The closer he got to the tent, the slower Yi Chen's steps became. The vortex of fighting energy, strength and fighting power in his dantian spun at a speed three times faster than usual. A huge force extended to
Feeling this power in every cell, Yi Chen relaxed a little. With a faint charming smile, he put one hand on the hilt of the sword, lifted the door curtain with the other, and stepped into the tent.
"Brothers, come on!" As soon as Yi Chen entered the tent, before he could see clearly what was going on around him, he heard a word.
"Boy, suffer death!" A rough voice came from the left side, and then, a bright sword light reflected in Yi Chen's eyeballs.
This scene did not surprise Yi Chen. On the contrary, it shocked Marshal Long Fei, who hurriedly shouted angrily: "Stop!"
But just as his voice came out, the heavy sword over there had already been slashed down, and even if he wanted to stop, it was already too late.
"Too light! Can this be considered a heavy sword?" But at this moment, Yi Chen pulled out the gut sword without thinking. He did not use the sword-drawing technique, but after pulling out the gut sword at a very fast speed, he used force to fight with force.
, using heavy weight to counteract heavy weight, directly blasted it with violent means.
"Epee Sword Technique!" The heavy sword technique contains a hint of mysteries. Although it does not contain the slightest soul power, based on the third-level cultivation of Sword King Yi Chen, the power it exerts is far beyond that of this person.
s attack.
The intestine sword is small in size, slightly shorter in length, fat and thick, and has a slightly curved shape like a fish. Its weight may be far less than that of the opponent's epee, but the meaning of the epee contained in it is incomparable to the opponent's.
Boom~!
This blow came extremely violently and domineeringly. It went straight forward, as if splitting the mountain and opening the ground. It was like a thousand troops and horses, galloping all the time. Everyone couldn't help but take a breath, and the movements of their hands couldn't help but stop.
Come down.
"Clang~!" The heavy sword and the gut sword intertwined, and the blades of the two swords crossed each other, bringing up wisps of dazzling sparks.
In the end, everyone felt their eyes dazzled as a huge figure flew back and hit the ground heavily, making a 'bang' sound and raising thick dust.
This man was quite tough. He just groaned and held back the pain all over his body. He didn't make a sound from the pain from the beginning to the end.
Yi Chen, on the other hand, stood still, looking around steadily, with a smile on his lips: "What, is this the meeting gift you gave me?" When he saw the appearance of these people clearly,
Yi Chen also understood the situation. These people were basically many lieutenants and even three generals of the Flying Eagle Legion.
No wonder they were able to hide in this tent and make a sneak attack. With their status, they could really do this easily.
The man who was knocked away by Yi Chen's sword was a deputy general with a cultivation level of Sword King Level 9. Among this group of people, his strength was at a medium level, neither high nor low, but Yi Chen actually knocked him back with a sword.
Seeing him, everyone was surprised. The look he looked at Yi Chen was more solemn and less contemptuous, but the trace of dissatisfaction between his eyebrows did not disappear.
At this time, Long Fei had the opportunity to speak. He looked at everyone with a gloomy face and laughed angrily: "Okay! Very good! You really don't take me seriously, and you actually said, "In front of me,
Attack the distinguished guests I invited! You are really good soldiers taught by me, Long Fei!"
Disappointed, these generals under his opponents were completely disappointed.
"Marshal, don't be deceived by this kid. He is just a slightly gifted genius at best. How can a young boy outdo our old brothers as soon as he comes here?" A middle-aged man advised earnestly: "Marshal.
, If this kid can defeat me, I will surrender! If not, I...I..."
Long Fei scolded: "What are you, what are you? Do you think this is the marshal's decision? To tell you the truth, this is the emperor's order, and I am only following orders. Even if I don't agree, it has no effect."
The generals suddenly opened their mouths in disbelief: "Marshal, isn't this your decision?"
Looking at everyone angrily, Long Fei said: "If it is my decision, can you all violate it at will? Besides, if Mr. Yi really takes action, even I will not be his opponent, let alone you guys.
Xiao Xiami, why don’t you come over and quickly apologize to Mr. Yi?”
These words aroused everyone's suspicion. Even the marshal was not his opponent?
It’s almost like a liar!
"Marshal, I don't care. Anyway, I will not apologize to this kid today, unless he can defeat us... we, yes, he can defeat us, then I will be convinced, and I will never cause trouble again. Otherwise, I will
Just stay here and won't leave!" This is a thin, middle-aged monkey with a ruffian's face. Seeing the marshal acting like this, he simply cheated.
"You..." Long Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These generals were all trained by him. They all have the temper of his youth, and inevitably have some of his personality. This trick was his favorite when he was young.
, Unexpectedly, now I have also suffered this trick, "Do you think Young Master Yi can't defeat you? No, you are totally wrong! Young Master Yi is just too lazy to argue with you, otherwise, no one of you can stand on your side now.
In front of me."
