The storm on the ferry changed suddenly, from Ye Huayu's injury to the sword falling into the river from the red and white evil sword, it was just a few snaps. Everyone's minds fluctuated, from worry to ecstasy, and tears were about to burst out: "Young Master Ye is invincible!

"Young Master Ye is mighty!"

Amid the loud cheers, Bai Yurong, Hu Zhijun and others fell on the deck. Looking at the young man in white clothes, he was both happy and proud.

Bai Yurong quickly tore off a white cloth and put medicine on him to bandage the wound. When she saw the rolling and twitching flesh, she felt sore and shed tears without realizing her tears. She turned her back to everyone, and no one except Ye Huayu saw the crystal rolling tears.

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Ye Huayu smiled and said, "I'm trauma, it's okay."

Bai Yurong whispered: "The world is dangerous, you will have more thoughts next time." She took out a treasured pill from her arms to replenish the consumed true energy.

Ye Huayu had just swallowed the pill and suddenly heard a shout from Hexin: "Can Young Master Ye still fight? Yun Bufei, Hengshan Sword Sect, came to ask for advice!"

I saw a three-masted ship sailing across the river, with the bow of the ship like a galloping horse. Dozens of martial arts heroes stood on the ship, including five in the front row, all of whom were young and vigorous, with great stances and stunning.

A new generation of successors carefully selected by the sect. They pinched the opportunity when Ye Huayu was injured in hard battles and had no time to replenish his breath and return his strength. They openly invited him to fight. This plan made people feel cold.

Bai Yurong was furious, and Canglang pulled out his sword and shouted sternly: "My junior brother fought for several times without stopping, bleeding and injured. You are taking advantage of the danger to cause trouble. Could it be that I am the Xuanyuan Gate and you are here? Who will come here?

Fight?!"

Yun Bufei looked calm and laughed loudly, "Senior Sister Bai is wrong! Everyone witnessed Young Master Ye defeating Shuangxie with one sword and being at the peak. Where did you come from taking advantage of others' danger? Could it be that Young Master Ye looked down on Hengshan Sword Sect and deliberately pretended to be injured by Gao Gao?

Are you free to fight cards?"

Bai Yurong became more angry when she heard this: "You are talking nonsense..."

"Senior Sister!" Ye Huayu shook his head slowly and said, "Why do you have to waste your quarrels with him? It's just a clown who can beat me up at will."

Bai Yurong bit her silver teeth and said worriedly: "Look clearly, there are at least five of them! Once you get into a trap, they will take turns to go on the battle and not let you rest in the middle."

Ye Huayu shrugged and said, "No matter if he is five or eight, he will be defeated!" His words were loud and loud, revealing unquestionable heroism.

Bai Yurong pursed her lips tightly and fell silent. You should know that Xuanyuan Gate's current status was built with bloody battles and heads! Low-key and humbleness were definitely not the style of Xuanyuan's disciples. There was only long sword and blood.

Only by making the invading enemy feel awe. Since they are arrogant and don’t know how to be polite, then they will be beaten to the point where they hurt!

Hu Zhijun laughed and said, "Well said it! I, a man from Xuanyuan, are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are there!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!!!"

Everyone growled in unison, their blood boiling. Bai Tiebiao waved his knife and cut off the cable. Du Xunyou, Du Zhengchao and others grabbed the oars and paddled, and drove the boat straight towards each other.

Ye Huayu moved his bow, raised his chest, and his bloody white clothes fluttered like a battle flag in the wind. At this moment, he remembered Huang Yunpeng's bloody killing of the enemy, Fu Jingtao's dominance of Lingyun Peak, and the Grand Master's suppression of the Eight-Term Demon King

Legend has it that the fighting spirit is burning, and the long sword in his hand roars like a dragon.

No matter how many opponents are blocking the way, they cannot stop him from moving forward!

The two ships approached quickly, and the snow-white waves swept and jumped.

