Chapter 129: 　Zhantian Swordsmanship

People who have not lost never know how precious what they have.
Perhaps in the eyes of normal people, walking is just a normal thing, and it doesn't matter if you bump it.
But when they lose their legs one day, they will regret not cherishing them.
Ye Yusheng could understand the girl's mood at this time, because he had lost a lot of things.
Seeing the girl crying with joy, a sincere smile appeared on his face.
Hou Lei, a stupid big man, was a little at a loss.
"Okay, it's okay."
Ye Yusheng comforted Hou Lei, then came to the girl and said softly: "Girl, do you want to go for a walk?"
The girl raised her head, tears wet her face, and there were unspeakable emotions in her tearful eyes.
"Ok!"
She nodded vigorously.
"go."
Ye Yusheng smiled and stretched out his hand, and the girl obediently put the soft hand into his big hand.
"I'll go as well!"
Hou Lei smiled and grabbed the girl's other hand.
He is happiest when his sister can stand up again.
With both hands in the hands of the two brothers, the girl suddenly realized that she was not nothing, at least she had two brothers who really loved her.
Two brothers are equally important in her heart.
...
"Oh!"
The girl's laughter echoed over Feiyu City, and the whole person was like a happy elf, jumping up and down happily.
Throughout the afternoon, she didn't stop, as if even the surrounding air was sweet and full of joy.
Her laughter is enough to make people ignore her identity as a poor man. No matter who sees her, they will stop and watch, with a smile in their eyes.
This innocent girl brings joy to everyone.
Until it was very dark, the girl was still full of interest, without the slightest fatigue.
She followed Ye Yusheng out of Feiyu City and headed towards the place agreed with the overbearing.
The west gate of Feiyu City can lead to Qingyu Peak and Qingyu City. On weekdays, disciples from the two peaks or people in the city communicate with each other.
But at dusk today, someone was waiting here early.
"you are late."
Tyrant Dao leaned against an ancient tree on the side of the road with a weed in his mouth, looking at Ye Yusheng and said.
"You came early, OK?"
Ye Yusheng rolled his eyes. This world is not good. Without advanced things like clocks and watches, time can only be judged vaguely, and there is no accurate point.
"All right."
Tyrant Dao didn't want to get entangled with him on this issue. He walked in the middle of the road, and his fighting spirit filled his body: "Let's start."
"Brother Ye..."
The girl was a little nervous.
"It's okay. It's just a simple discussion, it won't be life-threatening. Watching Ye Ge's performance with your elder brother Hou Lei." Ye Yusheng said with a smile.
"Ok."
The girl nodded obediently.
After persuading the girl to leave, the three of Lu Shuixuan just came.
"Wow, you guys arrived so early."
As soon as Lv Shui Xuan came, he bluffed.
"Junior Brother Ye, come on!"
Chen Qingchan and Chu Ying cheered for him.
"I just watched it when I came."
Ye Yusheng smiled slightly, with an expression of absolute confidence on his face, took three steps forward and came to the Ba Dao.
Ye Yusheng took a deep breath, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
"come on."
The Huo Ling spear appeared in his hand with an ear-splitting buzzing sound and pointed at Tyrant Sword.
When he drew his spear, he had already reached the seventh level of body quenching.
This battle is just a battle of learning, he will not be shameless enough to use his cultivation base to oppress the Tyrant Sword.
In this battle, under the same cultivation level, Ye Yusheng didn't have any idea of ​​keeping his hands. Whether it was his respect for the Tyrant Sword or his respect, he was not allowed to keep his hands in this battle.
Tyrannical Blade obviously had the same plan, and the shot was full.
"boom!"
The heavy knife shot, with a strong energy and blood, smashed at Ye Yusheng.
That's right, just smash!
Because his knife is very heavy, it's better to use smashing to describe it as appropriate.
The fire spear in Ye Yusheng's hand flicked, and he took a hard blow with a bit of cold light.
"when!"
The sound of gold and iron strikes exploded, shocking people's eardrums, and sparks bursting out, which was extremely eye-catching.
With one blow, there was a bang.
Neither of them regressed, and quickly rushed to each other, you come and I go, fighting in full swing.
The powerful qi and blood rushed out, causing the ground to explode in a large area, and the dust filled the sky, drowning the two of them.
Several people around watching the battle had already held their breath, staring at the battlefield without blinking.
"open!"
Ye Yusheng yelled suddenly, like a thunderstorm, with a spear light against the backdrop, piercing Ba Dao's eyebrows.
The first phoenix dance of the Hundred Birds Chaos Phoenix Spear was displayed in Ye Yusheng's hands for nine days.
This blow, without leaving any hand, was entirely a means of life and death.
At the critical juncture, Tyrannical Blade suddenly turned his head, avoiding a dangerous blow, swept with heavy sword, and slashed towards Ye Yusheng's waist in a sweeping force.
If this knife hits, it must be the result of the cut in half.
However, Ye Yusheng did not see any tension on his face.
Tiefutu was displayed instantly.
"when!"
The palm of the color of gold and iron was slapped on the side of the heavy knife, and the heavy knife was pressed down, but its body jumped into the air and turned quickly in the air.
Hundred birds face the phoenix spear second style, Hundred phoenix return to the nest!
The speed of this gun is extremely fast, only a burst of afterimages can be seen quickly, and the tip of the gun has reached the throat of Tyrant!
"boom!"
Ba Dao's body suddenly flashed with golden blood.
The blood of normal people is bloody, but the blood of Tyrant Sword is golden.
Golden blood lingered around him, condensed into a golden dragon!
"Roar!"
The sound of the dragon roar shook a clear ripple of air, and the bloodthirsty bite towards the gun.
"boom!"
The two sides collided suddenly, and the blood burst into the sky, turning into layers of ripples and spreading around, overturning Chen Qingchan and Chu Ying who were closest to the battlefield.
At the critical moment, Lv Shui Xuan waved her hand casually. There was no infuriating energy in her hand, just a random wave of her hand suppressed all the tyrannical energy and blood, and the calm and the waves couldn't be a ripple.
One hard fight, no one took advantage.
The power of the overlord sword changed, and the heavy sword was held high above the head with both hands.
The heavy knife gushes out of the three-foot sword light, like a supreme blade straight into the sky.
Tyrant knife, finally going to be real.
"Brother Ye, this knife was originally created by me. Today, how about asking Brother Ye to name this knife?"
The voice of the overlord sword was full of arrogance. With his current seven-layered body tempering cultivation base he could create his own sword technique, which was a miracle.
It will surely shock the world if it spreads out.
Even a genius like Lv Shui Xuan has never created any martial arts or martial arts!
Hearing this, Ye Yusheng, standing on the ground, raised his head, his eyes were as deep as a secluded pool, and the bottom was invisible.
"Hey……"
Ye Yusheng smiled, and on his calm face, the corners of his mouth began to rise.
He can feel the power of Tyrant Sword's blow, and there is still a lot of room for growth.
"Since Brother Tyrant loves so much, then Ye Mou is showing his ugliness."
His voice is calm and confident.
"This sword technique is not yet mature, and there is still room for improvement in the future. I think Brother Tyrant Dao has Lingyun aspirations. How can this world be bound."
"In this case, Ye Mou gave one to Brother Tyrant Sword!"
"Brother Ye, please say."
The overlord sword is still the trend of holding heavy swords in his hand. After thinking about this sword for a long time, he didn't think of a habitual name.
In today's battle, he seemed to have an epiphany, so he asked Ye Yusheng to give him his name on a whim.
"This sword technique is named..."
Ye Yusheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his voice became agitated.
"Zhantian Swordsmanship!"