After the ascent failed

Chapter 176 Kill Streak
"Master of the cave!"

"The setting sun arrow is very powerful. If you shoot the second arrow, you will definitely lose your vitality. This person has great supernatural powers. I am afraid that only the Supreme Elder can deal with it!"

The woman saw Zhao Motong pull out the second sunset arrow without saying a word, she couldn't help but look horrified.

The Godly Bow of the Setting Sun is extremely powerful. Although there are only three arrows, each shot requires extremely high mana. Zhao Motong's cultivation base has reached the Great Achievement of Transforming Spirit Realm, but the arrows just released have already consumed a lot of real energy. Move, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Without further ado!"

"Even if your true energy is seriously injured today, you must let this kid die under my second arrow!"

Zhao Motong said calmly.

At the same time, mana urged luck, and the Sunset Bow gradually opened in his hand.

Each of the three sunset arrows is twice as powerful and requires stronger cultivation.

Zhao Motong's cultivation has reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and he is only one step away from the Consummation Realm, but when he pulled out the second Sunset Arrow, his face became pale and bloodless.

But this couldn't stop his killing intent towards Ye Chunyang.

This person killed several of his elders in succession, if he didn't die, he would definitely become a serious trouble to his heart.

"Kid, die!"

Zhao Motong was furious in his heart, and the sunset arrow was released suddenly.

This arrow is more powerful than the one just now. Wherever it went, mountains collapsed and ground cracked, and broken trees flew across the mountain. Those young girls who came to apprentice at the foot of the mountain turned their eyes white with fright, and fled here one by one.

"Stubborn!"

Ye Chunyang didn't want to say anything more.

He didn't want to go to war at first, as long as Hanfengdongtian evacuated voluntarily, so that he could explore Soul Lake with peace of mind, but he didn't expect that the other party would provoke him again and again, and even wanted to put him to death.

Looking up at the second sunset arrow, Ye Chunyang had no emotion in his eyes.

He slowly raised one hand, and the 81 perishing swords were surrounded by lightning, and there was another ray of fire.

With long-term training, the power of thunder in Tiancheng Thunder Wood was gradually developed by Ye Chunyang. When he first refined this set of flying swords, Ye Chunyang could only control thunder, but now he can condense thunder and fire. The power of power is more restraining, and it has unimaginable power against some ordinary magic weapons and supernatural powers.

"break!"

Ye Chunyang uttered a word lightly, and the 81 flying swords gathered into one, he grabbed it and drew it down along the void.

There was no sound, only the eye-catching silver thunder and fire diffused out, and the fire light changed the color of the situation, and then pierced the sky and collided with the sunset arrow.

Yun Shaoling sat slumped on the stone ladder, staring blankly at the scene in front of him, feeling a surge in his heart.

In his shocked eyes, Zhao Motong's second sunset arrow quickly collapsed, and then the silver thunder fire spread rapidly, and the auspicious clouds in the sky were also smashed to pieces.

"how is this possible!"

Zhao Motong screamed.

The second Sunset Arrow was fired with all his strength, and it could be a battle with the Perfection Spirit Realm. Zhao Motong couldn't believe that Ye Chunyang could easily destroy it.

"Can you fire a third arrow?"

Ye Chunyang put away the sword array and asked.

Zhao Motong wanted to vomit blood.

In order to launch the second arrow, he had already spent all his real energy, and he would have to retreat for at least ten years before he could recover. The third arrow required a lot of spiritual power, which he could not control at all.

"If you can't, then die."

Ye Chunyang spoke very lightly, as if talking to an old friend.

But as the words fell, he had moved the sword with one hand and pointed in the air.

"Zi La!" "Zi La!"

Within a radius of several feet, thunder and fire were like clouds, across dozens of stone steps, and instantly cut towards Zhao Motong.

Zhao Motong's expression changed wildly, he grabbed to the side suddenly, and pulled Junior Sister Qing to him.

"No!"

"Cave master, spare your life!"

Junior Sister Qing's eyes showed great horror, but Zhao Motong showed a ferocious smile, slapped her behind, pushed her out, and retreated violently.

"what!"

The shrill screams echoed in the air, and the thunder and fire instantly engulfed the woman, but the thunder and fire quickly passed by, and the scene was instantly quiet.

The woman turned around slowly, with disbelief in her eyes.

She opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't utter a word. From top to bottom, her flesh and blood melted away, turning into a skeleton in an instant.

Ye Chunyang frowned, looked at Zhao Motong who had fled far away, and moved the sword formation again expressionlessly.

Just a few steps back, Zhao Motong immediately heard a rumbling sound.

Looking back, I was so frightened that three souls came out of their bodies and six souls ascended to heaven.

"Fellow Daoist, please be merciful. It's purely a misunderstanding between you and me. If you let me go, I will evacuate immediately, and I will never set foot here again."

Zhao Motong said in shock.

Ye Chunyang is too scary, first of all he has a guard who can kill Elder Lin in seconds, and he can ignore his two sunset arrows, Zhao Motong knows in his heart that if he continues to fight, the end will definitely be bad.

"is it?"

"Unfortunately it's too late."

Ye Chunyang sneered, and the 81 perishing swords stabbed down at Zhao Motong without any suspense.

Zhao Motong's eyes are about to burst.

The speed and power of Ye Chunyang's sword made it impossible for him to escape, and he couldn't help feeling desperate.

