And can Ye Xiu, who is in it, avoid this sword?

Even the shadow flashed through this moment a trace of worry.

Ye Xiu did not dodge. He just took a strange position, took half a step forward with his right foot, half-squatted, held his left hand with a low abdomen, clenched his fist with his right hand, and hid it on his waist. A heavy and simple aura spread out from his body.

In the eyes of masters such as Shadow, Lan Xuetian, Jiang Liuying and others, it seemed as if they saw a Panlong sleeping in the abyss. They suddenly woke up, raised their noble dragon head and looked into the sky...

Panlong ascends to the abyss!

With a "swoosh!", Ye Xiu directly punched the sword light that only slashed down with an uppercut!

In the eyes of masters such as Shadow, another picture was seen. The giant dragon that seemed to have been sleeping in the abyss for tens of thousands of years suddenly woke up and swayed its huge body and soared into the sky.

He hit the huge sword light.

"Boom!" A loud bang fell from the sky, like a sword that was like heaven's punishment was actually shattered by the dragon-shaped fist force.

However, the dragon's body suddenly dissipated at this moment.

Lan Xuetian and Jiang Liuying opened their eyes wide and looked at this scene with disbelief. Obviously, they did not expect that Ye Xiu would crack Yun Kuang's powerful sword in this powerful way.

Why does this guy feel stronger than before?

There was also a flash of light in the shadow's eyes. He was worthy of being the disciple of Old Long. His cultivation was only seventh level, but he already had the cultivation level that could resist the peak powerhouses of the eighth level.

He even felt that if Ye Xiu had fought him head-on at this moment, he would not be Ye Xiu's opponent at all.

Even a hint of spirit appeared in Su Yanrou's eyes, and she was even more excited.

Maybe a miracle will really happen.

But soon, she realized something was wrong.

Before the energy was dissipated, Yun Kuang's body had already arrived in front of Ye Xiu.

The slender silver-white long sword stabbed Ye Xiu's heart.

It's like a thunder that cuts through the sky.

Thunder Sword!

Although it is not among the three unique skills of Yunjian Tower, it is also the top sword technique and is famous all over the world for its speed.

The speed of this sword is even about to break through the speed of sound.

Except for the shadow, no one saw the trajectory of Yun Kuang's sword drawing. In their eyes, Ye Xiu, who was just a few meters away, seemed to have come to Ye Xiu long ago and handed the sword to Ye Xiu's heart.

The tip of the sword had already reached Ye Xiu's chest.

Ye Xiu still maintained a punching posture. Can he avoid it?

Ye Xiu still didn't hide.

His left fist, which had been crossing his lower abdomen, blasted out at a faster speed at this moment, not at Yun Kuang, but at the sword that was about to pierce his heart.

Nine Dragons Ascend to Heaven!

This move is far less powerful than Pan Long Shengyuan, but its speed is faster than Pan Long Shengyuan!

The Thunder Sword, which only cares about speed and is not too powerful, was blown away by Ye Xiu with one punch.

Ye Xiu had already taken this opportunity to take a step forward. The breath in his body suddenly condensed, and the ancient and desolate aura spread again!

The dragon breaks through the dawn!

The true energy in the body rushed into his arms wildly, and the violent fist force was like a Canglong coming out of the air, instantly slamming into Yun Kuang's heart.

"Boom!" Yun Kuang's body instantly shattered.

But Ye Xiu's brows frowned.

Just because he hit the bombardment, there was a afterimage.

The punch he was ready to make did not cause any damage to Yun Kuang.

In just a moment, a black shadow enveloped the sky.
Chapter completed!