Chapter 222: Did n’t even understand Kendo, and deserve to call himself a sword god?

"not good!"
"I never imagined that this person's vocal killings were so advanced that he could actually substantiate the piano sound!"
The master of slaying exclaimed, took a deep breath, immediately took off the beads on his chest, and danced with both hands to form a "卍" character to face the surface of the sharp blade.
The other five screamed in unison, bursting with energy and overflowing from their own surfaces, and then a blue body suffocated in front of everyone.
This is the suffocation of the master of martial arts. He is not afraid of the knife and the axe, not to mention the shooting of small and medium caliber rifles.
"Bang, bang!"
With a loud noise.
Seven sharp blades bombarded the five people accurately. I saw the "见" rosary in the hands of the master of slaying was smashed first, and the whole man screamed and flew out.
And the other five people's chests were smashed, but fortunately, the substantive piano sound blade in front of them also collapsed.
At this moment, the five people's breath was extremely dispirited, as if the serious illness had begun to heal, and Ye Chen's eyes were again mixed with a deep horror.
Especially Elder Ku Rong, the two are members of the Wumeng League. At the beginning of the battle between Ye Chen and the three great masters, they all knew the truth. At that time, Wumeng's judgment of Ye Chen's strength was far less horrible than it is now.
Does this person's cultivation progress again?
With this in mind, the two brothers Kuang Rong and the two brothers looked at each other in unison, and they saw horror and retreat from each other's eyes.
Mo Wenjian and Wei Wuya couldn't be better, but because of their face, no one was willing to take the lead to admit it.
The Master Killer got up from the ground with blood on his mouth, forcibly suppressing the vibrations of his heart: "Everyone, we must kill Ye Nan madly today, otherwise if he retaliates in the future, I can imagine the end. "
The words came out.
The faces of the people changed slightly, and the master of quitting was right. If none of them were Ye Nankang's opponents, then if the order was placed, it would not be Ye Nankang's opponents.
Now that the matter has reached this level, there is no room for recovery, why not pay Ye Ye some hard work and also kill Ye Nan?
"The five great masters? One is on the ninth list, one is on the tenth list, one is hosted by a Fazen Monastery, and there are two elders from the Wumeng League!"
Ye Chen laughed softly: "I can't resist even my harp, and dare to say that he is going to kill me. It's pure fame."
Speaking of this, he shook his head slightly, as if it was a pity: "Today, my men will die another five masters of martial arts!"
"Ye Nankang, you must be crazy!"
Mo Wenjian wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes slightly. He looked at Ye Chen extremely coldly, and then saw him slowly release a chill on his right hand behind him.
The chill intensified, and in the end it turned into the chill. Numerous chills quickly condensed into a snow-colored sword, about one meter long, and the whole body whistled the sword.
this moment.
Mo Wenjian's momentum suddenly changed. If he was just an unopened blunt sword, then it is a sharp sword sharpened and iron-cut.
It was this momentum that slightly changed the color of the five people around him, and only felt that the present Mo Wenjian was like a person.
"Let you see my Momo's sword gasification silk!"
Mo Wenjian was holding a long snow-length sword. The whole person turned into a sword light and went straight to Ye Chen. The sword light was dazzling, as if the world was divided into two petals.
And on the tip of the sword, a series of cyan filaments were suddenly split. These filaments were like tentacles, stretched wildly, and stood up to the wind. It seemed to want to wrap Ye Chen in it.
"boom!"
Ye Chen's hand slammed onto the strings, and at this moment, seven daggers were shot from above the seven strings.
The first dagger broke through the cyan filaments on Mo Wenjian's snow-colored sword, and then dissipated. The second dagger followed, and the third quickly followed.
Mo Wenjian only felt that his arm was violent, and the snow color almost came out of his hands, facing the sound of a piano dagger coming from his face.
"cut!"
He screamed, and swept away towards the remaining six daggers and swords, with momentum as rainbow.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
Five consecutive daggers bombarded the snow-colored long sword, and the snow-colored long sword eventually became overwhelmed, and the five daggers collapsed.
It was the last dagger, which was directly inserted into the throat of Mo Wenjian with the sound of breaking through.
Mo Wenjian's body stunned. If you look closely, you will find that the dagger is fully inserted into his neck by five centimeters.
A blade of scarlet blood slowly dripped from his neck, and the glory of Mo Wenjian gradually dissipated, and his body finally hit the ground heavily.
The generation of sword Mo Wenjian died in the hand of Ye Chen, he did not even live to complete the ultimate battle with sword unparalleled.
From now on, there will no longer be swords in the East and West and the South and the North, but only Ye Nankang. Ye Chen used his strength to prove everything to the world.
He Ye Nan was disdainful of who he wanted to be!
There was a dead silence at the scene, Wei Wuyao, the master of quitting killing, Elder Ku Rong looked at this scene with shock.
Mo Wenjian, the tenth in the list, died like this?
"I don't even understand Kendo, and I deserve to call myself a sword god? It's just a waste!"
Ye Chen shook his head slightly, without looking at his body, and looked at the remaining five, his voice extremely indifferent: "Mo Wenjian is dead, it's your turn now!"
"not good!"
"Retreat!"
Wei Wuyao was unable to suppress the fear in his heart. He lost his voice in horror and leaped in the direction of the gate of Yufenglou.
See this scene.
The master slaying and the old man Rong Rong growled!
Damn it!
Why is there such a thing!
Every time I make a mistake in predicting Ye Nankang ’s strength, this child has progressed too fast!
"Now that you are here, leave your life behind. No one who wants to kill Ye Chen can survive!"
Ye Chen dismissed a smile, quickly printed his hands, and then raised his hand in the direction of the artificial lake of Yufenglou, and a golden mark suddenly burst into the artificial lake.
At that moment, the entire Yufeng Tower trembled fiercely, ten golden beams of light rising from the nine corners of the Yufeng Tower, and the last beam of light emerged from the artificial lake.
Within a few breaths, the corners of Yufeng Tower were suddenly connected with the beam of light, forming a golden barrier, completely covering the entire Yufeng Tower.
Wei Wuji, who was running in the forefront, saw the door approaching, and was ecstatic in his heart. He pushed his energy to speed up.
However, as soon as he rushed to the gate, he suddenly felt as if he was mounted on an invisible iron door, and a huge shock force struck him, causing him to fly back like a sackcloth pocket.
Master Fight Master and Master Ku Rong are no exception. They were all bounced back by the forbidden barrier of the Nine Heavenly Dragon Formation.
this moment.
Fear of the dead!
What the is this!
(Ps: Chapter 10, the explosion is complete, no manuscripts have been saved, I have not slept for 30 hours, I do n’t know if someone believes it or not, I only ate one meal in 30 hours, went to bed, thank you for your support.)