Chapter 1108: Chapter 1108: Such a Strange Swordsmanship

"The Tyrant Spear of the old Yuwen scoundrel has advanced a few degrees..."

Di Dao Lin squinted slightly, gazing at Yuwen Xiong Zhu attacking, and felt slightly taken aback.

This spear.

It gathered the life-long power of Yuwen Xiong Zhu, immensely strong and terrifying, containing explosive destructive power in its shaft, a single thrust possessing the might to destroy heavens and earth.

Even if he, Di Dao Lin, intervened, he would have to exert full effort, completely without reservation to block it.

And his daughter’s Dao companion was only at the eighth layer of the Divine Venerable Realm, despite having previously defeated a red-robed youth at the third layer of the Divine King Realm, Di Dao Lin felt a bit worried at this moment.

He had prepared to rescue at any time.

If Long Yunzi were defeated, and Yuwen Xiong Zhu pressed the attack, he would certainly intervene to stop him.

Anyway, the seventh Kill Sect strongman at the seventh level of the Deity King Realm was not here, so he had no qualms about intervening.

"You acted quickly!"

Watching the red spearhead like a Jiao dragon emerge from the sea, break through the air with a stunning momentum, Ye Yun merely smiled lightly.

The Silver Dragon Sword was unveiled, and he held it horizontally in front of his chest.

The momentum of heaven and earth gathered at this moment, miraculously achieving balance on the sword’s body.

Sword of the Life Realm.

Once this sword move was executed, no attack in the world could penetrate.

"That move again!"

Yuwen Xiong Zhu’s heart suddenly began pounding.

But he did not hesitate; the speed of the Tyrant Spear was like lightning, without any reduction.

As it came closer and closer.

The red spearhead was suddenly drawn by a huge force, pulled towards the direction of the sword.

"What’s going on?"

Personally experiencing the miraculous swordsmanship of Ye Yun, Yuwen Xiong Zhu’s heart was shocked; he watched helplessly as his spearhead was uncontrollably drawn into a mysterious space.

"Not good!"

He roared angrily, his arms trembled, gathering all his strength to pull, actually managing to extract the spearhead that had just disappeared.

His body flashed explosively, instantly retreating a hundred yards away.

"What a bizarre sword technique!"

Yuwen Xiong Zhu furrowed his brows tightly, looking at the spearhead, finding no issues, feeling slightly relieved.

At this moment.

On the other side, the God King Realm experts of the Yuwen family, seeing the city lord retreat after a single strike, all couldn’t help but reveal shocked expressions.

"This White Clad Sword Cultivator’s defensive swordsmanship move just now was extremely ingenious and very hard to crack..."

The injured red-robed youth, standing amidst the crowd, said somewhat dejectedly.

"—"

The other God King Realm experts listened and couldn’t help but look at each other in dismay.

Having not been personal witnesses, they couldn’t begin to comprehend the terrifying prowess brought by such a simple sword move.

"That sword was indeed formidable; I experienced it during the incident at the Di Family..."

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man couldn’t help but smile wryly.

He was the Yuwen family clan member at the first layer of the God King Realm who had once gone to the Di Family.

"Damn it, how does this guy have such good luck?

So young, able to find such mysterious swordsmanship in an Ancient Ruin! It’s infuriating!"

Another God King Realm second layer man felt envious, couldn’t help but snort coldly.

Such swordsmanship could establish a sect in the Divine Land.

Once this person enters the God King Realm, he’ll become even more terrifying!

No exaggeration.

That White Clad Sword Cultivator would be unrivaled in the God King Realm at that time.

"Go!"

A soft shout suddenly emitted from Ye Yun’s mouth.

Woosh... He suddenly stretched out a hand and tossed the Imitation Mirror.

Return courtesy for courtesy.

Firstly, smash this Yuwen Xiong Zhu with the Imitation Mirror.

"This mirror again!"

Yuwen Xiong Zhu sneered, mockery flashing in his eyes.

Swish!

