Chapter 43 Who's Domineering

Afraid of you!

The indifferent voice echoed in the void, making it difficult for the crowd of onlookers to hear clearly.

However, within their line of sight, Ye Wushuang's whole body became sharp, with a dragon-shaped air sword beating violently on his fingers and shoulders, and he saw his body moving with a speed like lightning, rushing towards Ye Feng.

At the same time, a sense of killing gradually rose, and the temperature of the void dropped sharply.

The sword of death!

In an instant, a gloomy sword light streaked across the sky like lightning, flashing away like a flash in the pan, making people lose their minds.

puff!

In the ears of everyone, they only heard the soft sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the body, and saw a blood-stained arm fly up into the sky, and the blood fell like rain.

what!

After a while, a mournful scream sounded, the sharp voice was like the cry of a ghost, which made people feel horrified and chilled.

"I'm useless, I'm useless!"

Everyone also woke up from their trance, and saw Ye Feng rolling on the ground, like a bow shrimp, rolling with his half-stained body in his arms.

The half of the blood-stained body was caused by the loss of an arm, and the bright red blood gushed out, staining the ground all over.

Everyone's strange expressions froze on their faces, their mouths were opened wide, as if they could hold a urinal, and even Ye Wei, who came to attack with an ancient sword, lost his mind for a moment.

"idiot!"

Within a short while, Ye Wushuang locked his eyes on Ye Wei, spit out two cold words from his mouth, then bullied himself up, thrust out with one hand, five fingers bent and condensed into claws, and moved towards Ye Wei like lightning. Grab the ancient sword in his hand.

This speed even surpassed Ye Wei's reaction speed!

Ding!

There was only a sound of metal and iron clanging, and Ye Wushuang's five fingers had already grasped the ancient sword.

Ye Wei also woke up from his absence. When he saw Ye Wushuang holding the sword, his expression changed drastically, his heart skipped a beat, and he was dripping with cold sweat.

However, seeing Ye Wushuang take the initiative to come under the ancient sword, his expression suddenly became ruthless.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

Before the cold words fell, Ye Wei mobilized all his true energy and poured it into the ancient sword, holding the hilt of the ancient sword with both hands and stabbing forward violently, preparing to cripple Ye Wushuang's hands and his dantian.

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that people can't do it. I accept it!"

However, at this time, a cold voice sounded in Ye Wei's ears. Ye Wushuang tapped with five fingers, and the dragon spirit's true energy surged into the sword body.

hum!

The brilliance of the inscription pattern on the sword body of this ancient sword became more and more blazing, and it was clanking, and it was no longer under Ye Wei's control.

get out!

With a drink of indifference, Ye Wushuang quickly raised one hand, and slapped Ye Wei on the face. With a slap, Ye Wei's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken thread.

Whoosh!

Ye Wushuang's figure did not stop because of this, step, step, step, a few steps across, each step is a few meters, before Ye Wei's body landed, his right leg was raised high, like a peerless sword , slashed down hard, and slashed heavily on Ye Wei's body,

Bang!

Ye Wei wailed in his heart, his body fell to the ground like a falling star, and the ground trembled.

All the actions happened between the electric spark stones, and they were so coherent, as if they were walking with a pen in hand, and it was over before everyone followed.

cough cough!

A stream of blood came out of Ye Wei's mouth, and a slight cough brought everyone back to reality.

"Both cyclone realms are defeated!"

Looking at Ye Feng whose arm was chopped off, and Ye Wei who was trampled by Ye Wushuang, everyone was in a daze, obviously not yet able to react. It was cracked by Ye Wushuang, but it was so straightforward.

Several times, everyone rolled their eyes and wanted to deny such an ending, but the result was the same, the two were defeated by Ye Wushuang, who had a tenth body tempered body.

At this moment, even the eyes of the young man holding the sword brightened, and a fierce fighting spirit floated in his sharp eyes.

This fighting spirit is aimed at Ye Wushuang!

"If you have the courage to bet, you must have the courage to bear the price!" Ye Wushuang pointed at Ye Wei on the ground with the ancient sword, and said coldly: "Now it's time to pay!"

"Ye Wushuang, don't go too far!" Ye Wei on the ground roared, gnashing his teeth.

"Am I going too far?" Ye Wushuang sneered, "You made the bet, and you just wanted to humiliate me severely and kill me. Do you think you have the face to go too far?"

"People respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet. If someone wants to deal with me, I will not let him go. Since you have provoked me, then you have to pay the price and take out your cultivation resources."

"Don't think about it, Ye Wushuang, kill me if you have the guts!" Ye Wei roared, staring at Ye Wushuang with resentful eyes, as if he wanted to cut Ye Wushuang into pieces.

"You think I dare not!" Ye Wushuang narrowed his eyes, his killing intent bloomed, the ancient sword in his hand trembled, and he pointed at Ye Wei's head, the tip of the sword revealed a cold glow.

"enough!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice spit out from Ye Cheng, who had been silent all this time, his figure flickered, he quickly helped Ye Feng's body up, and quickly sealed Ye Feng's severed arm, preventing the blood from continuing to bleed .

"Brother, Ye Wushuang ruined me, you must kill him and avenge me." Ye Feng roared ferociously, staring at Ye Wushuang with extreme hatred.

"Shut up!" Ye Cheng scolded before turning to Ye Wushuang.

"Let him go." Ye Cheng glanced at Ye Wei at Ye Wushuang's feet, with a cold light in his eyes, and shouted in a commanding tone.

"What if I don't?" Ye Wushuang's eyes darkened. Before the two wanted to kill him, Ye Cheng, as the eldest brother, stood still and let the two kill him. Now that they were defeated by him, he wanted to let him go He lets go, is it possible?

"If you don't, then I'll do it myself." Ye Cheng's eyes turned cold, and his fists were clenched and crackling.

"You can try!" Ye Wushuang also sharpened his eyes.

"Crazy!"

The crowd was slightly startled, they didn't expect that Ye Wushuang would dare to provoke Ye Cheng after abolishing Ye Feng and the other two.

Ye Cheng, the eighth level of cyclone, awakened eight cyclones at the same time. He is the eighth-ranked genius on Broken Sword Peak's talent list. He has unparalleled combat power and can compete against the older generation of cyclone nine.

Ye Wushuang wants to challenge Ye Cheng, and Ye Cheng can crush Ye Wushuang just by the difference in realm.

"If you want to try, then I will help you." Ye Cheng heard the words, murderous intent arose, Ye Wushuang crippled his younger brother Ye Feng's arm, and he was already murderous.

Now that Ye Wushuang dared to provoke again, he just took the opportunity to make a move. Within the sect, Ye Wushuang could not be killed, but it was easy to abolish him.

boom!

Thinking of this, Ye Cheng took a step forward, the strong wind howled, and the frantic aura made some disciples turn pale.

"It's so strong! It's worthy of being a genius!"

A group of disciples were shocked again and again, shocked by Ye Cheng's strength, Ye Wushuang was looking for death!

This time, no one can save him!

Ye Wushuang's expression was also awe-inspiring, he knew that Ye Cheng and others never regarded him as a member of the Ye family, and once they made a move, they would never hold back.

Thinking of this, Ye Wushuang's spiritual sense locked the Dragon Blood Sword.

but.

A figure suddenly stood in front of Ye Wushuang, "A majestic genius at the eighth level of cyclone, you are not afraid of being laughed at if you attack a body quenching state!"