The outcome of the battle between the Old head and the specter of the sage realm was about to be decided. The Old head was advancing courageously. His sword strikes were simple, but they contained the essence of the Great Way. Each sword strike was accompanied by a terrifying Swordqi that could crush a large area of the void.
On the other side, the specter of the sage realm also roared. The devil spear was like a dragon, and it was contending against the Old head. The destructive power of the battle between the two sage experts was enough to crush the void. Both of them had a tacit understanding with each other. Both of them went all the way to the sky. Even a legendary expert's eyesight could barely see a little bit.
Ye Xiwen condensed his divinities into his eyes, and suddenly, it was as if he had opened the Heavenly Eye. He instantly saw that the Old head was like an arrow at the end of its flight. His hair was in a daze, and his breathing was rapid. It seemed that he could be defeated at any time.
On the other side, the specter of the sage realm was getting stronger and stronger. Even Ye Xiwen was somewhat worried. If the Old head was defeated, then the Old head would face the situation of being swept away by the specter of the sage realm.
The strength of a sage expert was too strong. One must know that a legendary expert was enough to run amuck in the 10 countries of the Southeast region. In fact, they could even be called a king or an ancestor. Let alone a sage expert. Perhaps there were sage experts in the top ranked forces of the 10 countries of the Southeast region!
A sage expert was enough to promote the entire sect to the top of the ten countries of the Southeast region. In fact, it was enough to dominate the entire Great Yue State. It was no longer the case of five sects running neck and neck with each other.
However, Ye Xiwen had never heard of the existence of a sage expert in the Yi Yuan School before this. In fact, the only sage expert known to the people of the Yi Yuan School was the founder of the Yi Yuan School.
But thinking about it, it was normal. The Old Sect Leader's situation was most likely as the Sage Realm Specter had said. He had used some method to slow down the consumption of his life to live until now. Otherwise, with the Old Sect Leader's situation, it was impossible for him to live from more than a thousand years ago until now.
Obviously, the high-level experts wanted to use the Old head as a trump card instead of an ordinary deterrent force.
"Boom!" Ye Xiwen formed a seal with both of his hands, and the Hanshan seal fiercely smashed down. It rose up against the wind, and became bigger and bigger. It instantly smashed into the midst of the devil army, and immediately caused heavy casualties.
The devil experts directly ignored Ye Xiwen. It was not that they didn't want to kill Ye Xiwen, but when they saw Ye Xiwen fighting two legendary level masters at the same time, he was actually able to catch them in one fell swoop. This kind of terrifying fighting strength had subdued the vast majority of devil experts. They didn't know that Lu Hongwei and Lu Hongwei were suppressed by Ye Xiwen's Tianyuan mirror, which allowed Ye Xiwen to fight two legendary level masters at the same time.
They didn't know the details of this matter. They only felt that Ye Xiwen was simply indomitable. Ordinary people simply didn't dare to approach him.
However, Ye Xiwen's attention was still focused on the old head and that sage realm devil shadow.
"Old man, today is the day you die!" The Saint realm demonic shadow laughed arrogantly. The long spear in his hand exploded with tens of thousands of rays of light. They were like poisonous snakes, instantly piercing forward. Each of the poisonous snakes was covered in poison, corroding the space and crushing the universe. It was exceptionally terrifying.
The old head's complexion didn't change. He just kept coughing and blood splashed out. However, the long sword in his hand didn't slow down at all. No matter how many spear shadows filled the sky, I only need one sword to break ten thousand laws. This was the obsession of all sword cultivators, one sword to break ten thousand laws!
"Boom!"
The old head's sword shadow seemed ordinary. It was only a sword strike, but it burst out with a dazzling radiance. It seemed as if it could sweep away everything and instantly defeated those spear shadows. The spear shadows that filled the sky were instantly cut down by that ordinary sword shadow.
The sage realm devil shadow couldn't hide a trace of surprise in his eyes. However, there was no time for him to be surprised at this time. In a split second, the old head's sword had already chopped down.
"Dang!"
The Return to One Sword technique burst out with a terrifying power in the hands of the old head and instantly rippled on the demon spear in the hands of the sage realm devil shadow.
The terrifying power passed through the body of the spear and instantly cracked the palm of the old head. Even the spear almost fell out of his hand.
However, the long sword was faster and almost instantaneously, a sword-light flashed across his neck.
"How can this be!" The sage realm devil shadow said in disbelief.
