In a battle between masters, one can know the opponent's strength in just a moment. Ye Cheng's tyranny is indeed beyond Xie Hui's estimation. This sword has transcended the scope of sword skills, and the power of heaven and earth is faintly mobilized.
Xie Hui gently stroked the blade, as if to soothe the excitement of his companion, and after taking a deep breath, he said: "Bai Bai Dao is far behind you. In this case, I'm not polite, let you see the power of Thunder Saber!"
Ye Cheng has also forgotten his purpose. He has long been mentally prepared for Xie Hui's tyranny, but after feeling his strength, he already has the idea of fighting with him. This Bashu can compete with Xiongba
The master who divides the world equally, it is almost impossible to fight against him on ordinary days.
Tightening the heavy sword in his hand, Ye Cheng has already made a decision in his heart. He has fought against Bai Baidao. Although he has not been taught martial arts sword skills, he has fully understood the secrets of Bai Baidao's sword skills.
It can be regarded as another kind of inheritance.
Defeat and then rise. The moment of death is the day of life. The reason why Bai Baidao is known as the King of Baibaidao is that he can understand the life and death in the opponent's sword technique. From Ye Cheng's point of view, it is the reality and the imaginary.
True and false.
The heavy sword was held flat as if it were nothing, the sharp tip pointed at Xie Hui, and he said proudly: "Since your sword technique is the perfect and transparent faith, then let me defeat your faith today, and you will be destroyed."
The price of Feiyun Castle!"
"Little Huangkou, I will use your blood to sacrifice the sword today. This is the first step for the unique castle to enter the world stage!"
Xie Hui was vaguely angry. Ye Cheng's arrogant attitude made him very unhappy. But what really made him unhappy was that Ye Cheng actually wanted to defeat him with Bai Baidao's sword skills. He would never do such a thing.
Impossible to tolerate.
Xie Hui, whose state of mind had reached the Great Perfection, was already as powerful as a stormy sea, and the rolling energy seemed to give people a strong pressure. Suddenly, a series of blue light and electricity appeared, wandering around
Xie Hui's surroundings made him look as tall and unstoppable as the God of Thunder and Lightning.
Ye Cheng thought that this person was a close brother of Song Que, the so-called "Heavenly Sword". Naturally, his strength would not be much different. He could already feel the terrifying power contained in the blue electric light. He must not take it lightly.
Thinking of this, Ye Cheng did not dare to hide his clumsiness. He pressed his left hand on the handle of the knife, and the power of ice in his body began to flow crazily. The water vapor in the air was immediately frozen into ice slag, and strange things appeared in the space of dozens of feet.
A patch of ice and snow appeared, and the sudden drop in temperature made people dozens of feet away tremble.
With a heavy step, Ye Cheng quickly flew down from the city wall. As Ye Cheng continued to accelerate, a layer of light frost armor appeared outside his body, wrapping his body and shooting towards Xie Hui with a bright gleam of light.
Among the masters present at this time, only Gui Shou and a few others could clearly see the two people fighting. The former had a gloomy look on his face, and his ears were filled with the sound of gold and iron clashing, and he said coldly.
: "He actually gave up his strengths and used his weaknesses. What on earth was he thinking?"
Yue'er, with a faint smile on her lips, hummed: "What other reason could there be? I just want to clear Bai Baidao's name, but I also admire him very much. This sword skill alone is enough to be listed in the world."
Among the top sword masters, there are no more than three people in Tubo who can reach this level!"
Guishou frowned and said, "How do I compare with him now?"
"Between brothers!"
Yue'er smiled and said: "Don't worry, you have followed me to the Potala Palace. Once you have completely grasped the Palm of Destruction, the Watchers will not be afraid. Just wait for the Brotherhood to sweep the world!"
"Sweep the world?"
A smile appeared on Guishou's gloomy face, and he shook his palms heavily. Purple flames filled his eyes, and slowly dissipated the flames in his palms. He asked softly: "What about the Eight Ghosts? I think we should attack soon."
Are you going to meet the dragon? It's a pity that the disaster doesn't know how to adapt to the current situation and keeps working against us!"
Yue'er smiled charmingly, nestled in Guishou's arms and said: "Don't worry, I have mobilized two masters from the sect to assist them. The mere dragon meeting will not become a thing. After Xie Hui cleans up this place, it is time for us to form a brotherly alliance."
You’ve done something big!”
Gui's hand tightened on Yue'er in his arms, and the tyrannical murderous intent surged in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I want the flag of the Brotherhood to be planted all over the world, and no one can stop me!"
While Gui Shou and Yue'er were talking, the fight between Ye Cheng and Xie Hui had reached its peak. The energy shooting from the sky penetrated the metal and stone, and the fierce and violent attacks came one after another. As long as there was a little distraction, any attack would be destroyed.
Convenience will lead to a situation of death or injury.
Ye Cheng seemed to be at a disadvantage for the time being, but only Xie Hui in the battle circle understood that if he was allowed to attack all the way, he would only be able to severely injure his opponent every time, but thinking about his long Qi veins, he could drag Ye Cheng to death.
Ye Cheng kept evading, and the Spiral Nine Shadows' movement skills had been exerted to the extreme. Shadows appeared one after another, wandering in the air like a group of demons, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false. They slowly peeked at Jie Hui's sword skills.
, but I admire this person very much in my heart. With his long Qi veins, his swords are endless, and if he makes even the slightest mistake, he will fall into a place of eternal destruction.
