Chapter 879: The Sixth Cut No (情 qíng) Sword

Yu Fengsheng, the seventh-ranked super existence on the kendo rankings, has quite good attainments in kendo.

Although he is not one of the four ancient families, his reputation is already comparable to that of the son of Tianjiao of the four ancient families.

His kendo talent is even higher than that of a kendo maniac.

Just looking at the kendo ranking, he is three places higher than the sword intent maniac.

The gap between the three places is like a chasm.

Speaking of which, he is similar to the sword intent maniac in terms of (sex xìng) personality, both are extremely arrogant, no one in his eyes, he regards himself as a kendo genius, he looks at people on his back, and his chin is eager to be raised to the sky.

He scanned his eyes around him, and everyone didn't dare to look at him, as if he was the king of the forest, and the sword qi on (body shēn) soared into the sky, this sword qi was more fierce than the sword intent, unstoppable, and had an extremely powerful courage.

However, the next moment, his gaze froze slightly, and his pupils shrank slightly: "You're not afraid of me?"

Anyone who looks at him will have fear in their hearts, but this guy's face remains the same.

This made him look surprised.

"Don't be afraid. Ye Qingyun said lightly.

When Yu Fengsheng heard this, his face twitched slightly.

can tell him so bluntly that he is not afraid, in his life, only this young man can have this courage.

I just don't know if the other party is really not afraid or pretends not to be afraid?

However, he didn't pay much attention to it, and strode away, apparently intending to take the broken sword with a strong evil aura.

"Wait. At this moment, a faint but somewhat indifferent voice came from behind (身shēn).

When Yu Fengsheng heard this, he turned (身shēn), and his gaze instantly condensed in front of him.

It was the young man in white just now.

"What, what I like by Yu Fengsheng, do you want to grab it?"

His voice was like a gust of wind blowing, that is, (yin yīn) sen, and domineering, back ((swing dàng) dàng) around, with great confidence.

In this world, no one has dared to snatch what he fancies.

Is this young man looking for death?

"Can't you grab what you fancie?" Ye Qingyun's eyebrows jumped up, looking at the young man in front of him, his face was not afraid at all, and his voice was indifferent, like a cold wind blowing, blowing on people's (body shēn), it actually made people have a trembling feeling, it was a trembling from the soul.

"That's right, no one can grab what I fancie, even the sky!" Yu Fengsheng was so domineering that he couldn't be justified, what he fancied was his.

Once, he fell in love with a woman, but this woman was someone else's wife, but he snatched it away.

The degree to which he is quite unreasonable can be said to be unstoppable.

"Oh, is it? I'm sorry, I'm a person who is not afraid of the sky, the earth is not afraid, the sky can't take your things, but I can take your things!"

"It's not yours at all, it's my ......"

The voice fell, Ye Qingyun stood in the void, his right hand raised slightly upward, and suddenly, the sword qi on his waist filled all around, wrapping around his fingers, and suddenly rushed towards the front, and a crazy sword qi suddenly appeared in the void.

What was strange was that this sword qi was completely consistent with the broken sword suspended in the void, as if they were all from the same artifact.

The people around him felt this sword qi, and their complexions changed instantly, and their faces were full of incredulity, as if they had seen something impossible to happen.

As we all know, the sword aura emitted by each weapon and every swordsman is different.

Each weapon has its own characteristics, and the sword energy they correspond to also has characteristics.

The sword qi on Ye Qingyun (身shēn) turned out to be exactly the same as the sword qi emanating from Duan Jian, which directly caused strong surprise among the people around him.

How so?

This thought pops up in everyone's mind.

After a long time, they all thought of a little.

That is, this broken sword originally belonged to the young man in white, and only this can show that the sword qi on the broken sword is consistent with the sword qi of the other party.

But as soon as they thought of this, many people shook their heads violently.

This broken sword is an artifact, how could it be that of a young man in white? How could he have such a weapon?

However, they really didn't expect that Ye Qingyun was not an ordinary person at all, but a rebirth of the god of war.

The Wu (情qíng) sword is indeed an artifact, even if it is now divided into nine sections, it is still an artifact.

Beauty with heroes, artifacts with strong.

In this world, the Wu (情qíng) sword only recognizes Ye Qingyun, and only Ye Qingyun is worthy of it.

"Come back. Ye Qingyun said lightly, his voice was not loud or small, gentle and gentle, but with a kind of confidence, a burst of confidence.

His voice fell, and in front of him, the broken sword suspended in the cave trembled violently, making a sonorous sound, and returned to ((swing dàng) dàng) around.

It's like coming to life.

The broken sword kept trembling, and it went straight in the direction of Ye Qingyun.

But at this moment, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man standing in the void, and he stepped out, and his strong spiritual power turned into bursts of sword qi and swept through the void, heading towards the front frantically, seemingly wanting to stop the broken sword: "Presumptuous, my sword, you dare to grab it!"

He, the seventh-ranked super being on the kendo rankings.

He has a super talent in kendo.

He, a powerful swordsman, pierced people's eyes with a single look, like a sharp blade, and made people's eyes tremble.

Before, he said that he was going to fix this broken sword, but at this moment, someone didn't give him any face, and wanted to snatch his things?

"Steal your things? This broken sword is mine. Come back!" Ye Qingyun shook his head, and his eyes emitted a strong light of confidence.

Buzz!

The broken sword carried a monstrous sword aura, and directly rushed past the opponent's sword aura, straight to the side of the falling leaf light cloud (body shēn), and also turned in the void, as if it was a little elf.

"What! It's such an aura! Is this still the rusty rotten iron?"

"Artifact, it's not an artifact, only an artifact has such a spirit (sex xìng), it is rumored that there is an artifact spirit inside the artifact, I think this weapon has the spirit of an artifact!"

"Yes, yes, but it's strange that this broken sword recognizes this young man in white so much! Do you see it? There is a sword at the waist of this young man in white, and this sword seems to be trembling, isn't it, ......?"

The people around whispered, and everyone's eyes were extremely hot (hot) looking at the sword on Ye Qingyun's waist.

"Presumptuous!" was snatched by the other party, Yu Fengsheng was completely furious, but just when he was furious, suddenly, an earth-shattering beast roar erupted in the cave, falling like thunder, causing the eardrums of the people around him to buzz, as if they had been pierced by steel needles.

Everyone looked up at the dark cave.