Chapter 1969

The main peak of the military field.

Yang ye did not see the soldier ancestor, but met a person in charge of the military field, that is, the Han Xian of Zhimai.

Han Xian!

This man and his Yang Ye once had a grudge. At the beginning, he and his younger martial uncle chongye killed Zhimai. Now the military sent this man out. Obviously, he did not intend to let Yang Ye leave safely.

Around Han Xian, there are four strong ones, who are the fu masters of the other four veins. And behind the five, there are a group of young men. These people are the genius of contemporary strategists.

Yang Ye took a look at them and then said, "it seems that I can't leave safely today."

In front of Yang Ye, Han Xian said in a low voice: "since you are here on behalf of Taoism, you should have a competition. We soldiers really want to see the strength of the descendants of Taoism. I hope we won't be disappointed! "

"Disappointed?"

Yang Ye shakes his head and smiles, "won't let you down."

Speaking of this, Yang Ye glanced around, and then said, "although I've lost my love with the strategists, after all, chongye has helped me a lot. So... "

" no, so! "

Han Xian suddenly interrupted Yang Ye's words, "today, you don't have to be merciful. We really want to see the strength of Taoist successors!"

Yang Ye nodded, then spread out his hands, "is it you, Han Xian? Or let the younger generation of soldiers come? Kindly remind me, don't come out. I'm afraid the talent of the younger generation will die out! "

In the moment, Yang heard the tense atmosphere.

Arrogant!

Still that arrogant Yang Ye!

"Is it?"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the side. Then a young man came slowly. The man was about twenty-five or six years old. He was upright and carried two swords on his back!

Sword repair!

Strategists, most of them cultivate swords.

The man went to Yang ye not far away, and then said, "You Yang Ye is the first sword cultivation of the young generation of Daqian universe. I really want to see it. You won't refuse it?"

Yang Ye takes a look at the man, and the realm of lairen is at least the great Zen state. It's amazing to be able to practice Zen at this age.

Yang ye did not speak, and Zhan Tian appeared in his hands.

The next moment, in all people's eyes, Yang Ye suddenly appeared on the top of the young man's head. In a flash, his hands and the sky suddenly split down. This split, like opening up the world in general, its powerful power made the surrounding mountains tremble for it.

Power!

Pure physical strength!

Seeing this scene, people around were shocked.

And the young man's face also changed. Yang Ye's attack was more powerful than he imagined. However, his reaction was not slow. At the moment, his hands slightly whirled. In an instant, the two swords behind him suddenly rushed out, and then directly stabbed Yang Ye's battle sky.

Click!

As soon as they got in touch with each other, a clear sound was heard in the field.

The two swords broke apart! At the same time, powerful forces directly shook the young man out. However, Yang Ye didn't stop, his figure flashed, and appeared directly in front of the young man, and then chopped down.

"Ten thousand swords are destroyed!"

At this time, the young man's angry voice suddenly rang out in the field. Then, countless sword lights suddenly shot out of his body. Just for a moment, these sword lights drowned Yang Ye and the battle sky in his hands.

In the light of sword, Yang Ye's face does not change, holding Zhan Tian in both hands and sweeping in situ.

Boom!

With this sweep, those sword lights around him were instantly annihilated. But at the moment, the young man has already opened a thousand feet away from him.

The young man stares at Yang Ye, "Yang Ye, fair competition, you even take out the protoss artifact, you don't want to face!" Naturally, he didn't agree with him. Yang Ye was a god tool!

Hearing the young man's words, Yang Ye sneered, "it's really childish. Why don't I use the artifact I got by my skill? If you don't accept it, you will take the artifact

Language down, Yang Ye's right foot stomped.

Bang!

The whole space trembled violently, and Yang Ye himself came to the young man in front of Zhan Tian, and then chopped down.

The pupil of the young man's eyes shrank suddenly. He did not dare to be careless. He made a strange fingerprint on his hands. In an instant, an illusory huge sword appeared on his head, which resisted the split of Yang Ye. However, his huge sword was also illusory. But the poplar leaf did not stop, the body a rotation, and then again suddenly split down.

Boom!

With this split, the huge sword on the top of the young man's head dissipated in an instant, and the young man himself flew backward.

Bang!

After flying out nearly thousands of feet, the young man finally smashed into a small mountain peak.There was silence in the field.

Yang Ye still did not stop, directly rushed to the small mountain peak, and at this time, the distant Han Xian suddenly said: "stop it!"

