The sword is indestructible, the sword is omnipresent, the sword is indomitable, the sword can kill and live!
This is Ye Fei's sword, this is Ye Fei's swordsmanship. His sword looks like a cold light, but is it really a cold light? That is Ye Fei's mood. He understands the heart of the sword and puts his love for the sword in his heart.
In his hand, the sword is no longer a sword, but his will, his god, and his soul.
clank!
The sound of the sword is whistling, which is Ye Fei's will. Through the special sword language, it resonates with the heaven and earth and talks with the sound of the piano. Although Ye Fei knows nothing about the rhythm, everything is unified.
The sound of the piano is the sound of the sword!
So, Ye Fei danced with his sword and sang loudly with the sound of the sword. As he sang and danced, people seemed to see a young man going from loneliness to glory, from the ditch to the magnificent sea, from a desolate land to the bustling world.
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Ye Fei's sword is not very strong, but it contains endless sword chapters, swallowing the sky, burying the sky, burning the sky, and destroying the sky, the four major sword moves, which he has used. Although in many
From the perspective of a warrior, this martial emperor-level secret skill could not be any lower level. However, Ye Fei released a kind of magnificence in it, showing a majestic spirit that could swallow up the world.
Then this spirit turned into a fierce murderous aura, like thousands of troops and horses roaring, and like hundreds of millions of people angry, the emperor's road, the human emperor's way, the sword roared slightly, and the sword mountain was majestic.
In one breath, Ye Fei started from the most basic swordsmanship, all the way to the killing sword, the great sword of silence, and even the immortal sword, the divine calamity blood sword, all kinds of swordsmanship, integrated into his body and entered his soul.
Suddenly, a terrifying immortal sword soul burned from behind him, just like Ye Fei's life was burning at this moment. Then, he stepped forward with this sword light and strode forward.
Whether it was an angry note or a sad note, they were all bounced away by the Tai Chi sword dance that integrated all the swordsmanship, and became dim and lost their luster.
"It's so beautiful. I didn't expect that a murderous sword could be so beautiful!" Among the people, there were many people who used swords. Many of them were swordsman geniuses in a certain area, but they asked themselves that they could not handle the murderous sword in their hands.
, the performance is as magnificent as Ye Fei's, so full of the charm of heaven and earth. This is no longer a simple way of swordsmanship, but the way of the sword god.
Undoubtedly, under the influence of the memory of the swordsmanship of the first Emperor Chu and the terrifying sword of the Ancient Sword God of the Emperor of Heaven, Ye Fei's swordsmanship has changed from an ordinary swordsmanship to a sword god.
Because Ye Fei's entire soul has been integrated into the way of swordsmanship! At this time, he is the sword, and the sword is him. It is no longer possible to distinguish them from each other. How can the sound of Saint Xuantian's Seven Kills piano stir up his emotions again?
Affect his pace?,
This gorgeous Tai Chi sword dance made almost all the female disciples of the Xuannv Sect turn their attention to Ye Fei. They blushed and discovered with heartbeats that even though Ye Fei's bloodline was not strong and he was not too handsome,
But Ye Fei has a unique charm that Ouyang Changkong does not have, that is, facing a powerful enemy, he has the courage to fight against all odds and fight with the sword.
"What should I do? I suddenly feel that Mr. Ye is so handsome. I really want to give birth to a bunch of monkeys for him."
"Senior sister, didn't you just say that you already like Mr. Ouyang?"
"That was just now. Now, I find that I still like Mr. Ye more..." A certain female disciple of Xuannv Sect has undoubtedly been completely conquered by the beauty of Ye Fei's swordsmanship. The more I look at Ye Fei, the more attractive he becomes.
, never look at Ouyang Changkong again, which caused an uproar among many warriors. Many geniuses who used swords began to observe Ye Fei's sword dance attentively, trying to understand the secrets of sword dance, so that they could win against many fairies in the future.
of heart.
Faced with all this, Ouyang Changkong, who heard the conversation between the two female disciples, turned livid with anger. As soon as his steps were slightly confused, Ye Fei had already faced the difficulty and danced with his sword, swinging across the sky.
With the seven-kill note, he strode straight towards the altar. Such a move was undoubtedly like a slap in Ouyang Changkong's face.
"I don't believe that I, the majestic deputy leader of the Han Alliance, have magical powers and musical skills. I will not be as good as you, a reckless and untouchable man! Beat the war drum for me!"
Boom boom boom!
A small war drum suddenly appeared in Ouyang Changkong's hand and beat wildly. The huge notes actually completely covered up the sound of the Seven Kills Qin. It even woke up all the warriors who had fallen into enlightenment.
Countless warriors came and looked at them with extreme dissatisfaction. Forget about Ouyang Changkong's fight, why should it affect all of them?
The female disciple of Xuannv who had been "fallen" by Ye Fei unintentionally turned red with anger and said unfairly on Ye Fei's behalf: "Ouyang Changkong, you are so shameless. You said that you would use the magic weapon to compete with music.
, It’s really a disgrace to Hanmeng and Huangtian!”
Otherwise, women are fickle. Just now, this woman was looking at Ouyang Changkong with bright eyes, but once she was intoxicated by Ye Fei's sword dance, she immediately began to look at Ouyang Changkong with a cold expression. Ouyang Changkong's heart
He was filled with huge anger and grievance. However, if he did not use the war drum, he would not even think about marching forward like Ye Fei and directly using his sword dance to calm everything down.
Ouyang Changkong's expression turned cold instantly, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph, when I was fighting with him, there was no rule that I was not allowed to use magic weapons and other foreign aids! In short, who would get to the saintess first?
, whoever can win, I, Ouyang Changkong, will definitely win!"
boom!
Relying on the roar of the war drum, Ouyang Changkong stopped playing elegance and directly used the most violent means to shatter all the notes. He took the lead and rushed towards the saint on the altar faster than Ye Fei.
passed.
"No, this guy is cheating, and Ye Fei may be defeated!"
Chu Ling and Wu Yue were very nervous. You know, the loser can get under the opponent. Although he won't be hurt, he will lose face and will never be able to hold his head high again.
At this time, Chu Ling and Wu Yue both secretly regretted not stopping Ye Fei in advance.
Ye Fei was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that Ouyang Changkong had such a war drum and could ignore the note attack of the Seven Kills Qin. However, if Ouyang Changkong thought that he would win this way, he would be completely wrong.
After all, his sword is not just a Tai Chi sword dance. The magnificent sword dance suddenly condenses like a whirlwind. Ye Fei's figure suddenly disappears on the spot and suddenly appears in front of the altar. Since Ouyang Changkong doesn't follow the rules, then
Don't blame him, he's using his magical power in space to make a fool of himself.
"Damn it, I, Ouyang Changkong, will never lose to the ants I despise!"
Ouyang Changkong's eyes suddenly turned cold. As he was beating the war drum, his body turned into a series of afterimages. At the same time, Ye Fei and Ye Fei rushed out quickly toward the saint on the altar, and they were even further apart.
Saint, less than ten steps away!
At this moment, almost all the warriors became extremely nervous. Who will be the first to rush to the saint's side? (To be continued)