Chapter 88 Elder Shaoyang

Ye Xiwen was about to rush to Ye Ruxue's courtyard when suddenly an old roar came from the sky: "Ye Xiwen, come out for this old man!"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying coercion was instantly pressed down, pressing down towards the entire courtyard.

This was a terrifying pressure, one caught off guard, almost overwhelmed Ye Xiwen.

"Who!" Ye Xiwen shouted, mixed with the innate qi tumbling out and directly confronting that coercion, the two zhenqi directly collided into a storm.

However, it was obvious that Ye Xiwen's innate qi was obviously not the opponent's opponent, and he was defeated all the way.

Innate True Yuan!

Ye Xiwen's eyes flickered, and the person who came was definitely not a disciple of the branch, because the innate true essence only possessed the ability of masters above the sixth level of innate.

When the innate masters break through to the peak of the fifth-layer innate realm, they can convert all the acquired innate energy in their body into innate innate energy. At that time, their combat power will explode to a peak, but if they want to break through to the sixth-layer innate, then Then it's not just that, but a transformation will happen again, from innate true energy to innate true essence, this is the second transformation of life.

Once the transformation is successful, the lifespan has more than doubled from the original two hundred years to five hundred years old in one fell swoop.

The masters of the Innate Sixth Layer are much more powerful than the Innate Fifth Layer, and they can almost fight a group one by one, and a qualitative change has occurred again.

The One Yuan Sect also used this as the standard for division. Those below the sixth level of the congenital are all inner disciples, and those above the sixth level of the congenital are core disciples.

Although there is only one level difference, the actual treatment is very different.

The elders of each branch are all core disciples above the sixth level of congenital innate. Many of these elders are very old because they are approaching the age limit of five hundred years, but they will only be able to reach the core disciples who have no hope of breaking through to the true way. Choose to serve as an elder in a branch.

But even so, these elders are very terrifying beings, far beyond what ordinary disciples can compare.

"Who are you!" Ye Xiwen walked out of the courtyard, but saw an old man in dark clothes standing at the mother's mouth, staring at Ye Xiwen with anger.

Immediately after Zhang Yang, Ye Feng and Ye Ruxue, who had just broken through to the innate realm, also rushed over.

"Which one of you is Ye Xiwen?" The black-clothed old man said in a cold voice.

"I am!" Ye Xiwen said.

"It's you little bastard who injured our Shaoyang branch disciple!" said the black-clothed old man in a cold voice.

"Who is the little beast scolding?" Ye Xiwen asked.

"Little beast scolds you..." The old man in Xuanyi blurted out, only to find the trap between his words, his face flushed red, he was very angry.

"Hahaha!" The disciples of the Qingfeng Mountain branch all laughed unbridled. They are all human beings. Although they are inconspicuous in the main sect, in the branch, they are all people who call the wind and call the rain. , How could the head not be smart, I immediately understood that this old man in Xuanyi should be an elder of the Shaoyang branch.

This is the mortal enemy, even if the other party is an elder, but the mortal enemy will not change, the hatred between the two sides has extended for so many years.

The other party must have come to ask Huo Cheng and other disciples who were maimed by Ye Xiwen and could not participate in this assessment.

"You little bastard, you are courting death!" The black-clothed old man said angrily, flicking his sleeves, the air was distorted, and a big gasified hand instantly covered it. Although it is not a big means, the power varies, but it is still very useful for warriors below the sixth level of the congenital.

"Qiang!" The long knife behind Ye Xiwen was unsheathed in an instant, bursting with dazzling light, covering the small half of the sky, illuminating Ye Xiwen's figure like a god of war, with a solemn expression and long black hair flying in the wind .

The sword glow transformed into a big sword that was completely condensed from infuriating energy.

Towards the big hand, it slashed down.

"Zizzizizi!"

The knife light slashed above the big hand and made a sizzling sound. Then, the sharp knife light evolved into a picture of a falling moon, which is artistic conception.

Relying on the mood of Luoyue, Daomang, which had already been defeated, regrouped in an instant and continued to slash down.

"Artistic conception, how is it possible to actually practice artistic conception!" The black-clothed old man widened his eyes and looked at Ye Xiwen in disbelief. He couldn't believe that Ye Xiwen had actually developed the artistic conception. , Even among the disciples in this session, it can only be said that it is rare, how could it appear on him.

But also, if it wasn't for such a monstrous talent, how could it be possible to defeat the genius in his own sect.

Thinking of this, a trace of killing intent flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed old man. Such a genius, who appeared in a hostile branch, must be killed, otherwise, it would definitely not be a good thing for the Shaoyang branch to grow up.

This time, even if he had to fight the danger of being punished by Zong Nei, he had to kill the danger in the cradle.

In the sky, the lunar map and the big hand collided fiercely, colliding with terrifying air fluctuations, rippling layer by layer.

The pressure on Ye Xiwen was getting bigger and bigger. His sword intent collided fiercely with the opponent's big hand. Strong pressure on Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen quickly fell to the bottom of the wind, and the bones all over his body were crackling. This was because the bones were rubbing fiercely. Ye Xiwen's body was as strong as a stone, but under this terrifying pressure, the body began to emit bang.

"Old guy, what do you want to do!" Ye Xiwen roared through gritted teeth, his heart was full of anger, this old guy is indiscriminate at all, looking at it like this, it is possible to kill himself here.

The black-clothed old man didn't care at all, ignored Ye Xiwen, just pressed down with a big hand, and even Ye Xiwen's picture of the falling moon would be crushed.

"Old guy, what happened today will definitely be returned in the future!" Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth and said, a lot of sweat dripping frantically on his face.

Ten years, if another ten years pass, he will definitely be able to squeeze this old guy to death, but now, not yet!

Power, power is not enough!

For the first time, Ye Xiwen truly felt through his heart and lungs, strength, strength, he needs strength, and only enough strength can make what happened today never happen again.

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