Yun Bufei stared at the cold boy from a high place, his eyes collided from the air, and somehow there was a hint of palpitations, and cold sweat oozed out from behind. He secretly pinched his thighs with his left palm, reminding himself that this battle was related to his life's honor and disgrace, how could he do it when he was in battle

Showing weakness? A long roar to the sky and pounced on the ferry suddenly. The sword sang out in a series of times, like a hundred silver lights bursting in an instant, extremely fast.

Ye Huayu raised his hand and slashed away with a sword. There were no dazzling techniques or fancy virtual moves. The sword style was extremely simple, as if it was just an ordinary person's random attack. But the sword fell and all the flying silver light disappeared.

, When! It was hitting Yun Bufei's sword spine.

Yun Bufei's whole body shook violently, flew backwards in the air and fell back to the big ship.

The white shadow flashed, and Ye Huayu jumped high. Almost at the same time, the ferry hit the three-masted ship, and the two ships squeezed each other, and the hull trembled violently, causing huge white waves that were nearly meter high, countless

Water drops splashed on the deck. Many heroes were caught off guard, and they fell down with a slant and rolled into a ball.

Although Yun Bufei tried his best to control the plate, he still could not help but shake with the hull. The sword light flashed in front of him, and Ye Huayu's long sword had pierced into the air! He stood upside down, and while blocking the sword, he pulled away, ding ding!

The sword was as if it was struck by thunder, and the shoulders and arms were cold, and the sword fell out of its hands.

Ye Huayu stepped onto the bow of the boat, and even without looking at Yun Bufei, who looked gray, his eyes swept across the others: "Who is the turn?"

"I'll do it!" A young man in white drew his sword and jumped out with a bravery spirit, and said loudly: "The sword has no eyes, don't blame the death and injury! I am..."

Ye Huayu interrupted: "It's not too late to report your name when you win!"

The young man in white was intertwined with anger and felt extremely humiliated. With a tiger roar, the sword light rolled like a silver ball, and he stabbed him in front of him. Ye Huayu's eyes were like torches, the long sword was light, and the sword wind passed through the opponent's moves and pointed directly.

The young man in white was shocked. He hid his head and neck and waved his sword to lift him up. Unexpectedly, Ye Huayu slipped and suddenly kicked his lower abdomen. Puff! Blood squirted out from his mouth, and the white clothes were squirting out.

The young man flew into the air with his hands and feet dancing, crossed the side of the boat, and fell into the river with a thud.

Ye Huayu said in a deep voice: "Next!"

"Don't be arrogant, see how I teach you a lesson!" Another young man waved his spear and rushed towards Ye Huayu. The spearhead trembled, the flowers of the spear suddenly grew and disappeared, and the wind swayed and hidden murderous intent. Suddenly, a thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, clicking and cracking

Cut off the spear head, and the sword energy flew with force and pierced through his arm. If the sword was raised three points again, the head would have fallen to the ground.

Ye Huayu gently shook off the blood drops on the tip of the sword, looked at the remaining two people, and said lightly: "No need to say it, let's go together!"

The two of them were secretly happy and mustered up the courage to rush out at the same time. One used the Five Phoenix Chaoyang Sword Technique, which was famous for the world, and the other used the Chaos Cloak Sword Technique. But when the swords and swords flew together, the light and shadow shining, people couldn't help but applaud.

Ye Huayu, a man and his sword, rushed into the light and shadow, and only the sound of metal and iron fighting suddenly exploded, and the energy flew, causing the wood chips on the deck to fly. The next moment, the two figures staggered and retreated, and their chests were both in front of them.

There are conspicuous sword holes, and blood spurts like slurry.

Ye Huayu stood proudly with his sword, not caring about the broken wound on his shoulders, and shouted coldly: "Who else can fight?!"

The shouts rolled across the river, frightening the birds flying around. The heroes looked at the blood-stained white clothes, and their hearts were trembling. What family could still resist such a magical sword?
Chapter completed!