Chapter 573

Of course, it was not Jue Xianjian that Wandu was afraid of, because he was a quasi saint after all. Jue Xianjian was only one of the four swords to kill immortals, and could not cause any harm to him.

It is the immortal killing sword array that really scares Wandu. Like most people, he suspects that ye Xuan has the immortal killing sword array in his hand. If ye Xuan really comes with the immortal killing sword array, he will also give up.

And anyway, there is a leader of Tongtian cult behind Ye Xuan. Although the ancestor of Wandu seems to want to kill him, it is just a bluff. At most, he will only hurt Ye Xuan and never hurt his life.

"Sword up!"

When the ancestor of ten thousand poisons was in doubt, ye Xuan's sword finger cut through the starry sky, and the Jue Xian sword was in full bloom. It turned into a red cloud and green rainbow to kill the ancestor of ten thousand poisons.

Dang!

The ancestor of ten thousand poisons retreated violently, and a chaotic beam popped up from his fingers. With the loud sound of gold and iron, he saw the Jue Xian sword flying out.

Quasi saints are quasi saints. They are beyond the scope of immortals. They are basically two levels of life. Juejian immortal can't be said to be weak. Ye Xuan is definitely not weak at the top of Dalai mountain, but he still can't cause any damage to the ancestor of Wandu.

"Ye Xuan, unless you have the four swords of killing immortals in hand, you won't be your ancestor's opponent. If you admit defeat now, it's not too late."

Wan Du's father's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was extremely low. It was obvious that he was testing Ye Xuan's cards. If ye Xuan really had the four swords to kill immortals, he turned and left without saying a word.

"Cut!"

Ye Xuan didn't have any nonsense. His sword Jue was all over the sky, and the Jue immortal sword once again bloomed the sound of killing and cutting through the sky. One person and one sword were like the nine sky star river hanging from the ancestor of ten thousand poisons.

Clank clank!

The immortals are all over the sky, and the fierce Qi rushes into the sky. Thousands of swords explode in the starry sky, bringing together a starry sword picture, which fills the whole chaotic Taoist field with the smell of killing all things.

"Small skills!"

Wan Du's face was cold and surrounded by chaotic beams. He didn't hide at all. He let Ye Xuan kill him, and his eyes showed extreme contempt.

Ten thousand dharmas do not invade and ten thousand disasters do not grind. This is a saint of heaven. As a quasi saint, the ancestor of ten thousand poisons has preliminarily understood the power of chaos. Naturally, he can't compare with the saint. However, in the face of Ye Xuan's great art of killing and cutting, he doesn't need to avoid, because his current cultivation and magic power can't do any harm to him.

Ding Ding!

The star sky sword picture shrouds the ancestor of ten thousand poisons. The scattered thousands of swords are blocked out of the chaotic beam. No matter how ye Xuan controls Jue Xian sword, he can't hurt the ancestor of ten thousand poisons.

"Get out!"

The quasi saint was so angry that he turned the world upside down. He saw that the sleeves of Wandu ancestor danced in the starry sky, and the surging holy light was played out in combination with the laws of heaven and earth, which directly blew Ye Xuan and his sword out.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spewed out from ye Xuan's mouth, and the strong Luo immortal body was cracking. In the face of the angry blow of Zhunsheng, even though ye Xuan took the road of proving Tao, he also suffered a great blow.

It's not that the way to prove Tao is not strong enough. This road is the strongest and the most rugged road. Ye Xuan can crush the peaks of Duoda Luo with the four heavy days of Da Luo. From this, we can also see the horror of the way to prove Tao.

It's just that ye Xuan's realm is too low. It's far from the quasi saint, which is beyond the limit of proving the Tao with strength. If ye Xuan's cultivation can reach the peak of Dalai, it may not be impossible to go against the quasi saint.

Unfortunately, he is only the fourth heaven of the great Luo, which also makes him encounter the ancestor of ten thousand poisons. He has always been at a disadvantage, and there is a great crisis of life and death.

"Ye Xuan!"

Ye Xuan suffered a heavy blow again, which also made Jiutian Xuannv worry and cry. She suddenly looked at Nu Wa's mother in the Jiutian starry sky, and her eyes showed a color of prayer.

Obviously, ye Xuan is just a big Luo Jinxian. How can he fight with a quasi saint? At the moment, only empress Nuwa can stop the battle.

Unfortunately, the sage Nu Wa was silent. She stood high above the bright starry sky and looked down at all sentient beings. She had no intention of ending the battle, and no one knew what Nu Wa was thinking.

"Why doesn't Ye Tiandi admit defeat?"

"He's really stupid. It's a joke that he wants to reverse the attack and become a saint."

"Yes, I haven't heard of anyone who can reverse the attack on Zhunsheng since the founding of the world. Ye Xuan will be defeated today."

"If he really has the four immortal killing swords in his hand, it's another matter. But at this time, he hasn't taken out the other three swords. I'm afraid the four immortal killing swords are not in his hand at all."

The great powers of all parties talked and expressed their own opinions, including those who ridiculed and despised and those who had no choice but to sigh, but without exception, no one was optimistic about ye Xuan. Obviously, in front of the quasi saint, ye Xuan had to lose.

Now!

In the chaotic Taoist arena, the ancestor of Wandu carried his hands and looked down on Ye Xuan with his eyes narrowed. If he hadn't been afraid that ye Xuan had four immortal killing swords in his hands, he would have suppressed Ye Xuan on the spot early. Where would he waste so much time with Ye Xuan?

It just made Wandu afraid of killing the immortal four swords. At the same time, ye Xuan's terrible combat power also made Wandu very frightened, because Wandu deeply understood that if he changed their positions, he would never bear the quasi holy blow, and he had already died in the starry sky.

It's so-called to know the whole leopard by peeping at a spot. Now ye Xuan is no more than the four heavy days of Da Luo, and his combat power is already so terrible. If he steps into the third watershed of Da Luo and even into the quasi saint, he's afraid that if the saint doesn't come out, no one will be his opponent.

Thinking of this terrible result, the ancestor of Wandu was trembling, and his eyes looking at Ye Xuan showed a vague killing opportunity.

"Cough... Cough!"

Suddenly, a light cough came out of Ye Xuan's mouth. He stood up slowly from the ground, and a blood light passed quietly from the bottom of his eyes. Although his whole body was covered with blood, his anger became more and more strong.

"Quasi saint is really strong."

Ye Xuan's face showed a sinister look. When he looked up at the ancestor of Wandu, his voice whispered, "just don't know if you can resist the first killing weapon in history?"

"What are you talking about?" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Wan Du's father was suddenly stunned.

"Halberd!"

Suddenly!

Ye Xuan roared loudly. The center of his eyebrows was glowing. A dark beam of light twinkled in his eyebrows. A little black light came out from the center of Ye Xuan's eyebrows. The atmosphere of the turbulent ancient and modern world bloomed in the chaotic Taoist field for thousands of miles.

Boom!

The darkness was boundless and the sky was moving. I saw the boundless starry sky gradually darkening. The Taihao Starry Sea was stagnant, and the rumbling stars seemed to be frozen. I saw a three inch halberd expanding in the wind until it turned into a three foot halberd and floated in front of Ye Xuan.