Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Blade
"Mentor, your sword, it's messed up!" , was the middle-aged martial artist, thinking about how to fight back, but heard the child's childish words calmly said, and then, the sword in the child's hand waved, and when the sound came, the sword in the middle-aged martial artist's hand flew out directly and plunged directly into the ground.
I saw the child holding a sword, his eyes as if he were ordinary, and he didn't care about it, holding the sword in his hand, as if the sword god was alive.
"Ancient sword, your sword realm has been improved again, as a teacher, you are no longer qualified to teach you to learn swords, go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect! I believe that only the Sword Saint Venerable is qualified to be your teacher!"
Middle-aged man, dressed in a gray shirt, he was an outcast of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, by chance, he came to Qinggu City, met this child, the twelve-year-old Winter Tibetan peak, I believe that it is expected to reach the realm of heaven and man soon, the so-called kendo wizard in the sect, in this child, it is simply not worth mentioning.
"He was born for the sword!"
The middle-aged man said proudly in his heart, at this time, Ye Shan's voice came, and when the gray-shirted man heard it, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and blamed himself with hatred.
"If I'm strong enough, I'll teach that man a lesson myself!"
"Mentor, this person's challenge to the Martial Arts Tower at this time is only the biggest regret of his life", the child listened to it, his expression was calm, he looked at the sky, and said like a self-narration.
"Why?" When the middle-aged man in the gray shirt heard this, he couldn't help but ask strangely.
"Because at this time, he didn't meet the strongest sword master in the future, that is, me; I have to say that it is a pity for him, the future Lord of the Martial Arts Tower is my ancient sword!"
The child said proudly, this is after hearing Hayama's voice, the ambition that sounded in his heart was like a flame, burning.
"The strongest Sword Saint, hahaha, Shi Jian, I believe that the future Lord of the Martial Arts Tower is you!"
When the man in the gray shirt heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, what about his lack of talent, my apprentice, he will definitely be the strongest in the future, he is convinced of this.
At this time, in front of a bronze martial arts tower that has stood majestically for a long time, Ye Shan, dressed in a white robe, has a handsome appearance, extraordinary temperament, fluttering clothes, stepping out, touching a sound, landing on the ground, although it is soft, but all the warriors outside the tower are quiet, and now it does not happen, but it is like a drum sounding, as if it is a horn of a charge.
Whether it is the muscular man who is more than two meters tall brought by the man in the green shirt, or the warriors who are curious to watch on the side, whether they are men, women, old or young, at this time, listening to the sound of Ye Shan's footsteps, the true qi of the dantian in the body is lucky, and it is running.
An elderly gray old man directly pulled out the treasure knife behind his back, and said calmly to Ye Shan, who was wearing a white robe.
"Young man, stop it!"
"Fight or retreat!" , Hearing this, Ye Shan looked at the bronze martial arts tower in front of him, a plain and direct way.
"The martial arts tower is a symbol of the martial arts inheritance in Zhongzhou, and it is also a spiritual symbol of our warriors, it will never have a master, anyone who wants to monopolize it must fight the warriors of the whole world!"
As soon as the old man spoke, his body was swift, and he rushed over quickly.
With a bang, a golden film blocked the old man's knife, Ye Shan turned his head to look over, but when he saw the white old man's face was calm, Ye Shan smiled arrogantly.
"I am invincible in the world, so why should I be afraid of all enemies in the world!"
A bold word came out, and the old man with the knife was also shocked.
He has seen countless warriors in his life, Tianjiao has never been born unique, but cultivated by continuous fighting.The young man in front of him seems to have a change that even the other party is not aware of, no matter what kind of change, he knows that a strong man in Zhongzhou is about to be born.
"The old man has lived for more than 60 years, although he has stopped at heaven and man, he has studied the sword alone all his life, a unique sword, and respects martial arts!" , The white old man held the treasure knife and said slowly.
"Oh, old man, you deserve my respect!"
Ye Shan listened, through the pale yellow gold film, looked at the old man's serious expression, slowly removed the gold film, with a wave of his hand, a sword of golden qi appeared in his hand.
"Good!" Seeing this, the old man retreated, re-stood, the knife in his hand, a groan, the knife in his hand under the true qi of the whole body, but it was the knife intent rushing into the sky, the next moment, the long knife to the sky, a bright knife straight up, dazzling light.
"One sword!"
When the words fell, the white old man slashed out with a knife in both hands, a ten-meter-strong knife, the knife was like a frost ghost, and there seemed to be countless knives inside, exuding a terrifying move.
Seeing this, Ye Shan held the sword of golden qi and felt the absolute meaning in the sword, this kind of strong move is an extraordinary move, and the same move is struck.
"Chill!"
But I saw that the sword of golden qi in Ye Shan's hand was constantly flowing with golden qi, and the sword containing sword intent was constantly integrated into the sword body, and after a thousand handles, the sword of golden qi in his hand, after Ye Shan held it hard, became a dagger-sized small sword.
