Rumble…
Ye Yun took half a step back.
The old man flew upside down for more than ten meters and looked at Ye Yun in shock after landing.
He obviously had no idea that Ye Yun, who was at the ninth level of Ning Yuan, could possess such power!
In the first confrontation with Ye Yun, he who is at the fourth level of Zhenwu will be at a disadvantage!
Fortunately, in the previous confrontation, he had already used his martial soul ability on Ye Yun.
Just when Ye Yun wanted to continue the attack, he found that the sword in his hand became as heavy as a mountain.
Even with his unparalleled power, he couldn't pick it up directly for a while.
Bang!
The sword in Ye Yun's hand suddenly plunged into the ground.
Ye Yun instantly understood what the old man's martial spirit ability was.
Weights represent weight.
The martial spirit in the form of weights naturally has the ability to control mass.
"Can your martial spirit's ability control mass?" Ye Yun looked at the sword on the ground, and then looked at the old man not far away.
The old man replied without any concealment: "Yes, the mass of objects that I touch directly or indirectly will double in a short period of time."
"In other words, as long as the object is struck by me, its mass will double."
"Moreover, this effect can be stacked."
"If you get hit by me once, it will double. If you get hit by me twice, it will quadruple. And so on. The final upper limit is twenty times!"
Hearing this, Ye Yun was secretly shocked.
Doubling it twenty times is not twenty times!
An object, even if it only weighs a hundred kilograms, can reach a terrifying 100 million kilograms after doubling twenty times!
The old man smiled and said, "The collision of our sword blades just now was at least dozens of times."
"That is to say, the weight of the sword in your hand has increased twenty times at this time."
"I see."
Hearing this, a strange color flashed in Ye Yun's eyes, but there was not much expression on his face. It was obvious that he had already guessed this.
Seeing Ye Yun's appearance, the old man continued, "Although my martial soul ability can only last for three minutes."
"But I want to see how you can fight against me without weapons in these three minutes!"
As soon as the sound fell, the old man took his sword and rushed towards Ye Yun again.
When Ye Yun saw this, the phantom of the Demonic Sword behind him lit up again, and the white light burst out.
The sword energy is flowing vertically and horizontally - open!
Sharp sword energy wrapped around his fingertips and shot at the old man who was coming towards him.
But none of them were easily swung away by the sword in the old man's hand.
In the blink of an eye, the old man came to Ye Yun with lightning speed.
And the sword in his hand also struck out several swords at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, six sword rays connected into a pattern of a six-pointed star, crushing towards Ye Yun.
Knowing the abilities of the opponent's martial spirit, Ye Yun, who had no weapons, would naturally not resist forcefully.
With his footsteps moving slightly, Ye Yun used his body skills to dodge the incoming six-pointed star sword light.
The six-pointed star sword light passed by Ye Yun's side and landed on the wall of the hall.
In an instant, the wall was shattered by a sharp sword light, creating a large crater.
The old man did not hesitate and struck out several swords in succession.
In an instant, the six-pointed star sword light, as dense as a violent storm, enveloped Ye Yun.
Martial spirits can act on weapons, and naturally they can also act on people.
Ye Yun, who knew this well, would naturally not be hit by the old man again.
At this moment, he was in a very embarrassed state, being suppressed by the old man and retreating steadily.
He could only find gaps in the old man's continuous offensive and shoot out a stream of pointing energy.
But the old man's realm was already higher than Ye Yun's, and his speed and strength were not slower than him.
Those accusations were either swung away by him or easily avoided by him.
And with the help of Wuhun, he was even more at home, suppressing Ye Yun to death.
Under the old man's fierce attack, Ye Yun could only hold on.
Time passed by minute by minute.
At this moment, Ye Yun made a mistake, and the old man seized the opportunity and stabbed out with his sword.
The old man had obviously been preparing this sword for a long time.
At this moment, even if Ye Yun opened his extreme pupils, there was no room for dodge.
But, just at this moment.
But Ye Yun bumped forward and rushed into the old man's arms.
The sword blade hit Ye Yun faster than the old man imagined.
But it only penetrated two inches into his chest, and was blocked by his steel-hard ribs, preventing him from advancing even half an inch further.
A look of shock appeared on the old man's face. He had no idea that Ye Yun's body was so powerful.
But at this moment, Ye Yun pulled out the sword blade with his left hand.
Taking advantage of the situation, he moved towards the old man and at the same time used the pushing force to use his body skills to return to the starting position.
Immediately afterwards, he picked up the sword on the ground, restored it to normal quality, and at the same time distanced himself from the old man.
Completed in one go, flowing like clouds and flowing water.
Before the old man even recovered from the shock, Ye Yun had already completed all the actions.
The old man's pupils trembled, and he realized that the three minutes at this time were just right, no more, no less!
Looking at Ye Yun, he said with a surprised look, "Whether it's your strong body or your calm mind."
"I have never seen this on any trialist before!"
The old man couldn't help but exclaimed, "What are your body and your mind made of?"
Naturally, Ye Yun would not show off his identity in front of a dead person.
He looked at the old man expressionlessly and said calmly, "It's my turn!"
Obviously, being suppressed so unbearably just now also made him a little unhappy.
As soon as the sound fell, Ye Yun walked towards the old man with his sword in hand.
The first form of "The Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword" - One sword dominates!
There are no fancy moves, no gorgeous sword flashes.
Ye Yun just slowly raised his hand, swung his sword, and slashed at the old man.
The sword light flashed, and a transparent sword energy as thin as cicada wings slashed towards the old man with a devastating force.
Just an ordinary sword.
But at this moment, the old man felt an extreme sense of crisis.
He couldn't allow him to think too much about the moment when the sword energy appeared.
His figure retreated violently, and at the critical moment, he missed the sword energy.
The sword energy fell on the ground behind the old man, cutting off the hard white jade slab, forming a fault that was imperceptible to the naked eye.
When the old man saw this, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "I didn't expect you to be able to do such a terrifying sword move."
Seeing Ye Yun's expressionless face, he shook his head and said, "But the power is so huge, it consumes a lot of money."
"Forget it, one move will determine the outcome!"
As the sound fell, a violent aura surged out of the old man's body.
Immediately afterwards, the sword in his hand was instantly covered with blue energy.
The unique ability of a strong person in the True Martial Realm - vitality infusion!
It was obvious that he intended to understand the battle in one blow.
In just a few breaths, the aura on the old man's sword had been accumulated to the extreme.
"Thunder-cutting sword!" The old man yelled like thunder.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying giant sword energy burst out from the sword.
It split the ground and slashed towards Ye Yun with thunderous force.
Facing the old man's full-strength sword, Ye Yun did not slack off at all.
He immediately concentrated more than half of his energy on the sword in his hand.
Next, he will unleash a powerful killing move.
This is also the most powerful move he can currently perform.
