Chapter 182 - Chapter Four: Kill He Yan 2(fourth update)
Chapter 182 Chapter Four: Kill He Yan 2(fourth update)
“Again.”Ye Sheng roared, his aura soaring.
With the Holy Martial armor and the hundred forms sword in hand, Ye Sheng was completely fearless of attacks, sword after sword.
The sword was divided into yin and yang, the sword stood between life and death, and the sword pierced through the universe.
Ye Sheng’s reincarnation sword technique was free and easy, like a grandmaster. With each sword strike, it seemed to be able to distinguish between life and death in the world.
He Yan’s expression was cold as he said, “It’s really not easy to kill you. Your cultivation is very weak, but your body is strange. Your strength is terrifying. You’re wearing armor and holding a treasured sword. You can block my attacks. I’m really impressed.”
Ye Sheng’s treasured sword fell and sliced through He Yan’s neck, cutting open his body.
However, this was just an illusion. Ye Sheng turned around and struck with his sword.
Clang!
He Yan appeared behind him with the Holy Sword in hand. This was also a magic treasure. It could compete with the human world’s hundred states sword a few times and was not at a disadvantage. Its grade should be very high.
However, it was only very high.
As a magic treasure, the Human World’s hundred states sword gave birth to sentience. It was usually in a deep sleep. Now that it was activated by Ye Sheng, it immediately flew into a rage when it saw that it could not suppress a small holy sword.
The Human World’s Hundred States sword immediately released a halo that was more than ten meters long. With a fierce smash, it brought Ye Sheng’s strength and hit the Holy Sword.
Clang!
This time, it was a loud sound, like the roar of thunder. It resounded throughout the grassland, causing Kun Yu’s body to quiver, and he immediately knelt on the ground.
This was also the roar of a magic treasure. The Human World’s hundred states sword was overbearing, suppressing all auras. The holy sword wailed, trembled, and stubbornly resisted.
He Yan’s expression changed, and he said in shock and anger, “You actually want to destroy my magic treasure? This is simply outrageous.”
A large dark sky covered his hand, and black clouds covered the sky and covered the Sun.
Rumble!
A cold light blossomed in Ye Sheng’s eyes, and he roared in a low voice, “Netherworld River!”
This long river was vast and mighty, and it stirred up splashes of water. Ye Sheng stood within it like a god, looking down on this devil, He Yan.
Suppression!
The river of the Netherworld directly suppressed the great dark sky, unable to cause any waves at all.
“You actually know all the secret techniques of the Samsara sect?”He Yan’s expression changed drastically. His hair danced in the wind, as if he was a crazy devil, performing a very rare cultivation technique.
Crazy Devil Technique!
Like a crazy person, every time he punched out, the void would shake, bringing with it waves of lightning. In an instant, tens of thousands of lightning descended, wanting to Chop Ye Sheng into pieces.
Ye Sheng roared in a low voice, “Samsara Seal!”
He flipped his palm, and a large seal was ruthlessly smashed out.
The power of the two samsara seals that had been condensed completely exploded at this moment.
Dang!
Ye Sheng’s samsara seal struck out, and like forging iron, it smashed onto He Yan’s body, causing him to fall to the ground, and streaks of blood seals appeared on his body.
“Just like I said, I’m constantly growing, and you’ve already established yourself at the peak. Your potential and mine are heaven and earth. You Won’t be able to withstand my attacks. “Ye Sheng’s expression became cold, he had already figured out he Yan’s moves and knew how to defeat his opponent. The mad demon technique was completely countered by the Samsara Seal, and he was like a trapped beast, unable to do anything.
“Do you think you can shake my dao heart with just a few words?”He Yan sneered and said disdainfully.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his increasingly cruel smile. He jumped up and attacked Ye Sheng with the Mad Demon Fist technique in midair.
