Invincible Sword Realm

The shadow of the sword is like a torrential rain, and the wind sweeps toward the leaves.

Everyone on the field knows that these shadows are virtually illusory, and the real kills are hidden in these shadows, but with so many shadows, which one is the real kills?

In everyone's eyes, Yang Ye took a step forward, then his right hand and pointed slightly forward.

“Buzz!”

A thundering sword burst out in the field, and in the horrified eyes, the shadow of the heavenly sword blew away and revealed a sword, while the tip of the sword was clamped by the two fingers of Yang Ye!

Everyone stood still, including the man in the blue shirt of the ancient Kensai.

Yang Ye's fingers fluttered slightly, the sword trembled violently. Then, the eyes of the man in the blue shirt in the distance shrunk violently. “You, you erased the divine connection between me and Qinghui! ”

The Xuan Sword has spirit. After becoming the disciple of the inner gate, the ancient Jianxian disciples can go to the sword grave to choose the sword. Once they have found their suitable sword, and the sword is willing to do so, they will put the sword in the Dantian field and nourish the sword body day and night with their own Xuan Qi, so that they can merge with the sword, that is, establish a connection between the two.

If a sword establishes a spiritual connection between man and woman, then a man can treat the sword to some extent as part of his own body, so that his strength is naturally much stronger. He was shocked because it was very difficult to erase the spiritual connection between a sword and the master of the sword.

This can be done only at two points, the other side is far more powerful than the master of the sword, and the sword itself is proactively disarmed...

Yang Ye looked at the sword in his hand, the sword is about four feet long, only one finger wide, the sword is smooth, flashing the cold light of Mori. Of the swords he has seen, it is not the best, but it is not weak. At least it is useful for him now. After all, this sword is also a Taoist stage.

“Who the hell are you!” The man in the green shirt looked at Yang Ye, and his eyes were not as slight as they had been before. Instead, he was a little serious and coarse.

“He says he is a disciple of Ancient Sword Sai!” At this moment, a voice came out of nowhere.

Everyone looked up and saw that Zixin was slowly walking towards them with more than a dozen middle-aged people. Zixin died looking at Yang Leaf. If his eyes could kill, Yang Leaf would have died hundreds of times.

The man in the green shirt looked at the leaves and said, "You are not a disciple of Ancient Sword Sai! ”

“Ha ha...”

Zixin suddenly laughed. She pointed to Li Qingyu and Sanskrit beside her and others. “Did you hear that? Yang Ye, who pretended to be the disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan, now the evidence is clear that all of you who are related to him will die. Especially you Li family. From now on, there will be no more cities in the world. You can't run away from the Sanskrit family! ”

Both the Li family and the Fan family have changed their faces. The strength of this ancient swordsman is not a joke. To destroy the two families, it is not necessary to attack them at all. Just say a word and they will be extinguished by smoke!

“I am not familiar with him, nor do I know that he is posing as an ancient Swordsman disciple! ”

At this point, Sanskrit suddenly spoke. Brahma wanted to say something, but was dragged behind by her death and stared hard.

Yang Ye glanced at Sanskrit and Sanskrit, Sanskrit glanced at him and did not speak, while the latter looked at him grievously, his eyes filled with apologies and helplessness, more or less sad.

Yang Ye smiled slightly at Van Dynasty, indicating that he was not worried, and then looked at Li Qingyu beside him.

Li Qingyu was about to talk, but Li Maozhen next to her suddenly said: “Qingyu, being a man must ask his heart. If this brother knows you and is a friend, you can never do anything to betray your friend to survive. Though I am weak, I must not lose my temper as a human being! ”

Yang Ye glanced at Li Maozhen and said: "If I had the chance, I would save your life! ”

“You can't lose your temper, that's a good word!” The man in the green shirt suddenly said: “It's just a pity that your bones won't save your life. As Xin Zi said, after today, there will be no more cities..."

When I heard the man in green shirt, Li Qingyu and others looked white, what Li Qingyu wanted to say, but eventually didn't say anything. Yang Ye and her are not really friends, but she has saved her many times. At this time, it would be ungrateful to come out of the relationship with Yang Ye.

But if you don't, how can the city bear the rage of ancient Sword Ramadan that day?

Li Qingyu's heart was so tangled up.

“What peak disciple are you? ”

At this point, Yang Ye suddenly looked at the man in the green shirt and asked.

“Qingcheng Peak!” Blue shirt for men, "he said.

“Do you know which peak I am?” Yang Ye Dao.

