C460 Do I Know You Very Well?
As Ye Ling waved both of his hands, millions of sword glows rushed towards the Old Ancestor. Before the Old Ancestor could even catch his breath, he immediately went back to defense and retreated without saying a word.
Therefore, a second before the sword aura landed, the Old Ancestor erupted with power under his feet and quickly dodged to the side.
After all, when facing two divine artifacts and possessing thousands of sword auras, the Old Ancestor didn't dare to directly face them. If he wasn't careful, he might even be torn to shreds by the sword auras.
Although the Old Ancestor relied on his secret technique to avoid the frontal attack, Ye Ling's attack range was not small. Just the Otherworldly Sword Technique alone covered a hundred meters, and with the addition of the Xuan-Yuan Sword, the two hundred meter radius was basically filled with sharp sword lights. Of course, the most powerful part was still located in the center.
Compared to the central sword light, it was only weaker. However, it was only a central sword light, so if it was placed outside, any random sword light from the periphery would be like a missile. It could be imagined that after the Old Ancestor avoided Ye Ling's direct attack, he did not feel much better.
Why is this brat's strength getting stronger and stronger?
Did he take some medicine to raise his strength?
Or could it be that this brat had been hiding his strength from start to finish?
When he thought of this, the Old Ancestor, who was desperately defending against the sword aura, froze for a moment. He couldn't help but tremble inwardly. If it was as he had guessed, that kid would be too terrifying.
However, the Old Ancestor quickly rejected this notion. If Ye Ling had the ability to crush him, Moo Qing would have been saved long ago.
Then there was only one possibility left, this brat must have eaten a medicine that could increase his strength by leaps and bounds.
The Old Ancestor's eyes suddenly flashed with a ray of light. After blowing away the incoming sword aura, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly focused his gaze on Ye Ling. He raised his fist and punched towards the sword aura.
"Blood Asura, Eight Desolate."
The Old Ancestor's fist was filled with a dense blood Qi and a destructive energy. In less than a second, the Old Ancestor's fist had already collided with hundreds of sword rays.
Boom!
Blood energy gushed into the sword ray, the two forces counteracted each other and exploded. No one was willing to give in, because the two forces were evenly matched and the Old Ancestor took advantage of this to catch his breath.
"Brat, you're using a secret skill or a potion that temporarily increases your strength, right?" While the second wave of attacks did not come, the Old Ancestor stared at Ye Ling and asked. At the same time, he observed the expression on Ye Ling's face. If there was any change, then it would be Ye Ling's death.
"Do I know you well? "Why should I tell you?" Ye Ling sneered in disdain. His expression was calm.
Although Ye Ling's expression did not change, he was not at peace. Ye Ling did not expect the Old Ancestor to be this meticulous to the point that he could guess it.
Indeed, with Ye Ling's help from the system, his power temporarily increased by a lot.
"Humph!" "Then this old man will see how long you can last." The Old Ancestor laughed coldly as he seemed to have gotten used to Ye Ling's promotion potion.
Are those old fellows from Ximen Family stupid?
Even if it is, do you think I will say it?
Persistence? I was afraid of you.
My Elemental Blood Essence can be exchanged for tens of thousands of points! If you're exhausted, you can die. Let's see who dies first.
Ye Ling looked at the Old Ancestor's confident expression and felt very unhappy. "Cut me down and kill you."
Thus, after the Old Ancestor said how long he could last, Ye Ling moved. He rushed forward and stabbed the Ou Ancestor's mouth without saying a word while holding the Otherworldly Sword in his right hand.
Your mouth stinks, get rid of it first.
The Xuan-Yuan Sword in his left hand did not stay idle as it slashed towards his third leg. He was already old enough to not die yet, but he still wanted to touch Moo Qing. If he didn't want to cut you, who else could he cut?
Two swords attacking at the same time was similar to one hand drawing a circle while the other drawing a square. Normal people would find it difficult to coordinate their attacks, especially with different movements and attacking styles.
Obviously, Ye Ling didn't want to waste any more time.0
The system had already warned them that there were quite a few people who were rushing over to Ximen Family. Not only were there other families, there were also government forces.
Therefore, the Old Ancestor prepared to retreat, to avoid Ye Ling's sword first. He quickly retreated a few meters back, his reaction was very fast, the Old Ancestor did not expect him to dodge the attack so easily, and he could not help but reassess Ye Ling's battle experience, thinking that Ye Ling's strength was quite good, but unfortunately, his battle experience was lacking.
Just when the Old Ancestor was looking down on Ye Ling's combat experience, Ye Ling pursed his lips and smiled.
"Kid, what are you laughing about?" The Old Ancestor suddenly felt that something was amiss when he saw Ye Ling.
"I'm laughing at your stupidity. Don't you know that my sword is over a hundred meters long?" As Ye Ling finished speaking, the two swords also fell down and landed where the Old Ancestor was standing before.
When the Old Ancestor saw this, he was confused. Was this kid crazy? So happy to cut the air?
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, the Old Ancestor suddenly felt a sharp pain at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.
Only then did the Old Ancestor realize that he had underestimated Ye Ling and the two swords in Ye Ling's hands.
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