“You know very well whether it’s true or not. Why lie to yourself?”Ye Sheng said coolly. His expression was cold, and he would not show any mercy. He and He Yan also had no mercy to speak of.
Bang Bang Bang Bang! Ye Sheng and he yan collided in an instant. They immediately separated, and then attacked again. They separated again, and just like that, within a short minute, they exchanged three hundred blows.
Ye Sheng could not win all of these 300 blows. He was also injured. His body was covered in scars, and blood flowed out of his nose, mouth, and ears.
But he still won.
“It can end now. I have already gained enough enlightenment. You are of no value to me anymore.”Ye Sheng shouted loudly. He stared at the Crazy He Yan with a cold expression and then slapped him hard.
Rumble!
He Yan was slapped to the ground by Ye Sheng. He used two samsara seals and smashed onto the grassland, unable to move.
A deep scar appeared on the grassland. A human figure was inside, unable to move. The Samsara seal was still pressed on it.
Ye Sheng clutched his chest and coughed as he landed. He looked at He Yan and said, “It’s over. You’ve lost.”
“No, it’s impossible for me to lose to you.”He Yan did not believe him. His expression was insolent, and his eyes were bloodshot as he roared.
“Where is the Holy Sword? !”He Yan faced the sky and roared, calling out.
Ye Sheng watched quietly, and then his gaze turned to the sky.
Kacha!
A crisp sound resounded across the grassland.
He Yan’s face stiffened, and an abnormal flush surged up. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His entire person instantly became dispirited.
Ye Sheng watched silently.
The holy sword was smashed to pieces by the human world’s hundred states sword.
Just now, the holy sword was smashed into a dozen pieces and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of scrap metal.
The charm dissipated and was no longer the same as before.
At the same time, He Yan’s mind was damaged and he spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
The holy sword was a magic treasure nurtured by his life, but it actually shattered just like that.
He suddenly stared at Ye Sheng, his eyes filled with hatred. “You will die. Kill me, and the human world will definitely kill you on the grassland.”
Ye Sheng chuckled. “That’s just right. I just need the pressure. It’s just right that the human world has arrived.”
“The power of the human world is not something you can imagine.”He Yan smiled cruelly. It was a little terrifying.
Ye Sheng squatted down and said, “Actually, my terror is also something you can not imagine.”
Ye Sheng’s greatest terror was not his cultivation, not the Holy Martial armor, not the human world’s hundred forms sword, not the Samsara sect’s secret manuals, not even the ten Daoist techniques.
It was his cultivation speed.
Up until now, Ye Sheng’s cultivation had exceeded half a year, but there was still some time before a year.
He had broken through to the second sky of the innate realm and suppressed He Yan who was at the tenth sky of the innate realm.
If this speed were to be spread out, the whole world would be in an uproar.
There was absolutely no one who could be as fast as ye Sheng.
The human world might be very terrifying, but in Ye Sheng’s eyes, the human world was not as terrifying as him.
The person who trusted Ye Sheng the most in this world was ye Sheng himself.
“You will definitely die a horrible death. I will wait for you in the eighteenth level of Hell,”He Yan roared. He knew that he was dead for sure, so he did not beg for mercy.
He Yan had killed many people. He knew that when he killed, his eyes, expression, actions, and tone were all combined together to determine if he really had killing intent.
He looked at Ye Sheng and immediately understood that he could not survive. It was useless to beg for mercy. “Then slowly wait for me in Hell. Maybe one day, when I go to Hell as a guest, I will think of you.”Ye Sheng smiled coldly and then waved his hand.
Clang!
The Human World’s hundred states sword flew back and landed in Ye Sheng’s hand.
Puchi!
Ye Sheng raised his hand and waved the sword. Fresh blood spurted out and a human head flew out.
He Yan, dead.
Ye Sheng immediately used the sword to prop his body up weakly. He looked at Kun Yu and said, “Come over and help me into the carriage to rest.”
Kun Yu stood up trembling.