From the center of his brow, a black light flashed out, subsequently transforming into a large black net in mid-air.

The black net covered the sky, enveloping the enlarging mirror.

Meanwhile.

Yuwen Xiong Zhu’s gaze burned, his robust body trembled, charging towards Ye Yun, spear in hand.

This time, he altered his attack method.

Buzz!

The Tyrant Spear in his hand merely shook lightly, causing hundreds of millions of red spearheads to appear in the void.

What concept is hundreds of millions?

Almost all the surrounding void had been completely filled.

The dense attacks were extremely terrifying, even more daunting than a world-destroying tidal wave.

"Changed the fighting style?"

Watching such fierce attacks, Ye Yun merely smiled indifferently.

He remained motionless, his expression becoming increasingly indifferent.

The Imitation Mirror, seeing the black net approaching in mid-air, couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.

"Master told me not to speak; it’s really suffocating, so I’ll take it out on you, damn it!"

With a decision made in his heart.

The Imitation Mirror suddenly expanded, surpassing the size of the black net within a short instant.

On its surface, black and white stripes wriggled rapidly, turning into a fearsome large mouth.

Whoosh!

The large mouth abruptly opened, swallowing the black net whole.

After swallowing.

The Imitation Mirror smacked its lips, seemingly unsatisfied.

"This strange mirror... actually possesses the power to swallow treasures?"

Witnessing the black net disappearing, numerous strongmen of the Yuwen family were visibly shocked.

Elsewhere.

Father and daughter of the Di Family were also deeply shocked.

Swish swish swish...

In the void, the spear shadows dyed the skies red, shooting rapidly in all directions.

Each spear shadow seemingly had substance, emanating a terrifying aura, making it hard to discern authenticity.

Regarding this attack, Yuwen Xiong Zhu was exceedingly satisfied.

The scope of this attack was a 360-degree indiscriminate assault.

He did not believe that the sword held against Ye Yun’s chest could seal off all angles completely.

Whoosh... When the sky full of spear shadows approached within three yards of Ye Yun, they were suddenly drawn by an inexplicable force, all flying towards the sword.

During flight, those spear shadows vanished instantly.

"Does this sword’s effect cover such a large range?"

Yuwen Xiong Zhu’s heart was slightly surprised, yet he did not panic, amidst the cover of the spear shadows, his real body and clones instantly split into three, appearing behind and on both sides of Ye Yun.

Using the spear shadows as cover, three spears simultaneously aimed at Ye Yun.

The spear momentum was fierce.

The spearhead exuded a thread of terrifying homicidal aura.

"Danger!"

Di Dao Lin couldn’t resist shouting in warning, poised to intervene and assist.

Suddenly, his gaze turned somewhat dazed.

He seemed to see a white-clad figure instantly transform into four identical figures.

The four figures were positioned in different directions, each holding the sword to their chest, harnessing the momentum of heaven and earth, guiding all attacks into the heavenly force.

The densely packed spear shadows swiftly vanished.

The Tyrant Spears held by Yuwen Xiong Zhu’s real body and clones were also drawn by this power, entering that mysterious space.

"This kid wielded cloning swords too?"

Yuwen Xiong Zhu gasped, his real body and clones abruptly tugging at the Tyrant Spear, swiftly retreating.

"Still trying to escape?"

A cold voice echoed through the void.

Swoosh!

An astonishing sword light flashed across, like splitting heaven and earth in the void.

Thump thump...

Accompanied by several muffled sounds, Yuwen Xiong Zhu’s two clones were cut into pieces by Ye Yun.

As for his real body, he watched helplessly as the sword landed on his brow.

The icy sword intent instantly penetrated his mind.

"I’m dying!"

Yuwen Xiong Zhu screamed inwardly, closing his eyes.

At this moment.

He unexpectedly felt regret.

Emperor Jiuying’s Dao companion was indeed too frightening.

He should not have voluntarily accepted the challenge.

However, now it was all too late.

The icy sword intent fell onto his brow, instantly stripping him of any will to survive.