Yamamoto Yutake was resentful, but seemed extremely powerless.
This violent attack of power,
He is indeed not an opponent
A bang
Yamamoto Yuyou's body was smashed into the ground, his whole body was trembling, the veins and blood vessels on his arms almost exploded, and every cell was filled with severe pain.
At the critical moment, sword winds blew, and Yutake Yamamoto waved the Qinggang sword, setting a distance from Ye Feng in an extremely strange posture.
Yamamoto Yutake gasped heavily, his expression becoming extremely solemn.
The power Ye Feng exerted just now was probably only his teacher could block it.
Even he suspected that his teacher, the Japanese Sword Saint, might not have such power.
This feeling made Yuyou Yamamoto shivering.
Before he knew it, he had already compared Ye Feng with the Japanese Sword Saint.
But this is how a Chinese man who is a few years younger than him has the qualification
"Next, is it the speed crush, are you ready?" Ye Feng held Canglan's sword in his back hand, his tone was cold.
As Ye Feng's voice sounded, Yuyou Yamamoto's heart sank, and dangerous intuition filled his heart again.
Layers of cold sweat emerged from Yamamoto Yuyou's palm, staring at Ye Feng with vigilance.
In terms of speed, he is not inferior to anyone.
call
A strong wind blew by, and Ye Feng's body was like a flash of moving rapidly, leaving layers of phantoms on the spot, and in an instant he arrived near Yuyou Yamamoto.
"Finding you," Yamamoto Yutake shouted angrily, raised the Qinggang sword and slashed towards the right rear.
But,
A waste of
"How is it possible"
Yamamoto Yuyou's heart sank, and his hair exploded all over his body. He could not tell where Ye Feng's figure was.
Obviously, this is fatal.
"Oops"
Yuyou Yamamoto instinctively felt a crisis and swept to the right.
It's a pity,
Still one step late
A flash of sword light
Ye Feng appeared strangely in front of Yuwu Yamamoto, and drew a sword mark on Yuwu Yamamoto's flesh and blood.
Blood dripped down.
Yamamoto Yutake quickly retreated, looking at Ye Feng who was like a ghost in front of him, showing a look of fear.
"Your speed is not good."
Ye Feng's body moved again, and his steps were still strange.
This time, Yamamoto Yuyou didn't dare to be careless anymore, gathered all his mind and locked in Ye Feng's figure tightly, not believing that Ye Feng could disappear from his sight again.
But what shocked Yamamoto Yuyou and even despaired was that Ye Feng's speed was too fast, and the layers of afterimages were overwhelming and could not be captured by the naked eye.
Yamamoto Yutake took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and used his spiritual sense to sense the fluctuations around him.
"die"
Yamamoto Yutake turned around and the sword fell.
but,
Fall again
"Is the personal disciple of the Japanese Sword Saint, is it just a blind man? Even if you can't find anyone? Just like that, I want to challenge my Chinese swordsmanship. I really don't know what it means."
Ye Feng's cold voice exploded in Yamamoto Yuyou's ears
Yamamoto Yutake was shocked and kept wielding the Qinggang sword, but no strike could hit Ye Feng.
laugh
In a blink of an eye, Yuyou Yamamoto's chest and abdomen were once again cut by Ye Feng's sword.
Ye Feng said contemptuously, "Did you feel it? This is crushing?"
Yamamoto Yutake's mind trembled and kept retreating. His back was already wet with cold sweat, and his face looked paler.
"Next, it's the crush of the sword moves"
Ye Feng did not give Yamamoto Yuwu any rest time. The Phantom Step flashed and evolved into the sword nine inherited from the sword master Zhuo Yuhuan. He picked the tip of the sword and stabbed Yamamoto Yuwu directly.
Facing this sword, Yuutake Yamamoto calmed down and did not dare to be careless.
If you are talking about sword moves
He is not afraid of anyone
Yamamoto Yuwu gritted his teeth and raised the Qinggang sword toward Ye Feng.
The sword lights intertwined.
A sword move was extremely changeable, and the sword light kept flashing.
"Die for me"
Yamamoto Yuyou's expression lit up, and he keenly noticed Ye Feng's negligence, stabbed him with a sword, trying to poke a hole in Ye Feng's heart.
However, Yamamoto Yuyou's extremely sharp sword was half way through, and at the same time, it also gave Ye Feng a chance to take action.
"You can't even see the changes in the sword moves of Japan's swordsmanship, which is so weak." Ye Feng's voice was contemptuous, Canglan's sword raised upwards, and a sword was drawn out on Yamamoto Yuwu's back.
mark.
at the same time,
Ye Feng's sword move became extremely fierce, and his attack was like wind. A sword didn't give Yamamoto Yuwu any chance to breathe.
This is the evolution of Ye Feng to Jian Jiu
Sneak
But in a moment, Yamamoto Yutake had become a bloody man and could only protect his key parts to the death.
boom
Ye Feng slashed away with a sword
Yamamoto Yutake's shoulder ribs were cut open, revealing the terrifying white bones.
"Next, it's the crush of swordsmanship"
Before Yamamoto Yuyou came to his senses, Ye Feng's voice exploded again, like thunder on the ground.
Ye Feng held the Canglan Great Sword with both hands, his arms surged, and strands of purple-red aura wrapped around the Canglan Great Sword.
Rapid,
Ye Feng raised his sword, and the fierce storms formed by sword energy formed, sweeping towards Yuwu Yamamoto with a decisive force, blocking all the retreat paths of Yamamoto Yuwu.
Yamamoto Yuyou staggered, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
At this moment, feel the throbbing of death
Yamamoto Yutake let out a roar like a ferocious beast, holding the Qinggang sword tightly, constantly dancing
In an instant, beams of light were like dragons and snakes, rushing towards the sword energy storm formed by Ye Feng.
Boom boom boom boom
Two violent forces collided.
What frightened Yamamoto Yuyou was that his beam was directly swallowed by Ye Feng's sword energy storm.
In the blink of an eye,
The sword energy storm has arrived, sweeping Yamamoto Yuyou.
At the center of the storm, the sword energy was like a blade, constantly tearing Yamamoto Yutake's body apart.
Yamamoto Yutake used sword energy to protect his body, but he still could not stop the crazy and terrifying sword energy attack.
Wait until the storm stops,
Yamamoto Yutake fell directly to the ground from mid-air, forming a huge human-shaped pit.
puff
Yamamoto Yuyou vomited a mouthful of blood, supported by the Qinggang Sword, and stood up with his body. His body was covered with sword marks, and he was like a bloody man, with almost no complete part on his body.
This is the first time that Yamamoto Yutake's Swordsmanship has been so embarrassing and miserable that he has been in the process of becoming a sect.
"The disciple of the Japanese Sword Saint is just so capable," Ye Feng said indifferently and disdainfully.
"You angered me." Yamamoto Yuyou reached out to wipe away the blood stains on his face. His vertical pupils became extremely cold and fierce, and sword lights flashed in between.
"I've said that you are so angry that you are a thing. You are not worthy of being my opponent at all. I will crush you." Ye Feng spat, with extreme contempt.
What he wants is to let everyone in the world know the power of Chinese swordsmanship