Chapter Forty-Nine: The Pursuit of the Seven Grades of True Martial Arts

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The True Martial Six Rank realm powerhouse only felt a strong force rushing into his arm along the long sword, and he couldn't help but snort, wanting to retreat, but suddenly felt that his wrist was tight, and he had been tightly held by Ye Mo. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at Ye Mo's cold and murderous face close at hand, the heart of the True Martial Six Rank Master twitched violently, and the sound of bones shattering came from his wrist.

"Dare!" The two other two True Martial Six Rank masters killed together.

The corners of Ye Mo's mouth flashed with a hint of indifference, and the bladeless sword was inserted into the ground, turning the entire True Martial Six Rank master up, and smashing it fiercely towards the two people who rushed over, and the other hand snatched his long sword like lightning.

The two of them threw a rat trap and floated back, unloading their huge force to take the man down.

Ye Mo didn't stop, and the long sword he had just snatched in his hand turned into countless rays of refined lightning, instantly enveloping the True Martial Five Rank master who rushed over in it.

The sword qi shattered the opponent's protective true qi without hindrance, and the screams immediately sounded.

Killing one person in an instant, Ye Mo still didn't pause for half a minute, the sword momentum reversed, and countless light rains shifted the direction, and then fell towards the three True Martial Six Rank masters.

The two who were not injured took a step forward at the same time, and the weapons in their hands swayed out a blood-red murderous aura, smashing the sword light surging in front of them one after another.

The True Martial Six-Rank Master who had been crushed by Ye Mo's wrist bone was holding his injured arm tightly, his face full of pain.

"Hidden swordsmanship!"

Ye Mo snorted coldly in his mouth, and in the rain of light in the sky, a cold sword light suddenly appeared, fleeting, and then disappeared in the boundless sword light.

A terrifying sense of crisis immediately surged through their bodies, and the two of them danced their weapons into dense halos almost simultaneously to protect their bodies.

In the gap between the two, a sword qi roared out, with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

The True Martial Six Rank Master with an injured wrist felt numb all over his body, and a danger of death shrouded his heart, and when he looked up, he saw that faint sword qi rushing towards him.

In just an instant, it shuttled past his eyebrows, without a half-minute pause, not even pain.

"Poof!" The master of the True Martial Arts Six Grades fell to the ground with his back to the sky, and at the center of his eyebrows, a little red blood stain continued to expand, and then flowed out.

"Bastard!" The remaining two True Martial Six Rank masters really felt Ye Mo's terror, that was a perfect peerless sword technique, and it seemed to be a pervasive dense sword qi.

When the elder sent out the mission, didn't he say that this kid could only defeat the True Martial Five Rank Realm? But the reality was not like this?

It's just that at this moment, they didn't have time to think about it in their hearts, Ye Mo's countless rays of light and rain resurfaced, and the hearts of the two of them were cold, and the fear of death made them want to escape.

However, how could Ye Mo, who had already calculated, give them a chance?

Tibetan swordsmanship seems to be a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, after several actual combat exercises and Ye Mo's perception, this set of swordsmanship has become more and more proficient.

At the same time as the last sword stabbed out, the bladeless sword in his left hand also slashed out.

"Yangguan Sanhe!"

The light shattered, and the rain suddenly disappeared.

A True Martial Six Rank Master fell to the ground on his back, and a bloody mark on his throat was shocking.

And the True Martial Six Rank Master who used the double hook was even more miserable, Ye Mo's own strength was enough to compete with the True Martial Six Rank Master's True Qi strength, and now it was twice superimposed with the Yang Guan Three Stacks.

There is also a 500 jin strength bonus of the bladeless sword, that is, the master of the double hook is not good at strength, how can he resist it?

The terrifying force shook the double hook of unknown material to a complete deformation, and the bladeless sword was still undiminished, shattering the man's head entirely.

Ye Mo gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger inserted in his shoulder, threw it on the ground, and watched the red blood flow from the wound, his heart calmed down a little, fortunately, there was no poison.

It seems that his actual combat experience needs to be further improved! If the awareness of battle is tight enough, the last blow of that person before death will not hurt him.

