Way of Valkyrie

Chapter 1317
boom……

When the last shadow of the stick was crushed by Kong Kong's big hand, Ji Yu and Xu Kongzi, who had been suppressed before, were relieved. Their figures retreated violently, and they directly exited Ye Xingchen's attack range.

The two stabilized their figures and looked at each other. There was a hint of shock in their eyes. Why is a martial artist of the fifth heaven of the Supreme Realm so strong?
"There must be an unknown secret about him." Ji Yu said in a low voice.

"What should we do?" Xu Kongzi asked.

"Xuanhe's strength is much stronger than it was six years ago. With Xuanhe here, we have no chance at all." After Ji Yu finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he flew directly into the distance.

Of course, Ji Yu thought a lot. Back then, he had a grudge against Xuanhe, but seeing how strong Xuanhe was now, he fled here without hesitation.

At this moment, Xuanhe didn't divert his gaze because of Ji Yu's departure. He fixed his gaze on Ye Xingchen tightly, as if he was sizing up his prey.

"What a mysterious guy." Xuan He said slightly.

"Who are you?" Ye Xingchen was a little surprised by the sudden change, and asked immediately.

"Ye Xingchen, today is the day of your death. In the hands of my elder brother, you can't escape at all." Xuan Yun on the side said arrogantly.

A year ago, he was still able to compete with Ye Xingchen, but a year later he found that Ye Xingchen was much stronger than he imagined, and he could even challenge Ji Yu and others, which made Xuanyun feel a little crisis He wanted to get rid of Ye Xingchen.

"Xuan Yun." Ye Xingchen said.

Xuanyun wanted to speak, but was stopped by Xuanhe, Xuanhe said: "Boy, stop talking nonsense, hand over your stick technique."

Xuan He was very powerful, Ye Xingchen looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in his eyes, Xuan He looked down at Ye Xingchen with a strong breath.

"Eighth Heaven of the Supreme Realm?"

In Ye Xingchen's heart, there was a touch of helplessness. Xuanhe was a strong man in the eighth heaven of the Supreme Realm. He used the thousand shadow stick technique, but was easily crushed by Xuanhe. He was not Xuanhe's opponent at all.

"Let me hand over the exercises?" Ye Xingchen said.

Xuan He shook his head slightly, and continued to speak: "Not only the stick technique, but if my guess is correct, you should have the skeleton of a dragon on your body. Do you hand it in yourself, or let me do it?"

Hearing Xuanhe's words, Ye Xingchen's pupils shrank. Xuanhe actually knew about the dragon skeleton in his body.At that moment, Ye Xingchen thought of a possibility, and at this moment, a trace of hot color flashed in his eyes.

Xuanhe possessed a part of the dragon bone, and using the breath of the dragon bone, he sensed the dragon bone in Ye Xingchen's body.

"You also have the bones of the dragon?" Ye Xingchen asked softly.

Xuan He laughed, and said: "That's right, I do have the skeleton of a dragon, don't even think about running away, you can't escape from my palm."

In the distance, Xu Kongzi looked at Xuanhe and Ye Xingchen, watching quietly, he still didn't give up.

"Are you still leaving?" Xuanhe turned his head, glanced at Xu Kongzi, and said coldly.

Hearing this, Xu Kongzi looked embarrassed, but he finally left here. In the blink of an eye, only Ye Xingchen and the other three were left in the endless starry sky, and Xuanhe stared at Ye Xingchen with squinted eyes.

"Boy, just hand over the ones who are sensible. The bones of the dragon are not something you can control." Xuanhe said.

Ye Xingchen was thinking quickly in his mind. It was a bit difficult to escape from Xuanhe's grasp. After all, Xuanhe was a genuine Supreme Realm eighth-layer powerhouse. If Xuanhe's bone age was not over 50 years old, he would have entered The Wuyan galaxy ranks on the dragon list.

Ye Xingchen held the Zixuan bamboo in his hand, and his whole body turned with breath. He didn't want to compromise. With Xuanhe's character, even if he handed over the dragon skeleton and the thousand-weight ten thousand shadow stick technique, he would not be able to leave safely.

"It's not impossible to hand it over, but..." Ye Xingchen paused.

"Just what?" Xuan He asked.

"only……"

Ye Xingchen spoke slowly, and when he said the word, the Zixuanzhu in his hand suddenly swelled, and then he used the Thousand Shadows Stick Technique, sixteen stick shadows, one after another, like a waterfall, Bombarded directly towards Xuanhe.

"Hmph, courting death."

Seeing this, Xuanhe's face changed slightly, his breath surged, his big hand stretched out again, and directly held the shadow of the stick, one after another, the shadow of the stick continued to shatter in Xuanhe's big hand.

"Sixteen sticks."

Ye Xingchen roared angrily, and unleashed another sixteen sticks. The shadows of the sticks hit Xuanhe like a thunderbolt, but Xuanhe blocked them all.

click...

Xuan He crushed the last stick shadow with his big hand, and then appeared in front of Ye Xingchen in a flash, grabbing Ye Xingchen's head with his big hand.

