The sword is domineering and moving forward!

Ye Chongtian's face was pale and his body was not burly. Now he was injured and he used a knife with his left hand, which should have lost half of his strength, but this knife hit him surpassed all his previous attacks!

"What a strong will!"

What supports his sword is the will to win.w w w .  c o m

He held it in for so long, endured it for so long, held it for so long, practiced for so long, and endured it for so long, as if he was just to cut such a brilliant knife in the imperial competition!

This knife condensed his anger and forbearance for more than ten years, and was the essence of his youthful suffering!

Although he was in poor condition and was seriously injured, it had nothing to do with this knife!

The emperor stood on the high platform and saw Ye Chongtian's sword light shining fiercely. He couldn't help but stand up in surprise.

"Like...it's really like!"

At this time, Ye Chongtian's image completely coincides with his father Ye Leming!

Facing an army of 100,000, countless strong men rushed forward without hesitation with just a pair of flesh palms!

Although one uses a knife and the other uses a palm, his face is only a little similar, and his figure is very different - Ye Leming is ten feet tall and burly and arrogant, Ye Chongtian is only a teenager after all, and his skeleton has not yet grown and he is much thinner - but this cold momentum is just the same!

The emperor seemed to see Ye Leming rebirth.

Thinking back to the friendship when he was a teenager and Ye Leming's great merits, the emperor's expression gradually subsided. He looked back at Princess Anguo, but saw a vicious smile on her face.

——It’s time to have an attack!

Princess Anguo is not good at martial arts, but as a royal family, she always has a little vision.

This sword was Ye Chongtian's last explosion, which could be said to have erupted the last power in his body. So... according to the agreement with Tian Shangstairs-

——He deserves to die!

Li Lan'er, who was watching the scene on the ring in the distance, also clasped her fists tightly - this was the last hope. If Ye Chongtian showed no sign of an attack at this time, it would mean the failure of the sky to climb the stairs.

"Young Master..."

The man in black sighed like a moan. In fact, they all knew in their hearts that Ye Chongtian had no sign of being infected with the mysterious poison before. It was only the last luxury to expect him to have an attack at this time.

Failure is a long time ago!

But they couldn't figure out what they lost!

Of course Ye Chongtian won't die.

He only felt like fire burning all over his body. All his internal organs were severely painful, but this was not a sign of the attack of the poison - the mysterious poison was still inserted into his apple.

This is the result of mobilizing the last power of the body, and this is a knife he slashed to the death.

With this knife, he has no regrets!

Faced with such a knife, Mingjian Sect also changed his face. He kept bounced with his fingers and drew a dense sword net in front of him.

"I didn't expect that he would have such a knife intention!"

laugh!

His sword net was just built, just under Ye Chongtian's blade. It was destroyed. Seeing the dazzling sword light, it was about to slash towards the head of the famous sword sect!

This time, Ye Chongtian is not a false move!

Dang chang chang!

Just as everyone was holding their breath and looking at the final result, a dazzling spark suddenly burst out from the field, so bright that it made people unable to open their eyes.

At the same time, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounds constantly!

"Swoosh--"

Then another sound of something flying out of his hands, and it stuck on the wooden pillar in the distance. Then there was a buzzing sound of shock.

At this time, the audience who were blinded by the eyes could see the scene on the ring clearly.

Ye Chongtian's face became paler and he retreated far away to a corner of the arena.

——There is no knife in my hand!

"This is……"

The old eunuch suddenly jumped up, looking disbelief.

The eyes of the emperor and others also looked at him, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

The Ming Jian Sect looked a little embarrassed. The originally tight hair was disguised by the blade. There were seven or eight points of blood on the white clothes that looked like peach blossoms.

——This is not the point.

The point is that in his hand, it looks like a long sword of autumn water!

Famous Sword Sect. Draw a sword!

"How many years have the Ming Jian Sect not drawn his sword while fighting with others?"

"I don't know, he never used a sword in the last imperial court."

"I heard that he practiced the sword sect's method of holding a sword without using a sword. When he fought with others, he never set his sword to cultivate the sharpness of the sword. When he had to set his sheath, he would have endless murderous intent and would be unstoppable!"

He actually drew his sword for Ye Chongtian's sword?

——This is almost less convincing than Ye Chongtian’s luck in winning over the famous sword sect.

Although he is known as undefeated, the Mingjian Sect is not an invincible person in the world after all. If he fails one or two games, it is understandable.

But his method of holding a sword without using a sword can be said to be the foundation of his sword technique. His sword was unsheathed for several years and his hard work...has he actually been forced to this point?

Now in the situation on the field, Ye Chongtian's sword flew out of his hand. The Ming Jian Sect has a sword in his hand. Its strength is stronger than before, and the outcome is clear.

But the focus of experts is no longer on winning or losing.

Mingjian Sect took a deep breath.

He raised his head, his eyes deep, and a strange expression appeared.

"I didn't expect that Brother Ye, you can actually force me to this point. When facing your sword, although there are countless ways to resolve it, my first reaction was to draw a sword..."

As a swordsman, he could not resist his desire to try this sword with his sword.

Once he has this idea, his sword holding method will be broken.

As a pioneer warrior, he did have other ways to dodge this sword, but this desire made his body irresistibly draw out the long sword.

The sword light was a little green, and under the sunlight, it was faint and far away.

Bihen.

The Bihen Sword of the famous sword sect was unsheathed again in front of Ye Chongtian, but this time it was not to show his sword skills.

——But he really regarded him as an opponent!

Ye Chongtian coughed non-stop.

This sword was broken by the famous sword sect, but he acted very calmly.

But this calmness does not mean his giving up.

"Good sword! It's really refreshing to be able to see Bihen's sword again and to see Brother Ming's sword technique again!"

He raised his head, and although his face was pale, his eyes still had an unyielding will.

"Although I don't have a knife in my hand, I haven't put down the knife in my heart..."

"Brother, please draw the sword!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers were upset!

Ye Chongtian still refuses to admit defeat!

He forced the Mingjian Sect to this level, and he also injured himself, and he actually wanted to continue fighting.

He...does he want to die?
Chapter completed!