Jianghu people, beating people is a grudge, and slapping people in the face is a mortal enemy.

These warriors who came forward were beaten by him five years ago, and they were even stepped on by him.

But now, grievances are repaid, and life and death are not worth it.

He Ye Chong asked himself in his heart, how can He De?

"Thank you!"

Ye Chong's eyes were moist.

He took a deep breath and raised the dust sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Dongmen Yong.

And behind him, he handed over to Higashino Yi, Li Qing, bald heads, and those old acquaintances from five years ago.

What if there are hundreds of strong enemies behind him? He Ye Chong is a righteous brother of Bo Yuntian!

What if there is an acquired triple evil Jiao in front of him? Since he Ye Chong has embarked on the path of immortality, he has to go against the sky.

Kill all the people you must kill!

The name of the sword is dusty, and it has been stained with dust.

Ye Chong's wrist shook, the sword body trembled, and the dust dispersed.

Out of the dust, there is a flash of brilliance.

"There have been countless people who want me to die! They have all become white bones. ”

"Today, you Dongmen Yong, you also want me to die, then you have to ask me about the dustless sword in my hand, whether you agree or not!"

Bang! Bang!

A sonic boom sounded in the air, and around Ye Chong's body, there were constantly waves of air condensing. and dissipated into the formless.

The dust flew again, and the broken bluestone powder fluttered in the wind, enveloping Ye Chong in it.

Ye Chong, take another step.

The bluestone is re-cracked and crushed into powder.

One more step, still!

Every step of the way. Still!

In just a few meters of distance, Ye Chong slowly stepped out step by step, and where he passed, the stone dust flew and the floor was sunken.

The distance between Ye Chong and Dongmen Yong has been shortened to two meters.

"Here comes the sword!"

With a burst of shouts, Ye Chong rushed straight out.

The sword light was great, and there seemed to be countless sword shadows, blooming in front of Ye Chong, and they were inseparable from each other from the dust sword.

The tip of the sword refers to the evil Jiao of the mixed world who has occupied Yunhai City for several years, Dongmen Yong.

The momentum is like a rainbow, and the dust is like a dragon.

The sword roared, the dragon roared.

When the dragon opens its mouth, it can swallow the sun and the moon. Out of the dust, you can kill immortals and demons.

At this moment, a terrifying aura spread from Ye Chong's body.

The clothes and belts are flying, and the buns are congealed.

But Ye Chong said that he was an immortal? Then he Ye Chong was really that immortal!

He Ye Chong, who had just entered the Immortal Dao, had only cultivated the [Star Desolation Heavenly Technique] of the thousands of immortal methods he had inherited, and as for the swordsmanship, he had never learned it.

He can only slash and dash simply, without any fancy, let alone fancy.

But at this moment, in the shadow of that Dao sword, there was a supreme immortal power, which condensed and dissipated with the surging aura in his divine mansion.

The sword comes, a sword asks the sky, and a sword punishes the devil!

Zheng!

The ancient sword came out of the dust and was directly pointed at the nine-stage flying knife.

Then, there was a trembling buzz, and then it slowed and became faster, and it became more and more urgent. Dao airflow, such as the immortal aura, traveled out of Ye Chong's Divine Mansion, transmitted to his palm, and spread to the dust sword with his palm.

Sword light, once again!

The sword roars, more like a dragon's roar!

The sparks burst out again, and the shadows of the sword seemed to envelop Dongmen Yong.

The wind rises, and the end of the stone flies.

The shadow of the sword disperses, destroying a hundred ghosts.

Boom!

The crisp sound is endless.

When the end of the stone dispersed, everyone stared at it carefully, and their eyes were shocked. Eyes glazed.

It's broken!

The nine-stage flying knife in Dongmen Yong's hand was actually broken!

The nine-stage flying knife, named the nine-stage knife, is composed of a steel blade with a copper ring on the back of the nine-stage knife.

But at this moment, the upper half of the nine-stage flying knife has been shattered into pieces of blades and cut into the ground. What Dongmen Yong was holding in his hand was no longer a nine-stage flying knife, but a six-stage flying knife.

A sword, a crazy knife, is like cutting off the head of the Yongxiang of the East Gate.

What's even more unbelievable is that on Dongmen Yong's gloomy face, there are actually three or four sword wounds, and drops of Yin Hong's blood are quietly overflowing from the first-line wounds.

In the midst of the turbulent waves, there are many hairlines floating to the ground.

Dongmen Yong's face was gloomy and terrifying, but he couldn't imagine that Ye Chong, who was obviously broken by his own knife just now and spit blood in his mouth, still had the strength to fight back.

And this blowback came so suddenly, it hurt his skin even more!

Dongmen is very angry!

He is the only existence in Yunhai City, and he is the dragon that everyone fears in the martial arts of Yunhai City.

If you dare to touch his dragon beard, you will only die!

"It's kind of interesting, but ......," Dongmen Yong smirked. "Those who dare to offend the majesty of my Jiaolong Gang, I am brave in the east gate, and there is no mercy for killing!"

Broken knife turned back.

Boom!

Dongmen Yong stepped on the ground with both feet, the whole person rose in the air, and the knife in his hand was even more whirling, as if he was rolling up the majesty of heaven and earth. It seems to be condensed with supreme strength.

Subsequently, he angrily slashed down.

Continue.

The top is a broken knife, and the bottom is dust.

