Chapter 202

(the title rhymes well...)

Feng Chaoyang's lifeless pupils twinkled with admiration at this time. He couldn't believe that this young man under the age of 20 could block the blow of 30% of his strength. Now, he has been using the wind chopping knife to parry ye Wuchen's fierce attacks, but he hasn't fought back once.

The ground was broken, and the nearest imperial study completely collapsed into ruins. The terrible sound of fighting made the palace full of surprises, and the women screamed one after another. They hid in the room and didn't dare to come out.

A sword, a sword, a sword... A sword weighs more than a sword. The wind and the sun in front of him are like his sworn enemies. The venting of power made his body feel much better, and the newly accumulated violent gas was released a little bit. The frozen snow in his arms was still motionless, as if the energy impact that could destroy even boulders and the deafening sound of exchange could not affect her sleep.

"Master... Run away and don't fight him again. This grandpa is so powerful that you can't beat him." Nan'er shouted anxiously, but ye Wuchen turned a deaf ear, and each sword pierced the key of the wind and the sun.

"Woo... Master, he is as powerful as the snow princess Yan that day. You can't beat him... Although the master's strength is much stronger... Now even if he stands there still, the master can't hurt him... Master, run away..."

Bang!!!

With one blow with all his strength, he was held by the chopping wind knife, and the ground under their feet sank at the same time. Feng Chaoyang's eyes flashed, his wrists shook, and ye Wuchen snorted. His body was pushed out by an irresistible force, sliding out a trace of more than 30 meters on the ground.

Feng Chaoyang didn't pursue. He raised his chopping knife horizontally and his eyes fell on the blade. On the originally smooth blade, there is an imperceptible gap.

"Good sword." He looked up with cold admiration.

But he wouldn't think that ye Wuchen's hand was a star cutting sword that no one knew but no one saw.

In the distance, on a high roof, the wind looked at them from a distance, frowning. The place where they fought was destroyed miserably. Fenglie had no heart to feel sorry. Under the calm appearance, the inner waves were difficult to calm.

"His strength has exceeded the three of us. If he can leave today, his future achievements will exceed our imagination." The old man in yellow robe who took long lie away said“ Even the once-in-a-century God of war was very different from him at his age. "

The wind was strong and silent.

"The God of war has taken pity on talents. After all, no one can bear to destroy such a great talent. He should only use less than 30% of his strength now and won't kill in a short time. I think he's trying to see how far this young man can do under him. " The old man in black with the old man in yellow sighed.

Just now, ye Wuchen fought with Feng Chaoyang. The wound on Feng Ling's chest was almost cracked by the light microwave, but he didn't want to leave. He covered his sore chest, looked at the figure dancing with fire in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "if this person doesn't get rid of it, there will be endless trouble in the future."

"That's right." Fenglie nodded heavily, "if my second son is born in China, it will be my great luck. But he was born in Ye's family. Fortunately... He appeared too early, otherwise it would be a great disaster for me in the future. Although elder Feng has moved his heart to pity talents, he does what he says. Today, there is no doubt that he will die. He will have no regrets in this life if he can die at the hand of the God of war of our country. "

The three old men were silent at the same time, looking into the distance, silently watching the girl he wanted to protect with one hand, holding a sword with the other hand, and rushed to the boy of the God of war without fear. Their hearts had been quiet for too many years. Before that, under the protection of Feng Chaoyang, he successively hijacked Feng lie, the emperor of gale, and Feng Ru, the princess. You know, since Feng Chaoyang guarded the gale royal family, let alone hijacking, everyone in the Feng family has not even been hurt. Such courage, ability and strength... What a strange man... What a future he will have

They know that the God of war is looking forward to his future as they are. Without the previous commitment, if he did not kill Fengru, he would not want to destroy this man. Because such a teenager may never appear in the future.

Ye Wuchen attacked one after another without stopping. But Feng Chaoyang never killed him, because the red light on ye Wuchen is getting stronger and stronger, the momentum is still increasing rapidly, and the pressure brought by his attack is heavier and heavier again. He wanted to know what his limits were.

Boom!

