Chapter 129: Conflict

Ye Chu's eyes stared at her motionlessly, although this woman was dressed in a flamboyant blood-red robe, she gave people the feeling of being extremely cold, like an immortal out of the dust, as if everything in heaven and earth did not linger in her heart.

There was a short silence, and the eyes of the man who had been forced back by Ye Chu's murderous aura were full of unwillingness, and he was a little excited to say something, however, the somewhat emaciated woman in red took a slight step forward, but it made him frown tightly and closed his mouth hatefully.

"Woo woo woo ......" Zhao Yan's little girl beside Ye Chu suddenly let out a whimper, her voice was as sad as the abducted cub finally saw her relatives, and her tears were like beads with broken threads, rolling down. Hurriedly wiping away the tears that were falling wantonly, the girl had red and swollen eyes, a look of grievance, and looked at the woman in red stubbornly.

Closing her eyes slightly, Ye Chu's head throbbed for a while, she could feel that the girl was crying at the beginning, and the breath on the woman in red was even colder, and the gaze cast at her also carried a cold killing intent. My heart is weak for a while, little rabbit girl, cry after saying it clearly, is it okay? Ye Chu was a little crazy! His face was indifferent, pursed his lips slightly, and said lightly: "It's none of my business!" ”

There was another brief silence, and the cold on the woman in red became even heavier! An extremely oppressive aura spreads!

Hearing this, the face of the man who shot before was cloudy and uncertain, and he looked at Ye Chu with an unkind expression, and on the back of the hand holding the sword, the green tendons jumped, even if there was the cold pressure of the woman in red, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

With a wrong step, the man bypassed the woman in red. The figure swept out, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the cold blade of the sword with a chilling sword light pointed directly at Ye Chu's throat.

Looking at the sword that tried to pierce his throat, Ye Chu's dark eyes flashed with anger, and he took a step forward without hesitation, a sneer appeared on his delicate face, and he muttered: "If you don't do it, you won't die, it's all fate!" ”

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Qiang!" "The rusty sword is unsheathed. A surging and terrifying murderous aura permeated Ye Chu's body. Under the dappled sunlight, the rusty sword in her hand showed a fierce edge, and the sword rose with an incomparable fierce wind. Suddenly. "Woo!" The sound of breaking the air sounded. Like a raging wind.

Stab!

"Bell!" The rusty sword is pointed, and the tip of the sword falls on the tip of the sword, and the spark bursts out. This sword, steady and accurate, blocked the man's long sword in the slightest.

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was shocked, as long as there was a slight deviation in the resistance of this sword, the cold blade would penetrate her throat if it drove straight in. This person is not stupid and bold, he is a kendo master! Looking at Ye Chu's indifferent face, the man affirmed that she was the latter, and his eyes revealed a thick vigilance.

Although the man's heart was shocked, it was obvious that the foundation was relatively solid, and the actual combat experience was still good, and his subordinates did not have any panic, his feet slid slightly, his wrist flipped, the sword blade turned slightly, and the sword became more and more powerful, like a giant dragon swinging its tail, and the long sword swept out.

The sharp edge cut horizontally, Ye Chu stood in place with his feet, twisted his body slightly, swung his wrist lightly, and the rusty sword was erected in his chest and slashed straight down. At the same time, the two fingers of his left hand were raised together, and the red sword qi permeated it, tearing the air with an extremely sharp sound of breaking the air, and pointed towards the man's throat.

"Bell!" When the sword bodies intersected, there was another crisp sound of gold and iron.

Drawing his sword and stepping forward, the man's right foot was lightly clicked, and his body took a few steps back sharply like catkins, avoiding Ye Chu's finger.

"Bang!" With his left foot slamming on the ground, the man's figure swept straight out again, and the long sword tore through the sky like a meteor with a fierce wind, locking on Ye Chu.

The white palm clenched the rusty sword, Ye Chu sighed leisurely, the rusty sword flickered slightly, flashing a somewhat dazzling sword in the mottled sunlight, and it hit the attacking long sword fiercely.

"Bell!"

A majestic and terrifying strength came to Ye Chujian, the man's face turned white, and his body leaned back slightly, this strength not only swept away his sword, but also spread to his entire palm in an instant along the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the right arm holding the sword shook half of his body into numbness.

What surprised the man a little was that Ye Chu's sword swung away his long sword, and after laying the opportunity to win, he did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but with a flick of his wrist, he withdrew the rusty sword in his hand, the tip of the sword hung slightly, and he took a few steps back!

didn't have time to think about why such a good thing happened to him, a fierce flash flashed in the man's eyes, and with a step on his feet, his figure suddenly turned into a blurred black shadow, and the long sword in his hand was raised again, turning into a streamer, with a sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air, and launched another attack towards Ye Chu brazenly!

Frowning slightly, Ye Chu was so ignorant of this kid, and he felt annoyed with his stubborn behavior!

Although a sword cultivator should have the character of being indomitable and daring to fight, if he blindly rampages and does not know how to advance or retreat, he is a dumbfounder! Sword cultivation must not only be brave and strong, but also learn to judge the situation, simply put, sword cultivation must not only be able to use hands, but also be able to use brains!

Aroused by the anger aroused by this so-called fierce attack, Ye Chu's eyes stared at him with gloomy eyes, and he decided to use the most blatant posture to let this kid firmly remember this lesson!

The cold sword blade roared, Ye Chu stood in place, did not move or avoid, unhurriedly raised his white left hand, two slender fingers, slowly and incomparably forward, there was no terrifying and amazing speed, no tearing edge, no great wind, at the moment when the tip of the sword was less than a few inches and pierced Ye Chu's throat, the two fingers that silently poked out collided with the long sword in the man's hand that was as fast as lightning and had a sharp edge that tore a qiē.

"Bell!" The sword fingers intersected, and there was a booming sound of gold and iron clashes.

"Click!" A crack appeared on the long sword in the man's hand.

"Click! Click! There was a loud roar, and then cracks like spider webs spread out of the man's long sword.

"Tick!" A streak of blood appeared on Ye Chu's fingertips and landed on the man's collar. Defeated the long sword in his hand, and after that, Ye Chu's fingers deviated slightly, and when he rubbed his sword, it landed on his eyebrows.

"Senior brother! What are you doing?! Zhao Yan, the little rabbit girl who only had her senior sister in her eyes, only came back to her senses and let out a miserable scream. After that, his eyes were pitiful and full of pleading, looking at Ye Chu, and his voice was soft and glutinous: "Ye Chu's predecessors are ......" (to be continued......)