Chapter 154

Ye Huan tore off two white cloths from his shirt and tied the knife and sword to the palm of his hand. With a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, the whole person rushed forward like a lone wolf.

At this moment, he had already made up his mind to have a head-on confrontation with the priest!

Even if the legendary priest has three heads and six arms, and two wings, Ben Dashao will use a knife and a sword in his hand to dismantle you into eight pieces, braise you, steam, boil, fry, fry and barbecue...... Let's have a full banquet.

Yes, this is a foodie too!

Ye Huan raised his sword at the same time, and he had already taken out all his strength, and he had half-step magical powers, how could it be general. If you really want to show all your strength, you really have the ability to shake the world and cry ghosts and gods!

The sword passed, leaving no head. Deadpool, all of whom were trained by priests with special means, were brainwashed mercilessly. They have no so-called human nature, they are not afraid of death, they only have the loyalty of the priest.

But even this group of walking dead felt terrified at the moment. When they saw Ye Huan, it was as if they were looking at the Grim Reaper who had crawled out of hell.

A ruthless, cold, jet-black trench coat coat that has blended in with black. Blood was wet and sprinkled all over the ground beneath his feet, a long passage that turned into a morgue in a trance.

Ye Huan's left-handed sword, right-handed knife, sword forward!

It's thanks to these walking dead Deadpools, who have no humanity, and even if they throw themselves to their deaths, they still go to their deaths one after another.

Ye Huan pulled off the pass around the neck of a Deadpool, walked forward, walked to the elevator entrance, opened the elevator with the pass, and rushed in.

Only in a person's elevator did a trace of exhaustion appear on Ye Huan's face.

Today's events are different from what I thought.

hasn't met the priest yet, but this group of Deadpools who are not afraid of death made Ye Huan feel the pressure. One person is desperate, ten people are invincible, not to mention a group of Deadpools who don't know pain and have no sense.

Things are not easy to do. At this moment, Ye Huan felt in a trance that his behavior this time was a bit too much.

Let's try again, try to see if you can rescue Dongfang Susu.

The elevator slowly descended and stopped on the floor of the laboratory, which was Ye Huan's destination this time.

Ye Huan raised his sword, the exhaustion on his face disappeared, and he regained his cold expression.

The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing George's face in the doorway. After many days of not seeing, his lost arm has come back for some reason.

Hehe laughed, and George said, "Mr. Ye, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Ye Huan jumped out, jumped over George's head, turned around and stabbed George's head.

When George saw Ye Huan, he only had time to say a cruel word, and his head fell to the ground. Ye Huan felt that even if the priest had the ability to renew George's arm, he would never have the ability to help people renew his head.

Ye Huan guessed correctly, George's body fell to the ground, and he couldn't say a word anymore.

However, Ye Huan's crisis has not been resolved. There were countless Deadpools around him, rushing towards Ye Huan at the same time.

Ye Huan didn't choose to fight, this time he came to save Dongfang Susu, not to kill.

The body rushed in the direction of his memory, if Ye Huan wanted to leave, no one could keep him. During the process, Ye Huan kept waving the sword in his hand.

Swinging the sword thousands of times, swinging the knife thousands of times, Ye Huan was already exhausted at this moment.

Finally broke through the encirclement, Ye Huan leaned against the corner and kept panting. Manpower is sometimes poor, even if he is as strong as Ye Huan, his body is not iron.

Suddenly, a figure broke out, Ye Huan drew his sword and was about to stab forward, but after seeing that it was Simba, his movements slowed down slightly.

Simba gritted his teeth and said to Ye Huan: "You haven't left yet, what are you waiting for!"

"I'm here to ...... Save Su Su......" Ye Huan opened his mouth, only to realize that he had been killed for too long, and his lips had been stuck with blood.

Simba frowned and said, "That's it, if Su Su knows that you have done such a thing for him, it will be gratifying to die." Hurry up, you can't save her this time! ”

Ye Huan shook his head, feeling that his head was hanging, he opened his mouth with difficulty, but he could only say a few words.

"I'm still ...... Give it a try......"

Simba sighed and suddenly said, "Ye Huan, if you die, I won't stop you." But you must know that if you die, no one will be able to save Susu. Su Su will be fine for the time being, you can find another way. Ye Huan, remember again, if you are a real man, in addition to the determination to sacrifice your life and forget your death, you must also have the determination to endure humiliation and steal your life! ”

Hearing Simba's words, Ye Huan's heart suddenly realized. Today, it is easy for me to die here, but when I turn back, who will save Dongfang Susu. Sometimes, it often takes more courage to live than to die.

Ye Huan's dilated pupils converged again, and he looked at Simba.

Simba gritted his teeth and said, "You come with me!"

Almost half-dragging Ye Huan, Simba ran through the long corridor, and an air window appeared on the wall in front of him.

Simba suddenly picked up Ye Huan's knife and slashed a sword on his chest. Seeing Ye Huan's stunned appearance, Simba said, "Hurry up, go out from here, it's the canyon!"