Wufeng heavy sword was swung out to help Ye Fan kill the Chen family master of the True Martial Five Ranks, Ye Mo then ordered a few acupoints to stop the bleeding, took out a few ice spirit pills and took them with Ye Fan.

Looking at the bloody corpses all over the ground, Ye Ling's eyes had already been covered, and his thin body trembled uncontrollably, squatting in the bushes on the side.

Ye Mo walked over slowly, squatted down, stroked Ye Ling's hair, and said softly: "It's okay, with Brother Ye Mo here, everything is fine." ”

"Brother Ye Mo!" Ye Ling immediately hugged Ye Mo and cried, after all, he was only a ten-year-old child, and after experiencing such a bloody scene, his psychological defense line immediately collapsed.

Ye Fan also came over and comforted Ye Mo for a few words, and Ye Ling's emotions gradually calmed down.

"Boy, there is a master of the True Martial Seven Rank Realm here, you are not his opponent yet, leave quickly!" Wujun Heavy Silkworm's slightly hurried voice came, and at the same time pointed out the direction in which the other party was coming.

Ye Mo's face changed slightly, the realm of the True Martial Seven Grades, if he was alone, he was sure enough to escape from the other party's hands, but it was not so easy to take Ye Fan and Ye Ling at this moment.

"Ye Fan, you and Ling'er are hiding here and don't move! A strong enemy is coming, I will lure him away, you immediately return to the family, and tell the uncle about this, remember, the news of our escape has been exposed, they are bound to come from the short road, you must take the big road, don't look back!" Ye Mo frowned, and his tone was indescribably solemn.

Ye Fan's expression moved, and he wanted to speak, but he could see that Ye Mo was so cautious, and he expected that the enemy who rushed would be extremely difficult to deal with, so he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Fifth brother, you have to be careful!"

"Brother Ye Mo!" Ye Ling rubbed his red eyes and said to Ye Mo, his eyes were also full of worry.

"Don't worry, with my speed and footwork, it's extremely easy to escape, don't worry about me, after luring them away, I will go back to Ye's house directly!" Ye Mo said in a deep voice.

After speaking, he nodded towards the two of them, and that True Martial Seven Rank realm powerhouse was already less than a hundred feet away from him.

Ye Mo didn't delay any longer, his body shuttled out like lightning, and sped away in the opposite direction.

Ye Fan and Ye Ling shrank into the bushes and carefully restrained their breathing.

"You still have the strength to escape? This kid is not simple, no wonder the master of the Soft Mud Monster Family attaches so much importance to it!" The True Martial Seven Rank Master sensed the direction of the True Qi fluctuation, and no longer hesitated, and chased after him.

It wasn't until this person left that Ye Fan cautiously poked his head out, stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Ling and said, "It's safe, let's hurry back to the family and let the uncle send someone to pick up the fifth brother!"

A trace of frustration flashed in Ye Ling's eyes, and he flattened his mouth and said: "It's all my fault, if my cultivation is high, I won't drag Brother Ye Mo back, Brother Ye Fan, I want to cultivate hard!"

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, one Ye Mo was already enough to defy the sky, with the strength of one person, he could resist three True Martial Six Ranks, one True Martial Five Rank realm master, and easily kill the other party.

This achievement, not only in the Ye family, but even among the younger generation of disciples in Antan City, is definitely second to none, Ye Ling thinks so, how can he not be.

Although he was shrouded in the glory of the family and the aura of genius, Ye Fan did not have a little excitement in his heart, he needed to work harder to live up to the cultivation of the family and the help of the fifth brother.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan sighed softly, grabbed Ye Ling's arm, and ran away in the direction of the Ye family according to Ye Mo's instructions before leaving.

Leaf family land.

In a low, remote thatched hut, a scruffy man with a full beard leaned against the door, carrying a flask of lacquered wine in his hand, pouring it one after another.

He stared blankly at the empty doorway, his face full of woodenness, as if he were a walking corpse, and he didn't have the slightest anger.

"Bang dang!" the sloppy man slammed the flask in his hand to the ground, and slowly stood up, his rickety body standing up straight at this moment.

The cloudiness in his eyes was gone, and in his place were two rays of essence.

The sloppy man looked up at the sky and muttered: "I promised that I would only draw my sword for you in this life, but now, for the sake of our son, my sword will be unsheathed against the agreement!"