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Chapter 1109 Bloody Funeral (15)

Ye Xiu did not resist. When the dense iron swords shot at him, he simply took a step forward, raised his hands high, and made a turning gesture.

Those iron swords that were flying rapidly seemed to have encountered a strong obstacle and suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Ximen Zhanfeng's expression changed, and he once again unleashed his sword intent, wanting to control these iron swords.

"It's useless, old guy. The remaining sword power has long since dissipated. If you want to use this opportunistic method to use the move of ten thousand swords piercing the heart, it is not enough. Let's see how I do this move?" Ye

Xiu smiled and continued to turn his raised hands

Moving, there seemed to be a huge millstone in the sky, grinding away the sword intent left on Ximen Zhanfeng's iron sword. No matter how Ximen Zhanfeng mobilized the power of the God of War in his body, he wanted to continue to control these swords.

Even an iron sword can't do it.

What shocked him even more was that the iron swords began to bend and break one after another, as if a pair of big hands were rubbing them together.

But in a blink of an eye, those thousands of iron swords were twisted into a huge sword ball.

Ximen Zhanfeng was shocked.

Murong Xue was stunned!

Cao Xiong and others' eyes almost popped out of their heads.

This...isn't this so damn incredible?

Ximen Zhanfeng was able to control thousands of long swords by himself, which was already considered a magical skill, but now, Ye Xiu actually forcibly twisted it into a sword ball in this way?

Even if the four great masters are here, they may not have such ability, right?

"Heaven and Earth...the big millstone..." Ye Xiu ignored everyone's shock and muttered something in his mouth. He pressed down with his raised hands. The sword ball condensed by thousands of iron swords seemed to be caught by an invisible force.

He grabbed it with his big hand and smashed it towards Ximen Zhanfeng at full speed.

The sword ball rotated rapidly and shot towards Ximen Zhanfeng at a faster speed than before.

Such a huge sword ball is still spinning crazily. Let alone a person, even a steel castle will be smashed directly.

Ximen Zhanfeng's face became extremely ugly, and an unprecedented sense of crisis swept through his heart. The world around him seemed to be blocked, and he had no way to avoid this blow.

The true energy in the body started to circulate crazily again, and the shadow of the martial god in the depths of the sea of ​​life appeared again. With swords in both hands, Ximen Zhanfeng slashed at the speeding sword ball with all his strength.

The sharp sword energy instantly struck the rotating sword ball, and the seemingly powerful sword ball was split into two halves with his sword.

"Ye Xiu, this move of yours is nothing more than that..." One sword smashed the sword ball, and Ximen Zhanfeng was like a trapped beast escaping out of its trap, and couldn't help but roar loudly.

Just now, he thought he would perish. Who would have thought that this sword ball seemed to be extremely powerful, but in fact, without the control of the sword, it was nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.

But when he looked intently, Ye Xiu was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, a gentle sigh came from my ears: "It's time to end!"

It's time to end? What should be the end?

Ximen Zhanfeng was stunned for a moment. Before he could understand, he saw Ye Xiu's figure arriving in front of him at some point. A jet-black sword light shone from the ink glass sword in his hand.

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Ximen Zhanfeng was about to raise his sword to resist, but Ye Xiu's figure jumped past him in an instant.

That flash of sword light also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ximen Zhanfeng was stunned, and he didn't understand why Ye Xiu suddenly stopped.

Instinctively, he wanted to turn his head to look at Ye Xiu, but the moment he turned his head, he felt a pain in his neck, and then Ximen Zhanfeng felt the world spin for a while, as if falling from the sky, and fell to the ground.

When he opened his eyes and looked around, he saw a five-headed corpse standing in front of him, spraying blood continuously.

It seems to be my own body!

This is Ximen Zhanfeng’s last thought!

The entire Ximen Villa was silent!

Everyone in the Ximen family, including those guests who were friends with Ximen Villa, watched all this in horror.

But the more than 10,000 people who came with Ye Xiu were all in great moods.

Everyone instinctively glanced at the head that fell to the ground, and then turned their attention to Ye Xiu.

Except for a very few people, no one knows what happened just now, but everyone knows that Ximen Zhanfeng is dead.

The strongest person in the Ximen family, this sect master who had been hiding his incompetence all these years, died like this when his strength was completely exposed for the first time.

The head is in a different place!

Behead with one sword!

Murong Xue clenched her fists tightly. She was one of the few people who knew what happened just now. When Ximen Zhanfeng slashed the sword ball with his sword, Ye Xiu's figure had already arrived in front of him.

No matter what powerful moves he used, he just slashed through Ximen Zhanfeng's head with a sword.

It's ridiculous that Ximen Zhanfeng still utters arrogant words, not knowing that the god of death has already arrived in front of him.

That sword seemed ordinary, but it completely suppressed the sword's intention and sword energy in the sword body, without any human fireworks.

It was this wonderful sword that completely killed Ximen Zhanfeng.

Ask yourself, even if you step into the sect realm, you will definitely not be Ximen Zhanfeng's opponent, but now, in front of you, this man whose cultivation level was not as good as your own a few months ago has powerfully killed Ximen Zhanfeng.

He is younger than himself, but possesses more strength than himself.

It was not until this moment that Murong Xue fully understood what her master had said to her: "Xiaoxue, even if you are extremely talented, you must remember that there is a world beyond the sky, and there are people outside the world. In this world, there are people who are more talented than you."

There are many people who are higher, and the cultivation of swordsmanship will never end, so there must be no neglect..."

Today's Ye Xiu is the best example. Not only is his boxing skills astonishing, but his understanding of the sword is even better than his own. However, Murong Xue is not discouraged, but instead arouses a strong fighting spirit.

She admits that she is not as good as you in boxing skills, but if she lags behind you in swordsmanship, what qualifications does she have to be the master's disciple...

In the world of swordsmanship, Shushan Sword Pavilion is the leader. As a member of Shushan Sword Pavilion, you must not lag behind others in the swordsmanship.

Ye Xiu didn't care about what everyone thought and killed Ximen Zhanfeng with one sword. He just turned around calmly and looked at everyone including Ximen Qingshan.

"We are willing to accept defeat and surrender all the assets of the Ximen family..." Feeling Ye Xiu's cold gaze, Ximen Qingshan felt a chill in his heart. He just thought of the bet between Ye Xiu and his grandfather, and knew that the other party should not be in public.

Then he took action to kill himself and quickly spoke.

As for tearing up the bet and refusing to admit it, they couldn't even think about it. Didn't they see that there were tens of thousands of aggressive people surrounding them? The advantage in numbers did not belong to them.

He just wants to find a chance to escape from here after completing the bet...


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