Ye Huan didn't hesitate anymore, if he wanted to save Dongfang Susu today, it was impossible to do anything, how to escape from here, and then find a way to be true.

Biting his teeth, Ye Huan walked out of the window, only to hear Simba shouting behind him: "Come on, he escaped from here!"

Ye Huan sighed in his heart, and his attitude towards Simba was very complicated. It's true that Simba killed innocents indiscriminately, but his feelings for Dongfang Susu are not fake.

Jumping out of the window, below him was more than ten meters in the air, Ye Huan turned in the air, unloaded gravity, and landed safely.

And the killing machine has not disappeared. From the window where he had just escaped, Deadpool jumped out one after another, with Simba bearing the brunt.

And in the canyon, there was already an ambush for Deadpool, and it seemed that Ye Huan would definitely escape from the canyon.

A killing feast unfolded again, Ye Huan smiled bitterly, could it be that Ben Dashao is going to die here today!

There is a will to die in his heart, but he exerts a shocking strength.

Ye Huan killed people with a sword and a sword, and wherever he walked, he opened a bloody road.

Everyone was chilled by the killing, and Ye Huan himself was also chilled. Everyone looked at Ye Huan, and saw that he was covered in blood, and red drops of water were dripping from his hair, and they couldn't tell whether it was sweat or blood.

There was a brief freeze in the scene, and even a group of inhumane Deadpools felt fear at the moment.

Ye Huan stood with a sword, supported his body with the knife in his right hand, and asked coldly.

"Who else!"

No one answered, there were hundreds of people surrounding Ye Huan, and the black shadows were dense, but at this moment, they subconsciously took a step back.

"Who else?"

Ye Huan asked again, the crowd still remained silent in black pressure, and everyone didn't dare to look directly into Ye Huan's eyes.

"Who else!"

Ye Huan asked for the third time, shook his head slightly, a trace of curvature appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his expression was very disdainful.

"Boy, do you know how arrogant you are!"

A cold voice sounded, Ye Huan turned his head following the voice, and saw a person parting the crowd and walking slowly.

He was dressed in a black robe, with his hands and feet covered in the black robe, and a reflective silver mask on his face.

This was the first time Ye Huan saw him and heard the other party's voice for the first time, but at the first time, he judged who the other party was.

Father!

Ye Huan clenched the sword in his left hand, the knife in his right hand, and the sword changed hands, holding the sword in his left hand and the sword in his right hand.

The body that was originally exhausted was steaming out of the fighting spirit of worship as soon as he saw the priest.

The battle spirit rolled endlessly, and it seemed to turn into a spear, pointing directly at the priest.

Whether it's Simba, Concubine Terashima, Oriental Susu...... All described the priest as a man who existed in heaven and had nothing on earth.

That's just Ye Huan's heart is arrogant, and when he hears this, he is not convinced after all. How good are you, and let me try it, preferably with a sword.

The priest noticed the murderous aura on Ye Huan's body, shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't think I can do anything."

"Old bastard, take it!"

Ye Huan shouted loudly before making a move, saying that he did not sneak attack, and also said that he regarded the priest as an equal opponent.

Ye Huan didn't underestimate the priest, but he didn't look down on the priest either.

At this moment, Ye Huan's entire body turned into a long electric bolt in the air, and the knife and sword fused into one in a trance, and this sword that cut off the long river tilted towards the priest.

Ye Huan's cultivation is Tai'a's creation of Zen, participating in all things in heaven and earth. Everything Ye Huan learned was comprehended from all things in heaven and earth, what he had experienced and seen.

And Ye Huan has practiced to this day, and he has realized a sword from all things in heaven and earth, and there is only one sword in total.

This sword has no name, only one sword, but it is all Ye Huan's murderous energy.

If this sword can kill the priest, it will kill to death. If you can't kill it, you can't kill it.

The priest nodded, then shook his head, and waved his hand lightly.

The wind was raging, and the roses of the rolling valley were fluttering.

Ye Huan's body in the air began to lose control, and he hurriedly stabilized his body, wanting to master the air flow.

He had failed, and all the air around him seemed to be his enemy at this moment.

It felt like the air turned into ropes, tightly binding him into a ball, and then he fell heavily on the rock.

Bang, click......

Ye Huan fell on the stone and spit out a mouthful of blood. A crisp sound sounded in his ears immediately after.

Ye Huan was stunned, only to see his knife and sword, broken into four pieces, and fell crisply on the ground.

Ye Huan was stunned, looked at the broken old dog teeth, and said a sentence in his mouth: "What...... It's broken......"

The priest shook his head slightly, and said, "You can't."

What Ye Huan has learned all his life has turned into a sword, which has no name, and is called a sword of the Ye family.

Ye's sword has never been born, and today it was born for the first time, defeated, and the sword broke.

Ye Huan is twenty-five years old this year, and has been resting in the Hidden Dragon Temple for five years, and since he came down the mountain, he has experienced countless hardships and hardships, and has never lost.

Today, Ye Huan, lose.