Xu Zheng drove the Nine Swords, and his momentum was terrifying, like a violent wind sweeping, sweeping towards Ye Xing.

The coercion of that offensive made Zhu Shaojun, Song Qingxian, and Xiao Nan, who were standing on the sidelines, secretly surprised, and at the same time secretly rejoiced in their hearts: Xu Zheng is not the first madman!

Such a fierce attack is simply a desperate stance.

See how this Ye Xing can parry?

They all waited for Ye Xing's blood to be spilled on the spot.

Similarly, Gao Lingfeng's eyes were also firmly fixed on Ye Xing, wondering how he could resolve Xu Zheng's desperate blow?

In the face of Xu Zheng's amazing attack, Ye Xing's face was unmoved, Xu Zheng drove the Nine Swords, although it looked terrifying, but in Ye Xing's opinion, it was in vain.

The real power of the Nine Veins Divine Sword is that it becomes a sword by luck, rather than turning into a phantom with the sword in its hand, so that the attack of the Nine Swords is difficult to compare with the Nine Veins Divine Sword that is really lucky to become a sword.

No matter how amazing the Nine Veins Divine Sword that Xu Zheng unleashed, Ye Xing didn't feel a real threat at all.

Before Xu Zheng's nine swords arrived, the power was like the air flow of a storm, and it had already arrived, however, at this moment, a layer of air flow flowed on the surface of Ye Xing's body, surrounding the whole body, as if protecting Ye Xing's entire person.

This air flow is not visible to ordinary people with the naked eye, but Gao Lingfeng, Zhu Shaojun, and Song Qingxian are all deeply cultivated, but they can see the air cover on the surface of Ye Xing's body clearly.

The expressions on the faces of these three people changed slightly, and their true qi was like a cover, just like the whole body, armor and invulnerability, this is the strength of the ancient martial arts masters!

Zhu Shaojun, Song Qingxian's face turned pale unconsciously, but Gao Lingfeng's eyes shone brightly, it seems that he rescued Ah Kun, and he was indeed right.

Ye Xing's strength was really beyond his expectations, and it turned out to be the strength of the ancient martial arts master.

The strength of the ancient martial master, this is definitely the talent that the Gao family needs the most, and it is also the master that his father needs the most.

Xu Zheng, who drove the Nine Swords to attack Ye Xing fiercely, also saw that Ye Xing's body was like a cover, and he couldn't believe that Ye Xing was actually the strength of an ancient martial arts master.

However, the old man of the Xu family said that the power of the Nine Veins Divine Sword is infinite, and even the strength of the Semi-Ancient Martial Master, and the use of the Nine Vein Divine Sword can inflict a heavy blow on the strength of the Ancient Martial Master.

In addition, Xu Zheng still didn't believe that Ye Xing had the strength of an ancient martial master, and the true qi in his hand was transformed into the Nine Swords of Void and Reality, and he still attacked Ye Xing without stopping.

The sword qi was agitated, with incomparably domineering power, however, no matter how powerful the sword qi of the Nine Swords in Xu Zheng's hand was, as soon as he encountered the cover of true qi in front of Ye Xing, he immediately collapsed, and he could not break through the cover of true qi around Ye Xing's body at all.

The Nine Swords of Void and Reality that stabbed at Ye Xing in Xu Zheng's hand stayed ten inches in front of Ye Xing's chest, as if he was being stopped by an invisible force, and he could no longer stab an inch forward.

This stunned all the students in the audience, what happened to Xu Zheng? The swords in this hand were only ten inches away from Ye Xing's chest, why didn't they stab forward?

Could it be that Xu Zheng, who has always been ruthless and extremely crazy, couldn't bear to hurt Ye Xing?

However, Xu Zheng was bitter in his heart, only he knew, he also wanted the sword in his hand to continue to stab forward and bleed Ye Xing, but he seemed to be frozen, even if he transported all his true qi and stabbed the sword in his hand towards Ye Xing, he still couldn't move forward even the slightest.

Instead, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely on his forehead and panting.

At this moment, he saw that the phantom of the eight swords that his true qi had turned into quickly faded and disappeared under the devouring of the deep true qi surrounding Ye Xing's body.

