Chapter 112: Accidents from the Eastern Window(1/2)
Under the armpits of Ming Cang Sword, there is a mother and daughter with bloody scars all over their bodies. Their eyes are closed and their faces are peaceful, as if they are sleeping.
Even though that woman had suffered endless torture, she still could not conceal her beauty. She was once a gentle and kind-hearted woman.
This is especially true for the little girl, whose oval face is covered with coagulated blood scabs.
But Ye Wujie could tell that she was a very cute little girl during her lifetime...
That's right...it was during his lifetime...
Ming Cangjian gently placed the two corpses on the ground, stood up, shook his head, and said: "It's not too late. He died for a while, and they didn't dispose of the corpses. They still kept them in a secret room..."
"When I arrived, I learned from a guard that they had not destroyed the corpses or traces of them..."
Ming Cang Jian said calmly: "The reason is... they like whipping corpses with different tricks..."
Boom——!
A roar of thunder shook the heaven and earth.
The lightning burst out with bright white light, illuminating the somewhat terrifying shadows of Ye Wuji and Ming Cangjian in this huge inner courtyard square.
Different from Ye Zhong.
These two are truly terrifying!
Ye Wuzong raised his head and took off his mask...
I let the rain gently hit my face and fell into deep thought for a while...
"You, you are not that!"
After seeing Ye Wujie's appearance clearly, Ye Shaoshang was shocked!
Isn't this the young man who was tit for tat with his father outside Xiongjian City?
He is a disciple of the Ye clan!
But how could he be so powerful!!
But Ye Shaoshang didn't know that the moment Ye Wujiang took off his mask, he had already determined a fact.
Everyone who saw his face, not one of them here, will survive tonight!
Ming Cangjian looked down at the dead bodies of the two girls and suddenly said: "They must have suffered a lot, but when I saw their bodies, their hands were held together. On the walls of the secret room, there were many little girls carved in stone.
The portrait of Ye Chong, with a smile on his face when he died..."
Ye Wujiang nodded and suddenly asked: "Sword Master, do you want to compete in swordsmanship? Let's see who kills more and faster..."
Ye Dangxiong was furious and said: "You, Shuzi, how dare you speak such arrogant words!"
Ming Cangjian nodded, and with a swish sound, the figure disappeared.
With a sweeping sweep of the ancient long sword in his hand, a dazzling sword wave burst out and flew out in all directions.
boom--!
The sword wave formed a semicircle, and when it swept away, the houses collapsed one after another, and the circle surrounded by hundreds of people collapsed in an instant!
Continuous screams came one after another, filling the sky, and a bloody Shura battlefield appeared!
"Kill one elder and count twenty people!"
Ye Wujie said simply and neatly, his body turned into a streak of blood like lightning, and the Blood Lin Sword in his hand slashed hard, as if it could chop the mountain into pieces!
Ye Dangxiong, a seventh-level warrior in the martial arts realm, did not even take a defensive posture. He was stunned and his body was split open diagonally. The pungent smell of blood instantly filled the air!
Ye Shaoshang's face was full of horror.
Through the gap between Ye Dangxiong's body that was split into two, he saw...
I saw Ye Wuxing's face with an extremely cold expression!
"Devil, devil!"
Ye Shaoshang lost all courage, roared like crazy, and fled to the rear in panic.
The elders standing behind him were pushed forward by him to stop Ye Wujiang!
"Xue Lin Sword Jue!"
Ye Wujiang performed the Blood Lin Sword Art. At the same time, he showed various postures and superb sword moves in the sword art.
It also incorporates the sword intent that only a great master of swordsmanship possesses!
The most powerful move of the Blood Lin Sword Art is to release the two Blood Lin Shadows and cooperate with the Blood Lin Emperor's guardian spirit to strike directly and violently, which is simple and crude.
But Ye Wuji's sword intention and sword moves are equally unfathomable.
He was like streaks of blood-red flowing wind. Sometimes the Blood Lin Sword was spinning around his waist, and sometimes the sword was radiating with light. He could turn around and strike with the sword, or he could stab an elder directly with his backhand without turning back.
heart.
It’s truly amazing!
"This kid..."
While Ming Cang Jian was dealing with the guards in the outer circle, he looked at Ye Wujing and frowned.
"No, after this battle, I must ask him for the Book of Sword King!"
He said secretly.
"Swordsmanship, Extreme Shadow!"
The sword light of the Blood Lin Sword suddenly split into three paths, killing three people instantly.
"Swordsmanship, Tianxuan!"
Ye Wuzhen rose into the air, the slanted sword rotated, and the sword light spread out in circles, cutting into the bodies of the three elders, instantly shattering them to pieces!
"Stop him, stop him!!"
Ye Shaoshang ran like crazy and roared.
He ran towards a secret passage in the mansion. There were many agencies in the secret passage. He believed that he could slow down Ye Wujing.
As long as he can escape from the mansion and rush to the clan mansion, at least for the sake of Ye Xuanfeng, the senior officials of Ye Beishan will definitely come forward to save his life.
It's a pity, the ideal is very full...
Ye Wuxing came ten feet behind him.
This distance may not be enough for ordinary people.
But for Ye Wuxing, killing Ye Shaoshang was just a matter of proportion.
Pfft——!
The sharp edge of the Blood Lin Sword pierced directly through the back of Ye Shaoshang's head and penetrated out!
Poke a big hole in Ye Shaoshang's mouth!
The rain turned into blood and sprayed on Ye Shaoshang's throat. His eyes were wide open, his face was frightened, and his mouth was wide open.
The sinister tip of the Blood Lin Sword supported his body from falling down immediately.
The inner courtyard square suddenly fell into a dead silence.
All the guards who had not yet fallen couldn't help but stop their movements and looked at Ye Wujiang with blank faces.
"Young master, the young master is dead..."
"This, how is this possible..."
Ye Wuxing's sword shattered their mythical illusion of Ye Xuanfeng's immortality.
Because, for a long time, no one dared to touch Ye Jiuye's people, let alone his only son Ye Shaoshang.
However, the two uninvited guests who broke in today came to kill people directly.
This kind of ferocity and determination does not even involve any thought.
Ye Wuxing directly pulled out the Xuelin Sword.
Ye Shaoshang's ferocious face froze, and his body fell forward and fell into the blood.
"Lao Jian, leave no one behind..."
Ye Wuzong looked back at Jian Lao and said, and then he remained silent and came directly to the bodies of Su Yi and Ye Yun, the mother and daughter.
He planned to return the body to Ye Chong.
On the other side of Ming Cang Sword, it took almost only the blink of an eye to deal with the remaining dozens of guards.
He came to Ye Wujian.
At this time, Ye Wuxing had already put the body into the Yinsha coffin.
"Lao Jian, let's go."
Ye Wujiang didn't stop, he flew directly over the eaves and left.
Jian Lao follows...
To be continued...