C574 Sabre Type Spiritual Root
"Bam!"
ta ta … *
His fist landed on the Qi shield but did not cause the slightest bit of damage to it. His body was pushed back dozens of steps by the powerful recoil.
"Again!"
He was so angry at Tai Lai that he instantly appeared behind Ye Xiaofan. In just a breath of time, he threw out a dozen punches. The punches were like a storm as they accurately landed on Ye Xiaofan's Qi barrier.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
After a series of explosions, the Qi barrier only fluctuated for a moment and then didn't react. It went against the recoil of the shock as the internal organs of Tai Lai's body were dislocated. Blood rushed up his throat.
"Pfft!"
Xiang Lai couldn't hold it in any longer. He spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face turning pale as he retreated another ten steps.
"Li Lai is one of the top five in White Water City, Talent. He actually couldn't even break through that brat's barrier. This is unbelievable!"
"From the beginning to the end, that brat didn't even retaliate. If that kid attacked, then he would probably be crippled in a single move."
"This is even more exciting than watching a Incarnation Expert duel!"
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them and they were all booing. Their limelight all turned to Ye Xiaofan, and all the people in the field were praising Ye Xiaofan.
"Give me your sabre!"
When Xiang Lai heard the harsh words coming from his surroundings, his eyes turned pitch black. He went into a berserk state with his hands raised high into the air. A dense black energy rose up to his palms and crazily revolved as it condensed into the shape of a large blade.
He could not tolerate being stepped on by a little kid. Today, even if he had to risk his life, he would kill Ye Xiaofan!
"Buzz buzz!"
The large blade in Xiang Lai's hand was shaped. It was about the size of an adult. The blade itself was pitch-black and was surrounded by black mist. It looked like a weapon that had been fished out of hell. The moment anyone saw it, they couldn't help but shiver.
"These are saber-type spiritual roots. They are focused on killing and can gather a massive amount of infernal energy. They can crazily increase one's strength!"
"Not only can the sword attribute spirit root of the Xiang Family be cultivated, it can also be summoned to fight shoulder to shoulder. Its power is not in the slightest given to any magical equipment, and may even be even more formidable!"
"With the support of the blade spirit, I estimate that his strength will increase by more than three times. He should be able to break that child's Qi barrier."
When everyone saw the large blade in Xiang Lai's hand, they were all shocked. They couldn't help but think that Xiang Tai could break Ye Xiaofan's Qi barrier.
"Do you still want to fight? I still want to go in and buy things, but I don't have the time to waste on a sand sculpture like you."
Ye Xiaofan yawned and said nonchalantly. Then, he was ready to enter the Merchant Union.
This caused Xiang Tai to become anxious. If Ye Xiaofan entered the Merchant Union, how would he get his revenge?
"Extreme Saber Break!"
With momentum like a rainbow, he took three steps, then a distance of more than 10 meters between him and Tai Lai, leaving a trail of shadows behind Ye Xiaofan. The broadsword was raised high, aimed at the back of Ye Xiaofan's head, and chopped down with all its might.
"Shua!"
The huge blade descended, the air seemed to have been sliced apart, emitting an ear-piercing sound. Black Qi rippled out, the sword Qi suffused, everyone present felt as if their hearts were about to leap into their throats, as they concentrated on the scene before them.
The power unleashed towards Tai Lai was just too terrifying, as it directly pressed onto the Immortality of the eighth level, which was even equivalent to the Immortality of the eighth level.
Everyone thought that not only would this slash break Ye Xiaofan's barrier, it would also slash Ye Xiaofan into two.0
Ye Xiaofan frowned. The other party was trying to beat him to death. If he showed any mercy, wouldn't he lose a lot of face?
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