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【470】Desperate

Jiang Jiyue waved her lovesickness Baochai and shouted: "Don't be afraid, Ye Qingxuan is only one. No matter how many of him, he can't beat us, let's go together!"

Seeing that Jiang Jiyue, who was the leader, was desperately in front of him, how could the others dare to be negligent? Besides, under the rain of Ye Qingxuan's sword, attacked every enemy in front of him, and the ordinary White Lotus Sect master was no exception. Everyone had no choice but to step forward and fight.

According to the plan envisioned by Jiang Jiyue, the masters of Jiang Jiyue, Zhao Fengchan, Huangfu Tairen and Ruan Boqiu should have come forward to fight Ye Qingxuan to fight for Ye Qingxuan. Relying on the many masters of our side, Cao Tianzhi, the "Soul-Breaking Tai Sui" led Chongxielin and Monk Yuanjing to form a powerful group, select the enemy and kill the opponent's strong hands one by one with the power of thunder; while Jiang Yu, the "Sky Shooting Gun" Du Jiu, and the "Soul-Celebrating Demon Girl" She Yuniang cooperated with the three to stop Guihai Yizhen and Qin Congyang, so that the others could not help each other. With their number, Ye Qingxuan could become a lonely man in just a few seconds, and they did have the ability to achieve the result.

However, as soon as they fought, the sword rain shot from Ye Qingxuan's giant sword without a sharp edge seemed light, but in fact it had a strong force of ten thousand pounds, and had the supreme suction power of [Bei Ming Divine Art]. Many experts of the White Lotus Sect just resisted a sword and were pulled by Ye Qingxuan's huge force and suction power, either throwing down or pounced forward. None of them was controlled by the sword force and lost the opportunity to escape.

Ye Qingxuan laughed, "The Northern Dynasty Art" was used to the limit. Hundreds of innate masters at the scene were as if they were in the stormy sea, and they could not control their bodies at all. They all leaned towards him, and stood still. The sword light in front of them fell like a star, and was firmly trapped by Ye Qingxuan in the sword force.

Jiang Jiyue and others exclaimed in unison, and they could not count as much as Ye Qingxuan was so powerful. He took the initiative in the audience with his unparalleled swordsmanship and internal skills, and he could only block more than a dozen masters and hundreds of innate masters, teaching them that they had a detailed strategy but could not be able to carry out.

In desperation, everyone had to fight with all their strength to resist the coming Wufeng Sword. For a moment, the sword energy was radiant and the qi roared. Although they could hear their good hands screaming in their ears, they could only do their best to deal with the danger in front of them.

The entire hall suddenly became the home court for Ye Qingxuan to call the wind and rain alone. Hundreds of martial arts and White Lotus Sect masters located behind Jiang Jiyue and other masters were blocked by these leaders for a time and had no way to intervene. In the battlefield, no matter how many people and powerful people were, the number of head-on confrontation with the enemy was always limited. Unless it was in the vast plain, it would become a burden. Jiang Jiyue was trapped in this trouble.

However, Gui Hai Yizhen and other experts from the Dajimen Sect laughed, and instead concentrated their firepower and began to eradicate these ordinary experts who had lost the protection of absolute core experts.

For a moment, screams continued, and the masters of the White Lotus Sect began to retreat step by step.

"Shooting the Sky" Jiang Yu, "Ghost Hand" Du Jiu, and "Soul-Seeing Demon Mother" She Yuniang, these three male and female demons who have lived in southern Xinjiang for a long time have always been arrogant and did not take Ye Qingxuan, a latecomer, seriously at first. When the sword of Zhiwufeng was released, the terrifying sword technique that shocked the world and the earth and the incomparable momentum immediately made them all arrogant and frown.

