Chapter 109： There is no way for the famous sword to choose the master

[Wufeng]: Tier 8 treasure, one of the ten famous swords in the Sword Pool of Tianya Haige.

Effect: Inflict more damage on opponents whose strength is less than their own, and greatly strengthen the domineering and fierce martial arts.

Good stuff!

Ye Yang was slightly happy.

Zhao Hao became angry from embarrassment, "You return Wufeng to me!"

Ye Yang smiled faintly, "The famous sword chooses the master."

Zhao Hao almost spurted blood out of anger, choose the master? Lord of Zenima! This is my thing!

He will come to grab after he finishes talking.

Ye Yang slapped a sword casually, and the sword was directly on Zhao Hao's chest.

A huge force of more than 30,000 kilograms suddenly broke out, and the latter flew more than 20 meters directly, making a long trace on the ground.

This Wufeng directly strengthened more than 10,000 kilograms of strength!

The audience is dead!

"Hahaha! Yang Ye did a good job! Wing Chun Wushu Hall is awesome!"

Lu Yunshan laughed unceremoniously, disregarding the faces of Shen and Tang, his loud voice spread throughout the square.

The expressions of Shen Guanqing and Tang Chuuxue were gloomy for an instant, as if dripping water.

The referee's lips trembled, and he was afraid to speak.

Even if he doesn't know what Zhao Hao's sword is called, but he is very close, he can feel that this move is very powerful!

As if facing a tsunami tens of meters high alone! What's more terrible is that this sword aura has not fully formed yet!

Once fully formed, no matter who you are, cut it with one sword!

But things are so jaw-dropping.

This Yang Ye held the Wufeng Epee with one hand and took it away directly. This terrifying sword move was naturally dissolved into invisible.

"Announce the result."

Ye Yang said lightly and glanced at the referee casually.

The latter's legs trembled, and the look in Ye Yang's eyes made him flustered inexplicably.

"In the third match, Wing Chun played against Canglang, Wing Chun won!"

He took a few deep breaths before he said the sentence completely.

"Yang Ye is awesome!"

No one on the court spoke, but Yan Ziqiong's little Lolita suddenly screamed, her face flushed.

Sister Hong gave Little Lori a blank look, but the joy in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

Yan Chengqing looked at Ye Yang, still in disbelief in his eyes.

A defeated game, it turned out to be like this... Is it a victory? !

Ye Yang strode to Liu Heng and said, "Master Liu, as the Canglang Martial Arts Hall, you are a mega-strike, and you won’t fall back on your account, right?"

He used his inner strength, and his voice was the same as adding a tweeter.

Liu Heng held his chest, his mouth twitched.

"Lao Tzu is not a fat man who defies his promise."

"Things will be delivered to Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall in a few days."

"but……!"

Liu Heng's eyes suddenly became cold.

"Everyone is not guilty, and he is guilty! How long do you think the secret of the spiritual vein under the Shinan Welfare Institute can be concealed?!"

His voice was also loud, spreading throughout the square.

Ordinary people may not have much idea of ​​what spiritual veins are.

But the big guys in the stands suddenly got up.

Especially Li Xunzhen, Zhao Hao didn't lose his mind just now, but this time, he lost his mind.

"Spirit pulse!"

Ye Yang's eyes suddenly became cold.

"Also... you injured Zhao Hao and took his saber again."

"Do you think you can count money with peace of mind? Stop dreaming!"

"Tianya Haige will come to you! They are not a group of people who like to reason, don't worry!"

Liu Heng laughed.

Chen Guanping, who was serving tea and pouring water, was a little flustered, and calmed down when he heard Liu Heng's words.