The powerful sword came to him, and Ye Shan held a small sword, and the tip of the sword was condensed with a little white dot.
rumble
But seeing the aura of collision, a ten-meter-long sword struck Ye Shan's small golden sword at close range; Just when everyone secretly said that they deserved it, a wave of qi rushed away, attacking all the people outside the tower.
With a sound like a vase cracking, but cracks slowly appeared on the powerful sword, and they dispersed directly, like a goddess scattering flowers
"Draw inferences, good swordsmanship!"
Not far away, the white old man who cast this powerful trick stared at the golden sword in Ye Shan's hand, which was the final form of the sword that he had spent all his life, but it was completed in the blink of an eye in this young man.
After a loud laugh, the old man's body and sword were constantly cracked, and then they scattered and turned into dust, and the soil was full of fragments of the sword.
Seeing this, Ye Shan is also a respect, a style of sword this move, requires a strong body and true qi to perform, but the old man hard to use a move, but it is exhausting all the body, the human knife is one, and the full force is cut out.
"Nameless old man, I accepted your knife move!"
A strong sword move was cast, and not many people present dared to admit that they could surpass this nameless old man in the sword path.Ye Shan collected the golden sword and glanced around, but there were many people, seeing Ye Shan looking at it, they couldn't help but take a step back.
"Stop!" Ye Shan ignored it, took a step again, and then saw several young men in armor, extremely handsome, tall, and arrogant.
Bumper bumper
With a few sounds, the golden qi stopped the opponent's sword, and then, with a wave of Ye Shan's sleeve robe, three golden qi swords appeared out of thin air, and with a bang, several people and people with swords directly flew away, and with a few bumps, the sound fell to the ground.
"Damn!" Seeing that Ye Shan didn't pay attention to them at all, one of the three people pressed his hand and jumped into the air, and the other two saw this, and the same was the same.
"Swords rain!"
The next moment, the three of them made a joint move, the sword technique was dense and endless, like the rain falling in the sky, and the sword came out like a pouring rain, making it difficult for the enemy to dodge, and it was mixed with endless sword qi.
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Ye Shan felt something, turned around, looked at the dense sword rainbow stream like rain, stretched out his hands, and pressed directly to the sword rainbow that rushed to his eyes, and then his hands were filled with golden energy, directly leading this rainbow stream, waving his hands as if painting.
"Sword Match!"
The endless sword rainbow flow, under the swing of Ye Shan's hand, continued to shrink, into the palm.In a few moments, the dense sword qi, in Ye Shan's hand, closed in his hand, forming a sword qi sword balloon.Then with a wave of his right hand, the ball of true qi in his hand turned into a water droplet, and quickly flew towards the three people in the air, and it continued to grow larger on the way, as if it turned into a huge water mass, and directly hit the three people in the air.
rumble
After a loud bang, the three of them flew away and fell to the ground, bleeding more than one.Seeing this, Hayama turned around and took another step forward.
At this time, several teams of muscular tough men of the man in green shirts, more than 20 people, rushed directly to Ye Shan with knives.
Bumper bumper
The strong man who was about to attack with a knife behind him quickly fell to the ground like a soybean, unconscious, and the man in green shirt who almost came back to his senses on the side was surrounded by people again and again, and after the attack, he was shocked by Hayama's combat power.
"Rush!"
The crowd of onlookers, seeing this, saw that Ye Shan was about to take another step, and one person in the crowd shouted, and then, the people who had already transported their true qi directly carried their swords, and the crowd rushed towards Ye Shan.
"Huh!"
Seeing this, Ye Shan was a little surprised, and turned around again, looking at the dense array of warriors, carrying swords, and besieging himself.
"Faith?"
Ye Shan muttered to himself, but he didn't care, his whole body was slightly exposed, his robe was fluttering, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, although he didn't have true qi on his body at this time, but his strong body had already exceeded the effect of true qi.
Ye Shan stepped on the side of his right hand, took a deep breath, and the momentum continued to accumulate, crowds of people, dense sword qi and sword qi, constantly swinging out, like a tide, rushing, the surroundings were dense, full of swords, guns and sword qi, countless counts of attacks attacked.
"Drink, Shattered Empty!"
With a punch, the vigorous fist wind cut through the air in front of him like a sharp sword, and blasted towards the faces of the surrounding people. Everyone only felt that the strong wind in front of them was torn, as if it was a magic fist that had broken through the space, and a wave of qi shook out along the space that the fist crossed.
Boom, boom, boom
The surroundings were densely packed, full of swords, guns and sword qi, countless counts of attacks, all shattered, like flying flowers, disappeared without a trace.
Originally, it rushed to the crowd surrounding Hayama, and it was directly hit and flew, and the dense crowd was knocked into the air, and then, like raindrops, smashed to the ground.
After a punch, the surrounding houses and the ground were full of people, falling to the ground, a handicap, a wail.
"Isn't there a strong man in Zhongzhou?" , Hayama sighed, a little pity said.
The man in the green shirt who was only left standing, when he heard Ye Shan's words, he was also speechless for a while, the young man in front of him was terrifying, and the strong was unfathomable.