sinovels Chapter 3847 I'll name this move Purple Meteor!
Chapter 3847 I'll name this move Purple Meteor!
"Today, I will use you to test the power of this wisp of innate purple energy!"
Looking at the imposing Lord of the Manor, Ye Junlin took a deep breath and slowly raised the Burial Sky Sword in his hand.
hum!
Purple energy swirled in his eyes before returning to clarity, and that wisp of purple energy quietly flowed into the Burial Sky Sword.
The blade shimmered with light, but only at the tip of the sword did a wisp of purple light flicker and sway.
"I can't believe you're still alive!"
The Lord of the Manor stood proudly in the void. He was somewhat surprised to see that Ye Junlin had only spat out a mouthful of blood and did not have any serious injuries.
But then he scoffed, "If you don't die the first time, I don't believe you can survive every time!"
He has extremely strong confidence in his own abilities.
Now, even if he faces a ninth-level Venerable Saint who has completed the Dao Fusion, he is not afraid at all and dares to fight.
Although Ye Junlin broke through to the next level, he was still only at the eighth level.
Just a little bit more!
"Your purple light looks nothing special."
The lord's gaze swept over the sword tip, a hint of disdain flashing deep in his eyes.
This purple light was so faint, it had almost no energy fluctuations.
It was nothing compared to the previous black and gold fusion of light.
"Is it?"
Ye Junlin used all his strength, having completely poured his innate purple energy into the Burial Sky Sword. Upon hearing this, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
He had a premonition...
The innate purple aura is an extremely terrifying and powerful energy!
He had used it before, but he used it too crudely. After the incident with Ye Xiaoling, although he did not make great progress in his understanding of innate purple qi, he did gain a little bit of insight.
As you use it, you become more and more adept at it.
It was precisely because of this that he clearly sensed the immense terror contained within the innate purple energy!
"Still being stubborn even when death is imminent? I'll show you just how big the gap is between us!"
Seeing that Ye Junlin was not afraid at all, the manor lord said no more, and the halberd in his hand trembled slightly.
"This strike will take your life!"
hum!
The halberd trembled, and demonic energy emanated from it, violent and chaotic, with a faint outline of a bull appearing.
This ox exuded a demonic aura that shook the heavens and earth.
"The Heavenly Demon Emerges from Its Cocoon!"
Immediately, the manor lord's eyes turned cold, and he began to wield his halberd, charging down rapidly.
It slammed down hard on Ye Junlin's head!
"Roar!"
The phantom of the bull seemed to come alive at that moment, and the sound it emitted was like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, shaking heaven and earth.
As the halberd slammed down, the bull charged towards Ye Junlin.
Above the bull's head, the horns shone even brighter.
"I'll name this move... Purple Meteor!"
As the attack drew ever closer, Ye Junlin remained unfazed and uttered a cold sentence.
Purple Meteorite!
The purple in "innate purple energy" and the fall in "fallen"!
One strike, and it's a guaranteed kill!
"go with!"
Ye Junlin suddenly flicked his wrist, and the Burial Heaven Sword trembled. A wisp of innate purple energy burst forth from the tip of the sword.
In the blink of an eye, they collided with the phantom of the bull.
boom!
The moment the purple light made contact with it, a terrifying wave of energy swept outwards.
Immediately afterwards...
The bull's horns, its most powerful striking feature, snapped off instantly.
"what?!"
Upon seeing this, the manor lord's pupils contracted, and his face showed disbelief.
This purple light clearly shows no energy fluctuations, so how could it be...?
How can you sever a bull's horns with a single sword strike?!
chi chi...
In that instant of shock, tiny sparks of light burst forth from the broken bull horn.
The entire phantom of the cow shattered and transformed into countless points of light.
One sword, break it!
"this?!"
This scene caused the manor lord's expression to change drastically. He finally realized that he had underestimated Ye Junlin and the power of that purple light.
But now, the arrow is on the bowstring, and it must be released!
He gripped his halberd, and the instant the ox's phantom image shattered, he slammed it down fiercely towards Ye Junlin's head.
Wherever the weapon passed, space shattered inch by inch; it was truly terrifying.
however……
Ye Junlin merely raised his eyes indifferently, glanced at the Fangtian Halberd, casually retracted his arm, and held the Burial Heaven Sword horizontally above his head.
boom! ! !
The halberd slammed heavily onto the Burial Sword, instantly unleashing an extremely terrifying shockwave.
clack clack...
This fluctuation of energy caused the void in the domain to gradually crack and show various marks.
This shows just how powerful the power is!
"Your move is nothing special!"
Ye Junlin blocked the oncoming halberd with just one hand holding his sword, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"Next, it's my turn!"
His hand, which had not been holding a sword, suddenly brought two fingers together to form a finger sword, and pointed it sharply in the direction of the manor lord.
Swish!
A wisp of purple light also appeared at the fingertips, which shot out in an instant.
"not good!"
The lord's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly tried to retract his halberd to block in front of him.
But it was too late!
The purple light was so fast that even the aura couldn't detect its passing.
puff!
The lord's halberd had only been halfway back when the purple light mercilessly pierced through his brow.
As soon as blood was drawn, it splattered out.
The manor lord's body trembled instantly, his head snapped back, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
Consciousness, however, has gradually become blurred.
My body grew heavier and heavier, my consciousness grew darker and darker, and I could no longer muster any strength.
Bang!
Without warning, the halberd in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
His body, finally losing all its breath, plummeted straight down.
Boom!
Finally, it fell heavily to the ground.
Blood flowed freely from between the eyebrows, staining the ground behind the lord's head crimson.
His eyes were still wide open, filled with disbelief.
He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving rapidly and violently.
No matter what he did, he could only breathe less and less fresh air into his mouth.
That suffocation comes from the depths of the soul.
His gaze shifted from shock to numbness and then to unfocusedness, until his eyeballs became completely still.
The last thing I saw...
A figure holding a sword in one hand walked step by step to his front, looking down at him with an indifferent and cold expression.
It was as if I were looking at a corpse.
"You lost, I won."
Ye Junlin looked down at the manor lord, his face indifferent and his eyes icy: "The loser's final fate is only death!"