Heavenly Star

(The title is quite rhyming ha...)

In the eyes of the wind and the sun, he flashed with admiration at this moment. He could not believe that this teenager under the age of twenty was able to block the blow of 30% of his strength. And now, he has been using the wind knife to beat Ye Wuchen to a fierce attack, but he has never fought back.

The ground broke apart and the nearest Imperial Study collapsed into ruins. That horrible exchange shocked the palace, and the women screamed and fluttered, hiding in the room and afraid to come out.

One sword, one sword, one sword... one sword over another sword, the wind in front of the sun is like an enemy of his who does not share heaven. The outburst of power made his body feel much better, and the violent atmosphere that had just accumulated was released. The snow in his arms remained motionless, as if even the boulders could destroy the crushed energy shock and the sound of the earthquake's clash could not affect her sleep.

“Master... run away, don't fight him anymore, this old man is so powerful, you can't beat him.” Nan 'er shouted anxiously, but Ye Wuchen turned a deaf ear, and each sword stabbed straight into the sun.

“Oops... Master, he is as powerful as Snow Feather's face that day, you can't have beaten him... Although the power of the master is so much stronger... now even if he doesn't move there, the master can't hurt him... Master, run away..."

Psst!!!

Striking down with all his might, he was killed by a wind knife, and the ground fell simultaneously under both feet. The wind flashed into the sun, wrist trembled, Ye Wuchen groaned, and his body was pushed out by an irresistible force straight, sliding out of the ground a trace of more than thirty meters.

The wind and the sun did not chase him, he crossed the wind knife and looked over the blade. On the original smooth blade, there was an incredible gap.

“Good sword.” His eyes lifted and he sighed coldly.

However, he would not have thought that Ye Wuchen's hand was a star-cutting sword that no one knew, but no one could see.

In the distance, on a tall house, the wind looked at the two men from afar and frowned. Where they fought was devastated, the wind was not heartbroken, beneath the calm appearance, the inner waves were difficult to calm.

“His strength has passed the three of us, and if he leaves today, his future achievements will surely come to our imagination.” The yellow robe that took the dragon fierce away, said the old man. “Even a hundred-year-old god of war was far from him at his age. ”

The wind sniffed and silenced.

“The gods of war have taken pity on the talent, after all, such a wild talent will not be destroyed by anyone's heart. He should be using less than 30% of his strength by now and won't be a killer for a short time. I think he's trying to figure out how much this young man can do under his control.” The old man in the black robe with the old man in the yellow robe exclaimed.

Just now, Yip Wuchen and Feng Chaoyang confronted each other. He was slightly affected by the wind. The trauma in front of his chest collapsed, but he did not want to leave. Covering his painful chest, he looked at those who danced in the distance in the light of fire and said in a silent voice: “This person will not be spared, and there will be no end for him. ”

“Exactly.” Heavy head of wind, "the second son would be a great blessing to my wind if he were born in my windy country. However, he was born into the Ye family. It is good that... he appeared prematurely, otherwise it will be my big wind disaster. Even though the wind predecessor has moved his heart of pity, he will surely die today. If he dies in the hands of my god of war, he will have no regrets in his life. ”

The three old men simultaneously silenced, looked away, silently watched the young girl he was going to guard, held a sword, rushed towards the god of war without fear, calm for too many years of constant heartbeat. Until then, under the protection of the wind and the sun, he abducted the wind emperor, the wind and the princess. You know, since the wind and the sun guarded the wind and the royal family, don't abduct, everyone in the wind family has not even been hurt. Such courage, ability, strength… what a strange man… what a future he will have…

They know that the gods of war look forward to his future as much as they do, and without that promise, if he did not slaughter the wind, he would not want to destroy this man. Because such a teenager may never appear again.

Ye Wuchen's attacks went on and on, without stopping. But the wind and the sun never killed him, because the red light on Ye Wuchen's body was getting stronger and stronger, and the pressure from his attack was again and again. He wondered what his limits were.

Boom!

Ye Wuchen's body flew straight out and landed smoothly on the ground. He held the snow tight, wiping away the blood silk in the corner of his mouth, the sword finger wind facing the sun, and the shadow said: "Today… you die, not me!! ”

He rushed up again, chopping a star sword out of a flaming arc...

This time, the wind and the sun did not fight like before, he faced the sword of Ye Wuchen and slowly drew out a knife... the trajectory of the knife is very slow, Ye Wuchen can easily see its trajectory, however, this is clearly a slow knife, but it is as if to let the surrounding time follow slowly, the first attack of Ye Wuchen has not yet completed the chopping, the windbreaker has come to the eye with a pounding air wave like a mountain collapse, then with a flower, a knife into three, then into a dozen... countless...