At this time, Jiang Jiyue's Xiangsi Baochai, Huangfu Tairen's samurai sword, Ruan Boqiu's two dog-legged short swords, Du Jiu's ghost hand, Jiang Yu's double spear, the convenient shovel in the hands of the monk Yuanjing, Chongxielin's flower bud... He also tried his best to welcome Jianyu.

Everyone has the same thought in their hearts, that is, no matter how powerful Ye Qingxuan is, you are always just a person and not a god. How can you deal with the joint attacks of so many masters? After you solve you, other people will not be afraid.

At this time, the murderous aura on the scene soared into the sky and the world changed.

Among all, only Zhao Fengchan retained three points of his skills and did not dare to let go.

On that day in Luodu, the scene of Zhao Fengchan and Yuan Laizhou fighting Ye Qingxuan was still vivid in my mind. He clearly remembered the unpredictable ghosts and gods of the sword technique in Ye Qingxuan's hand, and also clearly remembered the strange magical power that Ye Qingxuan could pick up. Among them, the move [Fighting and Star Movement] could shift the qi of a master like Yuan Laizhou to use it to deal with him. Who could have predicted that Ye Qingxuan, whose skills have improved to the next level, could not resolve the joint attack of more than ten people respectively?

Facts have proved that Zhao Fengchan's prudence is correct.

Against the background of powerful attraction, many masters felt that the place where Ye Qingxuan's body was located felt like space collapse. The blue and purple qi flowed, which led to his qi and went in a direction that he could not even control.

Ding Ding Ding!

A series of clear sounds, the sword without the edge was either tapped or slashed, stabbed or swept, and hit more than ten different weapons attacking him without any other.

Those who were hit by Wufeng Sword, whether they were strong like Jiang Jiyue, Zhao Fengchan, Ruan Boqiu, or weaker like Yuanjing Monk, Chong Xielin, or Jiang Yu, Du Jiu, and She Yuniang, all of them were shocked. All the back moves could not be used, so they were forced to throw them back.

Only Huangfu Tairen, the defeated general, was cleverly dragged by Wufeng Sword, and instead of retreating, he moved forward two steps in an instant, and turned him to face Ye Qingxuan alone.

The huge sword without sharp edge suddenly stopped, and even used the sword technique [Divine Slash], and the violent energy instantly enveloped Huangfu Tairen.

Ye Qingxuan was as powerful as a god. He shouted angrily at the shocked Huangfu Tairen: "A thief deserves to live? Go and die!"

At this moment, all the light was attached to the sword edge, and Ye Qingxuan's sword slashed down towards Huangfu Tairen.

Huangfu Tairen's face turned pale. Unexpectedly, he was young and fell into Ye Qingxuan's hands several times. Faced with this unavoidable sword, he could only use his life-saving skills with all his might, trying to escape again with the technique of "Yan Return".

Jiang Jiyue and Zhao Fengchan both felt that something was wrong. Huangfu Tairen was Jiang Jiyue's mistress, and Zhao Fengchan's son. He had great roles and great potential. Seeing that Ye Qingxuan was particularly targeted, he knew that something was wrong, he rushed forward together, hoping to save Huangfu Tairen's life.

With a "buzzing" sound in the entire space, the [Bei Ming Divine Art] changed from the collapsed suction force to the leaking force. Jiang and Zhao paused, and their bodies were actually half a beat slower.

At this time, Huangfu Tairen finally ushered in his destiny moment. The "Yan Hui" skill, which had always been unfavorable before, was finally broken by his powerful sword without any edge when facing Ye Qingxuan for the second time.

The powerful hundreds of thousands of kilograms of powerful force was difficult to resolve even the extremely skillful technique of "Yan Hui". Just as Jiang Jiyue and Zhao Fengchan were barely arrived, Huangfu Tairen began to fall apart from the samurai sword in his hand, and his hands, arms, shoulders, sternum... to the other side of the hand and feet were all shattered, and with a terrifying expression, he pounced into the arms of the two.

"Prince Ren..."

"My son!"
Chapter completed!
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