Invincible Sword Realm

Soon, hundreds of Xuan men in grey robes appeared under the White Herring.

Yang Ye's eyes fell on the man with the knife, who was the head, because he was a saint.

A natural saint?

Yang Ye's eyes squinted slightly. Are you really going to do this? Also, if you continue to send those kinds of out-of-home students, then the high level of law at the White Deer Academy would be too brainless.

“Are you Yang Ye? ”

The man with the knife glanced at Yang Ye, "My name is Left, and I'm the head of the French court. ”

“Earlier, your outpatient students said you sent someone to Qingzhou. I mean, is that true?” Yang Ye Dao.

“It's true! ”

"'But we've been recalled,' said Left. I, Fa Pai, have promised to compete with you at the Yunhai Academy, naturally will not do such an outrageous thing. Of course, if you die. Yunhai Academy and Yunhai City, we will not let go. So you better keep yourself alive. But I don't think you're capable of it! ”

Yang Ye glanced at the others and said, “Do you want to go together or one at a time? ”

There was a scene of noise!

“What is he? Left, don't bullshit him. Just kill him! If you don't, I'll do it. ”

“It's really the funniest joke I've heard in this century. The three of us picked all of us? Who does he think he is? The top ten strong men in the martial arts? This is ridiculous! ”

“Don't wait till the day after tomorrow, let's take care of him today. ”

“Kill the people in our outer courtyard, and if he doesn't pay the price, the Confucianists may not know how to laugh at us! ”

“Kill...”

Behind his left, countless people roared.

However, he did not speak, his eyes constantly measured Yang Ye and Annan Jing. To this extent, he has an instinctive sense of both the person and the object of the threat. At this time, Yang Ye and Annan Jing gave him a very dangerous feeling. He knows that the message from Qingzhou was wrong!

This leaf is not weak, not weak, but strong!

Yang Ye smiled softly and took a step forward. “Didn't you French threaten to kill me? Aren't you going to show me how good you guys are? Come on, let me see what you Frenchmen look like. ”

Yang Ye, how can those French students take it?

At the moment, regardless of the left-hand side, all went mad and rushed towards Yang Ye.

“Jing 'er, stop the left-hand man! ”

Yang Ye's voice had just fallen, Annan Jing's right foot slammed to the ground, and the whole person burst out. The left eye twitched slightly, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and a long axe split in his hand!

Boo!

The gun axe intersects, a blast sounded like thunder in the scene, then left to back for more than ten steps, but Annanjing did not back half, not only that, at the moment of left to back, Annanjing the whole person rushed out again, and came to the front of the left.

Left flashed, “Come on! ”

Speaking, his whole man came out, with Annan Jing!

Side by side, he saw the outdoor students rush in, the eyes of Yang Ye flashed a cold light, and then a blue sword box appeared on his back.

Next moment!

Buzz!

A sword bursts into the air and, like, rips the heavens and the earth apart!

Then, more than 3,000 blades of light came out of the Yang Ye Sword Box and fell into the hundreds of people.

Pfft...

In the field, swordsmanship is diffuse, countless pieces of swordlight intersect in ‘ten’ shapes. These swordlights, let alone people, tear apart even space easily.

In that instant, countless screams rang from the killing line of the Ten Parties.

However, someone still rushed out of the kill line and then rushed towards the Yang Ye. Next to Yang Ye, the right hand of the idolatry held the long gun, and the whole person burst out and killed the past towards each other.

Yang Ye ignored each other and continued to manipulate those Immortal Xuan swords to kill.

Less than three breaths, more than a hundred people died on the field.

“Stop it! ”

At this moment, the sky suddenly heard a roar, then an old man appeared in the field, the old man's right hand a move, Yang Ye those fairy steps Xuan Jian suddenly solidified, the next moment, the more than 3,000 fairy steps Xuan Jian suddenly broke!

Yang Ye's eyes are slightly twisted, and there is a stiffness in his eyes. The old man is at least a senior saint, and he is not a senior saint in general!

The old man glanced coldly at the leaves, then patted his right palm towards the distance, far away, which was facing Annan Jington, who was dealing with the left, and was going to stab the cracked sky to the left, suddenly turning, bombarding to her right.

Boom!

A muffled sound, the split sky trembled violently, Annan Jing the whole person backwards and backwards, this retreat, hundreds of feet back!

Yang Ye's face was heavy, his wrist moved, the ancient sheath appeared in his hand, the next moment, the sword gathered together, then, the sword fell into the sheath, then pulled out sharply!

Buzz!

A sword comes out of the sheath!

Seventy overlapping swordsmanship!

