Chapter 5: The Thirteen Swords of the Ye Clan

Under the noon sun in winter, a little girl of six or seven years old, with tears on her face, ran towards Fengzui Mountain in a wolf manner.

She had a stubborn little face like a ball, and she was followed by a group of angry children, among whom was a twelve-year-old boy who was the fastest. Like a cunning rabbit, he went straight to the cave on Fengzui Mountain.

Shaoqing, the first little boy to rush to the mouth of the cave, saw Ye Qingcheng's black sheath sword.

However, there was a little wild cat curled up and sleeping by the sword. He didn't pay attention at first, and walked straight to the sword.

As a result, Lihuo raised his head faintly, and a deep warning voice rolled out of his throat. Although it was small, the fierceness released from its eyes frightened the little boy.

For a while, tears rolled in the little boy's eyes, and he begged: "Brother Qingcheng fought with the one-eyed dog in the town, and he can't beat the one-eyed dog without a sword." ”

He turned his head away from the fire and glanced down the mountain, and children rushed towards him one after another. It stood up silently, quickly rushed out of the cave, and then quickly climbed to an old tree on the top of Fengzui Mountain, its amber eyes, black pupils contracted sharply, and the chaotic scene in the town immediately entered its eyes, including Ye Qingcheng, who confronted the Red Eye Tiger......

In front of the Bai family's small courtyard, a group of people were busy fighting the fire, a small number of people left with seriously injured Dandan, and many more people gathered around the street, looking at Ye Qingcheng and Chimu Hu.

"Are you finally willing to show off your Ye family's swordsmanship?" At this time, Akamehu said with a gloomy face.

Ye Qingcheng stared at the Chimu Tiger and said, "Once my Qingfeng Sword is unsheathed, it will kill you, a brute!"

"Haha, if you had this ability, you wouldn't have let go of the Ye family's compound a few months ago. Akame Tiger smirked.

"I am willing to have a yard. Ye Qingcheng said: "However, there are some things that I can't bear to do. ”

"What?" Akame Tiger asked.

Ye Qingcheng stretched out and touched the slap marks on his face that were beaten by the Bai family, and said, "Dignity!"

"A teenage imp, do you know what dignity is?" said Akametoka disdainfully.

At this moment, several children squeezed out of the crowd, and the little boy who ran the fastest among them took the Qingfeng Sword back out of breath, and said with a sweaty face: "Brother Qingcheng, your sword!"

"A little farther away. Ye Qingcheng took his sword and said to the little boy.

In the bright sunlight, the streets are surrounded by people.

Chimu Hu took his long sword, shook his hand and pulled out the sword, threw away the scabbard, revealing the sword body with open teeth and teeth, stared at Ye Qingcheng excitedly, and said: "Although the thirteen swords of the Ye family are wild roads, they have been passed on by outsiders to look good. If you can defeat me, you will be the master of this town in the future, if you lose—"

As he spoke, the red-eyed tiger glanced at the black-tailed red spirit dog lying not far away, still gnawing on the leg of the ox, and said, "You won't even have bones left." ”

As soon as his words fell, Ye Qingcheng had already made a move.

I saw that Ye Qingcheng held the black handle of the Qingfeng Sword with one hand, and did not hold the sheath with the other hand, but only held the sword across his chest. However, he used precise force, swiped a step to the right, and directly used inertia to pull the sword out of the sheath as quickly as possible.

"Qiang !!!," a crisp dragon groan came out.

Under the bright sunlight, an ancient cyan sword shadow flashed. Qingfeng sword, five feet three inches long, four fingers wide, the whole body is cast by light but extremely resolute bronze, the sword body is ancient cyan, the blade is abnormally sharp, and the hair is broken! It is not a famous weapon in the history of Qing, but it is the ancestral sword of the Ye family.

Then, under the horrified gaze of everyone, Ye Qingcheng's swift shadow flew three steps, and then he suddenly swung his sword and jumped up, shouting: "First sword, falling leaves!"

