He quickly dodges, but he is always overwhelmed by the sword energy that fills the sky, ahhh! Several screams, it is the pain caused by the sword energy scratching the skin, Ye Chen holds the black knife on the ground, this sword is used with all his strength
The sword moves consumed a huge amount of money. After one move, Ye Chen became very weak.
After this sword strike, the scene also changed. The three middle-aged men were all seriously injured, and the two fourth-level old men were also seriously injured. The only ones who did not receive much damage were Wuhen and the fifth-level old man.
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The fifth-level old man dispersed the oncoming black and white sword energy with one sword, and received only a little counterattack. This kind of power did not cause much damage to the fifth-level strong man, and it was only a retreat.
Just the next few steps.
As for Wuhen's abnormal short-distance speed, Wuhen could quickly find a gap in the sword shadow and dodge past, thereby avoiding damage. However, Wuhen also broke out in a cold sweat, even though he was very fast.
, but facing such an all-round attack, it was still very embarrassing.
"Hey, brother, when you magnify your moves, say something. Even I was almost killed." Wuhen yelled loudly, which made the weak Ye Chen couldn't help but reveal a black line on his brows, wishing that Wuhen had been killed earlier.
Get rid of it.
Feng Shuan was so angry that he almost hurt himself. The long sword in his hand sent out a ten-meter-long sword energy from top to bottom, trying to kill Ye Chen and Hua Feng together to vent his hatred.
The sword energy came down from top to bottom, and a majestic momentum opened and closed, forcing the two of them to resist. Ye Chen's internal strength was exhausted. Facing this blow, he was determined but powerless. Hua Feng blocked Ye Chen.
In front of him, the pale white sword energy filled the long sword, making the pressure even greater.
The Sword Ink Sect only has one Sword Art and a Sword Dao, but Sword Art is not what Huafeng can practice. He is not talented enough and has not reached the state of seeking Tao. He cannot understand it even if he reads it. However, the Jian Mo Sect's Sword Ink Art is not something Huafeng can practice.
It can be understood.
Hua Feng has been practicing Sword and Ink Technique since he was a child, and he has been practicing it till now. The sword techniques he uses are all obtained from the only secret book. However, what Hua Feng can skillfully use is only the first few moves.
These tricks have not reached the level of perfection.
Facing this kind of enemy who was much stronger than himself, Hua Feng could only use the sword technique that he had never tried before. The pale white sword energy reflected Hua Feng's serious face, and the pale white sword energy was actually in the process of operation.
It gradually turns dark.
From light white to light black, these two opposite changes made the power of the sword energy exerted by Hua Feng become even greater. The strong power seemed to melt even the fifth-level sword energy. When the fifth-level old man used
When the huge sword energy was about to attack Huafeng, it was almost completely dissolved.
The light black sword energy is like that of a king. All sword energy will bow its head when meeting it, just like a minister meeting a king. This kind of innate suppression is so powerful that even the sword energy that is higher than three levels is melting away.
But the light black sword energy did not stop running, and headed directly towards Feng Shuan. With unparalleled power, Feng Shuan's expression changed drastically. He did not use the sword energy and directly attacked the light black sword energy with his long sword.
And go.
The sword energy will be dissolved, but the long sword will not. Feng Shuan has been fighting for so many years and has rich experience. Although he has never seen this kind of sword energy, with experience, Feng Shuan still used the long sword to perform it in the shortest time.
The sword moves, even the sword energy is attached to the surface of the long sword.
Feng Shuan's long sword resisted the light black sword energy, but what made Feng Shuan heartbroken was that his sword was actually cut off by the opponent's light black sword energy. If Feng Shuan, a fifth-level strongman, had not faced this kind of
Feng Shuan's crisis instinct might also be cut away by a sword.
Feng Shuan was furious, he stood up, dodged the light black sword energy, and slapped Hua Feng directly with his palm. Hua Feng reluctantly used this move. Like Ye Chen, his internal energy was completely consumed, and he jumped up to challenge.
It's really a very difficult thing.
Being able to almost hurt this fifth-level old man is enough to be proud of him. Facing the old man who rushed directly towards him, Hua Feng could only smile helplessly. Master, junior brothers, only you will take care of yourself from now on. Hua Feng is incompetent. If there is a next life, he will
Let Hua Feng be the master's disciple and the junior brother's brother again.
Hua Feng was very calm at this moment. Although he had a lot of regrets in his heart, he still had to face what he had to face. Hua Feng did not dodge. Ye Chen did not recover in this short period of time. This little internal force in his body
, a drop in the bucket, and of no use at all.
"Old man, you can't just ignore death, can you?" Ye Chen shouted loudly in his heart. Seeing that Hua Feng was about to be shot to death because he stood in front of him, Ye Chen couldn't ignore death.
Although he didn't have much strength, the strength of Mr. Jiang in his body made Ye Chen look up to him. He thought that the seven phantoms released could injure the purple flower. How powerful the purple flower's defense was.
Surprising? Ye Chen knew very well, at least he was above the Fusion of God Realm, but he was still injured in front of Mr. Jiang with such a powerful defensive power. How powerful Mr. Jiang was.
Although Ye Chen knew in his heart, the Sword Transformation Technique he practiced was special, and even if Mr. Jiang wanted to pass on his martial arts, he would not be able to practice it himself, so he had no idea of attacking Mr. Jiang.
The two of them got along very happily. Of course, this was what Ye Chen was thinking. Whether Mr. Jiang felt this way, Ye Chen didn't know. If Ye Chen knew that Yuhun Zhong had signed a master-servant contract with him, he wouldn't know.
Will Ye Chen still think like this?
But no matter what, at this moment, Ye Chen couldn't think of any other way to deal with Feng Shuan, and all he could think of was the powerful Soul Taming Bell.
So Ye Chen shouted loudly in his heart. Ye Chen believed that Mr. Jiang knew the situation in front of him and would help if he shouted.
But what makes Ye Chen feel sad is that although Mr. Jiang knew about it, he refused to help, "Boy, are you trying to rely on external help for this little difficulty? What will you do if you encounter greater difficulties in the future? I can help you now, but
I am not omnipotent. Every time I help you, the power of the Soul Taming Bell weakens a little, and the role it can play becomes smaller and smaller. Are you sure I want to help you now?"
After hearing what Mr. Jiang said, Ye Chen was suddenly shocked. He had been confident before because he knew Mr. Jiang existed in his body and knew Mr. Jiang's strength, so he was not very worried about these people.
But Mr. Jiang's words woke up Ye Chen. He was dependent on Mr. Jiang. Once he encountered some difficulties, he gave up the idea of challenging and thought of asking for help. It was okay once or twice, but if things continued like this for a long time.
, I will definitely lose the courage to move forward and the perseverance to face difficulties.
This is not what I want. I still have Ye Xue that I haven't seen yet, and I still have to take care of Ye Xue and make my sister the happiest sister in the world. Do I want to die here?
"No!" Ye Chen shouted suddenly, and the strength gushing out of nowhere in his body made Ye Chen full of fighting spirit.
As he turned around, the long black knife pierced out like a long sword. The speed was so fast that there was a burst of sound piercing the air.