Sword Spirit

Feeling the domineering spirit that Ye Wenjun exudes, Sikong Zhengqing finally did not face the indifference of Ye Ruida.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and Sikong Zhengqing seem to have seen the swordsman of the year. Although Ye Wenjun is no longer young, but the breath is deeper than that of the year, and the pride is not reduced.

In the same year, Ye Wenjun and Ye Wenyan, two brothers, one master and one outside, the power of Jiuhua League was almost unmovable, and the Eight Temples were a rare concerted effort, even if it was the South Palace and Sikong’s homes. Abandoning the suspicion, there is no infighting.

Later, Ye Wenjun did not know what crazy he had, and suddenly he left the Jiuhua League regardless of his disregard. He had to pursue the ultimate martial art. He was going to break the blockade of the Tianjian continent and went to the legendary Tianyu. The extraordinary world is not born.

It was because of the threat of Ye Wenjun that the Eight-Party Temple was able to breathe, and the internal struggle began again. Sikong began to centrifuge with Nangong.

Just what Si Kongzhengqing did not expect was that Ye Wenjun, who had been hidden for so many years, appeared again, and also appeared directly in the site of their temple. I have to say that when Ye Wenjun appeared, Sikong Zhengqing suddenly jumped in the heart, but when he found that Ye Wenjun did not break through to the supernatural, his heart was relieved a little, if Ye Wenjun really did it. Things that no one has done for thousands of years, the Eight Temples may not have the strength to compete with Jiuhua League.

"When you threatened not to be superhuman, you are now so easy to violate the ambitions that were issued that year?" Si Kong Zhengqing stared at Ye Wenjun.

Ye Wenjun casually opened the hair in front of his eyes, haha ​​smiled: "I didn't understand things at the time, now I am sensible."

Si Kong Zhengqing’s mouth was slightly twitching. When Ye Wenjun made a vow, he was already a few hundred years old. It’s also called young and ignorant.

However, before he even had time to speak, he heard Ye Wenjun say again: "In addition, I have found a way to break through the extraordinary situation. Naturally, I don't have to continue to go with myself."

When this statement came out, Sikong Zhengqing suddenly jumped and frowned, and his heart was terrified. Ye Jia finds a way to break through the extraordinary situation? This is something that no one has done for thousands of years. If Ye Wenjun is not saying this, once Ye Family is successful. Tianjian mainland is big, I am afraid there is no longer a foothold for their empty home.

"Hey, don't use words to swear at me. If you really find a way to break through the supernatural. You will be born now?" Si Kong Zhengqing did not fully believe in Ye Wenjun's words.

"I don't believe it." Ye Wenjun did not care, but then his voice turned, his eyes locked in the body of Si Kong Zhengqing, slowly opening: "This time, I am not looking for you to follow the old! According to the agreement You don't seem to be involved in the battle of the juniors?"

"Just ask you to come to our empty house to make trouble. Do not allow us to do something to your Ye family?" Si Kong Zhengqing is not afraid. Since he decided to take the shot, he naturally made a good plan for the front of the home. Of course, he did not expect that Ye Jia would come here so quickly, and Ye Wenjun came.

Ye Wenjun heard a loud laugh at the sky: "If you have the guts, you can go to Jiuhua League to find Ye Jia's trouble!"

Si Kong Zhengqing breathed a stagnation, although they had the idea of ​​starting the Jiuhua League, but before removing the Nangong family and thoroughly integrating the Eight Temples. They are not having this guts.

"There is no more nonsense, Ruida is seriously injured in your hand. If I am a ancestors, I have to get this one back!" Ye Wenjun reached for a trick, and a simple sword appeared in his hand. One out, Ye Wenjun's momentum suddenly changed. He once held this sword through countless battles, and he was warm in the Tianjian Mountain for a hundred years. Now he is already comparable to the heavenly treasures.

"Okay. I also want to see if you have entered the country for a hundred years!" Sikong Zhengqing also took out his own weapon, a green, smooth wooden rod.

"A hundred years has never been a battle, today you will take the knife!" Ye Wenjun shouted, the sword shook, and instantly danced a sword flower, slamming from top to bottom.

"Sirius is extremely sword!"

An incomparably fierce sword swept out like a spurt, as if it was enough to pierce the sky, and the endless swords and swells suddenly turned into a huge sirius that screamed in the sky, and suddenly rushed toward Sikong Zhengqing. go with.

"Well come!" Sikong Zhengqing was not afraid, and the wooden stick seemed to draw a circle slowly and quickly, then the right hand suddenly shocked, and a green aperture swallowed away toward Ye Wenjun's sword.

Feeling the fluctuation of the power of the two, Ye Ruida, who is adjusting the interest rate, couldn't help but open his eyes. He clearly felt that the strength of Sikong Zhengqing was far better than the power of the time before he dealt with himself.

If it was said that Ye Kong Zhengqing was still self-sufficient when he was at the time of Ye Ruida, then he did not try his best to fight against Ye Wenjun. He did not dare to spare any effort. He did not dare to stay in force. Ye Wenjun of that year was extremely difficult to deal with. Now, who knows what kind of position Ye Wenjun has been crouching for for a hundred years.

Sirius struck, the aperture swallowed, and the two instantly smashed together. If Ye Wenjun’s attack was fierce and fierce, then Sikong Zhengqing’s is soft and tenacious, and the path is the soft way.

The green aperture is constantly fluctuating, and if it is a wave of water, it wants to completely devour Ye Wenjun's sword, and Sirius is constantly biting, wanting to tear this aperture completely.

"A little bit forward!" Ye Wenjun flashed a radiant glow in his eyes. He had not been fighting for a hundred years. He was already intolerable. He was known as a sword magic in the past, showing how he was militant.

"Do you think that your strength has improved?" Si Kong Zhengqing retorted.

"Yes? You are not enough!" Ye Wenjun was very wary, and once again drunk: "Give me change! Two swords of life and death!"

As soon as this statement came out, the fierce and fierce Sirius broke away instantly, but the endless swordsman did not disappear at all, but swiftly turned up, and instantly turned into a black and white Taiji figure, slowing the two fish in the yin and yang. Under the rotation, the green aperture quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Sikong Zhengqing's face changed slightly, suddenly increasing the output of Yuanli, but it could not stand the speed of Ye Wenjun's consumption. The explosion, the aperture is completely broken!

Immediately afterwards, the two swords of life and death dissipated again, and all the Jianguang became dark and deep at this moment, giving a feeling of coldness and incomparable.

"The broken intestine is quiet, give me a sigh!" Ye Wenjun suddenly rushed out with a sword, and the whole person turned into a light and shadow to the Si Kongzheng.

Three different swordsmanships, in Ye Wenjun's hand, are as simple as an arm, which is unpredictable and unpredictable. The accumulation of centuries has made Ye Wenjun's understanding of Kendo already deeper. For him, these swords are quite different, but they are the same because they are swords! (To be continued~^~)