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C508 Die!

"Mysterious Wind Smoke Palm!"

Wu Shaojun's figure was ethereal, his palms were like the wind, and what he used was actually not the Spellpower, but a martial art. Although this was a Emperor grade martial arts, it was considered a top grade martial arts.

However, he was still at the third level of the sacred art, and was an expert who had cultivated the Great Dao of true qi. If he were to use the true qi of the Great Dao to execute martial arts, it would be impossible for him to fully display the true power of the Great Dao of true qi.

For a third level martial art master, this kind of attack method was simply too low in level.

A normal powerhouse at the third level of the Divine Abilities would not use martial arts against his opponent. At the very least, he would have to use spells. That was the true way of using the divine ability to resist the world and unleash its power.

But Wu Shaojun just had to do it.

It had to be said that this was actually because of his contempt for Su Ye.

His eyes deliberately swept across Wan Fang, as if saying, look, I don't even need to use much effort to take care of Su Ye.

The corner of Wan Fang's mouth widened into a disdainful smile. She was very clear in her heart that no matter how powerful Wu Shaojun was, it was impossible for him to only rely on martial arts to deal with Su Ye.

However, she still did not dare be careless, as once Wu Shaojun suffered a loss, she would definitely launch a storm-like attack, at that time, it would be Su Ye who was in danger, she had to be completely prepared, at the critical moment she had to pull Su Ye back, she could not let Su Ye be injured by Wu Shaojun no matter what.

Su Ye's eyes widened, he never thought that Wu Shaojun would be so arrogant to not even use the Spellpower, and just use a martial art to deal with him, was this guy here to make fun of him? Do I look so weak?

Su Ye shook his head, he looked a little uninterested, and with a casual grab, he grabbed the Heaven's Killing Sword and swung it towards Wu Shaojun.

This was a very, very casual strike. A very, very casual strike. No matter how knowledgeable one was in martial arts, one would not be able to call out the name of this sword technique. This was because this sword technique did not have any specific style or rules, and was not something that existed in the world.

However, when the sword slashed out, it immediately moved Wan Fang. As she watched the sword silently slice through the air, the air rippled and she felt a chill run down her spine.

As the target of Su Ye's casual slash, Wu Shaojun's pupils shrank even more violently. In his eyes, Su Ye's sword had already surpassed the scope of martial arts, without any mana or fluctuations of the Great Way of Qi, but it still managed to slash out an extremely mysterious trajectory.

Through the trajectory, it was as if he could see the sky filled with snow, and a terrifying chill instantly enveloped his entire body.

Wu Shaojun felt a terrifying sense of danger, and the instinct to sense danger reminded him not to take this sword head-on, or else he would definitely die.

Astonished, he quickly twisted his body and soared into the sky.

Unexpectedly.

Su Ye's seemingly casual strike was suddenly lifted upwards, carrying with it the aura of a cold sword blow at 19 continents, revealing the edge of his attack. In the blink of an eye, the wind and smoke shattered, and the shadow of his palm vanished. Wu Shaojun let out a startled cry as golden light shrouded his body and he fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Lowering his head to look, he saw that the protective armor on his body had actually been slashed by Su Ye and formed a deep laceration. The mid-grade treasure armor, which was worth a huge sum of money, was already on the verge of breaking.

Through that tear, Wu Shaojun could even faintly feel a sword intent that was filled with ice brushing against his skin, and traces of blood seeped out from under his clothes.

In other words, he was almost dead.

If not for the protective armor blocking one strike from Su Ye, he most likely would have already been decapitated by Su Ye with a casual slash.

Wu Shaojun was shocked, he stared straight at Su Ye, feeling extremely furious, "Impossible, what sword technique is this, how can it have such power?"

At this moment.

Originally, he wanted to use a low level method to suppress and humiliate Su Ye. He wanted to let Wan Fang know that if Su Ye didn't have a relationship with him, Su Ye wouldn't even be considered as a fart.

However, Su Ye's very casual strike, had slapped his face right on the head. On the other hand, it had let him know that he had underestimated Su Ye.

"Wu Shaojun, are you my son or is my grandson going to beat you to death and at the same time teach you my skills?"

Su Ye scoffed, his feet moved like the wind, and with just the flow of his spirit energy, he had already unleashed a type of extreme speed. He currently did not have any Fa Li, did not have any True Qi of the Great Way, and did not even need to refine heavenly dew to use the Heaven's Qi.

The speed at which he exploded out was so fast that his entire body seemed to have transformed into a straight line, so fast that Wu Shaojun, with his naked eyes, could not even see a trace of it.

With the arrival of the terrifying killing intent, Wu Shaojun no longer dared to underestimate it. With a low roar, the Great Way of the Buddha's true qi suddenly erupted, and with a wave of his hand, a ray of light burst out, instantly transforming into a light barrier that covered the area dozens of metres in radius.

"Wind Lock Void!"

This was a sacred art born from the Great Way of the Wind. It used the wind between heaven and earth to form an invisible domain, trapping people within it and suppressing their cultivation. It was even able to display the might of the Spellpower.

This domain pressed down.

Sure enough, Su Ye's figure was immediately affected, he quickly appeared, and was unable to approach Wu Shaojun with his powerful speed.

