Chapter 489 He gives me a sword, and I will give him a sword
Chapter 489: He gave me the sword, and I drew the sword for him
Chapter 489: He gave me the sword, and I drew the sword for him
Whoosh! The shadow of the sword quickly passed through Ye Chen's body. In just a few breaths, Ye Chen turned into a bloody man again.
The Qilin Sword in his hand was stained with his own blood, and the blood was suddenly absorbed by the Qilin Ring.
Ye Chen was still waving the Qilin Sword, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings, looking for the last glimmer of life.
Fire Qilin is also frantically absorbing energy in the Qilin Ring, preparing to take action again.
Above the mountain forest, everyone looked at the scene in the void with complicated faces, some sighed, some sneered, and some were indifferent.
Hot blood dripped down to his eyebrows, and Fatty Xiao's entire face suddenly turned ferocious. He held the Pride Sword tightly in his right hand. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, his figure suddenly ran towards the lonely peak.
Despite his plump figure, he displayed agile movements. Fatty Xiao jumped vigorously on the mountain road, and his aura continued to surge. His aura was extremely cold.
The solitary peak hundreds of meters high arrived in just a few breaths. When Fatty Xiao's figure reached the peak of the solitary peak, his aura also reached its peak.
"What is that fat man doing?" Looking at the tiny figure, a Jade Emperor student asked the person next to him in confusion.
"Who knows?" The person being asked was also confused, but while the two were talking, bursts of exclamations suddenly sounded.
Standing at the top of the solitary peak, Fatty Xiao jumped down the mountain in vain. His figure was like a solitary tiger spreading its wings, crossing a distance of tens of meters.
With momentum, Fatty Xiao's figure floated strangely in the air. He raised his head and looked at Nian Samsara and the others who were close at hand. A look of absolute despair flashed in Fatty Xiao's eyes, and the proud sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed.
.
The sword light shot like a rainbow towards the back of Nian Samsara. Seeing this, there was another uproar below. This fat man actually attacked the dean. Did he want his life?
Sensing something strange behind him, he quickly turned around in his mind. When he saw Fatty Xiao, he waved his sleeves and a terrifying energy shot out. With just this casual hand, Fatty Xiao's offensive was resolved.
However, with the turn of thinking about reincarnation, the pressure on Ye Chen also decreased, and his figure gradually became ghostly.
The energy broke through Fatty Xiao's sword energy and air mask, and hit Ye Chen hard on the chest, poof!
Spitting out a mouth full of blood, Fatty Xiao's figure immediately fell down weakly. Fortunately, when he was about to touch the ground, Fatty Xiao slapped his palm forward, and his figure fell gently to the ground. However, the dizziness
The feeling made Fatty Xiao almost unsteady. He wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still stern. Amid the astonished gazes around him, Fatty Xiao jumped towards the solitary peak again.
At this time, everyone also realized what Fatty Xiao was doing. Since Fatty Xiao was not strong enough to fly, he climbed up to the peak, jumped out, and took advantage of that moment to draw his sword against Samsara.
Thinking of this, everyone was in an uproar, with mixed emotions: some were surprised, some admired, and some were helpless.
Although Nian Samsara's previous hand was merciful, it still severely injured Fatty Xiao, and Fatty Xiao's body skills were not as dexterous as before.
Bang bang! The advancing figure was blocked by a huge force in vain. Fatty Xiao looked up, and a tall figure appeared in his sight. It was Xiao Ziyun.
An indifferent expression filled Xiao Ziyun's handsome face. Xiao Ziyun pushed forward with one hand, and terrifying energy emerged from his five fingers.
"Xiao Ziyun, do you know what you are doing now?" an indifferent voice floated out, Xiao Ziyun's threatening eyes were directed towards Fatty Xiao, and anyone could hear the anger in his words.
"Get out of the way!" With the same indifferent eyes and the same indifferent tone, Fatty Xiao raised his head and said calmly.
Hearing this, Xiao Ziyun couldn't help but be startled. This was the first time he saw such a look in Fatty Xiao's eyes. He was fearless and no longer the cowardly Xiao Ziyun he was before.
In the past, Xiao Ziyun would never dare to speak to him like this, which was one of the reasons for Xiao Ziyun.