The top is Dongmen Yong, and the bottom is the madman Ye Chong!

The day after tomorrow is heavy, and the force reaches 10,000 catties. The day after tomorrow is double, and the strength is 40,000. Acquired triple. 100,000 strength is 100,000 coercion.

The broken knife trembled, and the bones of Dongmen Yong's hands were even more violent.

The power of this knife is by no means comparable to the first knife!

In the air, the cold air became more and more solemn, and countless waves of qi seemed to be centered on Dongmen Yong. Xiang Ye Chong swept away wildly.

It was the knife that struck, but what attacked it was the layers of invisible qi waves, wrapped in the triple coercion of the day after tomorrow, and it was all in one cluster, enveloping Ye Chong.

"Ridiculous!"

Ye Chong smiled coldly, "The same trick." You use it on me twice, you say you're not stupid, you stupid!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chong turned around and retreated, and the dust sword in his hand slashed out even faster, and there were endless waves of qi in front of him. collided with the air mass from Dongmen Yong.

Bursts of explosions, all of a sudden, resounded endlessly.

The momentum was so good that the bluestone swirled, and the seats on the side were overturned and fell to the ground.

But this knife still came to naught.

The blade cuts into the ground. It is the place where Ye Chong originally stood.

The floor cracked open, like a ray of sky, starting from the blade, cracking towards the leaves.

But so what?

Even if you are brave with a sword, far superior to Fang Cai, didn't you still cut Ye Chong, who you ignored, under the knife?

Ye Chong laughed. Then move.

The sword trembled, the dust came with the wind, and the killing atmosphere was strong.

And Dongmen Yong also roared angrily, and then raised the broken knife and went up to the wind.

Bell!

Sparks splash. Waves of air are flying.

In the light of light, the two had collided countless times in that narrow corridor.

Dongmen Yong was furious and wanted to use the ruthless knife technique that he had practiced for many years, but at this moment, in front of Ye Chong, there was no half of the chapter to speak of.

Just because of him Ye Chong, there is no order. Yes, it's just the dusty sword in his hand!

There is no fancy, no routine, collision, just a simple collision.

Either the sword cuts off the sword, or the sword slashes again.

It's not you who die. It's my death!

Life and death are in an instant, no one thinks about anything else, and in the eyes of the two, there is nothing else except for the other party and the blade in each other's hands that can kill all directions!

The seats flipped and the audience dispersed. Disappeared from their eyes.

Is it not in the field of vision of the two, is it just a hurried passerby?

How can it be?

He Chuan Sword Sect Dongye Yi, the name of the Japanese country, how dare he condescend to others.

Even if it is only the power of the nine folds of mortal martial arts, but with a demon sword in hand, it is the black and white impermanence Wu Ying and Yan Wu joining forces. can only be on an equal footing with him.

Perhaps, Dongye Yi didn't want to kill people, but just wanted to expel the person who disturbed Ye Chong and Dongmen Yong from the battle group.

And Li Qing, bald head, Xu Bonian, Wang Chao and Cui Wang and other martial artists, even if their strength is not good, what is it?

Except for the eight first-seat bastards. The ordinary members of the Jiaolong Gang are just martial artists of the third or fourth level of martial arts.

In Ye Chong, in front of Dongmen Yong, maybe they don't have the strength to fight. But in the eyes of ordinary gangs, they are unattainable powerhouses, invincible powerhouses!

With one enemy and two enemies, one enemy and three enemies, in the long and narrow corridor, they stood shoulder to shoulder, stopping the group of gangs with guns and sticks.

Someone wants to fight a city by man!

They can't, they can't do it in their lifetime.

But they can guard the back of the man.

Let him go!

Let him go and fight one city by one.

The difference between the acquired double and the acquired triple is the difference in strength, the gap in strength, and the gap in the strength of the martial arts.

Perhaps, Dongmen Yong has already been among the acquired triple, and his strength is far from being comparable to the 100,000 jin of the first acquired triple. Perhaps, the martial arts practiced by Dongmen Yong are also superior martial arts, and he can behead the enemy with the same strength.

But Ye Chong, what he cultivates is the immortal law!

He Ye Chong. But what he wants is eternal life!

Countless collisions, countless fights, Dongmen Yong's body strength has been poured out more than half.

Ye Chong's internal strength has long been lacking!

But so what?

In the Divine Mansion, the white light flickered and dimmed, circulating the abundant spiritual qi in it to the veins of the whole body, nourishing every inch of Ye Chong's skin that had already exhausted.

Subsequently. Condensed in the palm of Ye Chong's palm, on the dust sword, it bloomed again!

After another sword clash, Ye Chong and Dongmen Yong both retreated a few steps.

Dongmen was brave enough to raise his sword and fight again, but his eyes were gone, and his eyes were shocked. What he saw in his eyes made his heart palpitate!

But it was Ye Chong, who didn't know when he had swept high, the long sword in his hand pointed straight to the sky, and the blade of the dust sword was facing him Dongmen Yong.

And on the body of the sword, the brilliance is like a streamer, and it moves brightly.

The sword body trembled endlessly, as if it contained supreme immortal might.

He had twice flown up, trying to kill Ye Chong in an instant.

But now, for the first time, Ye Chong flew up and wanted to behead him.

He was cut twice.

But Ye Chong only needs to do it once, kill the dragon, change the city, for the brothers!

The light is scattered, the leaves are rushing, and the dust is falling!