The killing intention in Ye Xiwen's heart was not concealed at all, it should be said that the killing intention of both sides was not concealed at all. Feng Kong was used to being overbearing and no one had ever dared to do anything to him, even those stronger than him had to take into account the existence of the eighth prince. In the future, the eighth prince was bound to become a formidable existence, even someone like Qi Feifan was not willing to kill him directly because no one could predict what would happen in the future unless Ye Xiwen was prepared to kill Feng Kong and then turn around to look for the eighth prince and kill him.
But in that case, it was impossible for the imperial clan to not have any reaction, because in the imperial clan, there were more than one or two old fogies who favored the eighth prince.
If there were no such people, then with the arrogant and despotic character of the eighth prince, he would have already been killed a thousand times.
Because of the existence of these old fogies, Qi Feifan, who was the elder of the eighth prince's generation, was not allowed to kill him, and the eighth prince was indeed a peerless hero, almost no one in the same generation could rival him, which made him more and more overbearing.
But Ye Xiwen was different, he and the eighth prince were of the same generation, even a little younger, if he really beheaded the eighth prince, then even if the people of the royal clan came to find him, the elders of Yi Yuan School would also have a reason to take action, because too many people of the same generation had died, generation after generation, how many people had died? Qi Feifan was invincible in his generation, and he had killed many people of the same generation. It was not that there were no heroes in that generation, but Qi Feifan was too strong.
All the disciples of Yi Yuan School were looking at Ye Xiwen with expectant eyes. Now, no matter what their previous impression of Ye Xiwen was, they all hoped that Ye Xiwen could win. Only when Ye Xiwen won this battle, the disciples of Yi Yuan School would be able to hold their heads high.
The arena was cast from the seabed and was incomparably solid, even if it was a battle between truth level masters, it would be difficult to damage it. At this time, the imposing aura of both of them was unscrupulously released.
On one side, Hua Menghan had already left the arena and was watching the battle from the viewing area.
Originally, the disciples of Yi Yuan School were quite worried about Ye Xiwen, because Feng Kong had been famous for more than ten years, although he was a subordinate of the eighth prince, but his strength was well-known, even if he was slightly worse than the eighth prince, but in the younger generation, it was still difficult to find a worthy opponent.
But now, when they saw that Ye Xiwen's imposing aura was not the slightest bit inferior, everyone was suddenly pleasantly surprised. Ye Xiwen had surprised them again and again. The last time was no exception, and this time was no exception.
Especially on the high platform, Qi Feifan was looking at Ye Xiwen's performance. It seemed as if he had already expected this and wasn't too surprised.
"I didn't expect Ye Xiwen's imposing aura to be so strong. It seems that Ye Xiwen had a fortuitous encounter during this period of time!"
"Is this Ye Xiwen the chosen one? His cultivation has soared to this level in such a short period of time. One year ago, he was nothing, but now, he has become an outstanding figure among the younger generation. He is even catching up with Qi Feifan and the others!" "That's right.
Everyone discussed animatedly.
"Do you have any last words?" Feng Kong stared at Ye Xiwen coldly and said.
"I should be the one saying this to you. Whether it's you or the eighth prince, you'll regret choosing me as your stepping stone!" The killing intention in Ye Xiwen's chest was boiling. The other party's overbearing attitude had thoroughly enraged Ye Xiwen. If they wanted to kill him, then they would have to see if their swords were fast enough!
"Then I'll send you on your way!" Feng Kong gave a loud roar and instantly shot out the long sword in his hand. Endless Swordlight bloomed in the void and dazzling rays of light appeared. The air vibrated and the 'Kill intention' was boiling in the air. That terrifying Swordlight fiercely scattered in the void and turned into thousands of swords. Tens of thousands of swords simultaneously chopped down towards Ye Xiwen and instantly slid down towards Ye Xiwen.
The arena itself was not big, but so many swords instantly filled the entire arena and directly formed a sea of swords. The Swordqi was fluttering in the air. This was a kind of sea of swords, a world of swords. These countless swords formed a huge storm of swords at this moment, and swept towards Ye Xiwen. Anyone would shudder in the face of this storm of swords condensed from countless swords.
Feng Kong didn't hesitate to use his killing move. The swordlight was incomparably terrifying and could sweep away everything in its path.
Ye Xiwen was wearing a cyan robe and in the midst of this storm of swords, he looked like a small boat that could be submerged at any time.
Ye Xiwen stood with his hands crossed behind his back. A huge coiling dragon soared into the sky and circled around Ye Xiwen to protect him.
Dense Rain Cloud!
The storm of swords arrived in an instant and directly beheaded the dragon. It seemed like Ye Xiwen wanted to complete the magnificent feat of slaying a dragon.
Ye Xiwen's coiling dragon roared again and again. Its four claws shot out in a mysterious trajectory and tore apart the storm of swords so that it couldn't get close to Ye Xiwen's body.
The storm of swords engulfed everything and the roar of the coiling dragon shook the sky. Both sides were like two terrifying torrents and fiercely collided with each other.
