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Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth will die

"A real secret skill?" After hearing Ye Xuan's words, Wei Zong's eyes narrowed slightly and his face became a little solemn.

The secret skill that can make Ye Xuan stand out from countless geniuses in the sword world and stand on the genius list is definitely not easy! Although Wei Zong is confident, he never underestimates any opponent.

It takes all the strength for a lion to fight a rabbit. Not to mention that Ye Xuan is not a soft rabbit, he is a fierce tiger, carrying a fierce momentum like a tiger descending a mountain, and he will be torn to pieces if he is not careful!

"Senior Brother Ye Xuan is going to use that move?" Seeing Ye Xuan's appearance, the four people who were following him became a little excited. After so long, they finally saw Ye Xuan using his full strength again.

I saw Ye Xuan raising the giant sword in his hand high, and then pressing it heavily on the ground.

"Sword skills——, surpassing mountains and seas!"

His movements were a bit strange, because this sword was not aimed at Wei Zong, nor did it hit anything. Just when the disciples in the audience were a little surprised, they saw Wei Zong's body trembling slightly and letting out a creak.

The sound seemed to be resisting huge pressure.

In fact, this is also the case. Just when Ye Xuan's giant sword fell, Wei Zong felt a terrifying force coming directly on him. If it weren't for his strong physical body, he would have been pressed to the ground at this moment.

, lost all resistance.

However, although Wei Zong is not overwhelmed now, he is indeed under tremendous pressure. Under such heavy pressure, it becomes very difficult for him to even move. In other words, Wei Zong is proud of his body skills.

, was almost abolished!

"Junior Brother Wei Zong, take another move from Senior Brother!"

Ye Xuan naturally would not let this opportunity go, or in other words, this was the opportunity he had been waiting for.

I saw Ye Xuan raising the giant sword in his hand again and slamming it down towards Wei Zong. Ye Xuan's swordsmanship was very simple, even a little rough, just smashing it blindly.

However, his exquisite control of the general situation allows him to control the opponent at will. Under his general situation, the opponent cannot dodge at all, nor can he use exquisite sword skills, and can only fight with him.

But at this time, Ye Xuan's smashing was able to maximize his strength!

The heavy sword is unparalleled, and it can defeat ten levels with one force, and there is no need for other bells and whistles.

boom!

This sword, driven by the general trend of heaven and earth, is heavier and more fierce than the sword just now!

And Wei Zong...can't escape!

"Are we going to decide the winner?"

The onlookers widened their eyes and looked forward to it.

"Is it just like this?" The four people with Ye Xuan were a little disappointed. They originally thought that Wei Zong was famous and could force out a little more of Ye Xuan's strength!

Wei Zong's performance really disappointed them.

Looking at the giant sword getting closer and closer to him, Wei Zong still made no move. He... really couldn't avoid it!

Is it really like this?

No, of course not!

Wei Zong's eyes narrowed, Ye Xuan used all his strength, but he hasn't done it yet!

The next moment, Wei Zong turned his palm over, and the Ming Yuan he had been holding in his hand was instantly unsheathed.

A bright sword light flashed.

With a fierce momentum, Wei Zong stabbed Ye Xuan's chest with his sword.

"oh--"

Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed. No one saw how Wei Zong drew his sword. They just saw a flash of sword light, and the next moment, the tip of Wei Zong's sword was about to touch Ye Xuan's.

Chest.

In fact, although Wei Zong was suppressed by Ye Xuan's momentum and controlled his body's movements, the speed at which Wei Zong drew his sword was still invincible within three feet. Even if he drew his sword, he could still hit Ye Xuan first.

Body, this is his confidence as a swordsman.

At this time, Ye Xuan's giant sword smashed towards Wei Zong's head, and Wei Zong's Ming Yuan also stabbed towards Ye Xuan's chest.

This is a lose-lose outcome. If neither of them stops, they may both fall here.

"So that's it, this is Wei Zong's plan, to use death together to force Ye Xuan to stop. This desperate counterattack makes me ashamed! If it were another person, I would never have been able to think of such a method. Junior Brother Wei Zong did not let me down.

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Gu Peng looked at the scene on the ring and sighed in admiration.

"Tch, even if you come up with this method, you still can't do it. Wei Zong can still have such a terrifying sword-drawing speed under the heavy pressure of Senior Brother Ye, can you do it?" The only one among the four beside Gu Peng

The female disciple rolled her eyes at him with a teasing tone.

"Uh..." Gu Peng was stunned: "It seems...it really doesn't work!"

Just as a few people were talking, the situation on the stage changed again.

"Perish together? I have no such plan?" Wei Zong's eyes showed a sharp edge, and the next moment, a dazzling light burst out from the abyss in his hand, stabbing Ye Xuan's body.

Before the sword arrives, the will comes first.

This is the sword intention. After reaching the extreme artistic conception, it can be said that the power of the sword intention is brought into full play.

"not good!"

Ye Xuan was shocked. His chest hurt, and his flesh and blood had been torn apart, as if something had penetrated him.

"Roar!"

Ye Xuan roared again, and quickly drew his sword and retreated. It was not that he wanted to withdraw his sword, but that if he did not withdraw his sword, it would not be a common fate. He would definitely die in front of Wei Zong.

The next moment, Ye Xuan's body suddenly fell backwards and returned to its original position.

All this is said slowly, but in fact it all happened in a flash. In the eyes of the onlookers, Wei Zong drew his sword, and then Ye Xuan retreated and gave up the attack on Wei Zong. They saw all this

Somewhat foggy.

"Who knows... what happened just now, why did Senior Brother Ye Xuan stop?"

"I don't know, I didn't see clearly either!"

Everyone looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

"What a handsome sword. It was simple, but it resolved the inevitable defeat situation. Wei Zong, you really did not disappoint me!" Nangong Yuxing looked at the scene on the ring and spoke softly. Wei Zong's sword

, even he found it a bit amazing.

"Of course, we don't care who his disciple is!" Zhao Chunfeng raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his face, and he was happy.

On the ring, the two of them were separated at the first touch.

Ye Xuan touched his chest, stretched out his hand and saw that his hand was covered with blood. He originally thought it was a sure-win sword, but Wei Zong not only defused it, but also hurt him.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ye Xuan looked at Wei Zong, his expression slowly calmed down and became extremely solemn.

This time he was really serious.

No matter how unbelievable Wei Zong's previous record was, his own strength was only at the extreme level after all, which was two levels lower than his own. This led to the fact that no matter how Ye Xuan told himself to be careful and to go all out, but deep down in his heart

It is inevitable that there will still be a little contempt.

But now, Wei Zong used his own strength to tell him.

The consequences of underestimating Wei Zong may lead to death!


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