Chapter 457: : Killing intent from the third in the list!

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Swordsman, sharpness too!
Therefore, the swordsmen are pure, their style is like the long sword in their hands, pure and direct. Because they are sincere to the sword, they are also sincere to the heart.
Swordsmen never make promises to anyone easily, but as long as the promise is made, even if it is going up to the sword and down the fire, they will not frown, and will only do their best to achieve their promise, even if they pay their own lives.
Therefore, Cheng Moyou opened his mouth like this, and the words that were spoken were like knives, one by one spit and one nail.
Because he has received the favor of Ye Wuque's guidance, if he doesn't make a return, his sword heart will be dusted and his heart will be obstructed, and he will not be able to advance violently, improve his kendo cultivation, and no longer be pure.
But Cheng Moyou's words spread throughout the arena, and immediately made countless disciples dumbfounded.
"Let me go! This is too exaggerated! What exactly happened? The twenty-second Qingshan Tianjian Cheng Moyou, who is the twenty-second on the list, just became Ye Wuque's younger brother?"
"What the did Ye Wuque do? Just give Cheng Moyou a bit of guidance, so he can worship him?"
"It's a beeping dog too! Is this the scene of the ranking competition? This has become the scene of Ye Wuque's collection of younger brothers!"
"That's awesome! Ye Wuque is simply too awesome to let a master who is ranked 22nd on the list worship him!"
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Countless disciples in the arena exclaimed with incredible expressions, but immediately there was infinite emotion and awe for Ye Wuque. The challenge of the ranking match was like this, and there was no one.
On the battlefield, Ye Wuque also knew something about Cheng Moyou's actions. He understood that this was a swordsman's way of not going against his heart, so he immediately stepped forward to help Cheng Moyou and said with a smile: "Brother Cheng does not need to do this. , Congratulations to Brother Cheng for taking a further step in kendo. Since then, he has stepped into the realm of harmony. The road to supreme kendo is expected!
Ye Wuque said this sentence sincerely, with a slight smile.
Cheng Moyou looked at Ye Wuque, who was obviously younger than him, but had a better demeanor, and a sigh came out of a pair of sword-like eyes.
"Junior Brother Ye, your understanding and cognition in the line of kendo is truly exquisite. If Junior Brother Ye is practicing swordsman, he must be an inexperienced Gedai genius in my kendo!"
Looking at Ye Wuque, Cheng Moyou said such a sentence, but it was sincere, without any hypocrisy and politeness.
"Haha, Brother Cheng passed the award, but my path is not kendo. But the road is three thousand, although the road is different, but after reaching a certain level, you can learn from each other, and even go to the end, the road will go together, and it will be able to cross each other. ."
"So you are not lonely, and you can see the strengths of others. Wouldn't this kind of road and scenery be more exciting?"
Hearing this sentence, Cheng Moyou's eyes shook, and immediately if he realized something, he made a sound of the same magnitude and the long sword in his hand also groaned softly, seeming to be excited and happy in the same way.
In the end, Cheng Moyou nodded to Ye Wuwei and immediately turned and jumped off the platform. With the unique style of a swordsman, he strode forward and left the arena. He directly chose to leave the rankings. He walked cleanly, without taking. Any nostalgia.
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Only a clear and joyful sword ballad reverberated in this world.
"The wind is rising, the clouds are flying, and the world is laughing and crazy!"
"People are crazy, don't think of themselves! Changfeng is a singing sword!"
"The sword is out of its sheath, humanized, and thousands of miles of snow are flying against the wind!"
"When the years are over, where can I hurt? A move to leave the past..."
For a swordsman, what can be more joyful than finding the most correct kendo for himself?
glory? Reputation?
These are inferior to his own kendo and the long sword in his hand, and they can all be discarded without nostalgia.
Watching Cheng Moyou leave, Ye Wuque also showed a bright smile.
At this point in World War I, Ye Wuque became... the 22nd on the list in a special way!
Bang bang ......
The thunderous applause resounded loudly, and it seemed that everyone was impressed by the demeanor of the swordsman Cheng Moyou turned and left, but looking at Ye Wuque who was independent of the battle platform, the applause was even more thunderous!
Cheng Moyou's swordsman style is outstanding, and Ye Wuque's style is even more peerless!
At this moment, countless disciples of the holy ways of the heavens are filled with infinite emotion, and they are more persistent and strong in their own practice path, and a heart seems to have been polished and become more tenacious.
Scarlet Throne, tenth row!
This is the last row of the Scarlet Throne and the highest row!
Every figure that can sit on it exudes unmatched fluctuations like the roar of a dragon on the nine heavens.
With their position, they can overlook all the disciples of the heavens and saints present, even if they are the top players, they can only accept their overlook, and these ten of them have this qualification.
Because they are among the top ten in the list of people, and they are the top ten people among the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the holy way of the heavens!
Powerful, mysterious and unpredictable!
This is their adjective, and it is also the object of countless heavenly disciples looking up and awe.
At this moment, several eyes among the top ten in the rankings also looked at Ye Wuque on the battlefield.
Prior to this, no matter what kind of battle, how exciting, how powerful, on this tenth row, there was no waves and attention.
But at this moment, following Ye Wuque's guidance to Cheng Moyou, his move to further Cheng Moyou's kendo finally attracted the attention of several of them.
"Ye Wuque... this kid is kind of interesting."
This is a deep voice, as if his opening is like a vast land, countless mammoths are racing wildly, and everything they pass by will be trampled into ashes, savage, domineering, and direct!
"The combat power is good, and he has some potential. Give him a few years, maybe he can match us, but now... it's still too tender, and it's still far behind."
Another voice sounded, but this time it was the voice of a woman.
Indifferent, without any mood swings, like a jade statue sitting in the cold moonlight, aloof.
"Hahahaha...Every time there are some dark horses in the rankings, I am full of hope every time, I hope that there will be a super dark horse that hits me in the middle, but every time I am disappointed, this time Are there any exceptions? Tsk tusk tusk tusk..."
The third voice sounded, with a hint of arrogance and unruly in the tone, but more of it was a kind of ardent desire, as if looking forward to the emergence of rising stars among the 800,000 disciples of the holy way of the heavens, and the voice The master let go of the confinement.
These three sounds are all from the tenth row of the Scarlet Throne, but the owner of the three voices is indistinguishable, because every figure on the tenth row is surrounded by a strong ray of energy, which can only be vaguely seen. Body shape, face, but can't see clearly.
However, at the moment, on the tenth row of the independent throne, which represents the third place on the list, was originally shrouded in a raging flame. The flame was purple-red, and it seemed that even the v