Chapter 396: Papier-mâché
The long-term and arduous battle has honed Ye Cong's resolute character and absolutely keen intuition. At the moment when the other party made a move, when everyone didn't react, he instinctively turned around and avoided it.
But he was an ordinary person after all, and he couldn't avoid the sneak attack of the city lord-level overhaul at all. His body was only two inches away, and the blade was already in his body.
The next moment, it will be cut in two.
Is the diligence and struggle of ordinary people so meaningless in the face of the absolute strength of a cultivator?
Far from it.
The two inches of space that Ye Cong struggled out bought enough time for Sun Xiang's assistance.
Yin Chengzhe's water-splitting heavy sword has been famous for a long time. When this Kwai Water Spirit Sword was born, the purple light went straight to the sky.
The cultivators who were moved by the news went to fight one after another, and after a dragon and tiger fight, Yin Chengzhe had the last laugh.
He was tall, red-faced, and gasping louder than average. When many people saw him like this, they thought he was a rough man. But he has sat on the throne of the lord of Beichuan City for many years, and he has ruled nearly a thousand cultivators, all of whom are obedient.
In the battle of the Water Dividing Sword, no less than five city lords were defeated under him. It is conceivable that Yin Chengzhe's temperament and strength are by no means as simple as they appear on the outside.
With the blessing of the Water Dividing Sword, his strength has increased by leaps and bounds. On strength, it can open mountains and crack rocks, and on ingenuity, it can separate the waves in flowing water. What's even more ingenious is that this lilac spirit sword has the magical power of Aoi water. Even if it's just a confrontation, it will feel extremely cold. If it is a sword, even if Xuanjin's heavy sword is broken into powder by the power of Kwai Shui, it is not an opponent at all.
It's miserable.
Not to mention being attacked by such a top person, there is no possibility of returning in vain.
But this sword stopped in front of Ye Cong's forehead, but he could no longer move an inch.
Sun Xiang smiled incomprehensibly, and the two fingers that caught the blade of the water-splitting sword did not tremble.
Yin Chengzhe was horrified.
He originally thought that Yu Xiaoyue, the strongest in Binhai, was not present, and he could do whatever he wanted. What's more, this sword is a sneak attack that doesn't even have a face, even if Yu Xiaoyue is present, he is fifty percent sure.
What the hell is it now? He tried to exert his strength, but the water-splitting sword could not advance or retreat at Sun Xiang's fingertips, and no matter how he stimulated the true yuan, he could not get any feedback, like a mud cow entering the sea.
Is the little brother (Sun Xiang) who sells mobile phones so strong?
In fact, before he came, President Lu Long sent someone to have a long conversation with him, in which Lu Long took a special message to make him pay attention to Sun Xiang.
Yin Chengzhe did have a little wariness of Sun Xiang at first, but Sun Xiang's behavior deceived him. In Yin Chengzhe's view, a real master should have a master's demeanor. For example, he is so unsmiling, his eyes are like electricity, which is terrifying.
Instead of standing on the stage and smiling and promoting his own products, like a second-class dealer.
So he didn't think much of Sun Xiang, thinking that the rumors about Sun Xiang were just exaggerated. As most people think, I think that this little brother may have a little way, but it is just the light of Yu Xiaoyue.
It wasn't until Sun Xiang suppressed all his strength with two fingers that Yin Chengzhe suddenly realized that this little brother with a warm smile was really the biggest boss of Binhai.
At this time, the other city lords had already found out that something was wrong, so they surrounded them one after another. Among them, Peng Yuanzhi was the most excited.
"City Lord Yin, what do you mean by this!"
Before the words fell, the inspiration rose and he was ready to do it. Standing beside him were the Mei City Lord and others.
Originally, the well water around Wucheng and the Beichuan area did not interfere with the river water, but in recent years, Yin Chengzhe's ambitions have swelled, and the two sides have repeatedly been filthy at the border. It was already unpleasant to each other, but today it was just in the way of Binhai's face, and they barely sat together.
What's more, the day before, Peng Yuanzhi and several old friends reached a friendship agreement with Binhai, and this was the time to repay the favor.
Yin Chengzhe is by no means a willful person, he is known to be invincible, and he has a plan when he rolls his eyes.
"Hahaha. He laughed three times, "I saw that this Liruo cloth was very wonderful, and for a moment it was itchy, so I wanted to see if I could block my water-splitting sword."
Why, Lord Peng can try, but I can't try Beichuan?"
This was so shameless that Peng Yuanzhi and others overturned the coffee table in their hearts. Now it is indeed a test session, and many city lords have indeed inspired the wind blade to attack Ye Cong in the field.
But what does it mean that you Yin Chengzhe used a top-level spirit sword to slash with all his might? Binhai has already said very clearly, Liruo Buyi is a blue-clothed level of protection ability, and what it provides is basic protection.
This is not a fish fan!
"You!" Peng Yuanzhi glared, obviously stunned by Yin Chengzhe's shamelessness, so that he didn't know how to refute for a while.
The people standing behind Peng Yuanzhi were all old friends, but there were also no less than people from the five cities standing behind Yin Chengzhe. The rest of the city lords kept a little distance and waited to see what happened.
The purpose of this trip to the coast is not simple, and now there is a faint situation of choosing a side. Everyone is human and will not bet easily. The relationship between Yin Chengzhe and Lu Long is well known to the world, but Binhai is not bad.
The Xinshihui has already decided to attack Binhai, so it is also appropriate to send some city lords who are loyal to them to make trouble. Originally, it was only after getting the real thing that left Ruo Buyi that it was time to see the dagger.
It's just that Yin Chengzhe saw that Yu Xiaoyue was not there, so he floated away and made the first move. He originally planned to slash Ye Cong with a sword, and he expected that Binhai would not turn his face against a powerful city lord like him for the life or death of an ordinary soldier.
At most, accompany Binhai with a piece of clothing.
Now that Sun Xiang is holding the sword, although he is jealous in his heart, he still doesn't think that Sun Xiang will do anything to him, don't you see that there are so many people standing behind him.
So he shouted even more:
"I am a man, and if I have not tried it with my own hands, I will not believe in the wonders of this cloth.
Unless I try my sword, I'm afraid that today's incident will be a trick played by your people. ”
"That's right, let go and let the City Lord of India try a sword!"
"That's right, why can others try, but the Yin City Lord can't try!"
The people behind Yin Chengzhe kept echoing, and the scene became chaotic. Whether Sun Xiang agrees or not, Yin Chengzhe's purpose has been achieved, and he was originally here to do something.
Sun Xiang raised his hand to stop Peng Yuanzhi's further movements.
"The city lord of Yin has misunderstood, you try the sword yourself, of course I welcome it. Sun Xiang smiled, "However, the Lord of the City of India will try the treasure with a papier-mâché sword, which is too child's play." ”
"Paper... Papier-mâché ......"
Yin Chengzhe was so blocked by Sun Xiang's "paper paste" that he couldn't speak, his water-splitting heavy sword has been famous for a long time and is indestructible, even if he is caught by Sun Xiang now, his strength is not good, what does it have to do with the sword. He had always been quite confident in his Aoi Water Spirit Sword, and even accounted for more than half of his own self-confidence.
"Isn't it papier-mâché?"
Sun Xiang flicked the blade of the sword with his fingertips, only to hear a crisp sound, and the lilac light on the blade of the sword gradually turned gray. Subsequently, the water-splitting heavy sword shattered inch by inch in Yin Chengzhe's hand, and the fragments had not yet landed, and had already turned into powder and were blown away by the wind.