"Hoo!" "Hoo ho ho!"

The wind of the sword roared, and the Great Elder Chu Qianhang took action with anger. He slashed with all his strength, and the true energy was injected into the sword crazily. The blade reflected cold light in the sunlight, and it struck Ye Xing head-on like a mountain.

"call out!"

The dark light sword below flickered with black light. Infused with Ye Xing's true energy, the black light flickered uncertainly. Ye Xing held the sword in hand, raised it to the sky, and faced the Great Elder's broadsword.

"clang!"

The swords clashed, with a loud noise, and surging energy burst out, centering on the two people and spreading out in all directions.

Ye Xing suddenly felt a huge force coming. It was transmitted from the sword to his sword, and from the sword to his palm, from the palm to the wrist, from the wrist to the elbow, from the elbow to the arm, and to the entire body.

The right hand holding the sword was numb and sore from the huge force.

Driven by the huge force, Ye Xing couldn't help but keep retreating, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps... It wasn't until he took seven steps back that he stopped the huge impact.

, looking at the ground again, I saw seven deep footprints left on the ground, sinking into the soil.

"No! Brother Ye's cultivation time is still short, and his cultivation is not as strong as that old man Chu Qianhang after all!" Liu Zhennan couldn't help but feel anxious, and quickly prepared to step forward to help.

However, at this moment, a figure directly blocked his way. It was an old man in green clothes and a small coat, and it turned out to be Li Changsheng, the head of Changle Village.

"Let the two of them fight, Captain Liu, please don't interfere!" Li Changsheng just stood in front of Liu Zhennan, but that thin and old body exuded a majestic and surging aura, like a mountain.

Standing there.

"Please step aside, village chief. If I don't intervene, my little brother's life may be in danger!" Liu Zhennan said in a deep voice.

"Young people are not strong enough and don't know how to hold back. If they die, they will die." Li Changsheng said with an indifferent look: "If he dies, let me speak out and Chu Qianhang will not argue with you. This matter will be over like this.

As long as our power in Changle Village has not faded away!"

"Village chief, what do you mean?" Liu Zhennan frowned, "What if I have to go!"

"If you insist on helping him, I will lend a helping hand to the Great Elder!" Li Changsheng said calmly.

Liu Zhennan's expression changed and he could only stop and watch the battle ahead anxiously. Otherwise, if he went to help Ye Xing and Li Changsheng also went to help Chu Qianhang, the situation would only be

It's even worse. You must know that the village chief Li Changsheng is a second-class innate master. Even if he is only an early second-class master, he is definitely not comparable to Liu Zhennan.

"Then the Nantang boy is indeed no match for the great elder!"

"Nonsense, he is no match for the great elder! But he can block the great elder's sword, which is amazing!"

"A very amazing and talented genius, but unfortunately he is too young and will probably die young!"

"How many times do you think this boy from Nantang can block the Great Elder's swords?"

"After all, he is still in the Xiantian realm, so he should be able to fight more than ten or twenty moves!"

"Ten or twenty moves are too many, I guess ten moves at most!"

"That's true, ten moves are almost the same!"

"Ten moves? Hey, you are thinking too much. There was a third-level early stage innate strongman who only took three moves at the hands of the great elder and was beheaded!"

All the village warriors watching around shook their heads and sighed.

In the center of the field, Ye Xing was slashed by the Great Elder Chu Qianhang and took seven steps backward before he stopped. However, Chu Qianhang's true energy was so strong that he only tilted his body slightly and did not even take half a step back.

"Boy, aren't you very crazy, but you can't even take a blow from me!" The great elder Chu Qianhang sneered again and again, looking at Ye Xing in front of him sarcastically.

The tiger's mouth was shattered, and bright red blood continued to flow down the index finger and thumb of the palm. The hand holding the sword was full of blood.

"I have to say that you, an old man, have really strong cultivation. If I fight with you, my arms will be numb from the shock!" Ye Xing grinned, but there was no fear in his eyes. He slightly activated the thunder in his body.

A trace of fresh water flowed into his right arm, and the minor injuries recovered instantly. On the surface, there was a lot of blood on his right hand, but in fact, the wounds had basically healed.

The reason why he chose to fight Chu Qianhang head-on was because Ye Xing wanted to test it out and see how big the gap between his own cultivation level and Chu Qianhang's was. Now it seems that there is indeed a huge gap between the early stage of the third level and the peak of the third level.

You can't fight hard.

"I have reached the peak of third-class innate cultivation, but I have half a foot to step into the second-class innate." The great elder Chu Qianhang looked proud and shouted coldly: "How can your little third-class early stage be compared to your cultivation level?

In my eyes

They are nothing more than local chickens and dogs. There have been eight Xiantian realms who have died in my hands, and you will be the ninth. Today I will avenge my son Chu Jun, and you will be cut into pieces.

To vent the hatred in my heart!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Great Elder Chu Qianhang raised the sword in his hand again, and with a roar of wind, the sword struck straight down towards Ye Xing's head.

The sword flashed and the wind roared!

This sword was fast, accurate and ruthless. It was three points more powerful than the previous sword. It could be described as menacing.

Some of the timid people watching around couldn't bear it. They either closed their eyes or turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch that scene. They saw that the young man was about to be killed with a knife.

However, the next moment, many people were staring ahead in stunned silence.

I saw that the terrifyingly powerful sword of the great elder Chu Qianhang actually missed, and the young man quickly moved away.

At this moment, everyone including Chu Qianhang himself was slightly stunned. It was obvious that he did not expect Ye Xing to be able to dodge his sword technique. You must know that he is a third-level innate peak cultivation level. This sword is not only fierce, but also very fast.

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"Haha, isn't it great to step into a second-class innate with half a foot? From my point of view, it's like stepping into a coffin with half a foot. I'll play with you first and practice my sword skills!" Ye Xing's eyes flashed with sharpness, and he stepped on the coffin.

"Eight Steps of the Devil" came directly to the side of the great elder Chu Qianhang and waved the sword.

"call out!"

The dark light sword flashed with black light and swept past the great elder.

Murderous aura surged, swords roared, and an extremely fierce sword aura invaded.

The Great Elder Chu Qianhang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly blocked the attack with his sword.

However, before his broadsword clashed with Ye Xing's sharp sword, Ye Xing had already drawn his sword and turned around. Instead of confronting him head-on, he used the "Eight Steps of Demonic Heaven" to move, and in an instant, he was stabbed with another sword.

The vital part of his throat.

The fierce and ferocious attack was so frightening that Chu Qianhang's forehead was covered with cold sweat and he hurriedly returned his sword to defend himself.

The two of them just went back and forth with swords, and started a fierce confrontation. However, this was a silent confrontation, which was very mysterious. Because the swords did not collide with each other at all. One attack and one defense, all the sword skills and sword power fell.

In an empty space.

Although the swords did not clash, the danger involved was no less than that of a 'ping-ping-pong-pong' fight.

"Hoo!" "Hoo ho ho!"

In the center of the field, strong winds undulated, and two figures sometimes rose into the air, sometimes moved around, sometimes landed on the roof, and sometimes landed on the ground.

"Bang!" "Boom!"

The failed sword light split open huge chasms in the earth, and dust flew into the sky; the escaped sword energy cut each wooden house in half, and sawdust flew everywhere.
Chapter completed!