Chapter 626

The finger hooked the sword Saint flying dragon.

"Come on, let me see what you can do!"

The sword Saint Feilong's eyes flashed and his mouth raised a cold smile: "ha ha, what a Ye Xu, crazy enough, but this arrogance, do you have the support of strength!"

Ye Xu said with a smile, "you'll know if you try!"

The sword Saint Feilong said, "well, you expert, succumb to my feet. What a wonderful thing!"

Ye Xu shook his head and said, "are you... Here to take over the leader of Taiping branch?"

The sword Saint Feilong said, "yes, from now on, I am the leader of the Taiping Branch. As a disciple of the ethereal sect, you should salute when you see me!"

Ye Xu said: "now... I'm still the leader of Taiping Branch..."

Before the sword Saint Feilong spoke, the special envoy of the law enforcement hall called.

"Bah, what kind of leader are you? Without the ethereal order of the sect, you are not qualified to be the leader!"

Ye Xu lost his smile.

In his hands, Ding ruthless and Duanli died, and the eight patriarchs fell. If he is not qualified to be the patriarch, I'm afraid the whole ethereal sect can't find a suitable person to be the patriarch.

Ye Xu's smile fell into the eyes of Jiansheng Feilong, but it was a sign of guilt.

"Hehe, why don't you talk? Although I don't know what ecstasy soup you filled Qin Xiao, the position of the leader of the ethereal sect branch is definitely not so easy to take over!"

Ye Xu said with a smile, "I'm not interested in the patriarch of this ethereal branch!"

The sword Saint Feilong looked at Ye Xu disdainfully and said, "you were so arrogant just now. Why are you soft now?"

"Be soft, ha ha... Joke, what do I have to be soft!"

Ye Xu shook his head.

"Provoking me, but claiming that I don't want to be a branch leader, this is not a sign of guilt. What is it..."

The sword Saint Feilong smiled grimly.

Ye Xu said, "you misunderstood. I'm really not interested!"

The sword Saint Feilong said, "what you say now, I'll take it as a sign of your guilty heart!"

"Ha... Since you think so, I have nothing to say! But you want to succeed the leader of this ethereal sect. According to the rules, there are only two ways, one is I give up on my own initiative and the other is duel, right?"

Ye Xu said faintly while drinking tea.

The sword Saint Feilong said, "yes, there is this rule!"

Ye Xu said with a smile: "well, I won't give up the position of branch leader for the time being, so you're the only one left to challenge me! Come on, if you win, the branch leader will give you a hand. If you lose, the branch leader will still give you a hand, but... I have a small condition!"

"What conditions..."

The sword Saint Feilong frowned.

Ye Xu said with a smile: "it's very simple. A million Lingjing is enough! Or resources of the same value..."

"What, million Lingjing..."

When he said this, not only the sword Saint Feilong, but also the ethereal people of the sect behind him, but also his face changed.

Million Lingjing is not a small number. Even people in the ethereal sect can't take out millions of Lingjing.

The backstage of the sword Saint flying dragon is hard enough to take out millions of Lingjing, but it's enough to hurt his muscles and bones.

Ye Xu stared at the sword Saint Feilong and said with a smile, "how about gambling?"

The sword Saint Feilong's chest fluctuates and his heart fluctuates.

Although he has absolute confidence in himself, if he loses, millions of Lingjing is enough to make him a joke of the ethereal sect.

"If you don't gamble, get out! Change someone who can gamble!"

Ye Xu narrowed his eyes and showed a faint smile.

"Fart, how dare I gamble!"

The sword Saint Feilong gasped in his chest and blurted out directly.

He took out a storage bag from his arms and threw it in front of Ye Xu.

"There are 500000 Lingjing and three Heavenly Treasures in it, which is more than enough!"

Ye Xu picked up the storage bag, swept his soul and smiled on his face.

"Yes, boss!"

The sword Saint Feilong's chest heaved and said, "now... You can fight!"

Ye Xu said with a smile, "it's OK! Come on, call quickly, I'm in a hurry!"

The sword Saint Feilong looked at Ye Xu smiling and felt cheated in his heart.

Obviously, he came to take over the patriarch with an ethereal order.

But why is it now a gambling fight with Ye Xu.

But now the arrow is on the line and I have to send it.

The shoulder moved, and the long sword came out of its sheath and hung down in the air.

"Hehe, I'm known as the sword saint. I'll show you what real swordsmanship is!"

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it!"

Ye Xu put down the tea cup in his hand, then Yukong came and hooked his fingers at the sword Saint flying dragon.

The sword Saint Feilong smiled grimly and reached out to hold the sword. In an instant, the world was bright.

"Sword one!"

A sharp sword came.

There was no change, but ye Xu's eyes shrank.

"Good swordsmanship!"

He blurted out praise, and then his fingers shot out with a trace of sword light.

Although there is no change in the sword of the sword Saint flying dragon, the angle, speed and power are all perfect.

This kind of sword technique is completely formed by years of sword practice.

To deal with this kind of sword technique, luck is useless. We can only fight with strength.

"Thunder cut!"

With a little finger, thunder fell and exploded on the sword Qi. Suddenly, it exploded, and layers of residual waves erupted.

The power of terror could not stop sending out, blowing the skirts of Ye Xu and the sword Saint Feilong.

"My sword is called holy spirit sword. There are no fixed moves, only a perfect sword!"

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ye Xu nodded and gave a rare compliment.

"I'm very interested in this sword technique..."

The sword Saint Feilong laughed and said, "this sword technique is one of the holy martial arts of our sect. For a hundred years... No one can practice it..."

He raised his sword and said faintly, "and I am the first person in a hundred years..."

"Oh, the first person in a hundred years, this name is very scary!" Ye Xu said with a smile, but his eyes slowly dignified.

"Sword two!"

The second sword was cut out, one horizontal and one vertical. Two peerless swords flew out and killed Ye Xu.

There was still no change, but ye Xu felt that no matter how he dodged, he was always covered by the sword Qi.

This is already a move of artistic conception. The sword spirit has a terrible sword meaning without any flaws.

"Mountain breaking sword technique!"

Ye Xu turned his finger and cut down.

"Well, the prefecture level sword technique breaking mountain sword technique, such a small skill, inferior sword technique, dare to show off?"

The sword Saint Feilong looked disdainful and recognized Ye Xu's sword technique at a glance. It was a prefecture level sword technique breaking the mountain.

"Boom..."

The two moves burst again, and stronger afterwaves spread out.

Ye Xu said with a smile, "although the sword skill is superior, it also depends on the user!"