Jun Dingtian was completely infuriated by Ye Xiwen. He did not hold back at all. He wanted to eliminate Ye Xiwen in an instant. The sword essences surged and formed an overwhelming momentum, enveloping Ye Xiwen completely, not giving him any chance to breathe.
"Boom!"
Ye Xiwen raised his hand and stabbed with his sword.
"Boom!"
A loud roar swept across the area. Sword Qi and golden Sword Will overflowed in the void. This was a terrifying power that was boiling.
Ye Xiwen's long sword that was condensed from the golden divinity in his hand was destroyed in an instant.
Jun Dingtian's 3,000 Sword Principles were too overbearing. They contained almost all Sword Principles. Any kind of sword essences could be found in his 3,000 Sword Principles. As soon as he attacked, it was overwhelming.
After he attacked with all his strength, Ye Xiwen realized that Jun Dingtian's skill was far above his. Although it was not as exaggerated as 3,000 times, it was far beyond Ye Xiwen's.
He could not believe it at first. With the degree of his Tyrant Body, it could be said to be one of the most perfect bodies in the world. He would not lose to anyone in the same realm. However, he could not catch up with Jun Dingtian's skill.
Jun Dingtian's long sword was only slightly offset by Ye Xiwen's attack, but it still went straight towards Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen took advantage of this slight opening. His body turned into a ball of golden light and dodged the attack.
When he reappeared, he was already far away. His eyes were extremely cold. Jun Dingtian's strength was too strong. He was stronger than anyone he had fought before.
There was a flash of wisdom in his eyes. The mysterious space in his body was constantly analyzing Jun Dingtian's situation. Ye Xiwen wanted to find the reason why Jun Dingtian was so overbearing.
He did not believe that Jun Dingtian's physique cultivation technique was so much more overbearing than the Tyrant Body. How could it contain such a powerful skill?
It was almost impossible for someone at the peak of the Profound Life Realm to do so.
There must be some special method.
Jun Dingtian did not give him any chance to breathe. He attacked again with his sword. The 3,000 Sword Principles were like the sands of the Ganges River. They were dense and endless. They swept over in an instant.
Endless Sword Qi surged out from his body.
"This won't do. I won't be able to analyze anything like this. I can only fight him with all my strength. Only then will I be able to discover the secret of his strength. Only then will I be able to improve further!" Although Ye Xiwen was facing such a tyrannical attack, his eyes were extremely calm, without a trace of panic. It was as if everything in Jun Dingtian was within his calculations. At this moment, he was not like a human at all, but a huge computer, a super computer.
His clothes were cut by the Sword Qi, and the Sword Will condensed from the sword in his hand swept in all directions. It was almost natural, and there were no flaws.
In other words, the Sword Will that he had inherited from the King was not inferior to Jun Dingtian's Sword Will in essence. It was just that he had not perfected it yet. However, there was still a huge gap between their skills.
Every stroke of Jun Dingtian's sword could kill an expert at the peak of the Profound Life Realm. Even an ordinary expert at the peak of the Profound Life Realm would not be able to react in time.
"Clang!"
Ye Xiwen barely managed to block Jun Dingtian's sword. The golden sword in his hand was completely shattered again. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
Everyone's faces were gloomy. At this time, all of their hopes were on Ye Xiwen. If Ye Xiwen couldn't defeat Jun Dingtian, they would probably be annihilated today. The reason why they didn't escape at this time was not because they trusted Ye Xiwen, but because they found that they had been firmly locked by Jun Dingtian's divine thoughts.
They had absolute reason to believe that if they dared to escape, they would probably be killed by Jun Dingtian's sword. Jun Dingtian was only focusing on Ye Xiwen, but it did not mean that he did not have the strength to do so.
They dared not take the risk.
Therefore, at this time, they could only hope that Ye Xiwen could perform amazingly.
However, after seeing Ye Xiwen being sent flying and killed by the sword, everyone's faces suddenly fell. Although they had already expected it, they still could not accept it when they saw it.
Jun Dingtian had hidden his strength before, so they could not see anything. But now, with his full strength, Ye Xiwen, the peerless demon who had fought against two people at once, held back Zhan Ming and Chu Yun, and almost killed them, was actually no match for him.
Their future was simply bleak, but now was not the time to completely lose hope, so they did not take any action yet.
"What should we do? How long can Ye Xiwen last? I have already sent out a distress signal, but even if they know the news, they can't rush over in such a short time. By the time they get here, our corpses will probably be cold for a long time!"
"Although Ye Xiwen is amazing, he is just a mortal after all. How can he be compared with the reincarnation of a god!"
"Yes, the reincarnation of such an ancient big shot has all kinds of innate advantages that ordinary people do not have. As long as they get their memories back, their martial arts experience will soon come in handy. For them, the obstacles of the realm do not exist at all. As long as they can quickly accumulate skills, their cultivation can advance by leaps and bounds in a short time!"
"Yes, no wonder we have never heard of Jun Dingtian before. When we were paying attention to him previously, he had just stepped into the Profound Life Realm. How long has it been, and he has actually stepped into the peak of the Profound Life Realm? It's incredible. I have never seen such a terrifying cultivation speed!"
"You overestimate yourself!" Jun Dingtian sneered and blasted Ye Xiwen away with his sword. He felt like he had taken a deep breath and felt much better all of a sudden. The suffocating feeling of being stabbed in the ribs by Ye Xiwen just now was also much better.
His next wave of attack had almost arrived in the blink of an eye, not giving Ye Xiwen any chance to breathe. In terms of martial arts experience, he was much more profound than Ye Xiwen. How could he make such a mistake and let the tiger return to the mountain?
His sword momentum was getting more and more terrifying with each wave. The three thousand sword principles were completely materialized, crushing everything in front of him.
Just when his sword was about to slash Ye Xiwen in half, Ye Xiwen's body suddenly burst with the light of the power of life and death, which turned into a picture scroll to block in front of him.
"Clang!"
A loud roar sounded, and the sword intent slashed the Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern, directly causing violent fluctuations. Even the Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern faintly let out a mournful cry, as if it could feel how terrifying this sword was.
No, if this goes on, even the Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern might not be able to hold on!
Ye Xiwen's eyes were filled with horror. Jun Dingtian's attack was much more powerful than he had imagined, much more powerful than he had imagined.
"Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern, isn't this the magic treasure of that old man? Why is it in your hands? Although it's incomplete, it's enough!" As soon as Jun Dingtian saw the Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern, the distant memory that had been dormant in his mind suddenly awakened. He suddenly remembered the origin of the Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern was a well-known existence even among the divine tools. Even a top figure like Jun Dingtian had heard of it and coveted it.
If it weren't for the fact that the owner of the Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern was so powerful, the Yin Yang Life and Death Pattern would have caused a war.
"Haha, the heavens are really helping me. It seems that the day of my rebirth is just around the corner!" Jun Dingtian laughed to his heart's content. He was really lucky today. He didn't expect to get the flag of the Lord of Darkness and the Yin Yang Illustration of Life and Death.
It seemed that there was always a way out.
He had already proven his Dao, yet he had still died. This was undoubtedly a huge blow to him, who had his eyes on the top of his head. Every person who could prove their Dao was not only skilled in martial arts and had reached the acme of perfection. More importantly, every one of them had a long luck and could survive after experiencing all kinds of battles.
However, once a god fell, it meant that their boundless luck had been used up, and it was extremely difficult to make a comeback.
Although his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, as if he was sitting on a rocket, he actually didn't have much confidence that he could prove his Dao again.
Luck was something that was hard to predict. If the heavens didn't give it to you, it would be useless no matter how hard you worked.
Now that he was able to obtain two incomplete divine tools, it was enough to prove that the heavens still cared for him. How could he not be happy?
Although he hadn't gotten his hands on the two incomplete divine tools, to him, they were already in the bag. The only difference was when he would get them.
"If you want to get them, exchange them with your life!"
Just when he was feeling proud, Ye Xiwen's cold voice suddenly appeared behind him. He didn't know when, but Ye Xiwen had already touched his back. A terrifying force swept out instantly. The sword intent traversed the sky and directly slammed down on Jun Dingtian's head.
"When? When did he get there?" Everyone was extremely shocked because they didn't realize that Ye Xiwen's movements were so fast. It seemed like he was still far away a moment ago, but suddenly, he was behind Jun Dingtian.
Was there still a possibility of a comeback?
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