Chapter 354

"What? Broken sword! "

Hear the old man in grey.

Even Xue Feng and Huang HUFA were shocked.

For sword cultivation.

The sword is the thing of life and the second life.

Therefore, in the world of sword cultivation, there is a saying that the sword is in people's life and the sword is dead.

Ye Wushuang breaks his sword at the moment.

Obviously, he wanted to stop the three of them to fight for time for Su Yuhan's escape.

Ye matchless closed eyes, temperament as always proud.

However, his momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and his sword Qi is rustling around him like a drizzle.

Raised, a sword meaning emanates from him.

The meaning of sword is mixed with persistence and unyielding, but more of it is determined.

"Boy, are you crazy? You'll die! " Bai Hongyu's scalp was numb and roared in awe.

Ye Wushuang's strength is similar to that of him. If he is single to single, the five people present today may not be able to kill him, and he will have time to run.

But what Bai Hongyu didn't expect.

Leaf matchless not only does not run, in order to leave them, even holding rather for the jade broken not to be destroyed mentality.

They may not be killed as a result of fighting to death and breaking swords!

Can definitely hurt them!

"Dead?"

Ye Wushuang looks resolute and mutters to himself.

"I have followed my eldest brother since I was a child, and I have regarded him as everything to me. What I want to protect is what I want to protect!"

"What if the unparalleled sacrifice has value, even death?"

"I am the spirit of this instrument, and I don't exist to die of immortality!"

"Kendo and I live forever!"

"No!"

"Stop him!"

Huang Baofa's face has always been unshakable. At last, it changed at this moment, because ye Wushuang's dangerous breath is stronger and stronger.

The ant in his eyes began to threaten him.

As soon as that is said.

This moment.

Xue Feng, Huang Fufa, and Bai Hongyu's master and servant all rushed to him as if to interrupt him.

The next moment.

Ye Wushuang suddenly opens his eyes, and a sword like shadow bursts in his pupil.

"Boom!"

Three silvers cut through the sky.

The three big thunder sound swords in front of him were divided into three sword lights, as if they wanted to cut the heaven and earth across the void and cut them to Xue Feng's five people.

This moment.

The momentum of his body has climbed to the top. It is obvious that the supreme sword path has been in harmony with the sword spirit, reaching the point of perfect integration of man and sword.

This moment.

Xue Feng, Huang Dharma protector and other people's faces flashed a trace of horror, and a death breath came from oppression.

Several people can't stand the shock.

This is really just an ant outside?!!

There was a sudden darkness in the whole world.

It was as if the night had come.

Xue Feng and others only think that in the dark, only three sharp swords break through the dark curtain and chop towards them.

At this critical moment.

There was no time for several people to say too much. They roared one after another. They were full of energy. A throbbing force broke out and directly gathered a vigorous Qi of more than ten feet in front of them.

The old man in grey even protected Bai Hongyu behind him.

"Boom!"

Ye Wushuang's three swords cut over and heavily cut over the vigorous Qi, which then annihilated the air within a mile of several people's circle, and finally formed a huge wave of Qi.

"Poof!"

This moment.

Xue Feng, Huang Fufa, and the old man in grey all took a puff of blood mist, their faces were extremely pale, and Bai Hongyu's whole body flew backwards.

"What a pity!"

Seeing that several people were not dead, ye Wushuang smiled astringently, and his body shot out like a broken line. His white clothes, which had always been spotless, were all wet with blood at the moment.

His body is cracking, like a paddy field cracked by drying up. His brow and heart are bleeding, and his eyes are dim.

"Hahaha!"

There was a wild laugh.

After Xue Feng took a pill, his complexion became much better. Then he went to the leaves lying on the ground. He was full of pride: "I really want to admit that you are almost the most outstanding genius I have ever seen. Your sword almost broke my vigorous Qi."

"Not bad!"

Huang Baofa and the old man in grey nodded together, then shook his head and said: "on holiday, you will surpass us. Unfortunately, you are too pedantic and stubborn, and finally you will be killed by a sword."

"Oh!"

Ye Wushuang feels the power passing from him.

In his mind, he can't help but think of the countless times he spent with Ye Chen in the cultivation world, and his mouth gradually showed a little smile.

