God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 241 Earth-Level Martial Soul, Xiaoxiang Dace

Ye Xuan untied the sword box, put it on the ground, held the hilt of the Kunpeng sword, and slowly pulled it out, an invisible momentum spread out, blowing away the snow.

The sword came out of the box, and the cold light shone.

At a glance, you can tell that it is a holy treasure, and its rank is not inferior to the Ling family's most precious treasure, the Ningshui Sword.

The people present were dazzled by the cold light reflected from the Kunpeng sword.

"This sword... seems to be a holy treasure!" one person exclaimed.

"No way? He beat Zhuo Bufan just now, but he didn't even use his sword. He won't really have the strength to defeat Ling Feishuang, right?" A Piao Miao Sect disciple said in surprise.

"Impossible! Ling Feishuang is a peerless Tianjiao who has only stepped into the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Among her peers, how many people can match her?"

"It's true, among the inner sect, there is no one whose talent can match Ling Feishuang's. How can someone who was a waste two years ago be Ling Feishuang's opponent?"

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In the field, the momentum of the two sides began to collide.

Ling Feishuang held the Ningshui sword, sideways in the Aoxue swordsmanship gesture, an invisible aura soared into the sky, and the snow flew up, spinning and drifting outward.

Ye Xuan slowly pulled out the Kunpeng sword, the artistic conception of the sword was like a tornado knife, breaking through the snow and fog, revealing its sharpness.

The auras of the two sides collided, and before they could even make a move, the aura confrontation was already very intense.

The aura of the two pushed away the snow, forming two snow-free circles.

These two circles are the aura of the two people, they are colliding and squeezing each other, and the thin snow is being pushed back and forth by the aura.

Even the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect with low cultivation could tell that the collision of the two auras was very intense.

"Do it! I won't hurt you. After this battle, the grievances between you and me will be completely settled. I hope that after you lose, you will forget my name Ling Feishuang. From now on, there will be no more intersections!" Ling Feishuang's voice Said coldly.

"That's what I mean too. It's just that I won't lose today." Ye Xuan affirmed.

There was a hint of arrogance in Ling Feishuang's eyes, she shook her head and smiled, "No, you will be defeated. Your cultivation is only at the second level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, which is too low compared to my seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. I'm not sure if I will give you another In ten years, how far you can grow, but at this moment, I, Ling Feishuang, cannot be defeated by you!"

"Then let me see, what qualifications do you have to be proud!"

Ye Xuan let out a deep cry, and rushed towards Ling Feishuang, Fenglei Nine Swords made a move, and struck out swiftly in the stabbing style, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ling Feishuang.

Ling Feishuang blocked with her horizontal sword, and counterattacked with Aoxue swordsmanship.

The two began to fight, the two swords collided, and a series of fireworks were struck out.

After competing with three moves, Ling Feishuang forced Ye Xuan back with Feng Wuxue, and said in a deep voice: "You are too weak, if you only know Xuan level swordsmanship, you should lose!"

As she spoke, she raised her sword and slashed out a beam of Aoxue sword energy, splitting the snow and cutting towards Ye Xuan.

"You're thinking too much!" Ye Xuan raised his sword and slashed, the sword energy pierced through the air, facing Aoxue's sword energy.

The two sword qi collided and split apart, cutting the snow on the ground into countless pieces.

Before the fight, Ye Xuan stuck the sword box in the snow behind him.

While slashing out the sword energy, he made a move with his left hand, and the Longque Sword flew out of the sword box with a buzzing sound, breaking through the turbulent flow of sword energy, and shooting at Ling Feishuang.

Ling Feishuang's gaze was fixed, and she quickly raised her palm, circulated her true energy, and struck out a palm of Misty God Xue Zhengshuang.

Bang!
The strength of the palm hit the Longque sword, knocking the Longque sword back.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Xuan raised his sword and attacked again.

The two fought fiercely at close quarters again, and the battle became more and more intense.

The sword light danced, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, mixed with the vibration of the palm and the sound of the flying sword piercing the air, the sky was smashed and the earth was shattered.

The entire welcoming ground could not withstand such a fierce attack. The bluestone on the ground had already been broken, and there were sword marks and palm prints everywhere.

Seeing this, the people present showed a hint of surprise.

No one expected that Ye Xuan could fight Ling Feishuang for so long and so fiercely.

"It's almost over, right? Did Ling Feishuang give her all?"

"You're not blind, can't you understand? It's obvious that Ling Feishuang took care of the face of the two family friends and didn't try her best, otherwise this Yee would have lost."

Ling Feishuang was very clear about going out with all her strength.

If you ask if you have played your hole card, then it is true, but if you say that you have not used your full strength, it is definitely a lie.

She tried her best, but she didn't expect Ye Xuan to be able to fight to such an extent that he could attack and defend without falling behind.

Being tied by an opponent in the lower fifth level was something she could not tolerate.

What's more, this person is still Ye Xuan.

A hint of anger appeared on Ling Feishuang's face, she shouted coquettishly, and said, "Since you can persist for so long, you are qualified to see my move. Xiaoxiang Dace, manifest! Aoxue Sword Tianshuangjue!"

The sound of charming drinking fell, and the martial spirit manifested.

A phantom of a red dace appeared behind Ling Feishuang, with unusually long fins, like a fan.

The moment Xiaoxiang dace appeared, a powerful aura permeated the air.

The Ningshui sword was held high, and the extremely powerful sword move was used, and the powerful force swept across the Yingkeping in an instant.

"It's appeared! It's Xiaoxiang dace, an earth-level martial soul. Coupled with the Aoxue sword technique Tianshuangjue, this Ye is about to lose." A disciple of the Piaomiao sect said excitedly.

"To be precise, he should be dying. Even if he survives by chance, he will be disabled." A person next to him added.

Blessed by the prefecture-level martial soul, Aoxue's swordsmanship slashed down, and Xue Liang's sword light struck out, as if to cut the entire welcoming ground in half.

Ye Xuan didn't show any weakness, he let out a deep drink, and the power of his two martial souls exploded, using the unique skill of the sword god.

Ben Lei Sword·Zhenyue!
Clang!
Bang!
The two sword moves collided, and there was a shocking sound.

Although the human-level eighth-level and ninth-level dual martial spirits are not as good as the earth-level martial spirit Xiaoxiang dace, but the sword god's unique skills are even better.

Under full collision, the power is evenly matched.

The two sharp edges collided, creating a terrifying wave of air that shattered the ground, knocked up earth and rocks, and sent snowflakes flying all over the sky.

After this move, Ye Xuan and Ling Feishuang dodged the air wave and jumped back ten steps each.

Ling Feishuang finally showed a surprised expression on her face. She didn't expect Ye Xuan to be able to receive this sword. This was her strongest sword. She felt incredible.

"You can take this sword..."

"Not only this sword, but any sword of yours, I can take it! Not only can I catch it, but I can win it!" Ye Xuan gradually showed a confident smile, and a strong aura emerged spontaneously.

Ling Feishuang's eyes darkened, and she reprimanded: "Ye Xuan, you are too crazy. But your strength and cultivation are not worthy of this madness!"

"Really? What about you?" Ye Xuan asked with a chuckle.

Ling Feishuang's face turned cold, her hands formed seals, and she said in a deep voice: "Do you think I really can't beat you? I, Ling Feishuang, can be called Tianjiao. At the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, I have the strength to surpass the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm! I'll let you see what my real strength is. Wuhun Secret Art, Dace Transformation!"

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(End of this chapter)