His mind was horrified and the thought of retreating had not yet arisen. His chest, his arms, and his body were pounded out again with tremendous force. Ye Wuchen flipped twice in the air before falling to the ground. His right chest and right arm were bleeding like a note.

In the distance, the old man in the yellow robe said softly: "Looks like the god of war is ready to start killing. Alas!”

He knew that such a sigh in front of the Emperor was too much, but the long sigh still spilled uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, releasing a deep sense of helplessness and regret.

Ye Wuchen quickly healed the wounds on his arm and chest with the power of Ye Wuchen. Wind and Yang attacked only Ye Wuchen's right body. The god of war had the pride of a god of war and would not attack a young girl held in her arms by her opponent. After the blow, he still used only 30% of his power, wielding a “windward sword” unique to his god of war.

“Your sword power is irregular, it seems that Chu Cang did not teach you the sword magic. Your power is strong. I predict that if you do everything you can, you can barely fight 30% of my strength, but you use half your power to protect the girl in your arms, disperse your power, and your heart is flat... Put her down, I won't hurt her. Let me see, what's your limit?” The wind was indifferent to the sun.

Ye Wuchen stood up slowly with his sword. Instead of letting go of the snow, he held her tighter.

Feng Chaoyang sighed a long time: “I don't want to kill you, why force me to kill you... you attack, this time, I won't let go. ”

Snowflake's arms held Ye Wuchen tight and tight, exhausting her best efforts.

“Nan... help me.” Ye Wuchen adjusted his breath, healed the wound and shouted with consciousness.

“I... I'm locked in a sword, I can't get out, I can't help my master, ooh...”

“Tell me, now me, how much power can I harness to kill a star sword?” Ye Wuchen asked.

“Ah? Let me think... Ah yes, my lord, with your present strength, it may be possible to use the first formula of the Southern Emperor III... Perhaps, it is indeed possible!” Nan thought of something and suddenly got excited.

“Southern Emperor Three Styles? ”

“Mm-hmm... the power of the star-cutting sword is mainly manifested in the Southern Emperor III, namely, 'Heaven and Earth Rift’, ‘Heaven Breaking’ and ‘Star Extinguishing’. I remember that the energy state of the divine level can use the first type of heaven and earth fissure, with the current energy burst state of the master, can barely be counted as half divine level, indeterminate... maybe after gathering all the power, it can be used.” Nan was excited.

“How does that work? ”

“… ah? I don't know...”

“ …… ”

Ye Wucheng took a long and soothing breath, controlling the increasingly disturbing power of Wucheng in the body. A few minutes after eating the fire-extinguishing dragon fruit, the burning sensation of the body has not disappeared, and the potential of the body is still burned together, transforming it into a frantic amount of violence that wants to burst his body. He lifted his eyes: “It's a wind and a sun, the god of war is the god of war after all... but don't think that it's really easy to kill me. The sword in my hand doesn't need to be stamped or tactical!! ”

Ye Wuchen's eyes suddenly became so sharp, his sword didn't lift, his body rushed forward like a lightning bolt. The degree at this time, already the fastest he could have done, came in front of the wind towards the sun between the flames of electric light. The wind swept brightly into the sun, facing his body and stabbing a flat knife.

But at the moment when his knife was just about to touch his body, the leaves in front of him suddenly disappeared, and his side, a strong sword wind with anger split...

A heavy muffled sound, the star-cutting sword severely split on the left waist of the wind and yang, but as if it had struck the world's toughest rock, completely isolated, no entry, and the wind and yang's counterattack instantly arrived, Ye Wucheng quickly returned to the sword recruitment, the sword connected, Ye Wucheng spit blood upside down, the star-cutting sword took off his hand, flew far away, landed on the ground on the left for dozens of meters, slanted into the ground.

“What just happened?” In the distance, the old man in the black robe shouted. Ye Wuchen, who had just rushed forward, strangely arrived at a right angle to the side, and then kept the original rush to the side of the wind towards the sun. As he had not seen, he would never believe that someone could do such a terrible thing. Because this is clearly against nature's common sense. “Inertia” seems to have completely disappeared from him.

The other two old men were equally stunned: “It's incredible, such a strange way of attacking, the warrior can't even overdo the trick, this man is becoming more and more amazing. Unfortunately, the god of war is not the strongest attack, but the defense… He cannot be the opponent of the god of war after all. Alas!”

Ye Wuchen covered his chest, coughed painfully, spit out a large clot of blood, his face twisted violently. He stared at the wind and sun, biting his teeth and cutting them: “I... will not die here. You are the one who will die... you, you...”