A sword is like the nine heavens of Milky Way falling, and a sword is like a mountain standing in front of him.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

The sound of the sword tore the silent long night, and the space around it was constantly twisting under the sword energy.

Jiuqin held the hilt of the sword in both hands and took three steps back, her eyes flashing with chills, and she looked at Ye Feng with some surprise. "I do have some skills, this time I believe that China has indeed produced a kendo genius Ari Haruna and Yamamoto Yu

It is not unfair to defeat Wu Wu in your hands, but you should not overestimate your ability to provoke my teacher. Today I will replace the teacher and kill you."

As the cold sound of Jiuqin sounded, all the martial arts powerful men gathered around him widened their eyes and were shocked by the sudden scene.

"This is the first disciple of the Japanese Sword Saint, how did he appear?"

"The wine Qin's hand is holding the famous Japanese sword Guiqi. No wonder he can use such a terrifying sword technique. Jiu Qin wants to defeat Ye Feng before Ye Feng and the Japanese sword saint formally showdown. It's really a destruction that I'm not dead in China's swordsmanship.

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"It seems that this battle cannot be avoided. Could it be that the Xuanyuan family really has collusion with the Japanese Sword Hall?"

"Is Xuanyuan Hanhai crazy? If you dare to cooperate with people from Japan, you won't be afraid of becoming a sinner in the world."

"It doesn't matter now that Xuanyuan Hanhai is, he just wants to kill Ye Feng. For this, he can do whatever it takes."

"Sister, brother-in-law won't have any trouble, right?" Lin Ming was so scared that he shivered when he felt a sword intent of Jiuqin.

"Don't worry, this man wants to challenge the Japanese Sword Saint. It's impossible for him to win the Japanese Sword Saint's disciples." A fine bead of sweat appeared on Lin Yaoyue's forehead, obviously not as calm as he said.

"There are people coming from Japan. The young master has already predicted that all this is still in the master's control, so we don't have to worry, we just need to appreciate the young master's great power."

Liu Qingrou's voice is full of magnetic properties. When she was indescribable with Ye Feng last time, Ye Feng revealed some analysis of Tonight.

Listening to this, Lin Yaoyue raised her eyebrows and felt a sense of eating.

Could it be that I am not as charming as Liu Qingrou in bed

Ye Feng didn't tell her this

Lin Yaoyue looked at Liu Qingru's convex and convex figure, then looked down at her proud peaks, and a confident and charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he said coldly, "The Japanese Sword Saint actually sent someone to die again. Since this is the case, how can I not fulfill it?"

"Ye Feng, you are too confident tonight, you will die under this ghost cut, which is also your glory."

Jiuqin's pupils shrank, and only Ye Feng was in sight. She completely ignored everything around her body and entered the battle state as fast as possible. Widths of sword force on her body kept climbing upwards.

"You and I will use your head to wrap it into a gift and give it to the Japanese Sword Saint." Ye Feng held the Xuanyuan sword tightly, and a ray of fighting spirit surged in his pupils.

He knows,

This Japanese Sword Saint's First Master's Liquor is not easy to drink the piano

But it is also because of this,

It's more worth killing him

boom

Just as everyone was shocked, the wine zither had already moved. The vast sword intent was like a python, spreading its bloody mouth and pounced on Ye Feng, trying to tear Ye Feng into pieces.

As soon as the sword intent was released, everyone around took a step back, not daring to try to touch the sword intent.

The slightly weaker martial arts powerhouse was already trembling and almost crawling on the ground.

Lin Yaoyue pulled Lin Ming back a few steps, his face solemn, but he was also a little excited.

She always wondered how powerful this man who conquered her was

Maybe you can see the truth tonight

Liu Qingrou tied her hair and looked at Ye Feng with admiration.

Ye Feng's appearance holding the sword reminded her of the scene where Ye Feng whipped her with a whip, which made her legs together, and a shy look flashed across her face.

Faced with this terrifying sword intent that rushed towards him like a python bird, Ye Feng inserted Canglan's sword into the ground, and wisps of sword energy like dragons flew out of his body, soaring into the sky.

Huh Huh Huh

The python bird and the dragon, the two sword intents collided together in an instant.

hold head high

The sound of hissing sounded.

The night sky is illuminated as daytime.

Suddenly, Jiuqin held Guiqi's hands and trembled a little, and his vast sword intent actually shrank.

It can be seen from the naked eye that the python bird turned into by the sword intent of Jiuqin was cruelly torn apart by the giant dragon formed by Ye Feng's sword intent.

One goes up and the other goes down, and Ye Feng's sword intent gradually crushed Jiuqin's sword intent.

boom

The python bird turned into the sword intent of Jiuqin was torn into ashes, and the terrifying and cruel sword intent rushed towards Jiuqin like a storm.

"What"

Jiuqin's face changed drastically, and she raised the Guiqi sword and endured the attack of these sword intent like a dragon.

puff

Jiuqin took a few steps back, spit out a mouthful of thick blood, and stared at Ye Feng in horror.

His sword intent is only inferior to his teacher, the Japanese Sword Saint

His sword intent even more contains his understanding of swordsmanship.

But this sword intent duel,

He still lost

Jiuqin's pupils contrasted with Ye Feng's eyes, swallowing blood, and waving ghost cut.

In an instant, wisps of sword aura wrapped Jiuqin inside. Jiuqin was like a meteor in the sky, turning into a sword light and rushing straight towards Ye Feng.

The speed is so fast that it can no longer be captured with the naked eye.

"At this speed, I want to hurt my disciples of the Japanese Sword Saint are really not very good at the Japanese Sword Dao. Is it that no one?" Ye Feng opened his purple gold pupils, and wisps of purple-red flames burned in it.

Within Ye Feng's sight, if the layers of space were distorted, the flow of air became slower.

At the same time, the trajectory of the wine piano has also become traceable.

Ye Feng sneered, and his sword roared around him, heading towards Jiuqin.

The two of them were like two streams of light, constantly flashing in the night, overwhelmingly.

Sneak

The two people intertwined, the physical collision and the sword moves were all completed in an instant

But after a while, the two separated and returned to their original place, as if nothing had happened before.

“This is too fast.”

"Whether Ye Feng or Jiuqin at the peak of the swordsmanship have already realized their own swordsmanship."

"Young Master Ye, don't lose."

Now, Ye Feng has placed all the hopes of the Chinese sword cultivator.

All Chinese people hope that Ye Feng can revive the style of Chinese swordsmanship and stomp the Japanese swordsmanship under his feet.

"Look at the first disciple of the Japanese Sword Saint, Jiuqin, was injured, and Young Master Ye won."

Jiuqin lowered her head and looked at the blood dripping from her body, showing a look of pain.
Chapter completed!