As Ye Feng's battle with the Japanese sword saint Hengshan became closer, the atmosphere in China became strange.
Now Ye Feng is carrying the hope of the Chinese swordsmanship. Even though Ye Feng has successfully defeated the disciples of the Japanese Sword Saint, Haruna Eri, Yuyou Yamamoto and Jiuqin.
But as long as the Japanese Sword Saint is not defeated in one day, the Japanese Sword Saint is a mountain that cannot be surpassed by the Chinese swordsmanship.
The Japanese Sword Saint will always be pressed into the hearts of all Chinese sword cultivators
Soon, the odds were drawn about Ye Feng and the Japanese Sword Saint.
Surprisingly, Ye Feng's odds of winning were as high as one and three, while the odds of winning were only one and one and five.
This shows that everyone is not optimistic that Ye Feng can win this battle
"Someone has made a comprehensive analysis of the Japanese Sword Saint and Ye Feng, and the conclusion is that even if the Japanese Sword Saint has not made any progress in the past decade, it is not something Ye Feng can deal with. What's more, everyone understands the Japanese Sword Saint.
The talent of swordsmanship is so terrifying. After more than ten years, the Japanese swordsman will definitely become stronger. Therefore, Ye Feng has almost no winning rate."
"The people who bet on Ye Feng now are just some delusional sword cultivators. In fact, they also understand in their hearts that the possibility of Ye Feng winning is slim."
"It's not tiny, it's impossible"
"If I want to say that I shouldn't put the hope of the Chinese swordsmanship on Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng is just a stubborn and cannot take on this great task."
"Once Ye Feng loses, the Chinese swordsman will be doomed. Ye Feng is the eternal sinner of China. I think it's better to let Ye Feng admit defeat, so that he can leave some face for the Chinese swordsman."
"I overestimate myself and think that if I defeat the three disciples of the Japanese Sword Saint, I can challenge the Japanese Sword Saint. The arrogant and arrogant person will eventually pay a heavy price for this."
"How did the Sword Lord Zhuo Yuhuan and Mr. Zhao choose such a person?"
Suddenly, there are more and more remarks about Ye Feng.
Obviously, this is a deliberate rendering and planning by someone who is interested in trying to push Ye Feng into the abyss that will never be restored.
Most of these people are Ye Feng's enemies and some forces that are increasingly afraid of Ye Feng.
They want to take advantage of this opportunity,
Step Ye Feng on the ground from a high place.
"Brother-in-law, these bastards are too much. You give me a message. I have to make these bastards pay the price of bleeding," Lin Ming said indignantly.
"It's just the rage of some incompetent people, why bother to pay attention? If you have that time, you might as well put your wealth on me. At that time, your wealth will be tripled." Ye Feng smiled.
Forehead
Lin Ming touched his nose, and he naturally believed in Ye Feng's strength.
But he really didn't dare to bet on all his wealth.
After all, the Japanese Sword Saint is now circulating in such a way that if Ye Feng loses, he will lose everything.
Ye Feng ignored Lin Ming and returned to the Tang family villa.
"Husband." Tang Yanqi showed a moving smile.
"Wife."
Ye Feng smiled gently, reached out to touch Tang Yanqi's belly, and said, "If you little guy torment your mother again, I will see if I won't teach you a lesson when you come out."
Yesterday, Ye Feng had melted the fire spirit stone into Tang Yanqi's body.
As Ye Feng expected, Tang Yanqi immediately recovered his blood and the baby in his stomach became more active.
Ye Feng could even feel the vigorous vitality of this little guy.
If this is born,
Not to mention anything else, blood is absolutely unique.
Tang Yanqi leaned over half of his head, leaned on Ye Feng's shoulder, and swayed slightly upwards, and said softly, "Husband, I'm a little scared."
Ye Feng patted Tang Yanqi on the arm and said softly, "Wife, don't worry, fight with the Japanese Sword Saint is a battle I have to fight. I promise you, I will never have any trouble."
"Well, since I have a baby, I'm increasingly worried that something will happen to you. I'm really afraid that when the baby is born, there will be no father."
Tang Yanqi sighed lightly, "It would be great if we could live a peaceful life."
"If I can, I will step on this world. At that time, I will accompany my wife to see the vast mountains and the bright stars," Ye Feng promised.
He knows,
Pregnant women will become sentimental, even a strange woman like Tang Yanqi is no exception.
What Ye Feng had to do was to give Tang Yanqi a more sense of security.
Ye Feng clenched his fists gently, knowing that he needed to become stronger.
For the Japanese Sword Saint,
Although he is sure,
But there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents.
now.
Tiannan Holiday Garden.
Mr. Zhao was wearing a blue cloak, which was the battle robe he had followed for many years during his military career.
In front of Mr. Zhao, there was an old rusty sword.
This old sword is called Longquan.
It was Mr. Zhao's sword back then.
He once followed Mr. Zhao to the battlefield and made countless contributions.
After fighting with the Japanese Sword Saint,
This Longquan sword was also completely sealed by Mr. Zhao.
He thought that in this life, there would be no possibility of this sharp sword being born again.
Mr. Zhao stood up, spread his five fingers open, and held the hilt of the Longquan Sword again.
moment,
Mr. Zhao's aura soared into the sky, like a general Yum on the battlefield.
This is the real star
"General"
Zhao Bing looked at the scene where Mr. Zhao was wearing a battle robe and holding the Longquan sword again, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.
He has been waiting for this moment for too long
"Hahahahaha, Zhao Bing, I am no longer a general, but this feeling really makes people miss you and I join the army. They should have died for the country."
Mr. Zhao reached out to touch the sword body of Longquan Jian and murmured, "Old friend, I'm going to bother you to accompany me to fight the last battle again, maybe, this is really the last battle."
"General" Zhao Bing wanted to speak but stopped.
"Zhao Bing, you have been with me for so long, and you should understand my ideas the most. This is my own choice."
"Tomorrow, I will fight with the Japanese Sword Saint on Longhu Mountain. A full range of holographic projections have been arranged around Longhu Mountain, which can imprint everything between me and the Japanese Sword Saint. If I have any accidents, you remember
Hand the image into Ye Feng's hands, so that Ye Feng can truly understand this opponent."
"This is what I can do for this kid. Let me fight for the last battle for the Chinese Jiandao."
Mr. Zhao is as powerful as a dragon, and his mind is determined.
Zhao Bing clenched his fists and understood the old man's choice.
The general died in a hundred battles
This is the destination chosen by the old man for himself.
"I don't know how powerful my old friend has become." Old Master Zhao's pupils flashed with the most intense fighting spirit.