No matter what Long Fei said, these subordinates always showed an expression of 'I won't accept it if I don't fight'.
If Long Fei was really angry, they would naturally not dare to do so, but they knew how to exercise caution and would not really make the old marshal angry. They believed that with the marshal's demeanor, he would not get angry over such a small matter.
The marshal's anger just now was most likely an act. After all, they were all the marshal's old subordinates. There was no need for the marshal to be angry with them because of an outsider. Their actions did not touch the marshal's bottom line.
"Master Yi, look..." Long Fei was embarrassed, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.
Yi Chen is still kept in the dark until now. Now he is just a monk who is only two feet tall. He is confused. What is the purpose of Long Fei bringing him to the headquarters of the Flying Eagle Legion? And his subordinates,
Why are you so unconvinced? What about the emperor's order that Long Fei said?
The more he thought about it, the more confused Yi Chen became, but this did not hinder his interest in convincing these generals.
There are about thirty-five or six people in this group, among whom there are more than twenty Sword Kings, only nine Sword Emperors, and none of the Sword Sects. Yi Chen is confident that he can do it without using the power of his soul.
Barely won.
Waving his hand, Yi Chen said with a smile: "Since they want to test my strength, why should I be coy?"
Looking at everyone, he took back the hand holding the intestinal sword at some point, and said loudly: "Are you coming one by one, or together?"
The provocation in this sentence couldn't be more obvious.
"Hmph! Boy, don't be so arrogant! I, Guo Feiming, need to learn some clever tricks!" A bearded middle-aged man came out, also holding a heavy sword in his hand. His cultivation level was higher than that of the middle-aged man who was repelled by Yi Chen earlier.
It's much higher, reaching the fifth level of Sword King, which is a standard intermediate Sword King.
"Brother Ming, show this boy some color!"
"We are waiting to see this kid cry. Brother Ming, come on, we believe in you!"
"You little boy who doesn't even have hair yet, go home and get some milk! Hahaha~ha!"
"snort!"
More and more unpleasant words came out of the general's mouth, and Yi Chen's face became more and more ugly. Finally, he snorted coldly, "I am a very vindictive person. I hope you can still laugh later.
Come out." After saying that, he glanced coldly in the direction of the deputy general who spoke the most rudely.
After being glanced at by him, the deputy general suddenly felt a chill on his vest. He swallowed and murmured, "This guy is really evil. I actually felt chilled after he glared at me."
"Xiaofeng, be good, go to Senior Long Fei's place first, wait until I finish the fight." This girl is good at everything, but she likes being around Yi Chen too much, so Yi Chen had to coax her a few words in a low voice.
Although she really didn't want to leave Yi Chen's arms, Xiaofeng also knew that this was an important moment and she couldn't cause trouble to Yi Chen, so she still walked to Long Fei obediently, making the sound of 'ding-dong-dang' bells along the way.
, but it diluted the tense atmosphere a bit.
As soon as Xiaofeng left, Yi Chen could let go and fight.
"Are you ready?" Yi Chen still gave them face and did not take action directly.
"Teach at any time!" Guo Feiming held the hilt of the epee with both hands as if holding a knife, tilted his head slightly, and narrowed his eyes slightly. He adjusted his condition in an instant and entered the best fighting state so that he could perform his best.
The greatest strength, after all, in his eyes, this young man can defeat the ninth-level sword king without being off guard. His own strength is certainly not low. Having experienced countless killings, he naturally knows not to underestimate anyone.
The enemy's principles.
Yi Chen nodded: "Okay, be careful!"
After saying that, Yi Chen suddenly moved, and his figure turned into an afterimage. The speed at this moment was beyond the range of everyone's vision, and a sonic boom sound that reached the limit was emitted in the air.
Guo Feiming suddenly became extremely solemn. Even though his eyesight could barely catch the figure, he still couldn't help but hide away. He was unwilling to take risks easily. A fifth-level sword king lost to a third-level sword king.
When the news got out, he didn't have the shame to embarrass himself, so he tried his best in this battle.
It is better to lose the battle than to lose others!
This is what Guo Feiming was thinking at this time.
Unfortunately, what Yi Chen is good at is not just instantaneous bursts of speed. Facing the powerful intermediate sword king, without using the power of his soul, Yi Chen still has to be more cautious, and specifically chooses the swordsmanship for epee - Jingjing.
fencing!
Fine swordsmanship, level-less swordsmanship that relies on skill and strength, Yi Chen's original swordsmanship, its power... is unknown.
In order to convince these generals who are like fried dough sticks, they have to show enough strength, and Yi Chen wants to show his strength from all aspects. He wants to see what happens when these people find that they are powerful in every aspect.
What kind of expression will you show after losing to yourself? That will definitely be very interesting.
"Ding~" The three-foot sword edge, no, it should be the three-foot sword light, hesitating on the tip of the gut sword, like the poisonous tongue of a poisonous snake. (To be continued. (..), your support is my greatest support
power.)
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