When he saw Yang Ye draw his sword, the old man's face was heavy. However, when he saw the sword, his eyes flashed with surprise. "There are indeed two moments! But it's too self-defeating. ”

The voice dropped, the old man's right hand bounced forward, then grabbed it hard!

Suddenly, Yang Ye's sword broke apart! Yet the mighty Yu Wei kept the old man backwards for more than a decade!

And at this moment, Annan Jing suddenly appeared in front of the old man, his hands splitting, his eyes squinting slightly, his eyes flashing shadow, said: "Get lost! ”

The sound dropped and slapped out.

Boom!

Annan Jing's hands trembled sharply, and Annan Jing was shocked back by more than a dozen fathers, while the old man's palms cracked a few cracks, from which blood spilled.

“Die! ”

When he saw himself injured, the old man's face instantly turned and was about to strike, his eyes opened suddenly, because Yang Ye strangely appeared behind him, and then a sword came to his back neck. The old man did not react slowly, his body slightly skewed away from the tip of the sword, and then slapped him in the abdomen of Yang Ye with his opposite hand!

Yang Ye backwards more than ten steps, the next moment, he came out again, and then the sword in his hand was replaced by a barbaric sword, and then, against the old man, the batch, directly caused the space around the old man to split open.

The old man's eyes flashed with shock. How could this leaf be so horrible? Hard on yourself and nothing's wrong? In the eyes of the elderly, a few points less and a few more points more. Don't be careless, his hands spin violently and beat upwards. Suddenly, two air waves erupted from their palms, blowing over Yang Ye's savage sword.

Boom!

A tremendous noise broke out in the field, and the surrounding space collapsed instantly, but immediately returned to normal within half a breath.

At this time, Yang Ye and Na Annan Jing had already fought the old man.

The battle between the three men was too fast. With the exception of the left-hand side of the field, virtually no one could see it. They saw only three vague shadows floating around in the field, and then the space split, collapsed, and recovered.

At this moment, the students at the White Deer College were full of shock. Because this old man is an outdoor teacher, that's a true senior saint! And not much moisture. Don't say that at White Deer Academy, you can count as number one outside. At this time, however, the two Yang Ye can actually fight a banner like him!

What does that mean?

It means the Yang Ye are far more powerful than them!

It means people don't come to the White Deer Academy to die, they really have the strength.

Boom!

In the distance, space collapsed instantly, and the next moment, Yang Ye separated from Annan Jing and the old man.

At this time, the old man's face was so gloomy, he had gunshot wounds and sword wounds! He didn't expect to be injured by two half-hearted ants in public.

“If you two want to die so badly, I'll make it all of you! ”

When the old man drank angrily and was about to strike his hand, Yang Ye drew his sword, and a sword came out of his ancient sheath, then slashed it down on the old man.

Eighty knockout swordsmanship! A swordsmanship with the sword of nothingness!

When the sword broke open, the old man's face changed, because the sword was more powerful than before, he dared not carelessly, his hands, surrounded by countless spiritual energy poured into him, then, his hands toward the sword of Yang Ye.

Boom!

A loud noise broke apart the entire earth from the space in the field. In the eyes of all, the old man retreated backwards and backwards, when the leaves appeared strangely behind the old man and then burst into his back with a punch.

Sensing the fist behind him, the old man's eyes shrunk sharply, his body twisted forcibly, and then punched Yang Ye against the past!

Boom!

His fist collided, and the old man was shocked again, when Annan Jing appeared behind him, and then his hand split heavenly against the old man's back.

This prick, if lightning strikes fast, combined with the old man's previous inertia of being shocked back by the leaves, makes it impossible for the old man to escape, but at a critical moment, his body twisted forcibly so that the fissures that were supposed to penetrate his heart were inserted into his left shoulder.

Boom!

The old man was thrown out by the crack of the sky, when the leaves suddenly appeared in front of the old man and stepped on his stomach.

Pfft!

A sip of blood erupted from the mouth of the old man, then the old man fell to the ground, and the whole floor trembled violently.

After falling on the ground, Yang Leaf moved and came to the old man, then kicked his foot towards the old man's head.

And just then, the sky suddenly ripped apart, and then a light came out of it, and it instantly burst into the chest of the leaves.

Boom!

Yangyeon flied out backwards.

Annan Jing's face slightly changed and his body moved. He appeared behind Yang Ye, reaching out to block Yang Ye, but that powerful force made the two men still back nearly ten fathers before stopping!

Yang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at the sky. “Why, can't you lose? ”

The sound is held by Xuan Qi, such as the muffled thunder blows in this white herring!