The storm of swords didn't stop, but at this time, Feng Kong once again moved. The sword in his hand instantly turned into a terrifying Swordlight and instantly cut through the void. It streaked across the storm of swords and pierced towards the reverse scale of the coiling dragon like a dazzling cold light.
Dragons had a reverse scale, and those who touched it would be enraged. Similarly, the reverse scale was a dragon's fatal weakness.
"Today, I will slay the dragon and wash away your sins with your blood." Feng Kong shouted.
Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect that the battle between these two would turn out to be so terrifying. Many true disciples swallowed a mouthful of saliva and secretly thought that these two were evildoers, too terrifying. If they were in Ye Xiwen's place, they would have already been beheaded.
True disciples were also divided into different levels of strength. There were peerless masters like Qi Feifan and there were also peerless masters like Luo Yifan who had just stepped into the truth realm.
Although Ye Xiwen and Feng Kong were not the strongest among the true disciples, but such a battle was enough to alarm countless people.
"You want to slay the dragon?" Ye Xiwen sneered and stretched out his hand, which instantly turned into a dragon claw and went straight towards that cold light.
"Boom!" With a loud sound, a huge storm of energy swept out, but Ye Xiwen actually managed to grab that cold light.
"If you can do this, then don't blame me." Ye Xiwen sneered and directly crushed Feng Kong's divine sense on the sword, then stood up and said, "Then I will let you see what is the real swordsmanship!"
"Boom!" A terrifying sword intention instantly swept out from Ye Xiwen's body, and an incomparably sharp sword intention soared into the sky. In an instant, it rushed out of the sea of swords that had covered the sky, and those delusions of sword-qi that tried to block it evaporated in an instant.
"Ah, how is this possible, this kind of sword intention, I am afraid that many warriors who have been using swords for their whole life don't have it!"
"Isn't Ye Xiwen a blade user? How come his swordsmanship is so powerful! "
"This Feng Kong is incomparably overbearing, and this Ye Xiwen is also an unruly master, he actually intends to use Feng Kong's best swordsmanship to fight back, this is a blatant humiliation to him!"
Many disciples were shocked by the sudden appearance of Ye Xiwen's swordsmanship, because they clearly heard that Ye Xiwen was clearly a master of blade, so how could he suddenly use swordsmanship?
It was not that Ye Xiwen couldn't use a sword, many people had learned a lot of martial arts, but generally, they would only be proficient in one or two martial arts. Ye Xiwen could learn swordsmanship and even be proficient in swordsmanship, but now that he was able to burst out such a terrifying sword intention, it was not just proficient in swordsmanship, it was simply shocking.
In fact, they didn't know that there was a mysterious space in Ye Xiwen's mind. For Ye Xiwen, as long as he had enough spirit stones, it wasn't a problem to practice a martial technique to an extremely profound level. And now, Ye Xiwen didn't lack spirit stones at all. It could be said that he had suddenly become rich. With these spirit stones, he could quickly accumulate his sword skills.
For others, they might need to specialize in one path for their whole life, but for Ye Xiwen, he was walking on the path of martial arts, whether it was sword, blade or palm, for him, it was just an assistant to climb to the peak of martial arts, and it could not affect his future.
This mysterious space gave him the confidence to pursue all kinds of martial arts.
And the source of this Sword Intention was very simple, it was the terrifying Sword Intention that he had seen on the seabed. From the moment he had seen it, he had firmly branded it in his mind, and using the mysterious space in his mind to crazily operate, he was trying to analyze the secrets of this Sword Intention.
However, this' Sword Intention 'was too terrifying and too profound. Even now, Ye Xiwen had no way to completely deconstruct it. The dreadful degree of this' Sword Intention 'was not even one ten-thousandth of the dreadful' Sword Intention 'of the' Divine Sense ', but Ye Xiwen felt that it was enough to deal with Feng Kong.
"Ah!" Feng Kong let out a long and angry roar because he instantly understood the purpose of Ye Xiwen's use of Sword Dao, which was to slap his face, humiliate him, and step on his head with one foot.
Weren't they arrogant? Then Ye Xiwen was even more arrogant than them!
Weren't they overbearing? Then Ye Xiwen was even more overbearing than them!
Didn't they like to trample on other people's dignity? Then Ye Xiwen would trample on their dignity!
He would trample on them like ants, and tell them that in fact, they were nothing!
This was a kind of invincible confidence, a confidence that could defeat any opponent.
Ye Xiwen instantly attacked, and his long sword danced, releasing a sword intention, which simply did not pay attention to swordsmanship or swordsmanship, it was completely a kind of insolence, and every time the sword intention swept out, it would directly sweep away a part of the sea of Swordqi.
Ye Xiwen's speed was too fast. His sword intention was invincible, and within a few breaths, he had swept away all the Swordqi that was closing in on him.
Ye Xiwen condensed Zhen Yuan into a coiling dragon to protect his body, and without any worries, he rushed into the sea of Swordqi and swept away all the Swordqi around him.
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