At this moment, in the depths of the mountain gate, a ray of blue light came quickly, turning into clouds of cotton, quickly covering Zhao Motong's body, and then the strong wind blew up, pulling him aside quickly.

The sword array fell into nothing, Ye Chunyang frowned and looked somewhere.

"Thousand Clouds Art?"

"Elder Taishang!"

Zhao Motong was stunned, but after recognizing the aura of the technique that saved him, his face was overjoyed.

At the same time, a figure appeared in the Tianshan Gate of Cold Wind Cave.

is an old man.

He is tall and straight, wearing a cloud-white robe, with gray hair and a white face, his hands are folded in the wide sleeves, and he walks in the void step by step, just like strolling in a garden, every step, a flower condenses under his feet Xiangyun.

Ride on the clouds!

This is a supernatural power that can only be possessed by those who are strong in the spirit transformation realm.

But the aura of this old man's cultivation was far higher than that of ordinary cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Realm, and even had a vague and profound meaning, which was somewhat similar to that of Aoki at the Golden Core Realm.

Obviously, the old man is an extremely strong man who has already reached the threshold of the golden alchemy realm, and he may be only one step away from forming alchemy.

"The Supreme Elder! You are out of customs!"

Zhao Motong's spirit was greatly lifted.

This is the strongest person in their Cold Wind Cave, the number one monk in Yan Kingdom, his appearance can turn the situation around.

"Elder Taishang, these two not only threatened us to relocate our clan, but even killed several of our elders. You must kill him here!"

Zhao Motong was full of joy, and ran forward even rolling and crawling, while staring at Ye Chunyang and Ye Xiaobao with cold eyes, wanting to tell the situation at this time.

The gray-haired old man raised his hand and said, "I already know, so there is no need to say more."

He walked up and looked at Ye Chunyang lightly, with an extremely indifferent expression.

"You Daoist Ye, right?"

"Old Master Hanfeng, why did you break into my mountain gate? I have no intention of asking. I only shot one arrow. If you take it, I will immediately lead the disciples to bow to you three times and nine times. From then on, I will respect you!"

The old man didn't say much, he bent one hand, and the sunset bow flew into his hand.

Among the divine bows, there was the last sunset arrow left.

"The Supreme Elder wants to send out the third sunset arrow?"

Zhao Motong's body and mind trembled, and he knelt down involuntarily, his face full of awe.

With his cultivation base, he can only barely shoot two arrows. To activate the third arrow, he must have a perfect cultivation base of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and only this Supreme Elder can do it.

"Fellow daoist arrives at Yincao Difu, you can report the old man's name to Lord Yan, old man Hanfeng Daoist, Hanfengdongtian No. 70 fourth-generation Supreme Elder!"

"Hanfeng Daoist" is the title of the elders of the Hanfeng Cave in the past, and it has been passed down to 74 people in the generation of the old man. It can be seen that the depth of the Hanfeng Cave is not inferior to the six sects of the Northern Territory.

Ye Chunyang held his hands behind his back and was silent. At this time, Ye Xiaobao had returned to his side, standing beside him like a loyal guard.

At this time, the bowstring in the hands of Daoist Hanfeng was full, and the dragon's head standing in the mountains trembled accordingly, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth gathered like a tide, turning into dazzling five-color rays of light that illuminate the entire Hanfeng Cave.

Standing in the rays of the sun, Daoist Hanfeng is like a god, exuding divine power, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The mountains within a few miles collapsed one after another, and the aura was drained, making the setting sun bow even more majestic.

As soon as the third sunset arrow was sacrificed, it actually triggered a vision of heaven and earth.

In the face of such a powerful magic weapon, it is simply impossible for human beings to resist.

"Pfft!"

Yun Shaoling, who was sitting paralyzed on the stone steps, vomited a mouthful of blood, and before he could escape, he was shocked by the breath of the divine bow and fell to the ground, his eyes were blank.

"Am I going to die?"

"It is not in vain to see such an amazing battle before dying."

Yun Shaoling murmured, only seeing the young man in black with his hands behind his back in his sight.

Killing a person in ten steps, leaving a thousand miles behind!
Since he went up the mountain with himself, three elders of Cold Wind Cave died at his hands.

"You won't die!"

Just when Yun Shaoling was in a daze, a voice echoed in his ears, Ye Chunyang punched a elixir into his mouth, and then gave him spiritual power.

Yun Shaoling only felt a burst of medicinal power dissipating in his body, and he recovered immediately.

He was ecstatic in his heart, and looked at Ye Chunyang in front of him complicatedly.

"If you want to save someone when you are about to die, you should take care of yourself first, fellow daoist."

The icy voice seemed to be a sentence from the god of death. The bow string in the hands of the cold wind master was full, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed.

Before the lingering sound fell, Master Hanfeng loosened his fingers.

The setting sun arrow flew into the sky, but unexpectedly there was no sound, but the void where it went was distorted, and under the spread of the aftermath, a long and narrow gully was opened on the ground, like a thousand-legged centipede, tearing the ground to reach Ye Chunyang near.

Zhao Motong's first two arrows were shocking to the world, but the third arrow of Master Hanfeng really has the power to destroy the world.

"Ants are ants after all, and they will never see the world of the strong."

"Since you are so confident, I have no choice but to let you know what is the real strength."

Ye Chunyang shook his head and sighed lightly.

He tapped the center of his eyebrows with both fingers, and the God-refining formula urged luck, and let out a low shout.

"The Primordial Spirit is out of the body!"

(End of this chapter)