Chapter 9

Wang Haichuan's face turned red. "If you want to fight, fight. What nonsense."

The ugly man sneered, "I don't despise you. If I really want to fight, none of you can run. Of course, there is still a chance, one or two..."

Liu Tao smiled and said coldly, "Your Excellency really wants to have a hard time with us."

"Five, six, seven..." the ugly man didn't answer and stared at the people as if he were looking at the dead.

Ye Chen and Liu Tao looked at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was very clear.

"Nine! Kill them for me. " As soon as the voice fell, the ugly man pulled out his big knife and jumped into the air to attack several people.

Most people think they will count to ten before they take action. In fact, this is their means. They can easily take their opponents by surprise. The ugly man's name is Ma Wu. He is a Jianghu villain from other cities. He once served as a guard in the small family surnamed Wang. Later, he coveted the beauty of the Wang family. He simply did nothing and killed each other in the dark, The cruel means are heinous.

Liu Tao, Wang Haichuan and others were bluffed. Only Ye Chen was prepared. This is not because he has rich Jianghu experience. In fact, he has no Jianghu experience at all. It is just because of his strong soul power that he can find fraud in Ma Wu's subtle actions.

When the internal Qi moved to the limit, ye Chen cut out from one side of his body, holding the sword in both hands, and used the eighth move of Xingyun sword technique "Flowing Clouds and flowing water".

Ma Wuyi was stunned. He thought he had a mind to calculate, but he didn't expect to encounter a heart. In the end, he was caught off guard.

It was like lightning flint. Ma Wu's blade deviated and rubbed with Ye Feng's refined steel sword.

"Qiang!"“ Pooh

Sparks splashed everywhere, Ma Wu's waist was scratched with a sword mark, a trace of blood was secreted, and he suffered some skin injuries.

People couldn't believe their eyes. A martial artist on the sixth floor of the Qi realm hurt the martial artist on the tenth floor of the Qi realm with a sword. It's a ghost.

It's a pity that ye Chen is also secretly shouting. Ma Wu reacted slowly just now. His sword can definitely cause serious injury. Then retreat. If the opponent's skill is slightly poor, the blade can't bounce off his attack, and the sword mark can be an inch deep. This is the killing power of Xingyun sword when he is proficient. It's not that he can hurt people with high martial arts.

"Those who practice the tenth level of Qi can't be underestimated." One sword is useless. Ye Chen's second sword is coming. The ninth move of Xingyun sword is "luminous movement".

For a moment, the dark sword light like water diffused out, as if the air was no longer air, but the pool water at night, unfathomable.

"Damn it, why is this boy's sword level so high."

Ma Wu's scalp was numb, and his fierce strength appeared in his eyes. With the power of breaking through the air, the big knife lightning cut to the center of the water sword light, trying to destroy the other party's sword power, otherwise the situation will be bad for him.

Hoo!

Full of strength, Ma Wu fell into the air. Ma Wu was shocked. He kicked his feet towards the ground and hurried back.

Ye Chen seems to expect this situation. He rushes out with an arrow, changes the sword potential in his hand, and takes a bright arc back. It is the sinister Gufeng thirteen swords.

Ma Wu flashed a fierce light in his eyes. His left hand, full of internal Qi, patted the sword edge and shouted, "damn kid, die for me."

Boom!

Those who practice the tenth level martial arts in the Qi realm are not so easy to kill. Strong Qi force hurricanes generally sweep and erupt, easily shaking the body of leaf dust.

Unexpectedly, the leaf dust seemed to lose its weight. A little light on the ground immediately changed its momentum and forced it to pass again like a mountain collapse. The bright sword light was transparent at a little.

Hiss!

The tip of the sword pierced into Ma Wu's neck, and the back of his head was clear and crisp.

A warrior who was about to become a true state was killed by Ye Chen's sword. It was like drinking tea and eating. It also made Ye Chen preliminarily understand how strong his combat effectiveness was. The most important thing was how powerful the killing power of Gufeng thirteen swords was.

He drew his sword and shook off the blood on it. Ye Chen tried to eliminate the thoughts after killing. Looking around, he found that other people had fought together. Seven or eight vicious men were attacking Liu Tao. The sound of weapon collision was like fried beans.

"Get out of here!" Liu Tao's cultivation is the highest. He splits his palms in a series and instantly shocks several people.

But one man only stepped back three steps, his chest and clothes cracked, and his body was unharmed.

Liu Tao's pupil shrinks, "practice Kung Fu horizontally!"

The man has a big mouth. He is two meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. His bulging chest muscles look like a hill, iron and blue, not like the human body.

"Hey, hey, my kung fu is iron cloth shirt. With rubbing and soaking with medicinal wine every day, I have already practiced copper skin and iron bones. As long as I keep my breath in one mouthful, you can play it many times. Come on!"

"Die."

The speaker was Wang Haichuan. He swept around with a green dragon halberd and forced several people to besiege him. Immediately, his body turned again and stabbed at each other.

The tall man didn't dare to neglect it now. You know, it's impossible to train the iron cloth shirt to be as hard as steel. He's not afraid of an ordinary blunt weapon, but he's finished when stabbed by a sharp weapon. Besides, Wan Haichuan's fierce and overbearing style is afraid that even the iron armor can be broken.

With his hands together, the tall man grabbed the gun pole of the green dragon halberd and wouldn't let it in. When he caught the opportunity, Liu Tao flew down in front of the other party and pressed it lightly. Poof! Like a hammer hitting leather, the tall man secreted blood from his mouth, and a shallow palm print was printed on his chest, green and red. Just then, two fierce men took the opportunity to kill Liu Tao. Liu Tao screamed bad. Although he hurt the tall man with one palm just now, his arms were numb by the reaction force and couldn't lift them at one breath. Wang Haichuan was also powerless. The ferocious man who had been forced back by him returned more madly, which made him feel irresistible. Yao Qing and the twin brothers can still support it. After all, they are one-on-one. Seeing that Liu Tao was about to be killed, a bright sword light suddenly came, twisted twice in the air, and the two ferocious men fell straight down with blood on their necks. With a successful sword, ye Chen did not stop. He stabbed another ferocious man in the heart and helped Wang Haichuan reduce the pressure“ Thanks! " Liu Tao, who was dying and still alive, turned pale and thanked him. Ye Chen nodded, "kill them first." In fact, after killing Ma Wu, their fate is doomed. It's just a matter of time. After a while, except for the man who practices iron cloth shirt, others are dead and injured, while ye Chen is more or less injured except him and Liu Tao“ Where to run! " Wang Haichuan noticed that the tall man was about to escape, and the two meter long green dragon halberd shot out with a sharp sound. Chum! The tall man has experienced many battles and his body deviates. He avoids the green dragon halberd. However, the monk could not escape the temple. Ye Chen followed the sword and broke the other party's iron cloth shirt and pierced his heart. PS: for recommended collection! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.