The sword is fierce and fierce, moving forward indomitably!
Ye Chongtian's face is pale, and his figure is not burly. He is injured now. The sword in his left hand should have lost half of his strength, but this sword strike surpassed all his previous strikes!
¡°What a strong will!¡±
What supports his sword is the will to win. w w w . . c o m
He has been holding back for so long, enduring for so long, guarding for so long, practicing for so long, and suffering for so long, as if just to make such a brilliant sword strike in the imperial competition!
This knife condensed his anger and forbearance for more than ten years. It was the essence of his youthful suffering!
Although he was in poor condition and seriously injured, it had nothing to do with the knife!
The emperor stood on the high platform and saw the sharp light of Ye Chongtian's sword. He couldn't help but stood up in surprise.
"It looks likeit really looks like it!"
At this time, the image of Ye Chongtian completely coincides with that of his father Ye Leming!
Facing an army of 100,000 and countless strong men, with just a pair of fleshy palms, they charged forward without hesitation!
Although one uses a knife and the other uses a palm, their faces are only slightly similar, and their body shapes are very different - Ye Leming is ten feet tall and burly and arrogant, but Ye Chongtian is only a teenager after all, and his frame is not yet mature. When he grows up, he is much thinner - but his fierce aura is the same!
The emperor seemed to see Yeleming reborn.
Recalling the friendship between his youth and Ye Leming's illustrious achievements, the emperor's face gradually darkened. He looked back at Princess An Guo and saw a sinister smile on her face.
¡ª¡ªIt¡¯s time to attack!
Princess Anguo is not good at martial arts, but as a member of the royal family, she always has some discernment.
¡°This knife is Ye Chongtian¡¯s final explosion. It can be said that he has unleashed the last strength in his body. Thenaccording to the agreement with Tianshanglou¡ª¡ª
¡ª¡ªHe deserves to die too!
Li Lan'er, who was watching the scene on the ring from a distance, also clenched his fists tightly - this was the last hope. If Ye Chongtian showed no signs of attack at this time, it would mean that he would go upstairs. fail.
"Little Lord¡¡"
The man in black sighed like a groan. In fact, they all knew in their hearts that Ye Chongtian had no signs of the mysterious poison at all before, and expecting him to develop an attack at this time could only be said to be their last extravagant hope.
Failure is already doomed!
It¡¯s just that they can¡¯t figure it out. Where did I lose!
Of course Ye Chongtian will not die.
He only felt his whole body burning like fire. There was severe pain in his internal organs, but this was not a sign of the poison poison - the mysterious poison poison was still inserted into his apple.
This is the result of mobilizing the last strength of his body. This is the knife he struck with all his might.
There is this knife. He has no regrets!
Facing such a sword, the famous sword sect also changed his expression. He kept jumping with his fingers, creating a dense sword net in front of him.
"I didn't expect that he still has such a knife intention!"
His sword net had just been set up, and it was under Ye Chongtian's blade. It was ashes and smoke, and the dazzling sword light was about to cut into the head of the famous sword sect!
This time, Ye Chongtian was not making a false move!
Just when everyone held their breath to see the final result, suddenly a burst of dazzling sparks burst out in the field, so bright that people could not open their eyes.
At the same time, the sound of gold and iron can't help but ring out!
"Whoosh¡ª¡ª"
Then there was another sound of something flying out of the hand, and it stuck on the wooden pillar in the distance. Immediately there was an endless buzzing sound.
At this time, the dazzled audience could see clearly what was happening in the ring.
Ye Chongtian's face turned even paler and he retreated to a corner of the ring.
¡ª¡ªThere is no knife in my hand!
"This is¡¡"
The old eunuch jumped up suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.
The emperor and others followed his gaze and couldn't help but be stunned.
The look on the famous sword sect¡¯s face. She was a bit embarrassed, her hair that was originally tied up was scattered by the blade, and there were seven or eight spots of blood on her white clothes that looked like peach blossoms.
¡ª¡ªThis is not the point.
The point is. In his hand, there was a long sword like a stream of autumn water!
The famous sword sect. Draw your sword!
? ?How many years has it been since the famous swordsman used his sword in a fight? "
"I don't know. In the last imperial competition, he never used a sword."
"I heard that he practices the Sword Sect's method of holding a sword without using a sword. When fighting with others, he never draws his sword to maintain the sharpness of the sword. When it is necessary to unsheath it, he will have boundless killing intent and be unstoppable!"
He actually drew a sword for Ye Chongtian's sword?
¡ª¡ªThis is almost more unbelievable than Ye Chongtian's bad luck in defeating the famous sword sect.
Although he is said to be undefeated, the famous sword sect is not invincible after all. It is understandable if he fails once or twice.
But his method of holding a sword without using a sword can be said to be the foundation of his swordsmanship. With this sword unsheathed, several years of hard work have been in vain. Hehe was forced to this point?
In the current situation on the field, Ye Chongtian's sword flew out of his hand. The famous sword sect had a sword in his hand and was stronger than before. The outcome was already clear.
But the focus of the experts is no longer on winning or losing.
The famous swordsman took a deep breath.
He raised his head, his eyes were deep, showing a strange expression.
"I can't believe that, little brother Ye, you were able to push me to this point. When I faced your sword, although there were countless ways to resolve it, my first reaction was to draw my sword"
As a swordsman, he couldn't resist the desire to try this sword with his sword.
Once he has this thought, his skill in holding a sword without using a sword will be broken.
As a pioneer warrior, he did have other ways to dodge this sword, but this desire made his body irresistibly draw out the long sword.
The sword light has a bit of green, and it looks faint and far away under the sunlight.
Bihen.
The Bihen Sword of the famous sword sect was unsheathed again in front of Ye Chongtian, but this time, it was not to show off his sword skills.
¡ª¡ªBut truly regard him as an opponent!
Ye Chongtian kept coughing.
This sword was broken by the famous sword sect, but he acted very calmly.
But this calmness does not mean he gives up.
"What a sword! It's really refreshing to be able to see Bihen's sword again, and to be able to see Brother Ming's swordsmanship again!"
He raised his head. Although his face was pale, there was still an unyielding will in his eyes.
"Although I don't have a knife in my hand, I haven't put down the knife in my heart yet"
"Brother, please draw your sword!"
As soon as these words came out, the onlookers roared!
Ye Chongtian still refuses to admit defeat!
He has pushed the famous sword sect to this level, and he has been injured to this extent, and he actually wants to continue fighting.