Ye Wuchen's body flew straight out, and then landed on the ground smoothly. He hugged Ning Xue tightly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, pointed to the wind and the sun, and said gloomily, "today... It's you, not me!"

He rushed up again and cut the star sword to draw a fire arc

This time, Feng Chaoyang didn't Parry as before. He drew a knife gently against ye Wuchen's sword... The path of the knife was extremely slow, and ye Wuchen could easily see its path. However, this obviously slow knife seemed to slow down the surrounding time. Ye Wuchen, who attacked first, had not completed the action of chopping, The wind breaking Sabre has come to our eyes with a magnificent wave like a mountain collapse. Then a flower in front of us, a knife has become three, and then more than a dozen... Countless

His heart was shocked, and the idea of retreat had not yet been generated. There was a sharp pain in his chest and arms, and the huge force pounded his body out again. Ye Wuchen turned twice in the air and stumbled to the ground. His right chest and right arm were bleeding. In the distance, the old man in yellow robe said solemnly, "it seems that the God of war is ready to kill. Alas! " He knew it was too wrong to sigh in front of the emperor, but the long sigh still overflowed from the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, releasing his deep helplessness and regret. Ye Wuchen quickly repaired the wounds on his arm and chest with Wuchen's power. The wind and Chaoyang attack only ye Wuchen's right body. The God of war has the pride of the God of war and will not attack a young girl held in the arms of his opponent. Just now, he still used only 30% of his power to swing his unique "windward knife" of the God of war“ Your sword posture is disorganized. It seems that Chu cangming didn't teach you the magic formula of sword. Your strength is far stronger than I expected. If you do your best, you can barely fight 30% of my strength, but you use half of your strength to protect the little girl in your arms. Your strength is scattered and your heart has distractions... Put her down. I won't hurt her. Let me see, what's your limit? " The wind said indifferently. Ye Wuchen stood up slowly with his sword. Instead of putting down the frozen snow, he hugged her more tightly. Feng Chaoyang sighed: "I don't want to kill you. How can I force me to kill you... Attack. This time, I won't keep my hand." Ning Xue held ye Wuchen tightly with her arms and exhausted her greatest strength“ Nan'er... Help me. " Ye Wuchen adjusted his breathing, healed the wound and shouted with consciousness“ I... I'm locked in the sword. If I can't get out, I can't help the master. Woo... "Tell me, now I can control the power of the star cutting sword?" Ye Wuchen asked“ Ah? Let me think... Ah, yes, master, with your current strength, it may be possible to use a loud roar of Nanhuang three style. Ye Wuchen's eyes suddenly became extremely fierce. His sword was not raised, and his body rushed forward as fast as a thunder. At this time, the speed is already the fastest he can show. He came to the wind and Chaoyang in the room of electric light and flint. The wind and the rising sun, Ling ran without waves, stabbed a flat knife against his body. But just as his sword was about to touch his body, ye Wuchen suddenly disappeared in front of him, and on his side, a strong sword wind chopped down angrily... With a heavy dull sound, the star chopping sword hit the left waist of the wind and the sun, but it was like hitting the hardest rock in the world, completely isolated from the outside, The counterattack of the wind and the sun soon arrived. Ye Wuchen quickly returned to the sword to parry. The swords and swords met. Ye Wuchen vomited blood and flew away. The chopping star sword took off, flew out from a distance, fell on the ground tens of meters to the left, and inserted it obliquely on the ground“ What just happened? " In the distance, the black robed old man exclaimed. Ye Wuchen, who had just rushed forward, unexpectedly moved at a right angle, and then rushed to the side of Feng Chaoyang at the original speed. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that someone could do such an incredible move. Because it clearly violates natural common sense“ Inertia seemed to have completely disappeared from him. The other two old men were also stunned: "I can't believe it. The God of war can't take such a strange attack too much. This man is really more and more amazing. Unfortunately, God of war's strongest is not attack, but defense... He can't be God of war's opponent after all. Alas! " Ye Wuchen covered his chest, coughed painfully, spit out large and small blood clots, and his face was violently distorted. He stared at the wind and Chaoyang, gnashing his teeth and said, "I... Won't... Die here. The dying person is you... You, you... {thank you for your support, Your support is our biggest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation