The whistling wind sounded in his ears. Ye Chen looked at the flash of sword light in front of his eyes and squinted his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Master!
Just by looking at Mo Qingyun's sword, Ye Chen knew that this man was definitely a master with the sword.
The light of the sword was sharp, and the Tang sword had not yet arrived, but the overbearing force of the sword rushed towards me.
Ye Chen took a deep breath, moved his steps slightly, and stepped slightly on the ground with his right foot. His body was like a soaring golden-winged roc, and he retreated in an instant.
Just as he stabilized his body, Ye Chen frowned, lowered his head, and saw a scratch on his shirt.
It seemed that he had dodged the sword, but in fact he was still affected by the sword energy scattered outside.
If Mo Qingyun hadn't entered the innate state and his strength couldn't be leaked, otherwise Ye Chen would have been in some trouble today with just this one sword.
"You're very good with your sword."
Ye Chen looked at Mo Qingyun holding the Tang Dao, his eyes full of admiration, shook his head, and said: "But it's a pity, it's still a little bit worse."
Although Mo Qingyun did not use all his strength with this sword, he still used most of his strength. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen dodged it so lightly.
Mo Qingyun held Tang Dao in his hand with a solemn expression. Hearing Ye Chen's words of appreciation, a sneer appeared on his face. But when he heard the second half of the sentence, the smile on his face froze instantly and he said coldly
: "What a pity."
"If you meet me, your knife will be broken today."
Ye Chen said with a pity look on his face and his tone was quite serious.
Mo Qingyun has been obsessed with swords all his life. The sword is his life. Cutting off his sword is equivalent to taking his life.
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."
Mo Qingyun seemed to have heard some funny joke, and burst out laughing. There was a hint of ridicule on his face, and he sneered: "Then it depends on whether you have this ability."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qingyun stepped forward with his right foot slightly, and the breath on his body was instantly contained in the knife. With a turn of his wrist, he held the Tang knife and struck Ye Chen.
There is no skill at all, just a very ordinary chopping posture. In this small Jiangling, no one is qualified to teach Mo Qingyun's sword skills. What he has learned depends on his own understanding and is honed from the ultimate kill.
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Therefore, his sword has ordinary moves but extremely murderous intent.
The simple chopping movements had been refined countless times by Mo Qingyun, but in his hands, they were completely different. The overwhelming killing intent mixed with the force of the knife whizzed towards Ye Chen.
If it were an ordinary person, under Mo Qingyun's terrifying murderous intention, his spirit would definitely be a little dazed, but he was facing Ye Chen. Although Mo Qingyun's murderous intention was strong, to Ye Chen, it was like child's play.
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A flash of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and Yuanli flowed in his right palm. Suddenly he reached out and reached into the light of the knife. His movements seemed slow, but in fact he was relaxed and very fast.
Crotch sound!
The sound of a knife echoed in the field, and when everyone came back to their senses, they saw Ye Chen stretching out two fingers and clamping the Tang Dao's blade.
Mo Qingyun's expression suddenly changed, and his right hand holding the Tang Dao froze in the air.
"How is it possible that he could actually seize the blade from Mo Qingyun's hand with bare hands?"
Black Rose was stunned for a moment and exclaimed.
Although Black Rose is not very clear about how strong Mo Qingyun is, he is also one of the Eight Great Vajras of the Donglin Society, but he can still get a glimpse of it.
If it were a head-on life-and-death fight, the other seven members of the Eight Great Vajras together might not be Mo Qingyun's opponent.
Mo Qingyun's murderous intention has long been integrated with the sword. Although he has not yet entered the innate world, he has a glimpse of the true meaning of the sword's intention.
But he didn't expect Ye Chen to take Mo Qingyun's knife with two fingers so easily, leaving Black Rose stunned.
Chen Feng and Lu Zizhe's hearts suddenly trembled, and their faces became extremely ugly.
They are not fools either. Ye Chen's movements were so casual and he took Mo Qingyun's sword lightly. I'm afraid he won't be able to win this battle.
Chen Feng's face was as dark as water. He lowered his head and whispered a few words into Lu Zizhe's ear. The latter nodded and hurriedly walked towards the villa.
At this time, Mo Qingyun no longer had the confidence he had at the beginning. He exerted force with his right hand, but the Tang Dao in his hand seemed to be stuck to Ye Chen's fingers and did not move at all.
A smile flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, he moved his fingers slightly, and the Tang Dao was instantly cut off by Ye Chen's fingers.
Mo Qingyun's expression instantly became ferocious, and Ye Chen broke his knife in front of him, and slapped him naked in the face.
Mo Qingyun didn't care about the broken tip, raised the Tang Dao in his hand, and stabbed Ye Chen.
A smile appeared on Ye Chen's face, he stretched out his palm and clamped the blade of the knife again.
With a slight exertion on his hand, suddenly, with a click, the remaining blade in Mo Qingyun's hand instantly shattered into countless fragmented blades.
Mo Qingyun's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, as an extremely bad premonition flashed through him.
However, just when Mo Qingyun wanted to retreat, Ye Chen smiled lightly and waved his hand suddenly.
The blades suspended in the air seemed to hear his command, turned into sharp knives, and shot towards Mo Qingyun.
Mo Qingyun's face changed drastically. He held the hilt of the knife in his hand and wanted to make a final resistance, but there were too many fragments. Countless blades flashed past Mo Qingyun's eyes, and they all penetrated Mo Qingyun's body. In an instant,
Blood dyed the clothes red.
Mo Qingyun glanced at Ye Chen with a horrified expression, and then fell to the ground limply.
This Tang sword killed countless people under his hands, but he didn't expect that in the end, he would die under his own sword.
The reincarnation of cause and effect is nothing more than this.
"Chen Feng, it's your turn now."
Ye Chen turned around, looked at Chen Feng with cold eyes, and said lightly.
"Ye Chen, how about we just let this matter go? Today's losses to our Donglin Society will be considered as an apology to you. If you leave now, I promise that I, the Donglin Society, will never step into this realm of Zhonghai. How about that?
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Chen Feng's face was ashen, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said.
"You want to give in now? Are you too naive?"
Ye Chen's face was full of ridicule and he said sarcastically.
"Ye Chen, do you really think you will win over me today?"
Chen Feng snorted and said coldly.
"Oh, do you think you have any other tricks up your sleeve?"
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a playful expression.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the villa behind Chen Feng, and an extremely cold breath came from not far away.
"Sir, I have to trouble you to take action this time."
When Chen Feng heard the movement behind him, his face lit up, he turned around and said respectfully.
"Chen Feng, you should know very well what the price is for letting me take action."
At this moment, a man wearing a black cloak with a cold breath came over, and Lu Zizhe followed him with a look of awe.
"Sir, this opponent will definitely satisfy you."
Chen Feng showed a flattering look on his face and said flatteringly: "As for the reward, don't worry, sir, I will definitely do it according to your request."
Ye Chen felt the cold aura of this man, his pupils shrank slightly, he squinted, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.