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Within the valley.
Zhang Kuaixue's clothes fluttered in the air without a speck of dust, like a sword immortal descending from the ninth heaven. He was elegant and refined, and was exceptionally sharp and fierce.
But now, a blood-red line appeared on his snow-white clothes, extending from his left shoulder all the way to his right abdomen. It was as if he was going to be cut into two halves at an angle, and the fresh blood of Yin Hong spread out rapidly, dyeing his white clothes red in an instant.
Zhang Kuaixue was wounded. Moreover, his injuries were very serious. However, even in the face of such terrible injuries, he could only frown and spit out a word lightly: "That's right."
Swish!
In the next moment, a resplendent sword ray burst out. Zhang Kuaixue's hands were slender and long, a pair of hands that should have held a sword, and the Longsword in his hands was ordinary and ordinary, but in his hands, it was like the sharpest divine weapon, sharp and terrifying.
Clang!
The clashing of metals directly shook Ye Hao's soul. With a grave expression, he immediately raised his saber to block. However, the piercing sword Qi still left a deep wound on his abdomen. Fresh blood spurted out and Ye Hao was sent flying.
The battle between the two was not magnificent. They did not have any dazzling divine abilities or techniques, but their moves were dangerous, cruel and bloody.
"He … actually injured him? "
Staring at the two figures who were constantly fighting in the blink of an eye, the six princes widely opened their eyes. Their eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment.
They were all too clear on how terrifying Zhang Kuaixue was. Even though the six of them were heaven's pride experts in Emperor Level, with the Sovereign's bloodline flowing through their veins, their strength and aptitude were all exceptional, but in the previous battle, they were unable to even injure the former, and lost.
But just now, Slave Cultivator Youth had actually injured Wu Tie to such an extent in a head-on clash. Didn't that mean that the strength of a mere Slave Cultivator was even stronger than their Supreme Bloodline?
This was simply beyond common sense. Even though they had seen it with their own eyes, they still felt disbelief.
"What happened just now?"
"The three swords of the Sun, Moon and Star, and the power of the final Sun Sword, I'm afraid even my Celestial Phenomenon Stage and physical body would not dare to take it head-on. Then, how is the Slave Cultivator fine?"
"Don't you think that the forbidden technique he's using is similar to Southern Domain?"
"The bloodline ability of the Holy Spirit Clan, Body of Holy Spirit?!"
"How is this possible? Could he be someone from the Southern Domain? "
"..."
Boom boom!
While these people were still guessing and shaking in shock, Ye Hao and Zhang Kuaixue's momentum had already reached its peak.
At that moment, Ye Hao was like a ferocious dragon in human form, constantly closing in on Zhang Kuaixue like lightning. The might of the dragon in his hand emanated and the aura of the saber weaved through the air.
Boom!
Another punch was thrown out like an explosion. Zhang Kuaixue's chest slightly caved in and he was sent flying for the sixth time.
Ye Hao was short of breath, the Body of Holy Spirit's mysterious rune gradually dimmed and faded away. Although he had cultivated to a Body of Holy Spirit, he could only maintain a time limit of about six breaths, which was not without limits.
"You used a Southern Domain Body of Holy Spirit?"
Zhang Kuaixue wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was some blood on his white clothes, but his handsome face was still calm.
It was unknown how long it had been since he had fought with someone in such a carefree and carefree manner!
"Your divine ability has already reached the limit. What other method do you have to suppress me now?" Zhang Kuaixue's sword-like eyebrows slightly raised as he said lightly, "If this is your last trump card, then it becomes my sharpening stone. Die."
Shua shua shua!
As the last word fell, an extremely terrifying sword qi burst out from Zhang Kuaixue's body. Even his wound seemed to shoot out a sharp sword light that could be seen with the naked eye.
"The sword is the head of all weapons. I am the king of all swords."
At that instant, Zhang Kuaixue's entire body seemed to have become a godly sword that soared into the sky. The space around his body became densely packed cracks. They kept on tearing, recovering, and tearing.
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes. The six princes in the distance were even more terrified. At this moment, Zhang Kuaixue's aura was several times more powerful than before. It was unimaginably terrifying.
It turned out that before this, he hadn't used his full strength!
"This is …" Innate Sword Body?! "
Pharmacist Han was shocked beyond words. A Xiantian Sword Body was simply too rare. It was a special physique that only existed in legends. It was born with a bright sword heart and could be said to be born for the sword. It was extremely terrifying.
He had heard Shen Jiuyou mention the Upper Sky Sword Body before. Perhaps this kind of physique had never appeared since ancient times and only existed in legends. The Immortal Spirit Body that was not weaker than Yun Miaoxuan was one of the strongest physiques.
According to the legends, ever since the Innate Sword Body appeared in this world, it could be said that there was no loss at all. It was unrivalled and invincible, and as long as it grew up, it could be said that it was invincible and unstoppable!
"No wonder he was able to become the sword wielder of the sword faction for this generation. I didn't think that he had such a physique that only exists in legends!"
Ye Hao's face became extremely serious. At this moment, even his Extreme Golden Body Stage body felt an extremely strong pressure, a situation that he had never encountered before.
As expected of someone from the Sword-In-Hand Man of Sword Sect, the only person who survived from the mountains of corpses and the seas of blood.
"We can't drag it out!"
Ye Hao understood that in the face of such a terrifying opponent, he had to fight with everything he had. After all, he had yet to evolve into a Spiritual Vein and his cultivation was weaker than Zhang Kuaixue's.
With a thought, the blood in Ye Hao's body roared like an angry dragon, and with a boom, he charged out with his Dragon King Knife, two small golden swords strangely appearing in his black eyes.
Spirit Slaying Life Arts!
This Spiritual Sense attack came from a mysterious origin, it was extremely powerful and was left behind by his father. After obtaining the complete cultivation method from Gu Shentan, Ye Hao had cultivated it to this day, and its power had long since far surpassed before.
Shua shua shua!
In a split-second, the sound of wind and thunder resounded throughout the entire mountain valley. Dense little golden swords appeared out of thin air, and a terrifyingly sharp sword qi raged, then suddenly fell down like raindrops.
The sky was filled with sword rain, and the ground was filled with the movements of wind and lightning!
The small golden sword was not real, it was a power that could be used against the Sea of Consciousness and the God Soul, normal means were simply unable to resist it. Even the faces of the princes changed, they could not imagine that a mere Slave Cultivator would have such a terrifying skill.
"Spiritual Sense attack? "Come at me!"
Facing the rain of swords, Zhang Kuaixue's face turned serious, but he was not afraid. Instead, the battle intent in his eyes became more and more intense, and from the center of his brows, a sword-shaped shadow appeared.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Suddenly, the cry of the sword in the valley shook the soul. Ye Hao's densely packed golden swords fell like iron rain, crashing into the sword-shaped shadow between Zhang Kuaixue's eyebrows!