"Master, matchless can fight for you at last!"

Words fall.

His eyes closed slowly and his arms fell heavily.

Let's let go!

The old man in grey went up to check it out, turned around and sneered at Xue Feng and others. "This son's sword is broken, and his soul is destroyed!"

"What a pity!"

Bai Hongyu is full of regret: "I didn't expect that there are such persistent and crazy people in the outside world. I wish I could fight with them fairly!"

"Vertical son is just a bastard. It's hard to get rid of my hatred if I don't tear him to pieces!" Huang Shoufa looks sullen and punches at ye Wushuang's body.

When did he get hurt like this.

Just as his fist was about to hit ye Wushuang.

"Bah!"

A thick spit came from afar.

Then it happened to spit on his face.

Huang HUFA is stunned.

Subconsciously touch it with your hand.

Then put it in front of your nose and smell it.

The whole man froze on the spot.

Not only him, but also Bai Hongyu and others on the side.

At this time, I saw a ragged, unkempt beggar come slowly from a distance.

The beggar took a chicken leg in his hand and chewed it as he walked, spitting every now and then. The color of the black, yellow, black and yellow spit was exactly the same as that of the Yellow Dharma protector's face.

Huang Baofa looked at him with an extremely gloomy look: "dead beggar, did you spit that saliva just now?"

The Dharma protector of his martial law ruling was spit by someone, and it was also spit by a beggar.

"Yo? Is it on your face? "

The old beggar looked at the saliva on his face, rubbed his hands, and showed his yellow teeth: "well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. This is how the old man is. His eyes are not easy to use."

Then he spat again.

Strangely enough.

He obviously spits at his feet, but this spit somehow flies to the Yellow Dharma protector's face ten meters away.

For a while.

Huang HUFA has a thick sputum on his left and right faces.

"Old man, you want to die!"

Huang Baofa was furious and clapped at him.

His face was ferocious.

The old beggar suddenly looked flustered and ran away. However, he couldn't run away from Huang Baofa. Under the entanglement of the two men, Huang Baofa's moves couldn't touch him at all. Instead, the old beggar's dirty hands wiped a cat face.

Bai Hongyu subconsciously asked for help, but was stopped by the old man in grey: "Bai Shao, don't be impulsive, this old man is weird!"

He knows the strength of Huang HUFA.

Half step!

Three points better than him.

Now they are playing like monkeys.

This shows that the old beggar's strength is very strong, very strong!

And they're not on the same level at all.

The old man in grey couldn't help saying, "please don't tease brother Huang any more, senior."

As soon as that is said.

The old beggar slapped his palm and fanned the Yellow protector, shook his clothes, and tried to make himself look like an expert: "so, do you really think I am like an expert?"

The old man in grey is about to speak.

The old man nodded rather narcissistic: "you have good eyes, and I think I am quite similar."

"Excuse me, elder. Why are you teasing me?" The old man in grey took a slight flick at the corner of his mouth and forced himself to hold back his fear.

He didn't expect that in addition to the last three days, there were such experts in China.

Huang Baofa also responded and thoroughly admitted and counseled.

The old beggar waved his hand angrily: "if there is no elder, I will be a beggar. That kid on the ground is my grandson. I came to take him back this time."

Your grandson?

The old man in grey looked at ye Wushuang's body.

The heart sneers unceasingly.

Can you give birth to such a handsome grandson?

Is there any pressure in my heart?

Seeing that they didn't believe it, the old beggar was a little worried: "he is really my grandson. He quarreled with me before, and the monkey ran away from home in a rage."

"You lied to ghosts..."

Huang Shoufa sneers, but what he wants to say is stopped by the eyes of the old man in grey.

"Senior, since he is your grandson, please take him away, we won't disturb him."

The old man in grey hugged his fist, gave Bai Hongyu and others a look and chased Su Yuhan and others to escape.

When everyone's gone.

The old beggar took a look at the leaves on the ground. Then he went over and reached out his greasy hand and touched him. There was a suspicion on his cynical face.

"It's strange that this boy's heart is broken, his soul is gone, but there is a continuous vitality growing in his body!"

"Strange, strange!"

The old beggar touched again, and his face suddenly changed.

"This kid has no heart!"