Blue thunder and lightning continued to invade the meridians along the heavy knife, paralyzing Ye Cheng's meridians. Fortunately, with his perseverance, the physical pain was far from the limit he could bear.
Xie Hui's sword skills were an eye-opener for Ye Cheng. Among the sword masters, except for the emperor from Lingnan, this was the most mysterious and magical sword skill he had ever seen. It was completely beyond the scope of ordinary sword skills. One move
Every move contains an understanding of the art of swordsmanship.
After a hundred moves, Xie Hui drove back Ye Cheng with one sword. He stood still with his feet still. The contempt before was gone in his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh: "Watcher, you are very good. Back then you were still an ancient warrior.
I can get rid of little ants at will, but now your strength is enough to interest both good and evil!"
Ye Cheng slashed his sword across his chest, constantly using his true energy to swim between the meridians, restoring his numb and painful body, and said proudly: "Thank you for the compliment, Master of the castle, but it's a pity that the boy has already seen some tricks from your sword power.
, you should be more careful!"
"Haha -" Xie Hui said, "Can you see through my sword power? In that case, let's learn my sixteen methods of thunder sword and see how many swords you can hold on to!"
With the solemn look on his face, Xie Hui's strong and surging momentum rose again, as if he had entered the heaven and earth at this moment. Even the vitality of this area was stirred up. The wind was strong in the mountains and forests, and the stars above his head were also.
Disappeared, the gloomy black clouds quickly gathered here, and a moment later thunder exploded, and streaks of thunder wandered among the black clouds.
With every move, Xie Hui mobilized the supreme power of heaven and earth, and the sword in his hand surged in brilliance, as if the thunder in the clouds had merged into it.
The indestructible sword energy filled the air, and the area within three feet of Xie Hui's body had been wiped out. The violent sword energy was like a ferocious beast, waiting for the moment to be released, devouring everything in sight.
Ye Cheng was secretly horrified. The people who could become the brothers of Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, were all well-hidden. With such terrifying strength, it is no wonder that he was named the number one master in Bashu. I am afraid he will definitely not be under the dominance of Xiong Ba.
Facing such a powerful enemy, Ye Cheng didn't feel any fear at all. Instead, the blood in his body boiled. Being able to climb a higher mountain and conquer stronger masters was what he wanted here.
significance.
After changing into the nine-lotus robe and putting on the armor made with the heavy frost sword, an even colder aura spread. Even the ground under his feet had a thin layer of frost, and the ice and snow were strange.
appeared in this late night.
Feeling the surrounding temperature, Ye Cheng didn't feel cold at all, but felt more comfortable. The heavy knife in his hand seemed to have the power to split everything.
Xie Hui stepped lightly and flew out as if he was weightless. Thunder filled the sky and fell on the mountain forest, suddenly turning the battlefield into a thunder pool.
The light of thunder and lightning on the sword skyrocketed, and Xie Hui swept down with his sword. Against the background of the light and shadow of thunder, he was extraordinary, as if he was possessed by thunder and had the ability to control thunder and lightning.
The thunder in the air continued to crash down, creating deep pits on the rocks. As Jie Hui's Thunder Knife approached, it quickly shrank, forming a faint cage, trapping Ye Cheng in it. If he
Sitting still and waiting for Xie Hui's unrivaled blow.
Ye Cheng's expression was solemn. The thunder and lightning around him kept coming closer, and the sword in front of him was also approaching. The sword energy released from the sword was even more frightening. It wandered in the air, constantly collapsing everything it encountered.
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Escape is not Ye Cheng's style, and in this battle he will defeat Xie Hui with the sword skills of Bai Bai Dao. In the face of this power that can kill him, thoughts keep flashing in his mind, defeat and then stand up.
, seeking a glimmer of life in a place of death.
Ye Cheng's mind entered a state of emptiness that he had never experienced before. The power of the surrounding heaven and earth was perfectly presented in his mind. At this moment, he clearly understood the power of Hui. Life is death, and death is life.
, the only way out is to completely block Xie Hui's moves, making it difficult for him to use this terrifying sword technique.
Slowly pushing the heavy knife in his hand, countless ice energy gathered on the blade, hoping to break through Xie Hui's blockade with one blow and escape from the cage that bound him.
"when"
The long knives of both sides collided, and two shocking forces burst out. As the energy filled the sky, the frost left blood marks on Ye Cheng's body. The thunder from all around also fell on him at this moment.
wreaking havoc on his body.
"ah--"
Ye Cheng, who was in severe pain, let out a miserable roar, and his stiff body flew out with Xie Hui's sword. Before he landed, Xie Hui was already chasing him. There was a look of pity in his eyes, as if he had already seen himself killing Ye.
The city was struck down by the sword.
——I absolutely can’t die here. I used the knife in my hand to defeat him, just because Bai Baidao’s endless fighting spirit surged out, but a fantasy appeared in Ye Cheng’s eyes, endless screams in the long and wide river,
He wanted to struggle ashore, but the strange flowers on the river bank were swaying in the wind. At this moment, he finally understood what he was seeing. The River Styx was the passage between the human world and the underworld. What he had opened was the underworld that represented death.
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Ye Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the aura on the blade had completely changed. Black energy covered the blade. In the endless night, the thunderclouds in the sky were torn open by a pair of invisible hands, and the surging Styx hung in the sky.
A wail filled the world, pouring into the heavy frost knife from afar.
