Chapter 759: Lost in One Move

After that, he shouted loudly: "Come here! Kill this little bastard!"

But he shouted for a long time, and no one came in.

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Stop shouting!"

"The group of trash under your command were either killed by me or scared away!"

Hearing this, Fan Changxiu's face suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily: "Little bastard! You dare to kill my people, you really don't want to live!"

"Today, I will kill you myself!"

Before he finished speaking, his divine power was surging and his momentum was rising! He was actually a master of the fourth floor of Tianhe Realm! "Little bastard, die!"

Fan Changxiu roared and punched out! This punch was extremely sharp, and the red divine power wrapped around it, burning like a flame! The flame formed a roaring tiger head and slammed into Ye Xinghe's chest! His figure was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had rushed in front of Ye Xinghe.

The roaring flaming tiger head roared and pounced on Ye Xinghe! The rolling heat wave hit us! Outside the house, the onlookers were all shocked when they saw this.

"Fan Changxiu's Ghost Fire Tiger Roar Fist is extremely powerful. He once relied on this move to defeat the master of the fifth floor of Tianhe Sutra!"

"No matter how strong Ye Xinghe is, he can't beat him! This time, Ye Xinghe is dead!"

"I don't think so. Ye Xinghe is also quite strong. It's hard to tell who will win."

Everyone looked at him with bright eyes, looking forward to this battle.

At this time, in the pavilion, Wu Ruoxi's face changed drastically and she exclaimed: "Ye Xinghe, be careful!"

Although she was a little panicked, there was a firm look in her eyes.

Wu Ruoxi firmly believed that Ye Xinghe would not lose! "Being careful is useless!"

Fan Changxiu's eyes were sinister, and he laughed wildly: "Today, this little bastard must die!"

After that, he urged the divine power, and the flame tiger head grew another three points! The hot flames had already hit Ye Xinghe's chest! However, Ye Xinghe looked calm and said calmly: "It will be you who will die!"

While speaking, he flipped his palm and a long sword slid into his hand.

The green longevity divine power instantly poured into the long sword.

The three-foot sword light surged out! "The Green Emperor asks about longevity!"

Ye Xinghe shouted and stabbed out with a sword! On the blade, the green sword light surged out! In the green sword light, there was a golden light, piercing forward, like a dragon swimming out of the sea! That was the ancient sword soul! The green sword light gradually condensed and poured into the ancient sword soul, forming a five-meter-long ancient sword phantom.

The sword light took shape! This sword was extremely sharp and stabbed directly on the flame tiger head! With a bang, the flame tiger head was instantly split in half! In the air, the flame exploded, forming a gorgeous spark.

And the ancient sword phantom, with undiminished power, fiercely stabbed at Fan Changxiu's head.

Fan Changxiu's face suddenly changed, a trace of panic appeared in his eyes, and he exclaimed: "How is it possible!"

"How can you, a waste of half-step Tianhe realm, be stronger than me!"

However, Ye Xinghe did not answer.

In response to him, there was a sharp sword light! In a hurry, Fan Changxiu could only cross his arms and protect his chest, trying to resist the phantom of the ancient sword! But, the phantom of the ancient sword was extremely sharp! It hit his arm and instantly shredded his flesh! "Ah! My arm!"

Fan Changxiu screamed and retreated repeatedly. His arms were already bloody.

Most of the flesh and blood had been shredded by the sword light, revealing the eerie white bones! The intense pain came like a tide.

He staggered and fell to the ground, rolling non-stop.

Blood gushed wildly along his arms, and in just a moment, a pool of blood gathered under his body.

Outside the pavilion, everyone saw this scene, all with shocked faces, and shouted continuously.

"Fan Changxiu, lost in one move?"

"What kind of sword skill did Ye Xinghe use, it's so powerful!"

"Too scary! If I were to take that sword, I would definitely not be able to take it!"

Everyone took a breath of cold air, and the fear in their eyes became even stronger.

At this time, Ye Xinghe was already invincible in their hearts! Among the crowd, Liu Xueruo's eyes were full of light, and she smiled: "Ye Xinghe has become much stronger!"

"But I don't know what's going on with his sword skill."

"That's the sword light taking shape!"

Beside Liu Xueruo, Wu Yixuan was also shocked and responded in a low voice.

He took a deep breath and said slowly, "He and I have been fighting for only three days."

"Surprisingly, he has learned how to transform sword light!"

"Ye Xinghe's talent is beyond my reach!"

Hearing this, Liu Xueruo smiled and said, "It's rare to see Brother Wu praise people like this."

"So, Ye Xinghe's talent is better than yours?"

Wu Yixuan looked embarrassed. Although he didn't want to admit it, he nodded: "Ye Xinghe is a genius in the swordsmanship!"

"Within half a year, his attainments in swordsmanship will definitely be far better than mine!"

When everyone heard Wu Yixuan's praise, they looked at Ye Xinghe with deep fear.

No one dared to slander Ye Xinghe! Even the person who had just spoken rudely was scared and sneaked away.

At the same time, in the pavilion.

Ye Xinghe shook the long sword in his hand, and blood dripped from the blade.

But, the long sword in his hand also broke into three pieces with a click and fell to the ground.

Ordinary sword blades could no longer withstand the sword light that transformed Qingdi Wen Changsheng.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and threw away the broken sword.

He thought to himself: "My broken sword is still with the peak master."

"It seems that I have to retrieve the broken sword as soon as possible."

Retracting his thoughts, Ye Xinghe suddenly looked up and looked at Fan Changxiu, who was screaming and rolling.

His face was as cold as ice, and he walked towards Fan Changxiu step by step.

Fan Changxiu turned his head and looked at him when he heard the sound.

He saw Ye Xinghe pressing forward step by step, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he roared: "Ye Xinghe, what do you want to do!"

"What?"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "I want to beat you to death!"

After that, he held Fan Changxiu down and punched him! Above his fist, the green divine power was wrapped, and the force was strong! After a punch, a cut appeared on Fan Changxiu's face, and blood gushed out! Fan Changxiu screamed, extremely shrill! But Ye Xinghe's fists did not stop! One punch after another, hitting him hard! For a while, the sound of bangs was endless.

Every time a punch was hit, a bloody hole would inevitably appear on Fan Changxiu's body! His screams were also getting weaker and weaker.

After a while, Fan Changxiu could no longer scream, and he collapsed to the ground like mud.

His body was full of broken bones and tendons! His flesh was bloody! "Ye, Ye Xinghe" But, even so, Fan Changxiu's words were still arrogant, and he shouted: "If you have the guts, just kill me!"

"If you dare to kill me, my father will definitely make you wish you were dead!"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered: "Really?"

"It seems that your father is very powerful!"