Walk in fashion!
Ye Xingchen used the Wind Walking Step without hesitation, and the Mystery of the Wind was also pushed to the extreme, leaving behind phantoms in the void, and his body was constantly changing.

"boom……"

Xuanhe's hands were constantly imprinted, and suddenly he swung his palm, and with a bang, Ye Xingchen's body was hit directly, and he flew upside down, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"If this continues, I will die here, I am not reconciled." Ye Xingchen roared in his heart, and he saw his whole body, the aura surged crazily, and the formulas of thousands of shadows and stick techniques in his mind flowed quickly, and the dantian Yuanli sea Among them, the five vortexes of Yuanli spun wildly.

All over Ye Xingchen's body, countless vigorous energy directly gathered in the Zixuanzhu, and the Zixuanzhu burst out with a dazzling purple light.

"Boy, today is the day of your death." Seeing Ye Xingchen's aura soaring without any fear, Xuanhe let out a low growl, and with his hands bound together, a battle spear with [-]% of its origin power appeared in the sky. A battle spear is filled with endless dark power.

Ye Xingchen also felt the dark power in this spear, as long as he was stabbed by this spear, he would definitely die.

At this moment, Ye Xingchen's eyes were filled with madness, and he roared angrily while holding the Purple Profound Bamboo.

"32 sticks."

Following Ye Xingchen's roar, Zixuanzhu swung out one stick after another in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he swung out sixteen sticks. When he swung No.16 stick, Zixuanzhu swung out again.

In the previous year, although Ye Xingchen had been refining the elixir, his Yuan power had become stronger, and he had laid a solid foundation, and he had a very deep understanding of the Thousand Shadows Stick Technique.

At this moment, at the most critical moment, Ye Xingchen directly forcibly used 32 sticks.

The power of 32 sticks is countless times stronger than that of 32 sticks. Even if Ye Xingchen used [-] sticks, he still felt a pressure.

bang bang bang...

The shadows of sticks all over the sky directly bombarded that spear, the power contained in it caused Xuanhe's expression to change slightly.

The first sixteen stick shadows shattered instantly when they came into contact with the spear, but starting from the No. 17 stick shadow, their power doubled, and they were already able to form a certain degree of offensiveness against the spear.

wow...

Yuan power surged, and stick shadows continuously appeared in the Zixuanzhu, and the spears were invincible, constantly smashing the stick shadows above the sky.

"Keng..."

In the blink of an eye, the spear shattered 31 stick shadows, and at this time the strong energy on the spear had also weakened a bit.

When the last stick shadow collided with the spear, there was a shocking collision, and countless yuan energies surged around.

click...

Under the strong attack of the spear, the last shadow of the stick shattered, and the energy above the spear was also extremely weak.

At this moment, Xuanhe discovered that Ye Xingchen's figure had long since disappeared. The place where he was just now was empty, and the battle spear bombarded the void and exploded.

whoosh...

Xuan He glanced, and in the void in the distance, there was a small black dot rushing past, Xuan He's eyes were full of anger.

"Damn it..." Xuan He roared angrily.

At that moment just now, Ye Xingchen directly took out the low-grade flying boat, and then fled here in the low-grade flying boat.

He even used 32 sticks, but he still couldn't do anything to Xuanhe. The strength of Xuanhe was too heaven-defying. Ye Xingchen had no choice but to escape.

"Brother, what should we do?" Xuan Yun tried his best to stabilize his shocked heart, and asked in a low voice.

"Let's go." Xuanhe said coldly. At Xuanhe's speed, it was too difficult to catch up with the low-grade flying boat. This time, he was careless in letting Ye Xingchen escape, "Boy, just pray that you don't get caught I'll touch it."

…………

In the endless starry sky, a low-grade black spaceship shot past quickly. On the top floor of the spaceship, Ye Xingchen sat cross-legged. His body was weak and his face was pale, obviously seriously injured.

"A martial artist in the eighth heaven of the supreme realm is too tyrannical." Ye Xingchen said in a low voice. "I suffered a serious injury and needed time to recuperate."

Afterwards, Ye Xingchen fell into the process of healing, and the low-grade flying boat continued to move forward according to the route he set.

The Battle Soul Continent is far away from the Snow Wind Continent, but with the speed of a low-grade flying boat, three months is enough to reach it.

During these three months, Ye Xingchen planned to use it to heal his wounds, and instantly realize what he gained in the battle.

Time flies, three months have passed in a blink of an eye, and Ye Xingchen's injury has completely healed. After that battle, Ye Xingchen has a deeper understanding of martial arts, and he can use the 32 sticks with ease.

The current Ye Xingchen, with 32 sticks, can easily crush the peak fighters of the seventh heaven of the supreme realm, and challenge the ordinary warriors of the eighth heaven of the supreme realm, but he is a little powerless against a strong like Shang Xuanhe.

On the low-grade flying boat, Ye Xingchen suddenly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and the speed of the low-grade flying boat was also slowly weakening.

Because, the Wind and Snow Continent, which has been away for two years, has arrived!

(End of this chapter)