Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 1808 How is it possible?

Fujiang finally woke up and nodded with a wry smile.

It's gratifying that Ye Xinghe's strength has improved, but the situation is still not good for them.

"You and Sikong Kuang join forces, try to involve one person, and leave the rest to me."

Two and a half steps of airspace can barely withstand one early stage airspace.

Ye Xinghe shook his head, and the Sky Light Shadow Sword appeared instantly.

At this moment, the breath on his body suddenly fluctuated violently.

"It's enough for me to involve one of them!"

Uh-huh!

A bright golden light emerged, and Ye Xinghe took the initiative to rush towards a pioneer.

"Old guy, come out and fight!"

The pioneer in the early stage of the airspace had a gloomy look on his face, and sneered as he drove balls of demonic energy towards him.

"Give me a stick of incense and I will kill this kid!"

Xuan Jiuzhi frowned slightly, he always felt a little uneasy inside.

"Death Wuqi, be careful, I'm afraid there's something weird about this kid."

"snort!"

Sui Wuqi sneered: "It's just an ant in the middle of nowhere!"

Two rays of light, one golden and one purple, collided in an instant.

Space cracks like spider webs appeared around the two of them.

Ye Xinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, suppressing the spiritual energy that was fluctuating in his body.

The pioneer's strength was indeed strong, and he was injured in one blow.

Su Wuqi looked down at him, with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Boy, you will have no regrets if you die at my hands."

Ye Xinghe looked calm and stood solemnly with his sword raised.

The next moment, dazzling golden light suddenly emerged from mid-air, as dazzling as the sun.

Huge sword tripods appeared beside Ye Xinghe.

What was different from before was that these sword cauldrons actually gathered into a divine formation, and their power was even more powerful.

"Dingding Mountains and Rivers!"

Ye Xinghe has already mastered this god-level technique!

Countless sword shadows continue to circle along mysterious paths.

After a brief lag, it poured out like a flash flood!

Su Wuqi's expression changed drastically, he raised his hand, and a black light mask appeared around him.

Above the light shield, there are whirlpools emerging.

He didn't dare to resist, but used the power of space to decompose it!

The rain of swords arrived in an instant, causing ripples on the light shield.

boom! boom! boom!

A harsh roar sounded, and even Fu Jiang and others who were fighting fiercely couldn't help but look at it.

After a dozen breaths of indiscriminate bombardment, Ye Xinghe stood with his sword in hand.

God-level skills consume so much that even he needs to recover slowly.

The fluctuations caused by the bombing gradually dissipated, and Ye Xinghe looked intently in the direction of Sui Wuqi.

There is no one there!

Ye Xinghe's heart was on high alert, and he rowed sideways dangerously.

The next moment, a ghostly black claw landed on his original position, tearing the space there.

Sui Wuqi had a gloomy look on his face as he slowly walked out of the space and looked at Ye Xinghe with murderous intent on his face.

As the most noble pioneer of the demon clan, he had just been pressed down and beaten.

Although it didn't cause him much damage, it was enough to make him lose face.

"Boy, you deserve to die!"

A heart-breaking voice sounded, and phantoms enveloped Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe waved his sword to resist, and the sound of metal collision continued to be heard.

"Hell of the dead!"

Like a whisper from Jiuyou, it floated in Ye Xinghe's ears.

Before he could react, countless phantoms appeared in front of his eyes.

One by one, the souls of the dead seemed to have returned from hell, roaring towards Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe struggled to resist, but could only block less than half of the attacks.

The attack of the dead soul seemed to be aimed at the soul, causing Ye Xinghe's movements to slow down.

The faces of Sikong Kuang, Lin Feng and others below changed drastically, and they clenched their fists nervously.

Only Ye Lingxi managed to remain calm.

Looking at Ye Xinghe wrapped in black mist, Xuan Jiuzhi, who was besieging Fujiang, chuckled.

"Is this your reinforcement? It seems a little vulnerable!"

Fujiang was already a bit stretched to deal with the attack of ten people.

Several horrific scars made him look extremely embarrassed.

Faced with Xuan Jiuzhi's sarcasm, Fujiang's response was a fierce offensive.

If it weren't for the people on the opposite side who had their own thoughts, he would have been defeated by now.

It was only the worry that he would break out and take away a few people before his death that allowed him to persist until now.

Seeing Ye Xinghe trapped in a desperate situation, Fu Jiang was actually extremely worried.

He frowned slightly and looked at the situation on the field.

Do you want to start it now?

But he hasn’t accomplished his goal yet!

If you launch it at this time, you will probably fall short!

Just as he hesitated, the black mist suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

Su Wuqi screamed in surprise. Before he could make any move, the black mist suddenly began to dissipate!

"This is……"

"Swallow the Tao! Suck it for me!"

Along with Ye Xinghe's roar, thick black mist suddenly surged towards his body.

Su Wuqi's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed it with his claws with a gloomy face.

Ye Xinghe raised his sword to resist, but was knocked tens of meters away by a huge force.

But the black mist beside him has been absorbed by him for about 50%.

"You don't know how to live or die, how dare you absorb my mist of the dead!"

Su Wuqi sneered, waiting for Ye Xinghe to be killed by the black mist.

But after observing for a while, he did not see any discomfort in Ye Xinghe in the distance.

"How can this be!"

Those mist were formed by his condensation over many years, absorbing the energy of countless powerful dead souls.

It was full of deathly silence, terrifying, and so lethal that even strong men of the same level would not dare to touch it.

And Ye Xinghe is only half a step into the air!

How could he be safe?

Seeing Su Wuqi's unbelievable expression, Ye Xinghe raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Of course he won't be afraid!

The destiny soul of the Heavenly Book is in his body. No matter how strong you are, you can suppress them all!

Sui Wuqi also understood at this time that his plan had failed.

He looked sullen,

"I look down upon you, but you are still only half a step into the air! Come and die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force of space suddenly spread from his body.

The space around Ye Xinghe became distorted at this moment.

He immediately wanted to struggle to leave, but it was as if he was stuck in a quagmire and it was difficult to get out.

"Spatial millstone, grind!"

The god-like roar resounded throughout the space.

The protective golden light on Ye Xinghe's body was crushed to pieces almost instantly.

The space continued to squirm, and Ye Xinghe disappeared directly into that area!

Su Wuqi sneered and waved his sleeves gently.

"Hmph! Ants are always just ants. They have not reached the airspace and will never be able to withstand the power of space!"

Lin Feng looked at the space with a pale face and murmured in a low voice: "Ye Xinghe...is dead?"

Sikong Kuang's eyes were red, like an angry lion.

"Being squeezed by the space millstone, no matter how strong the defense is, there is nothing you can do!"

It seemed that everyone believed that Ye Xinghe had died.

But just when Su Wuqi was about to continue to encircle and suppress Fujiang, a vision suddenly appeared!

The space that had gradually returned to calm was suddenly opened with a crack.