PFC Chapter 189 Defeating Ye Xuantian
Chapter 189 Defeating Ye Xuantian
In the end, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and take the blow head-on with a Xuan Tian sword in hand.
boom!
This punch struck the Xuan Tian Sword like a mountain crushing an egg. The Xuan Tian Sword was bent by the overwhelming force of the punch, and the spiritual energy on the sword was greatly diminished, like a flickering candle.
Ye Tianxuan himself had already been blasted ten miles away like a kite with a broken string, his fate unknown.
The Ye family members, three miles away, all changed their expressions drastically, like startled birds. Some of them couldn't contain themselves and wanted to set off to provide support.
However, he was stopped by the solemn-faced elder of the Ye family, whose booming voice said, "Don't worry, Xuan Tian is not as fragile as you think."
Sure enough, Ye Xuantian, who had fallen in the woods, had gotten up in a disheveled state. At this moment, a trace of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his hands were also bleeding from the tiger's mouth due to the shock.
Just as he was about to make a move, Xia Yuhui appeared in front of him like a ghost. At that moment, he formed a claw with one hand and quickly grabbed at Ye Xuantian's neck like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.
With his current strength, if he were to land this blow, it would be like a strong man crushing a chicken.
"Mysterious Heaven Sword Formation, activate!"
At the critical moment, Ye Xuantian unleashed his signature killing move. He had used this move to defeat the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator in the previous battle, and he was confident that the result would be the same.
In an instant, the five spirit swords suddenly appeared beside him like shooting stars, and then burst forth with endless sword energy, which engulfed Xia Yuhui like a surging wave. Xia Yuhui could only passively protect the vital parts of his body and slowly retreat.
In an instant, the sword energy slammed into Xia Yuhui like a storm. If viewed from a distance, one could only see a huge sphere woven from the sword energy.
Although the sword energy was extremely sharp, Xia Yuhui's scales were taken from a second-tier great demon, so the sword energy could not cause any real damage to Xia Yuhui.
Seeing that the attack had failed, Ye Xuantian, who was far away, made a decisive move. He controlled the five spirit swords and made them merge into one like a phoenix rising from the ashes, transforming them into a giant sword that crashed down from the sky with the force of thunder.
Knowing there was no way to avoid it, Xia Yuhui could only grit his teeth and throw a punch to take the blow head-on.
"Ding!"
The fist failed to repel the giant sword; instead, it pierced his chest. However, due to the scales on Xia Yuhui's body, only a large patch of scales was torn open on his chest.
Seeing this from afar, Ye Xuantian was stunned. However, he did not lose heart. In the next instant, hundreds of different array patterns appeared on the five swords. The array patterns merged rapidly like dancing elves, eventually forming a huge array that firmly trapped Xia Yuhui inside.
Furthermore, the sword energy within the formation roamed around like a dragon, continuously striking Xia Yuhui like raindrops.
Ye Xuantian, who was nearby, gritted his teeth and turned around with difficulty, quickly retreating to create some distance between himself and Xia Yuhui. Then, he poured his magic power into the formation like a flood bursting its banks.
At this moment, Xia Yuhui was already surrounded by five array plates. The next moment, thousands of flying swords formed by magical power appeared on the array plates like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
Xia Yuhui quickly crouched down and released a tortoise shell, which he made to rotate continuously to defend against the surrounding attacks.
After doing all this, the flying swords struck the tortoise shell one after another like locusts passing by.
Ding Ding Ding!
Amidst the flashes of fire and the shadows of swords, the flying swords seemed endless, raining down from the five array plates. Even when Xia Yuhui seized the opportunity to unleash crimson lightning into the tortoise shell and then peel it off to strike the array plate, it was all in vain. The array plate seemed to have its own consciousness, constantly spinning around Xia Yuhui like a top, rendering Xia Yuhui's attacks utterly futile.
Even when Xia Yuhui tried to move, those array plates followed him relentlessly, like a persistent leech.
In just three or four breaths, cracks appeared on Xia Yuhui's tortoise shell. Clearly, if it continued like this, it would definitely shatter.
However, within the span of three or four breaths, Xia Yuhui had already found a way to break the formation. Just now, after he opened his divine sense and carefully examined the array plates around him, he discovered that behind the five array plates were the five Xuan Tian swords. As long as these five flying swords were repelled, the formation would surely be broken.
If other cultivators were to face this sword formation, they might be helpless against it, but Xia Yuhui, who excels in offense, is completely different.
The next moment, Xia Yuhui put away the tortoise shell, letting the flying swords attack him. Lightning surged around his body like a dragon, and then hundreds of crimson lightning bolts shot off his body like arrows.
Because the attack was too dense, no matter how fast the five array plates were, three of them were instantly blasted away by the crimson lightning, like targets hit by arrows. The array plates that attacked Xia Yuhui lost three of their positions in one go.
With the pressure on Xia Yuhui greatly reduced, he released several more streaks of crimson lightning, which knocked the two flying swords away. At this point, the great formation was broken!
After breaking the formation, Xia Yuhui looked fiercely at Ye Xuantian, who was suffering a backlash from the broken formation, and launched an attack without any hesitation.
"fall!"
Boom!
Two bolts of lightning, like giant dragons, fell straight down from the dark clouds in the sky, shattering Ye Xuantian's last remaining defensive magic artifact like an eggshell.
Immediately afterwards, Xia Yuhui cast a spell to summon a fire python, which bared its fangs and claws and bit directly at Ye Xuantian. Faced with such an impenetrable attack, Ye Xuantian was already in complete disarray, like a headless fly.
He could only haphazardly cast a defensive spell, like a drowning person.
The fire python struck the defensive spell like an iron hammer, shattering it as easily as paper, and then continued to pounce on Ye Xuantian like a hungry tiger.
Ye Xuantian had just caught his breath and was about to throw out the two talismans in his hand as if they were his lifeline when a crackling sound came from behind him, like the urgent beat of a death knell.
At that moment, Xia Yuhui swiftly used the Lightning Escape Technique like a ghost, appearing behind him and then lifting him up like a chicken.
Just as Ye Xuantian was about to resist, he was directly paralyzed by the lightning in Xia Yuhui's hand, and his magical energy dissipated.
With a wave of his arm, Xia Yuhui caused the menacing fire python to vanish like smoke. Now, as his magical power deepens, the spells he casts become increasingly powerful, like a tidal wave.
"Ye Xuantian is no match for me, Xia Yuhui!"
Just now, because this person's surname was Ye and his reputation was well-known, he was under immense pressure. But now it seems that this person surnamed Ye is nothing special.
Upon hearing these words, Ye Xuantian, whose eyes had been glazed over, immediately revealed a fierce glint like a hungry wolf, but he quickly concealed it.
"Fellow Daoist Xia, I admit defeat!" Ye Xuantian's voice was as calm as still water.
Seeing this scene from afar, the Ye family members were already furious and surrounded Xia Yuhui like a tidal wave.
"Hmph, fellow Daoists, do you intend to bully the weak with numbers?" Xia Yuhui looked at the Ye family's Grand Elder with a mocking smile on his lips.
"Fellow Daoist Chi Lei, this was just a friendly spar, nothing more. Have you gone too far? Do you really want to make an enemy of the Ye family?" Ye Qinghe, the eldest elder of the Ye family, said coldly, his face as frosty as ice.