He was only a fourteen-year-old boy, his figure was thin and seemed weak, but when the sword was unsheathed, he was like a fierce tiger, with a terrifying and fierce momentum, he instantly spun three times in the air, and then slashed out three mysterious sword shadows in succession with the momentum of thunder.

"Bang!Bang!"

Between the lightning and flint, three sword sounds rang out. Chimu Hu was frightened into a cold sweat by Ye Qingcheng's momentum. This kind of swordsmanship that does not move is enough, and it is not a wild way. If he hadn't experienced it himself, Akame Tiger would never have believed that this kind of swordsmanship would be so domineering.

The Red Eye Tiger stabbed his sword above his head, and he hurriedly resisted Ye Qingcheng's attack, and the powerful sword power shook him back five steps in succession.

Three sword shadows like thunder slashed down, Ye Qingcheng immediately landed, stepped on his feet, and smoke and dust rose everywhere!

But his attack wasn't over yet.

When Akame Tiger staggered back, he moved like a real tiger. In a circle of dancing dust, Ye Qingcheng's figure shot out violently, like a strong wind, rushing straight towards the Red Eye Tiger.

The red-eyed tiger's one-eyed eyes widened, and the first thing he saw was Ye Qingcheng's bright eyes, and then there was a cyan sword shadow that pierced straight in.

"Boom !!" With a flick of his fingers, Ye Qingcheng held the sword in one hand, and stepped mysteriously, stabbing the chest of the red-eyed tiger.

Akamehu holds the sword in one hand, and the other is against the end of the sword, holding the sword horizontally across his chest.

"Qiang !!"

The sound of the two swords clashing sounded, and the Qingfeng sword stabbed heavily in the middle of the long sword. Although the sword was swift, it was still blocked by the Akame Tiger.

However, this move still had stamina, Ye Qingcheng suddenly stretched out his other hand, slammed his palm on the end of the hilt of the sword, and shouted: "Second style, piercing dust!!"

"Buzz !!!"

With that, Ye Qingcheng's palm slammed into the hilt of Qingfeng's sword, and the more ferocious sword power was instantly transmitted to the long sword in Chimu Hu's hand.

The long sword was stabbed in an instant, bent into a bow, and reached the chest of the red eye tiger.

A six-foot-tall, emaciated young man, holding a sword to push a nearly nine-foot-tall strong man to the ground and slide quickly, if you don't see it with your own eyes, who can imagine that this young man's sword power is a thousand catties mighty?!

The people watching around were already suffocated by the shock.

A cloud of dust flew up, and the surrounding crowd retreated in panic.

Akamehu, who was suppressed so much that he couldn't fight back when he came up, was annoyed and ashamed, he shouted, and stood on the ground with a sudden stride, trying to shake Ye Qingcheng away with great force.

Unexpectedly, when Ye Qingcheng was shocked by him, the sword in his hand actually shook back with stronger force, directly shocking him to the point of retreating, and slamming into an old jujube tree ten steps away.

"Bang!!" The stone-ground old jujube tree shook violently, and the shriveled red jujube on the treetop fell down with a clatter. Among them, a round ruby also rolled down.

The crowd of onlookers of "Good !!" instantly erupted into noisy cheers.

In the shouting of the boiling crowd, the red eye tiger's face was as gloomy as iron, he bent down to pick up the ruby, stuffed it back into his shriveled left eye socket, turned his face to the black-tailed red spirit dog that had been gnawing on the cow's leg and said, "When do you want to eat? Kill him, Lao Tzu will dig out his heart for you!"

There was an instant silence around them, and everyone turned their eyes to the vicious dog the size of a mule.

I saw that it stood up slowly, **** the blood on the side of its mouth, flicked its black tail quietly, and stared at Ye Qingcheng with one eye.

This is what Ye Qingcheng is most worried about. At the beginning, he chose to quit his yard without a fight because of this vicious dog. The Red Eye Tiger is not eligible for the coat of arms and is not a real beast tamer, but this vicious dog is a first-order fierce beast and a real alliance beast.