This made his hand suddenly return to the original soft sword, and the power of the nine-vein divine sword that he had originally used was greatly reduced.

Xu Zheng secretly screamed in his heart, knowing that even if he stabbed forward, it would never hurt Ye Xing in the slightest, but if he couldn't stab forward, Xu Zheng wanted to pull the sword back.

But when he drew the sword back, Xu Zheng couldn't help frowning suddenly, because he felt that the sword in his hand not only could not be pierced, but also could not be withdrawn, as if it had taken root.

Xu Zheng chuckled in his heart, knowing that he had encountered a very terrible opponent today, and it was impossible for him to defeat the opponent.

At this moment, Ye Xing smiled and reached out to grasp the soft sword suspended in front of him, and directly grabbed the sharp blade with his palm.

The faces of all the students in the audience changed in unison, and some of the timid girls had already covered their eyes with their hands, but they couldn't help but open their hands to peek, they were really afraid and wanted to see, and many students got up from their seats, opened their mouths wide, and were shocked.

Similarly, Xu Zheng's eyes widened, this soft sword, which is an extraordinary sword, is a sword inherited by the Xu family for a hundred years, extremely sharp, and it is not a problem to sharpen iron like mud, it is a real magic weapon.

But he didn't expect Ye Xing to dare to use his flesh palm to grab the sword blade directly, and after Ye Xing's palm grabbed the sword blade, there was no damage and no blood was seen.

Just when he hadn't come back to his senses, Ye Xing's palm waved, and there was a clattering sound, only to see Ye Xing's palm grasping all the soft swords in his hand, crumpling them together, and the original sword that was sharpened like clay suddenly turned into scrap copper and rotten iron.

Xu Zheng saw the family heirloom sword in his hand, which was instantly crumpled by Ye Xing, completely scrapped, his whole face was about to distort, looking at Ye Xing, his eyes were about to erupt with anger: "Ye Xing, you destroyed my Flying Dragon Sword, I want to fight with you!" ”

Immediately, Xu Zheng's palms were boiling, like a piece of red-hot iron, and he slammed into Ye Xing's chest.

However, his palms hadn't yet slapped Ye Xing's chest, Ye Xing's shot was like electricity, he was already one step ahead of him, snapped, opened the bow left and right and slapped Xu Zheng seven or eight times in a row, and slapped Xu Zheng's two front teeth with bloodshot flying out.

Xu Zheng's eyes were full of stars, his ears roared, and he screamed miserably.

Then, Ye Xing had a straight hook punch, that's right, a simple one without any skills, even ordinary people could come to such a straight hook punch, but it implied the strength of the ancient martial arts master's straight hook punch, hitting Xu Zheng in the abdomen.

When Xu Zheng was hit in the abdomen by Ye Xing, both eyes were about to burst out, and the expression on his face was even richer, and then he covered his stomach, fell to the ground with a bang, rolled, kicked his legs, but couldn't scream.

The pain was so painful that they couldn't even scream, and all the students in the audience felt a chill down their spines.

And Ye Xing crumpled the other hand, a soft sword that had turned into scrap copper and rotten iron, and threw it on the ground, rolling on the ground, opening his mouth wide but not shouting, and struggling in pain, he didn't even look at it.

Dare to hurt his loyal subordinate Ah Kun, this is the end.

The tiger is not powerful, this Xu Zheng still thinks he is a sick cat.

Ye Xing turned around proudly, looked at Ah Kun not far away, and said, "Ah Kun, are you okay?" ”

After a period of rest, Ah Kun's pain had eased a lot, and when he heard Ye Xing's inquiry, he hurriedly replied: "Brother Xing, I have nothing to do."

Ye Xing nodded and said, "Then let's go!" ”

Then, Ye Xing was in front, Ah Kun was behind, and under the eyes of Gao Lingfeng, Zhu Shaojun, Xiao Nan, Song Qingxian, and all the students in the audience, they walked towards the door of the hall.

No one spoke, and it wasn't until Ye Xing and the two figures disappeared that Gao Lingfeng and all the students in the audience seemed to come back to their senses, looking at Xu Zheng, who was rolling on the ground in great pain, and the soft sword that was crumpled and thrown on the ground.

Everyone was amazed!