Its power is fully comparable to his Alluring Sword Domain.
However, he still didn't understand until he had actually used it in real combat.
In particular, the full force of those A-level ability users was completely dismantled in an instant.
He had no idea what methods Ye Aotian had used. (Urban Super Full-Time System)
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Chapter 584 Yang Feng VS Ye Aotian
"His talent is also very rare. What's the point of life if you don't have a worthy opponent?"
Yang Feng stood on his longsword, concealing his figure, and looked down at everything below, a smile involuntarily curving his lips as he murmured something.
However, he cultivated the Chaos Technique, and his strength was comparable to the sixth level of the Heaven Rank. If Ye Aotian did not have any trump cards to play, he might be completely defeated.
Therefore, he has already surpassed Ye Aotian by a large margin, all thanks to the power of the system.
At this moment, on the dock below.
Roschel's face froze, and an unspoken fear gradually surfaced in her eyes.
Yes, he was scared!
Ye Aotian, a legendary figure in the assassin world!
"Haha, this is interesting. As expected of someone from the distant land of China, impressive!"
Heathley clapped his hands, a playful smile on his face. Suddenly, he leaped into the air, a cloud of icy mist forming around him, which gradually condensed into a layer of ice.
"An S-rank ice-attribute ability user? I didn't expect Roschel to have such a powerful ally by her side!"
Ye Aotian's eyelids suddenly twitched slightly, and the longsword in his hand, imbued with internal energy, was suddenly swung out, forming a fierce hurricane.
Clang!
At the same time, Heathley condensed ice into a sharp blade and shot it out suddenly in mid-air, unleashing a soaring killing intent.
"Die!"
Heathley's cold eyes blazed with boundless bloodlust.
The sharp, icy blade swept through everything in its path, as if tearing through the void, and arrived in front of Ye Aotian in an instant. The intense killing intent made him retreat continuously.
"Nine Dragons Burning Fire Palm!"
Just as Ye Aotian was making the incantation, his left sleeve suddenly ripped open, revealing a conspicuous scarlet dragon pattern. Then, a violent flame surged out, coiling around his arm and erupting.
"Bang!"
The icy, piercing water chestnuts were devoured by the raging flames and vanished in an instant.
"You've got some skill." Heathley grinned, revealing twelve gleaming white teeth. His eyes suddenly lowered, and he stepped into the air, beginning to condense an ice domain.
"Shuashuashua——"
A biting wind swept out, and the temperature within a ten-meter radius around him began to drop rapidly, eventually settling at minus thirty degrees Celsius, leaving a thin layer of ice on the ground.
Ye Aotian frowned slightly, feeling as if the blood in his body was about to freeze, and a layer of icy mist appeared on his jet-black hair.
“The Frost Domain is something only S-level ability users can comprehend, giving them an advantage over even Heavenly Rank martial artists. It seems Sisley is going to eliminate this Chinese man. How pitiful!” One of Sisley’s wives looked at Ye Aotian with a pitying gaze.
"Absolute zero, explode!"
Heathley roared, and the surrounding icy domain seemed to tremble, whipping up a violent tornado that instantly engulfed Ye Aotian's tiny figure.
The small ice crystals that condense inside the tornado explode one by one, with a power comparable to that of a sniper rifle bullet.
"Hahaha--"
Heathley looked at Ye Aotian, who was covered by an ice tornado, and couldn't help but laugh. In his eyes, Ye Aotian was already a cold corpse, and he couldn't even leave behind a complete body.
They had absolutely no ability to resist and could only be suppressed by his icy domain before being annihilated by the absolute zero tornado!
"A mere Heavenly Rank expert from China? Hah! I've even killed a fifth-level Heavenly Rank expert, let alone a third-level Heavenly Rank martial artist like you. You're no challenge at all..."
He stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.
Then, a dramatic change occurred!
The dragon sword, at absolute zero, suddenly erupted with an extremely high-temperature flame, which was instantly shattered and melted away. The billowing fire that shot into the sky resembled a giant fire dragon.
"If this is all you're relying on, then prepare to be killed by me!"
Ye Aotian's figure shot out like a cannonball, tracing an arc in mid-air. A golden light flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He sneered:
"Heathly, this is a martial art I created after gaining insights at Mount Tai in China: the Eighteen Palms of Annihilation!"
"First move: Golden Dragon Annihilates the World!"
With a roar, Ye Aotian's hands contained ancient and domineering power, and the golden dragon mark on his left arm shone with a scarlet light.
With an extremely terrifying internal force, it slammed down towards Heathley from the sky.
"What?! How can you still have such power?!"
Heathley's eyelids twitched as he felt a powerful aura pressing down from above—the power of a dragon.