However, Yang Ye didn't listen to him at all. The man had already entered the small mountain. He did not stop when he saw Yang Ye. Han Xian's face suddenly became gloomy and he was about to make a move. At this time, a shrill scream came from the small mountain in the distance, which was extremely miserable. The next moment, the poplar leaves flew out of the small mountain. And in Yang Ye's hand, carrying a bloody head.

It's the young man's!

Seeing that Yang Ye is so desperate to kill, the faces of the powerful soldiers around him are extremely gloomy, and the killing intention is not concealed in his eyes.

Han Xian stares at Yang Ye, "what a wonderful job

Yang ye went to the front of the powerful soldiers, and then threw it casually. The bloody head fell in front of Han Xian, "Jue? Don't be kidding. If he was given a chance, he would not hesitate to cut off my head and hang it there. Han Xian, I heard that you are good at calculating. I also know that you sent this man out just to make me fight harder with the strategists. It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid to make it harder with the strategists. "

Speaking of this, Yang Ye glanced at all the soldiers around him, "today's contest is a matter of no contest, only life and death. As long as there are people in the military who dare to come out to fight, I will dare to kill. Since you won't let me leave, I will accompany you

If it is a simple exchange, he will not do things so absolutely, just as he did with the genius of the Confucianist at the beginning, the two of them just stopped. Why? Because the other side did not want his life, since the other side did not want to kill him, he Yang Ye naturally would not want to kill each other. But now, the soldiers are clearly using the name of fighting to kill him.

At this time, he will not be merciful.

Naturally, the strategists have temperaments. They are so shamed by Yang Ye in public. For the strategists, they will not just forget about it.

An old man suddenly came out, and the old man walked slowly to a distance in front of him. "When my military genius went to Taoist school, I was" entertained "by your Taoist saints. Today, when your descendant of Taoism came here, we should have a good reception, so as not to be rude. You..."

Yang Ye waved his hand and interrupted the old man's words, "don't say more nonsense, think about it If you want to deceive the small with big ones, you can say so directly. Don't look for such high sounding reasons. "

The old man in front of us is the one with a strong saint!

The old man nodded slightly, "also, since the words are said to this, I will not come to those virtual. Come on, let me see how strong you are

Yang Ye nodded, "I've been out for so long, and I've killed many people, but I haven't killed a saint. This has always been a pity in my heart. I hope I can make up for this regret today."

The voice fell, Yang Ye disappeared directly in the original place. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the old man. At this time, the old man's right hand suddenly pressed slightly forward.

Boom!

A powerful force suddenly shakes out from the space in front of the old man. Caught off guard, Yang Ye's whole person is directly shaken out. However, at the next moment, Zhan Tian in Yang Ye's hand suddenly comes out, just like a sharp arrow, and cuts in front of the old man in an instant.

Boom!

The powerful force instantly shook the old man back and violently retreated. In the process of the old man's retreat, Yang Ye suddenly appeared in front of Zhan Tian, and then reached out to hold Zhan Tian. Then, he disappeared in his place again.

Chop!

Facing the saint in front of him, Yang Ye has only one move, that is to chop, to the end!

When it comes to a strong player of their level, most of the time, sword skills or other mysterious skills are useless because you have no time to play them. The simpler the move, the more practical!

Although Yang Ye has Zhan Tian in his hand, the old man is not a vegetarian either. When Yang Ye just appeared in front of him, the old man suddenly disappeared in his place. In a flash, countless residual images appeared around Yang Ye. At the same time, countless powerful palm prints flooded towards Yang Ye.

If Yang Ye was given time, he would naturally be able to distinguish the authenticity of these shadows. However, he does not have that time now. Yang Ye can only attack indiscriminately, holding the hand at the moment, Zhan Tian suddenly sweeps around!

This sweep, Yang Ye only heard the sound of space being torn.

Hearing the sound, Yang Ye's face suddenly sank. In a flash, he felt as if he had been hit by a huge hammer on his chest.

Bang!

The whole person of Yang Ye flies backward directly to the rear.

And the old man will not let go of this opportunity. In the field, dozens of shadows shot towards the poplar leaves. Where each shadow passes, the space breaks apart directly!

Not far away, Yang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that if he couldn't pick it up this time, he was almost finished. The other side will never give him a chance to heal!

Yang Ye took a deep breath, and Zhan Tian disappeared.

Instead, a black sword!

Convict!At the next moment, Yang ye walked slowly towards the old man. Every step he took, there was a sword spirit at his feet.

At this time, those shadows have arrived!

At this time, Yang Ye suddenly held the sword in both hands and thrust it in front of him.

In a flash...

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