"Boom!" The tall body of the specter collapsed with a loud bang, and its head separated from its body. The old head held the head of the specter in his hand and walked down from the sky step by step. However, Ye Xiwen could see that the complexion of the old head had instantly become old and withered. His skin had become dry and cracked, just like the bark of an old tree. His stature had also become even more bleak, and even his hands and feet were slightly trembling.
Many disciples of Yi Yuan School were crying. The old head had reached the end of his life and everyone could see that he was crying.
"All-out counterattack!" A roar came from the depths of Yi Yuan School and dozens of figures jumped out from the depths of Yi Yuan School. They were led by the head of Yi Yuan School, Wu Potian. At this time, Wu Potian's whole body was covered with blood and behind him were either the deputy head or the Taishang elders. All of them were legendary level masters, but at this time, each of these dozens of people had more or less injuries on their bodies, one of them had an arm that had been blown off and was bleeding profusely.
Obviously, they had also experienced a fierce battle. At this time, the disciples of Yi Yuan School didn't care about why these Taishang elders weren't present at the most critical time. Now that the enemy's sage realm expert had been beheaded, the entire devil coalition army was in an uproar. They had never thought that a sage realm devil expert would be beheaded by a seemingly weak old man. Their morale had suddenly plummeted.
Especially the coalition army, they were not very united. This time, they were even more chaotic. It was unknown when the entire coalition army began to retreat, and fled all the way back to the crack in the space.
The morale of Yi Yuan School's disciples instantly rose and they began to counterattack.
"Master Ancestor!" Wu Potian saw the appearance of the old head, and suddenly knelt on the ground and burst into tears. He still remembered that he had received guidance from the old head when he was young. Later on, he had advanced by leaps and bounds, and had become the head of Yi Yuan School. Now, seeing the old head in such a state, it was difficult for him to suppress his emotions.
The eyes of many Taishang elders who were standing behind him were also red. The old head had lived for more than a thousand years. These Taishang elders were awe-inspiring in front of the people. However, they had also received guidance from the old head when they were still disciples. Only they knew about the existence of the old head.
In their hearts, the prestige of the old head was even higher than that of the founder of the Yi Yuan School.
"Idiot!" The old head put aside the head of the sage expert and landed on a mountain peak. Naturally, some people specially collected the corpses of the sage experts. These corpses were priceless treasures that could be refined into terrifying magic weapons.
The old head sighed and said: "In life, birth, old age, illness and death are common things. Although we warriors are known to fight against the heavens, but who has been able to do so since ancient times? Moreover, I should have died more than a thousand years ago. Now, I have lived for more than a thousand years, and I have already gained a lot of benefits."
"Master Ancestor, you can't die, Yi Yuan School can't do without you!" Wu Potian cried and said. He was a grown man, and he was crying like this, but no one made fun of him because other people were also crying. Many disciples of Yi Yuan School were also wailing.
The old head just shook his head and said: "Each generation of Yi Yuan School is stronger than the previous one. I don't have anything to be dissatisfied with. It can be said that I am worthy of the founder of the past generations. It's time to end this!"
The aura of the old head was getting weaker and weaker.
Scenes of the past seemed to appear in front of his eyes. He was originally a very ordinary true disciple, but because of the unexpected death of a large number of masters of Yi Yuan School, he was pushed to the front of the stage.
His peaceful life was also disrupted.
In that turbulent era, he had gone on expeditions to the East and the West, and after many life and death battles, he had re-established the status of Yi Yuan School and brought it back on the right track. He had lost too much.
His closest relatives, brothers, masters, lovers, one by one, their faces flashed in front of his eyes.
He left without a sound. The old Sect Leader's skinny body instantly turned into dust and disappeared into the void.
The old head had passed away in meditation!
No one continued to cry. Wu Potian stood up, gritted his teeth and roared: "Kill, let these devil bastards pay the price!"
Ye Xiwen also restrained his heavy mood. It was the old head's own choice to pass away. Although Ye Xiwen and the old head did not have any interaction, but Ye Xiwen could not help but respect him.
Ye Xiwen, the wolf cub, Ye Shu and the others directly flew back to the Qianyu peak. At this time, the Qianyu peak was no longer as tranquil as it used to be. Instead, it looked like a fairyland on earth. At this time, the entire place was filled with killing Qi and all kinds of offensive mechanisms had been activated. It was like a war machine.
With Ye Xiwen personally coming back to assume command of Qianyu peak, there was no need to talk about the might of Qianyu peak. It was like a tyrannical tank, rolling over all the devils in its path. A legendary devil wanted to stop Ye Xiwen, but Ye Xiwen did not care and directly crashed into it, crushing it into pieces.
"Kill, directly attack the devil lair!" Ye Xiwen sat on the main seat and roared.
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