Chapter 1776

It's not difficult to break a sword. Anyone who learns a sword can do it.

But it's a little difficult to lift as light as Bai Lao, and then the Four Swords almost wipe Ye Xu's body at the same time without hurting Ye Xu by half.

What's more difficult is to accurately find a single hair in Ye Xu's long hair and cut it off, which is not what ordinary people can do.

Eyesight, hand strength and breath should be perfect.

Seeing Bai Lao's hand, ye Qiao and others immediately called out.

"Bai Lao's good sword technique is indeed known as the first sword of the Ye family!"

"It's impossible for ordinary people to break a sword without hurting people! Outsiders, see, this is the real sword technique!"

"Hehe, I'm afraid he hasn't reacted yet. What's going on!"

The disciples of the Ye family looked at Ye Xu with mocking eyes and uttered disdainful words.

Ye Xu looked at his hair cut off on his shoulder and suddenly smiled: "the sword technique is good, but it's dead!"

"Hum, what's dead or alive? A sword is a sword. There's no difference between life and death. Outsiders, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Get out of the Ye family ruins and go to other places to cheat!"

The old man waved with disdain.

Yeqiao was more direct and shouted, "come on, throw out the Yejia ruins for me!"

At the command, the children of the Ye family rushed up and surrounded Ye Xu in the middle.

At this time, Ye Fan's mood broke out. He brushed his whole body and pulled out his long sword.

"Stop it, I see who dares to touch my master!"

Looking at Ye Fan's fierce appearance, the children of the Ye family immediately hesitated. After all, Ye Fan is still a member of the Ye family, and they dare not bear the crime of wounding the young master of the Ye family.

"Rebel, rebel, Ye Fan, are you going to rebel?"

Bai Lao pointed to Ye Fan and shouted.

Ye Fan suddenly closed his eyes at this time, and then his excited mood slowly calmed down, but his breath became colder.

"No one can touch the master's hair when I'm here today. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless under Ye Fan's sword, which makes you scared!"

Old Bai angrily said, "well, Ye Fan, even if you have a mediocre cultivation, you are still helping outsiders point a sword at your own people. You are a traitor!"

Ye Fan said coldly, "traitor, what a big crime, old Bai. Ye Fan can't afford this crime! The Ye family doesn't stipulate that the children of the Ye family can't worship outsiders as teachers. What do you say, old Bai..."

White old man is sluggish. The rules of the Ye family really don't stipulate whether the master is an outsider. Ye Fan's words blocked him.

At this time, ye Qiao stepped out and walked in front of Bai Lao and said, "Bai Lao, you don't have to be angry. Let me come!"

With that, ye Qiao looked at Ye Fan: "since you worship an outsider as a teacher and claim to have learned the real sword technique, do you dare to fight with me?"

Ye Fan frowned and said, "what do you mean?"

Ye Qiao put his hands around his chest, looked down at Ye Fan and said, "it's no fun. Since you think that foreigners teach better than Bai Lao, I'll tell you that Bai Lao's strength is stronger than outsiders. I don't know how many times!"

Ye Fan said coldly, "Ye Qiao, you really want to fight with me!"

Yeqiao looked like a man and said proudly, "why? Don't you dare?"

Ye Fan sneered: "it's not that I dare not, but that I'm afraid you'll regret it after I move my hand!"

"I will regret it? Hahaha... Ye Fan, you really brainwashed outsiders. I will defeat you. Three swords are enough!"

Ye Qiao said faintly.

"San Jian, you really think highly of me, ye Qiao!"

Ye Fan took a breath and his eyes became colder.

His right hand tightly held the long sword in his hand, and the war spirit in his chest was boiling and burning.

Ye Fan slowly turns his head and looks at Ye Xu with his eyes full of inquiry.

Ye Xu said with a smile, "you decide your own business!"

"Yes, master!"

With Ye Xu's affirmation, Ye Fan turns around and faces Ye Qiao again.

"OK, I'll fight you! So..."

He felt that his chest was blocked and needed to burst out, otherwise he would be very uncomfortable.

Ye Qiao sneered: "your tone is not small. It seems that you are confused by the outsider. You can't recognize your real strength, Bai Lao, what do you say!"

The white old man carried his hands and sneered: "Ye Fan doesn't respect his elders. He talks nonsense. Ye Qiao, cut off his limbs and let him reflect on himself!"

Ye Qiao smiled: "yes, Bai Lao!"

His wrist shook, and the cold long sword came out of its sheath with a Shua.

"Cut spirit sword!"

Seeing the sword in Ye Qiao's hand, Ye Fan's eyes are colder.

Ye Qiao said with a smile: "yes, it's the spirit chopping sword. It's a sword exchanged with the ghost magic knife to specifically kill the ghost demon body!"

Ye Fan tightened his wrist, but said faintly: "I remember this sword is not cheap! It needs at least 300 black iron ghost magic knives to exchange!"

"I begged the master for a long time and didn't give it to me, but now I exchange it for you!"

Ye Qiao said with a smile: "it's very simple, because I'm strong enough. Only holding the spirit cutting sword in the hands of the strong can it exert its maximum power!"

Then he raised his soul cutting sword.

The spirit cutting sword was about three feet long and covered with blue cold. Even if they just looked at it, they all felt the tightness of the soul.

It can be seen that the sword is sharp.

Ye Qiao said coldly with a smile: "Ye Fan, you should know the level of this sword. You can easily chop the black iron ghost magic knife, which has great damage to the ghost body... The same is true for the soul body. Once stabbed by this sword, the soul body will be separated instantly without any pain!"

Ye Fan said coldly, "what a soul cutting sword! Ha ha..."

"Envy? In fact, you have a chance to get it before me, but who makes you waste it? Now what's your feeling to see your soul cutting sword in my hand?"

Ye Qiao smiled faintly.

Ye Fan shook his head: "I don't have any feelings. Maybe I would envy it when I saw the spirit cutting sword, but now I don't care, because I already know what a real sword is!"

Ye Qiao snorted coldly, "the real sword, ha ha! This one in my hand is Ye Fan. Don't be hard spoken. Just rely on the scrap iron in your hand. Why fight me!"

"I'm afraid only one sword will break your sword!"

Ye Fan raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and slowly pulled out his long sword.

"Although this sword is ordinary, it depends on who uses it!"

"Although your sword is sharp, the person who uses it can't do it, and it still can't exert its power!"

"Am I right? Master!"

Ye Xu smiled and said, "yes, the really strong one is never the sword, but the person who uses the sword!"