The Earth Is My Dantian

Ye Hong was irritated by Ye Sheng from the inside out.

This feeling is different from the old man carrying the sword. The old man carrying the sword is his contemporary opponent. He can be regarded as an opponent, but for Ye Sheng, he has never been regarded as an opponent.

In Ye Hong's eyes, Ye Sheng is a man who can be manipulated at will, his son, and an existence that he can control life and death.

But now, because of an accident, he loosened his control over Ye Sheng. Ye Sheng seized the opportunity and jumped out of his control. A few years later, he had grown to this point.

Ye Hong regretted, angry, frightened, all kinds of emotions were superimposed together to have the current furious appearance.

"Ye Sheng, damn you, just like your mother, you both bore me, go to hell." Ye Hong shouted coldly with a face full of anger.

He strode forward, narrowed the world with one step, and landed with a punch.

With this punch, countless lotus flowers were born in the void, and countless worlds were born in an instant. These worlds are connected one by one, like candied haws, entangled together, and exploded with great power.

Whitewash the peace!

Ye Hong's boxing skills and martial arts awareness completely exploded, a wave of destruction and innovation changed everything, whitewashed this peaceful world, and it was extremely terrifying.

This punch seems to tell everyone that everything in front of them is false, and the so-called peaceful and prosperous times are all whitewashed.

This punch horribly made many people tremble.

But Ye Sheng's face was calm, his eyes sparkled, and he was surrounded by nine huge long swords, the sword aura was strong and terrifying.

clang!

Ye Sheng drew out the fifth sword and killed it.

Health, thirteen swords, fifth sword.

This sword sweeps across. Your world may be prosperous, it may be whitewashed, or it may be false. To me, it's all about one sword.

When I go down with a sword, no one, anything, or character can resist it.

Destruction is the foundation of innovation.

Without destruction, where can innovation come from?

Ye Sheng's sword made people tremble with terror, and the area swept by this sword exploded.

The boxing technique that whitewashes peace cannot stand up to this sword at all.

Ye Sheng is very strong, very strong, even stronger than the weak, old man with a sword.

Therefore, Ye Sheng's Sheng, Thirteen Swords truly achieved the power in the old man's vision.

It's not the kind of swordsmanship performed by the old man carrying the sword in a state of extreme sublimation.

The old man carrying the sword has many regrets. He only realized this sword technique in his twilight years, and only in his last days did he display this sword technique.

This has to be said to be a shortcoming.

The power of Ye Sheng's Thirteen Swords reached its peak. It may not be as beautiful as the old man who mentioned the sword, but this kind of powerful attack is so powerful that it makes people feel moved.

This sword technique is too powerful.

Sheng, the fifth sword of the Thirteen Swords, wiped out Ye Hong's whitewashed peace, followed by Sheng, the sixth sword of the Thirteen Swords.

Ye Sheng pursued closely, pressing down on Ye Hong to attack, one sword after another, without giving Ye Hong a chance to breathe.

His attack spread without limit, the sixth sword came out, and the seventh sword was ready.

Ye Hong's face was angry and ugly. The power of the sixth sword was so great that he was moved, and he couldn't help thinking: "Could it be that the old man carrying the sword really didn't use his full power?"

"No, I can kill the founder of the old man carrying the sword, a mere Ye Sheng, but I can't." Ye Hong couldn't help bursting with infinite hope, he is not a person who will admit defeat.

The sixth sword fell.

Rumble!

At this moment, the sword qi was roaring, the wind was howling, the white clouds were sweeping, and the yellow sand was filling the air, covering the whole world.

Ye Hong's whole body was enveloped by sword energy, and the sixth sword was directly empowered to suppress Ye Hong forcefully.

boom!

At this moment, this area turned into a sea of ​​sword energy, and when it was swept away fiercely, the sky would collapse and the earth would shatter.

Ye Hong burst out with golden light, and his fists shook the world. He let out a long roar, and danced wildly with his black hair, like a god and demon.

Let the sword slash and slash, no matter what, and rush forward directly.

"Go to hell, Ye Sheng." Ye Hong's qi and blood roared to the sky, shaking mountains and rivers, and the infinite mountains were shaking. His true qi was like explosives, and exploded completely at once.

Rumble!

Under Ye Hong's violent attack, the sixth sword completely collapsed, forming a destructive momentum and spreading out.

Ye Hong rushed straight at Ye Sheng, the mysterious phantom behind him had already opened his eyes, looking at Ye Sheng indifferently.

Health, thirteen swords, seventh sword.

Without further ado, Ye Sheng made another strike.

The continuous long sword slashed down, a sword stirred up the wind and clouds, set off waves, and countless momentum spread, hitting Ye Hong fiercely.

"Dragon Slayer Armor!"

Ye Hong let out a low growl, and a piece of armor appeared on his body. It was bright red in color and carved with a real dragon. It was extremely mighty. It was Ye Hong's magic weapon of defense, the Dragon Slayer Armor.

This is a magic weapon handed down from ancient times, a top magic weapon made of dragon bone, dragon soul, and dragon tendons.

Click!

The seventh sword slashed on it, and it exploded directly. Countless momentum pervaded and stirred up. Ye Hong directly resisted the power of the seventh sword, regardless of the life or death of the dragon slayer's armor, and punched it.

His fist, glowing with golden light, seems to have the power of a world.

boom!

Under the seventh sword, the dragon slayer's armor completely collapsed and turned into countless fragments. It resisted the sword for Ye Hong, but he also collapsed.

Ye Hong smiled ferociously, came to Ye Sheng, and punched him with unparalleled power.

"Ye Sheng, go to hell." Ye Hong let out a long roar.

Rumble!

The sound of this punch was simply earth-shattering.

Seeing this scene, the people around couldn't help being startled. This is simply terrifying, can Ye Sheng resist it?

Faced with this punch, Ye Sheng was also shocked. He didn't expect Ye Hong to be so ruthless, directly destroying the dragon slayer's armor, and also attacking himself.

"Sheng, Thirteen Swords!"

Although Ye Sheng was frightened, he was not afraid. Instead, he let out a long roar, clasped his hands together, combined the rest of the thirteen swords, and then slashed down fiercely.

Rumble!

This blow directly sent Ye Sheng and Ye Hong flying, Ye Sheng's body smashed into a mountain, and Ye Hong rushed out of the ancient yellow sand road.

puff!

Ye Sheng's body shook, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. Ye Hong was really terrified. He almost used his life. Thirteen Swords grinded him to death, but Ye Hong also knew that Ye Sheng couldn't easily cut him out with one sword at a time. That's why it's such a desperate fight.

He also didn't feel well, he was slashed by Ye Sheng's sword, a big gash was cut in his arm, and the blood dripped down, corroding a large area of ​​the earth.

Ye Hong's blood was no longer ordinary blood.

Across an ancient yellow sand road, Ye Hong and Ye Sheng were full of murderous aura, both of them were really angry, and this time they couldn't stop dying.

"Ye Sheng, it's your honor that you forced me to do this, but after that, you will definitely die." Ye Hong said coldly.

Ye Sheng laughed loudly, his voice shook the sky, and said: "Ye Hong, besides the Sheng, Thirteen Swords, I also have a sword technique that is even more powerful. It was left to me by my mother. I will let you try it today." Taste of despair."