"Xiao Ziyun, do you know what your current actions will bring to the Xiao family?" Xiao Ziyun asked in an aggressive tone.
When Xiao Ziyun mentioned the Xiao family, Xiao Ziyun's expression changed slightly, and then he said calmly: "Then you should not regard me as a child of the Xiao family. I, Xiao Ziyun, am no longer a member of the Xiao family in the imperial capital!"
The tone was firm without any hesitation. After hearing this, not only Xiao Ziyun's face changed drastically, but the rest of the people also looked at Fatty Xiao in disbelief. This guy actually expelled himself from the Xiao family?
"Xiao Ziyun, you know what you are talking about, get out of here! This matter is not yours to interfere with, don't do useless things!" Xiao Ziyun said coldly, he did not expect that Fatty Xiao would be so disrespectful of the Xiao family's face.
"If he gives me the sword, I will draw it for him!" Fatty Xiao said calmly, taking a step forward, Ao Shijian pointed at Xiao Ziyun coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Same!"
"You actually attacked me with a sword?" Xiao Ziyun was a little hard to understand that this was still his nominal brother, and said coldly: "Why, Xiao Ziyun, do you still want to fight me?"
"You don't understand!" Fatty Xiao's tone became colder as he noticed that Ye Chen's breath was getting weaker and weaker.
He is my only friend in this life. He taught me how to be strong. He taught me how to pick up the worthless dignity that has been trampled by others. So, you don’t understand.
Seeing that Xiao Ziyun still didn't get out of the way, Fatty Xiao stopped talking nonsense, and his speed moves suddenly exploded. The first speed move, the second speed move, in just the blink of an eye, Fatty Xiao's body swept past Xiao Ziyun.
Passed by, spanning tens of meters away, even if Xiao Ziyun wanted to stop it now, it was too late. The short distance of a few hundred meters came in the blink of an eye. Fatty Xiao still jumped down the mountain without hesitation, and the proud sword was unsheathed again.
.
Just as he was about to deal with Ye Chen's reincarnation, he felt something strange behind him again. He turned around again, slapped his palm backwards, and shouted coldly: "Xiao Ziyun, don't mess around!"
Bang Bang! With Fatty Xiao’s cultivation, how could he withstand the palm of Nian Samsara? The terrifying palm force hit Fatty Xiao’s chest again. Fatty Xiao’s body fell weakly downwards, and his left hand shot out several shots one after another.
With the recoil force of the palm, the falling speed became gentler, but in the end it still hit the ground hard. There was a sound of bones breaking, and Fatty Xiao's whole body clung to the ground.
His left hand moved slightly, and a heartbreaking feeling swept over him like a tide. His face was extremely pale. Fatty Xiao didn't even have a chance to stand up at this moment. However, he still resisted the pain and stood up with great reluctance.
It was swaying, as if it could fall down at any time. At this moment, the whole place was silent again, and everyone looked at Fatty Xiao's embarrassed figure with complicated eyes.
With her pretty face pale, Qian Chuanyan looked at that figure with a complicated expression and murmured softly: "Why do I feel so heartbroken? That stupid you back then!"
A few days ago, Qian Chuanyan and Situ Lin broke up, but only a few people knew about it.
As soon as he lifted his right foot, Fatty Xiao's figure fell directly to the ground. However, Fatty Xiao was still struggling, and at this moment a familiar voice resounded in the void: "Fatty, believe me! I will be fine.
!”
This was Ye Chen's voice. Fatty Xiao's actions were naturally seen in Ye Chen's eyes. Ye Chen was not only moved but touched by this.
There were countless sword marks on his body, and blood was all over his body. Ye Chen was already numb to this. He swayed and avoided several fatal sword shadows. With a wave of his right hand, the Qilin Sword slashed out. Breaking through the
Several sword shadows.
The remaining true energy was flowing crazily in the body, and Ye Chen's eyes also showed a hint of madness. At this moment, he no longer cared about his identity. At this moment, only the hundred swords coming together could relieve the current predicament.
A dance of swords moved in all directions, and the spectators were as depressed as the mountains. The sky and the earth were lowered for a long time, and the sword was like Yi shooting at nine sunsets. There was only this bloody shadow left in the sky and the earth. At the moment when Ye Chen was about to strike with his last sword,
A very familiar voice to Ye Chen sounded from the sky: "Broken!"