Chapter 51
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Ye Mo was only a Spirit Cultivating First Realm martial artist. How could he make a Spirit Cultivating Sixth Realm martial artist fear him?
However, Ye Dalong was still as cold as ever. The treasured sword in his hand swung out once again. Three sword shadows condensed incomparably, like three real treasured swords. The sword shadows overlapped one another, and the momentum was like a rainbow. This time, it was even more powerful than the previous attack.
The disciples of the Spirit Cultivating Fourth and Fifth Realm breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the attack. Ye Dalong had returned to his peak strength. This attack was incomparable to the one he had used against Ye Mo previously.
"Twin Dragons Playing with a Pearl!"
Facing the incoming Six Pillar Sword Technique, Ye Mo's expression did not change. He spun the Formation-Breaking Spear in his hand a few times, got into a horse stance, and thrusted the spear forward. This time, two spear shadows appeared, resembling two giant dragons. The dragons merged together and formed a black spearhead. A black light flashed, blinding everyone's eyes.
The spear did not collide with the sword. Instead, it pierced through Ye Dalong's head. Ye Dalong's head exploded like a watermelon.
The spear was longer than the sword. In a head-on clash, the spear had the absolute advantage. This was what Ye Mo had learned from the Formation-Breaking Spear Technique.
Before your sword could reach Ye Mo, Ye Mo had already pierced through your head.
Not to mention the technique of the spear, just the power alone was not something a Spirit Cultivating First Realm martial artist could achieve. The spear had directly smashed the head of a Spirit Cultivating Sixth Realm martial artist. It had not pierced through, but exploded.
Seeing Ye Dalong fall to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face, the Spirit Cultivating Fourth and Fifth Realm disciples of the Ye Clan were all horrified.
Even Ye Tianqiao was surprised that Ye Mo's strength had improved so quickly.
"Looks like you had a lucky encounter in the valley. But your strength is still not enough!" As Ye Tianqiao spoke, he closed his Red Iron Fan and opened it. A huge Red Iron Fan appeared behind him. The huge Red Iron Fan was seven feet tall.
"You think you can kill me with that stupid fan?" Ye Mo sneered. Although he and Ye Tianqiao were on the same level, Ye Mo's weapon and martial techniques were all superior to Ye Tianqiao's.
Ye Tianqiao ignored Ye Mo and laughed mockingly, "I'll let you die along with this valley. Shattering Gale!"
The disciples of the Spirit Cultivating Fourth and Fifth Realm immediately hid behind Ye Tianqiao. The Shattering Gale was Ye Tianqiao's killer move. It covered a wide area, and if they were not careful, they would be caught in the gale. Not even a single strand of hair would be left behind as they would be shredded into pieces.
Ye Tianqiao waved his fan, causing the ground to tremble. Cracks appeared on the ground, and sand was kicked up into the air. Countless wind blades transformed into blades, swords, and spears as they flew towards Ye Mo. Ye Mo looked at the incoming Wind Blades and began to spin the Formation-Breaking Spear in his hands.
Dragon Battles in the Wild!
Ye Mo brandished the Formation-Breaking Spear and formed an absolute defense. With Ye Mo's strength, unless he reached the Spirit Cultivating Eighth Realm, he would not be able to break through Dragon Battles in the Wild's defense.
The wind howled, and the ground was uprooted. The sound of explosions could be heard as the Wind Blades hit the cliff. The cliff began to shake, and it looked like it was going to collapse at any moment.
The Shattering Gale lasted for ten seconds before it stopped. Dust was still everywhere, but half of the cliff had collapsed.
"This Ye Mo is probably nothing more than a pile of ashes now."
"Ye Tianqiao used this technique to kill a Spirit Cultivating Seventh Realm martial artist. No one survived the Shattering Gale."
"I'm talking about the three of you!"
Ye Mo's voice rang out once again, shocking all three of them. Ye Mo was actually unscathed by the Violent Gale? Who is this Ye Mo? How can he be so strong?
They were answered by a spear. Ye Mo dashed out and stabbed the spear towards Ye Tianqiao's throat.
Ye Tianqiao looked at the yellow tip of the spear. It was as if death was calling for him. Ye Tianqiao took a few steps back. Ye Mo twisted the Formation-Breaking Spear and slapped the handle with his left hand. The spear shot out like an arrow. Ye Tianqiao's eyes widened, and he blocked the attack with his Red Iron Fan.
The Formation-Breaking Spear hit the Red Iron Fan, and a huge force surged into it. Ye Tianqiao was sent flying backwards. Ye Mo waved his right hand, and the Formation-Breaking Spear returned to his hand. He spread his wings like a roc, and the shadow of the spear pierced through Ye Tianqiao's head.
"Don't kill me!"
There was no way Ye Mo would beg for his life. If Ye Mo was weak, would they let him go?
Pow!
Ye Tianqiao's head exploded like a watermelon.
Ye Mo turned to look at the two Spirit Cultivating Fourth and Fifth Realm Ye Clan disciples. The two disciples were dumbfounded. They thought that Ye Mo would be killed by the Shattering Gale, but Ye Mo survived and even killed Ye Tianqiao.
Ye Tianqiao was a Spirit Cultivating Seventh Realm martial artist, and yet he was killed by Ye Mo. The two disciples could not believe their eyes.
A Spirit Cultivating First Realm martial artist had killed a Spirit Cultivating Sixth Realm martial artist and a Spirit Cultivating Seventh Realm martial artist in the blink of an eye. If news of this were to spread, it would definitely shock everyone.
The two disciples immediately knelt on the ground and begged, "Ye Mo, let us go!"
"Let you go? When you besieged me, did you ever think of letting me go? " Ye Mo sneered and swung the Formation-Breaking Spear in his hand. With a flash of black light, the two disciples of the Ye Clan felt a cold sensation on their throats. Blood trickled down their throats, and the two disciples fell to the ground with fear in their eyes.
Ye Mo had never shown mercy to his enemies. When he was in the Martial Pavilion, no one had shown him mercy.
"Big brother, you're so ruthless," Ling 'er said. Ling 'er said. Whether it was her or these people, Ye Mo had never hesitated to make a move.
"If I don't, I'll be the one dying one day!"
Ye Mo stored the Red Iron Fan in his Dimensional Bracelet. The fan was a Low-grade Magic Weapon, and it could be sold for a lot of money.
Ye Mo was not in a hurry to leave. He and Qi Yin came to the Evil Cave to look for treasures. Now that the Evil Energy had disappeared, Qi Yin would soon find out.
After dealing with the corpses, Ye Mo sat down and closed his eyes to familiarize himself with the Five Elements Energy. The Five Elements Energy Core around the Rising Dragon Pillar shone with five colors.
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