Chapter 223: I Don't Even Understand Kendo, And I Deserve to Call Myself a Sword God?

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Chapter 223 I don't even understand the way of the sword, but I deserve to call myself a sword god?

"Not good!"

"I can't imagine that this person's vocal killing attainments are so profound, and he can actually achieve the level of substantiation of the piano sound!"

The master of quitting killing exclaimed, and after taking a deep breath, he immediately took off the Buddhist beads on his chest, and danced with his hands to form a "swastika" character to meet the materialized blade that came from the pavement.

The other five people shouted in unison, their energy surging, overflowing from the surface of their bodies, and then condensed a cyan body protection qi in front of each person.

This is the body protection qi that belongs to the martial arts master, and he is not afraid of slashing with knives and axes, and he is not afraid of shooting from small and medium-sized rifles.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a loud bang.

Seven sharp blades bombarded the five people accurately, only to see the "swastika" Buddha bead in the hand of the master of quitting killing was the first to be smashed with a knife, and the whole person screamed, and his body flew out heavily.

And the body protection qi on the chests of the other five people shattered, but fortunately, the materialized qin sound blade in front of each of them also collapsed.

At this moment, the aura of the five people was extremely sluggish, as if they had just recovered from a serious illness, and they looked at Ye Chen again, and their eyes were mixed with a thick look of horror.

Especially the two elders of Kurong, the two were members of the Martial Alliance, and they all knew the process of Ye Chen's fight with the three great grandmasters at the beginning, and the Martial Alliance's judgment of Ye Chen's strength at that time was far less terrifying than it is now.

Could it be that this person's cultivation has improved again?

Thinking of this, the two brothers of Kurong glanced at each other in unison, and they both saw horror and a hint of retreat in each other's eyes.

Mo Wenjian and Wei Wuya are no better, but for the sake of face, no one is willing to take the lead in admitting it.

The master of quitting killing got up from the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart: "Everyone, we must kill Ye Nan madly today, otherwise if he retaliates in the future, the fate of our wait can be imagined."

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Tips: Please pay attention to the rest of your eyes when reading for a long time. :

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Know. ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and the master of quitting killing was right, if the five of them were not Ye Nanmad's opponents, then if they were alone, they would not be Ye Nanmad's opponents.

Now that things have developed to this extent, there is no room for recovery, why not pay some price and desperately kill Ye Nan?

"Five great grandmasters, one is ninth on the Heavenly List, one is tenth on the Heavenly List, one is the host of the Fachan Temple, and there are two elders of the Martial Alliance!"

Ye Chen chuckled: "Even my piano sound can't resist hard, and he dares to say that he wants to kill me, it's purely a waste of fame." ”

Saying this, he shook his head slightly, as if it was a pity: "Today, five more martial arts masters will die under my command!"

"Ye Nan is crazy, you don't want to be rampant!"

Mo Wenjian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Ye Chen with an extremely cold gaze, and then saw him slowly release a chill on his right hand behind him.

The chill intensified, and in the end, it directly turned into cold air, and countless cold qi quickly condensed into a snow-colored sword, about a zhang long, and the whole body was roaring with sword intent.

This moment.

The momentum on Mo Wenjian's body changed suddenly, if he was just a blunt sword that had not been sharpened before, then at this moment it was a sharp sword sharpened to shine and sharpened like clay.

It was this momentum that made the five people around him change color slightly, and they only felt that the current Mo Wen Sword seemed to be a different person.

"Let me show you my Mo's sword qi silk!"

Mo Wenjian held a snow-colored long sword more than a zhang long, and the whole person turned into a sword light and went straight to Ye Chen, the sword light was dazzling, as if this piece of heaven and earth was divided into two petals.

And on the tip of the sword, cyan filaments suddenly split, these filaments were like tentacles, stretching wildly, and they were good in the wind, as if they wanted to wrap Ye Chen in it.

"Bang!"

Ye Chen's hand slammed down on the strings, and at this moment, seven daggers shot out from the seven strings.

The first dagger directly broke all the cyan filaments on Mo Wenjian's snow-colored long sword, and then dissipated, the second dagger followed, and the third quickly followed.

Mo Wenjian only felt that his arm was violent, and the snowy sword almost came out of his hand, facing the dagger of qin sound coming from his face.

"Slash!"

He let out a loud cry and swept towards the remaining six daggers with a sword, his momentum like a rainbow.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Five daggers in a row bombarded the snow-colored sword, and the snow-colored sword was finally overwhelmed, and all five daggers collapsed.

It was the last dagger that was directly inserted into Mo Wenjian's throat with the sound of breaking the sky

Mo Wenjian's body froze suddenly, and if he looked closely, he would find that the dagger was more than five centimeters deep into his neck.

A scarlet blood stain slowly flowed down from his neck, and the brilliance of Mo Wenjian's eyes gradually dissipated, and his body finally slammed into the ground.

A generation of sword gods Mo Wenjian died at the hands of Ye Chen, and he didn't even live to complete the ultimate battle with Jian Wushuang.

From now on, there will be no more arrogant swords, only Ye Nanmad, Ye Chen used his strength to prove everything to the world.

He Ye Nanmad disdains to be on the same level as anyone!

There was a dead silence at the scene, Wei Wuya, the master of quitting killing, and the second elder Kurong looked at this scene with a shocked face.

Mo Wenjian, who is tenth on the heavenly list

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Tips: Please pay attention to the rest of your eyes when reading for a long time. :

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So dead?

"I don't even understand the way of the sword, and I deserve to call myself a sword god?

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, didn't look at his corpse, his eyes turned to the remaining five people, and his voice was extremely indifferent: "Mo Wenjian is dead, it's your turn next!"

"Not good!"

"Retreat!"

Wei Wuya couldn't suppress the fear in his heart anymore, and let out a shocked sound, his body was violent, and he took the lead in jumping in the direction of the gate of the Imperial Wind Tower.

See this scene.

The master of quitting killing and the second elder of Kurong roared in their hearts!

Damn it!

Why is this happening!

Every time the estimation of Ye Nanfang's strength is wrong, this son must have progressed too fast!

"Since you're here, leave your life behind, no one who wants to kill me Ye Chen will survive!"

Ye Chen smiled disdainfully, his hands quickly sealed, and then raised his hand in the direction of the artificial lake of Yufeng Tower, and a golden mark suddenly shot out and merged into the artificial lake.

At that moment, the entire Wind Towers trembled violently, and ten golden pillars of light rose from the nine corners of the Wind Tower, and the last pillar of light burst out of the artificial lake.

Within a few breaths, all corners of the Wind Tower were abruptly connected with the pillars of light, forming a golden barrier that completely enveloped the entire Wind Tower.

Wei Wuya, who was running at the front, saw that the gate was close in front of him, and his heart was ecstatic, and he accelerated his speed with all his strength.

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, causing his whole body to fly back upside down like a broken sack.

The Master of Quitting Killing and Master Kurong were no exception, and they were all bounced back by the forbidden barrier of the Nine Heavens Dragon Transformation Array.

This moment.

The hearts of the dead are terrified!

What the hell is this!

(ps: Chapter 10, the explosion is over, I haven't saved the manuscript, I haven't slept for 30 hours, I don't know if anyone believes it, I only ate one meal for 30 hours, go to sleep, thank you for your support.) )