from his body. It swept out bit by bit, and condensed into a finger in the void.
"Sky Imprisonment Technique, stay!"
Ye Xiwen's voice was loud and clear. The huge finger pointed out in the air, and the void shattered. Endless sword light was blasted apart wherever it passed. In Ye Xinghe's eyes, the finger turned into a huge cage in the air, and instantly shrouded Ye Xinghe.
"What kind of finger technique is this? Why is it so powerful?" Ye Xinghe was taken aback, but there was no time for him to react at this time. Ye Xiwen's physical body was extremely tyrannical, and he dared to rely on the strength of his physical body to look down on Ye Xinghe. He dared to forcefully fight with him, but Ye Xinghe couldn't do that.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Xinghe stomped his feet, and his body instantly moved hundreds of meters away. He barely avoided the huge finger in the sky, and the terrifying pressure was irresistible.
Ye Xinghe instinctively sensed the horror of the Sky Imprisonment Technique. It could even imprison the sky with one finger.
At this moment, his vision suddenly blurred. Ye Xiwen, who was swept by his sword light and couldn't move forward, had already rushed in front of him. There was also a golden long sword in Ye Xiwen's hand that was condensed from divinity. The sword light cut through the sky, and it slashed at Ye Xinghe's neck as if it was going to cut off his neck.
He suddenly opened his mouth and roared, and a destructive power erupted from his body. The Zong Sword in his hand also soared into the sky, and slashed at Ye Xiwen in an instant. He wanted to kill Ye Xiwen completely.
"Clang!"
The two long swords collided fiercely, and the sword light collided with the sword light. Endless sword aura splashed out, and swept into a storm. The terrifying sword aura tore the void, and directly rushed into the chaos.
"Break for me!" Ye Xiwen roared again. He directly pinched a seal with one hand, and it turned into a mountain that fell toward Ye Xinghe.
"Rippling Mountain Seal, break for me!"
At this moment, the Rippling Mountain Seal fell on Ye Xinghe's body.
"Boom!" Ye Xinghe was immediately caught off guard, and he staggered on the spot, falling several places in the sky.
"How powerful! How can he be so strong!?"
"Am I seeing things? The one who has the upper hand now is actually Ye Xiwen? How is this possible!? "
"Ye Xinghe has never fallen since he was named as one of the Five Hegemons. In terms of strength, it goes without saying. How can he still not be Ye Xiwen's opponent!?"
"Now, the younger generation has stepped into the seventh level of the Heaven Realm one after another. This Ye Xiwen is even more abnormal. I remember that when he first came, he had just stepped into the Law Manifestation Realm not long ago. Now, he is already so powerful. From now on, it will be terrible. He has only been in our Ye Clan for a mere dozen years!"
"I don't know if such a peerless genius will be a blessing or a curse for our Ye Clan!"
"Boom!"
The entire sky trembled wildly, and terrifying fluctuations soared into the sky. Moreover, the clouds in the sky were dispersed. The movement was even greater than before, and it directly caused many old antiques who were in seclusion in the depths of the Ye Clan to react. They wanted to probe with their spirit to find out what was happening.
The endless storm stirred up smoke and dust in the sky, making it difficult for people to see clearly. When everyone could see clearly, they saw an extremely shocking scene. Ye Xinghe, who originally thought that he had the upper hand, looked at Ye Xiwen with a face full of horror. Ye Xiwen's hand directly penetrated the void and grabbed Ye Xinghe's neck. His big hand was like an iron hoop that tightly wrapped around Ye Xinghe's body.
"Ah!" Ye Xinghe screamed. His face was flushed, and his neck was almost broken by Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen was as terrifying as a demon. He grabbed Ye Xinghe's neck as if he was carrying a little chick. The power of the "seal" word constantly seeped out, suppressing all of Ye Xinghe's resistance. Therefore, even if Ye Xinghe wanted to resist, it was useless. There was no way to shake Ye Xiwen at all. He could only be grabbed like a dead dog.
"How … how is this possible!?"
Everyone seemed to be dumbfounded. They looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Who was Ye Xinghe? How could he be so easily grabbed by Ye Xiwen?
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