In a flash, Wuxin's eyes shone with golden light. He put his palms together and shouted angrily," The autumn wind is bleak!”
In an instant, his body was shining with golden light. It was as if he had covered an exquisite pagoda. He was as stable as a rock and impregnable.
"Boom!"
Immediately, an ear-piercing sound of metal clashing rang out from the Third Peak. It was deafening and terrifying.
Below the Qingyun Sect, a group of martial artists hurriedly covered their ears. Even Princess Yun Yun, who had seen many of Ye Xingyun's battle scenes, revealed a shocked expression at this moment.
"Bang!" A gray figure was suddenly sent flying, and a large hole was formed on the mountain wall, deeply embedded in it.
Just as Ye Xingyun had expected, the monk would definitely be sent flying by the powerful shockwave when he used the Buddhist Golden Bell Shield to block his sword Qi.
However, Ye Xingyun knew that this was not enough to seriously injure this young bald monk who had an abnormal defense. At most, he would suffer some superficial injuries.
Ye Xingyun did not panic. He looked at the tank-like monk on the mountain wall and quietly searched for his weakness.
Because he knew that all divine techniques had flaws. As the saying goes, no one is perfect. No matter how divine the divine power is, it is also created by man.
"Prince Consort Ye, this little monk is angry!" Wuxin, who was embedded in the mountain wall, flew down angrily and stood five feet in front of Ye Xingyun.
This was the first time Ye Xingyun had seen the white-robed monk face to face. He could not help but sigh. This was a handsome young monk with an extraordinary temperament.
If he hadn't shaved his head, who knew how many swordswomen would fall for him?
"Just now, this little monk took your move with the 'Autumn Wind Bleak'. Now it's my turn!”The handsome monk narrowed his good-looking eyes.
"Up to you." Ye Xingyun was fearless.
The monk's hands were shining with golden light. Genuine Qi surged in his monk robe as he flew into the air and slapped down at Ye Xingyun.
Ye Xingyun formed a seal with his left hand and formed a sword with his right hand. A silver flame appeared on his sword finger.
Then, he pointed at Wuxin, who was flying toward him, and struck out a green finger force at lightning speed.
"Tsk."
"Boom!"
The silver finger force and the golden palm force collided.
The white-robed monk was sent flying backward. After flipping twice in the air, the monk landed steadily on the ground.
Ye Xingyun could tell that even though this Eighth Level Mystic King Realm monk could not hurt him at all, he would not be able to kill him if he did not break his defense.
"Monk, it's not too late for you to admit defeat now!”Ye Xingyun was deep in thought.
Hearing this, the handsome young monk was stunned. He smiled awkwardly and shook his head,""Fuma Ye, are you planning to kill me with your mouth?”
Immediately, the white-robed monk's eyes turned cold. He sensed something strange.
Ye Xingyun seemed to be completely different now. He seemed to be in more danger.
If Ye Xingyun was like a well-matched opponent just now, then Ye Xingyun gave the monk the feeling that he was a grim reaper with a murderous aura.
I gave you a chance, but you didn't want it! Ye Xingyun no longer held back.
"Phantom Valley's ultimate skill, Fury Multi-Slash, activate!”
The monk was terrified. He looked at Ye Xingyun, whose eyes had turned green. For the first time, he could not remain calm.
What happened next made him even more uneasy.
Wuxin felt death beckoning him. This monk was smart and knew that the Third Peak would not be able to hold on any longer.
As long as there was life, there was hope. He immediately broke out of the window and flew towards the sky above Heaven's Beyond.
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"Eh? Wasn't this unintentional? Wasn't he guarding the peak? Why did it fly out?" A lanky spearman said in surprise.
"It's really unintentional. What is this monk trying to do?”
"Looking at his terrified expression, could it be that someone is chasing him?”
"Forget it, who else could it be? Other than that Prince Consort Ye, there was not a single hair on the Third Peak!”
"Heavens, what's going on? You said you were below the four immortals."
At this moment, the entire sky behind the white-robed monk that had flown out turned silver. It was extremely strange, and the martial artists present were shocked.
"Buzz!"
A deafening sword hum rang out. A Yuan Hong longsword with silver flames burning around it shot out like lightning. The tip of the sword was pointed at Wuxin, who was fleeing in the sky.
Wuxin circulated the Buddhist Golden Bell Shield as he fled. For a moment, the sky was brightly colored.
In front of him was a monk shining with golden light, and behind him was the long sword of Yuanhong, which was surrounded by silver light.
"Tsk."
Everything became quiet. In the sky beside the mountain range, the golden light dissipated. A bald head and a headless corpse suddenly fell to the ground.
The longsword seemed to have a mind of its own. It flew back to the mountain range of the Third Peak and returned to its sheath with a whoosh.
The martial artists from Heaven's Beyond were petrified!
What was going on? From the start of the Battle of the Five Peaks, an incense stick hadn't even finished burning.
At this moment, even Wuxin, who was known to have reached the peak of the Buddhist Golden Bell Shield, was beheaded by Ye Xingyun.
If the white-robed monk's Buddhist Golden Bell Shield was said to be unbreakable by the four immortals, then the moment the golden light around the monk dissipated and his head was cut off, everyone seemed to have come to their senses.
That was, Ye Xingyun's combat strength might not be any weaker than the Four Immortals of the Martial Arts World, who were at the ninth level of the Mystic King Realm!
All the Jianghu swordsmen watching the battle thought carefully and were extremely afraid.
In a pavilion not far away, White-haired Immortal and Daoist Dao Xuan stood up with shocked expressions.
"I still underestimated Ye Xingyun! How did he break my third disciple's Wuxin Buddhist Golden Bell Shield? Even if I don't use 90% of my power, I won't be able to break it.”Daoist Dao Xuan was shocked.
The White Hair Immortal stared at the towering mountain range in the distance, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"We can't let Ye Xingyun live!"
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