Wan Fang's face changed, "Wind Lock Void Wu Shaojun, you shameless! Su Ye, be careful of the wind blades. "

Wan Fang was furious.

The [Void Wind Lock] was an extremely powerful heaven rank divine ability, and Wu Shaojun's cultivation of this technique had reached a superb realm, just a step away from the Great Perfection Stage.

The first time she fought with Wu Shaojun, she was quickly defeated by him. It was because of this heaven grade ability that suppressed her, making it hard for her to endure Wu Shaojun's following killing moves.

And after this ability, Wu Shaojun's most powerful technique was undoubtedly the Wind Blade.

His comprehension of the Great Way of the Wind had already reached a new level. With his own comprehension of the Great Way of the Wind, he could ride the wind like a weapon, transform the wind into a sword, and instantly release up to 644 wind swords in the space created by the wind lock.

Wu Shaojun's face turned sinister, he looked at Wan Fang, and did not care about her reminder. In his opinion, Su Ye had already Transcended to the Transcending Mortality Stage. Without cultivating mana, true qi, and without being able to execute Spellpower, what could happen to martial arts no matter how powerful or strange it was?

If he could not escape the suppression of his sacred art, then he would be pierced full of holes by his Wind Sword.

The wind of Heaven and Earth is like my sword, and the wind of rain is like the wind!

Sure enough, a fierce wind blew within the domain, and the originally formless winds actually quickly turned into three inch small cyan swords. Like flying swords, they formed a violent storm of attacks within the domain, densely shooting towards Su Ye!

Wan Fang turned pale with fright. She could not care about anything else, her delicate body flashed, and the sacred art that was filled with the changes of the universe rose up again, rushing towards Wu Shaojun, who seemed to have been on his guard against Wan Fang. He also quickly formed a palm imprint, preparing to strike Wan Fang at the same time.

Who would have thought?

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Within the domain, Su Ye's eyes flashed with a strange color, and with his profound footwork, he actually avoided the wind swords in a flash, as though he was strolling in a quiet courtyard in a torrential rain, not letting a drop of rain touch his body.

Seeing this strange scene, Wan Fang was stunned, she thought that it was unbelievable, the berserk wind swords were actually unable to even touch Su Ye's body, as though Su Ye was able to see through each wind sword's path, and easily dodged it.

Now, even his divine abilities had dissipated.

"Impossible!" Wu Shaojun almost spat out blood, he was so angry that his entire body shivered. The [Void Wind Lock] combined with [Wind Sword], this was already his most adept skill. It could be said to be his most stable technique in killing the enemy. Relying on this chain of paths, he had killed countless experts.

If not for Su Ye's strange sword strike and his strange speed that made him feel cold, he never would have thought that he would use the most powerful method to deal with Su Ye.

Wu Shaojun looked like he had seen a ghost, he roared out in his heart, and seeing that Wan Fang did not want to attack anymore, he decided to remove his palm print too. Gritting his teeth and staring at her red eyes, he activated his Great Way of Qi and summoned a gust of wind from all directions, causing twelve tornados to appear in the domain.

This was his ultimate move.

If it was said that Feng Jian was hopeful, then there was still a gap between Feng Jian and Feng Jian to dodge. If it was said that Feng Jian was hopeful, then there was still a gap between Feng Jian and Feng Jian to dodge.

Wan Fang's heart, which had just fallen down, trembled.

However, even though the storm was fierce, Su Ye still remained calm. He slightly raised his gaze, and a kind of arrogance appeared in his eyes, as if he had the power to look down upon the heavens and earth. This kind of formless aura, even though it was mixed with a consciousness that was close to the will of longevity, but it was not weaker than the will of longevity, causing one's heart to tremble.

The Heaven's Killing Sword in Su Ye's hand suddenly slashed at the hurricane that was sweeping towards him.

Using the sword to slash the wind?0

No matter how he looked at it, it was like a firecracker shaking a mountain.

Wu Shaojun's face flashed with deep disdain. Transcending Mortality Stage is Transcending Mortality Stage, I am simply unable to understand the profound truths behind top-notch abilities. How can my Hurricane be cut by a mere sword?

A frog in the well.

He was overestimating himself.

Stupid, brainless.

But in the next moment, Wu Shaojun's face that was filled with contempt froze once again.

Su Ye's sword, as though it was a mysterious ability, slashed at the berserk hurricane and the berserk hurricane shattered with a loud bang as if it was a sand sculpture that was shattered. It transformed into numerous scattered wind snakes that surged within the domain and collided with the rest of the tornados, quickly forming a huge wave of chaos.

It forced Wu Shaojun to increase the flow of his Great Way of the Buddha's Qi to maintain the stability of his sacred art.

Just then, the green tornado started to surge, completely engulfing Su Ye's body.

It was also at this time that a violent sense of crisis suddenly rose within Wu Shaojun's heart. At almost the same time, a figure appeared in front of him, and a perfectly handsome face with a disdainful sneer raised his sword and slashed a strange scar on the side of Wu Shaojun's throat.

The sky rumbled with thunder.

A roar came rolling over, "Su Ye, stop this!"

"Die!"

Su Ye did not even turn his head around, as if he did not hear anything. His handsome face looked like a devil's, as he swung his sword, causing blood to spill everywhere.

Wu Shaojun instinctively covered his throat, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

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