The man in the green shirt glanced slightly. “Now you're trying to deceive me. Are you my ancient Kensai disciple? This is ridiculous! ”

“Outrageous!” Yang Ye suddenly and suddenly drank: “I am the master of Tianjianfeng Feng fax disciple. For generations, you have to call me uncle and honor me as a brother. But in front of me, you disrespect me three times and twice. Today, I said I have to teach you a lesson for your master, so that you know why the flowers are so red! ”

Then, Yang Ye stepped forward, just one step, Yang Ye instantly appeared in front of the man in green shirt, then, a blade light straight tattoo shirt between the man's eyebrows, very fast, like a thunder.

The blue shirt man was shocked, his right hand waved, a sword appeared in his hand, then stabbed straight into the sword of Yang Leaf, and just as the two swords were about to come into contact, Yang Leaf's sword suddenly slightly deviated, and then stabbed the side of the blue shirt man's sword tip at an extremely drilling angle, the sound of ‘Ba’, the blue shirt man's long sword slightly trembled, almost fell off, which made the blue shirt man's heart horrified, and at this moment, Yang Leaf's sword came to his chest like a venomous snake!

Blue shirt men's eyes shrunk, his right foot treading on the ground: “Shadowless Sword Step! ”

As the voice of the man in the green shirt dropped, the shadow of the man in the green shirt suddenly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was already 30 feet away!

However, just at the moment he had just landed, a sword suddenly appeared strangely in front of his chest... the man in the blue shirt was horrified and his right foot once again stomped, disappearing in place, except this time, when he disappeared in place, a bright red liquid poured out of his original position.

Yang Ye stood up with a sword, not chasing it, but looking cold at the man in the green shirt who had already appeared at sixty feet outside, said: “This sword is to make you understand, what it means to be inferior and orderly! ”

No one on the field can say anything that has been shocked, especially that Zixin et al. They didn't expect that the disciple from Ancient Sword Ramadan is not an opponent of Yang Ye... and that Yang Ye has greatly improved his strength compared to before, for God's sake, is he a monster?

Li Qingyu and others beside him were also shocked. The man in the green shirt is a disciple of Ancient Kensai, and his own realm is still honorable. Even though he is only a hero of the realm of honor, his strength is enough to defeat some of the stronger kingdoms!

Ye defeated him so easily...

Li Qingyu and Sanskrit watched Yang Ye die. Originally, they felt that they had almost touched the true power of Yang Ye, but now they find that Yang Ye is much more mysterious and powerful than they imagined.

As for Sanskrit, when she saw Yang Ye defeat the man in green shirt, she cheered happily, but her sister stared hard...

The man in the green shirt looked down at his chest. In front of his chest, it was a wound more than ten centimetres long. The blood continued to spill from inside the wound. Less than a moment later, the clothes on his chest were stained red.

The man in the green shirt took a deep breath and looked up at Yang Ye. The cold flashed in his eyes and said: "Tianjian Peak? Even if you're Tian Jianfeng, then what? Since when does Qingcheng Peak come to you?” The words fell, the box behind him trembled slightly, and then a sword came out of the sky...

The man in the green shirt pointed a little hard at Yang Ye and drank: "Ben Lei! ”

Boom!

The sky above the man's head in a blue shirt was suddenly cloudy, and then a thunderbolt broke through the long sky and lashed towards the leaves in the shape of a sword. This thunder sword is extremely fast and powerful, with a long thunder tail in the process of lasering toward the leaves of the Yang, causing a tremendous ups and downs of space oscillations.

Yang Ye's eyes squinted slightly, his right hand waved, his long sword came out of his hand, and he turned into a sword light and directed it at the thunder sword!

“Break!”

As Yang Ye's voice fell, Yang Ye's sword struck with the thunder sword. Then, in everyone's eyes, the thunder sword first trembled violently and then split in the air.

The sword light crossed, the sword of Yang Ye flew back in front of Yang Ye, trembling violently, seemed excited and happy.

“How is that possible...”

The blue shirt man's eyes are full of shock, his sword skill is a middle-class skill, and he cultivated himself to 90% complete. Even the imperial realm will not be easy to follow, and the man in front of him is so easy to break...

The blue shirt man was shocked, while Li Qingyu and others beside him were shocked, especially Li Qingyu and the Sanskrit. The two women never thought that Yang Ye was so strong...

Is that his real strength?

I'm sure the man in green shirt and Li Qingyu and others, that Zixin and others are frightened, because this Yang Ye is so horrible, even if he is not a disciple of Ancient Swordsmanship, but with his strength and this swordsmanship talent, trying to become a disciple of Ancient Swordsmanship is not difficult at all.....

At this moment, Yang Ye suddenly walked towards the man in the green shirt with the long sword in his hand. “The honor is indistinguishable, the truth is unknown, you know the wrong, but you still committed it. Today, I will clean the portal for my ancient sword! ”

“You... are you really my ancient Kensai disciple? ”

The man with the blue shirt looks a little ugly...