Feihua Jian stabilized his body, raised his head, and looked at Bai Ye in surprise.
He really couldn't figure out how a saint could have such great strength? No real saint did not have such power, right?
It seems that this person’s destruction of Long Jian and the others is true. This extremely holy... is indeed very strange.
Feihuajian squinted his eyes.
He knew that this saint was not easy to deal with, so at the beginning, he did not put this person on the slaughter list, but... if this saint wanted to stop him from erasing Ruan Zhong... it might be
Can't get it!
"It's interesting!"
The flying flower sword chuckled and the person came again.
But he was not aimed at Ruan Zhong, but staring at Bai Ye.
Bai Ye waved his hand lightly, and a constant stream of spiritual flower heavenly soul power hit Ruan Zhong's broken legs. Ruan Zhong's legs trembled, and the broken place was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a while, Ruan Zhong's legs regained their walking ability, and he was both surprised and happy.
"Go out and report the news." Bai Yetan said.
"But...but..." Ruan Zhong looked at Feihua Jian scruplefully.
"Don't worry, he can't hurt you!" Bai Yetan said.
"Really...really?" Ruan Zhong was still a little scared.
"Or you help me block it, and I'll report the message?" Bai Ye said sideways.
"I'll go, I'll go!"
Ruan Zhong said hurriedly, after he finished speaking, the man turned around and rushed out of the Nine Yang Sword Forest.
"Let's go? Have you asked me?"
Fei Huajian raised his mouth and waved his hand at Ruan Zhong.
A strong momentum suppressed it, and the rumbling sound was like a mountain falling.
"Get up!" Bai Ye also shouted in an instant, and the general trend opened, turning into a gust of air and pressing it above Ruan Zhong.
Bang!!
Ruan Zhong's head immediately burst, the space twisted like a whirlpool, and shocking pressure poured down. His legs were just right. Under this heavy pressure, he staggered, fell to the ground, and fell to eat shit.
But Ruan Zhong's desire to survive was simply outrageous. He climbed forward madly on the ground, and he dug a layer of the soil.
"Come back!" Feihua Jian shouted loudly, and his steps were a little, turning into a sword light to chase him.
Bai Ye immediately waved his arm and slashed it, and the speed was also extremely fast.
Don’t see that when his arm was not holding the long sword, a terrifying sword energy splashed out and killed him.
But just as the sword energy was about to cut the beam of light, a ray of light and shadow ran out of the beam, colliding with the sword energy.
Sword Qi clone?
Bai Ye frowned.
Bang!
The sword energy exploded.
Baiye's offensive was resolved.
Feihua Jian took advantage of the situation and successfully approached Ruan Zhong.
Seeing this, Ruan Zhong shouted shrillly: "Didn't you say I'm fine? Help... Help!!! Save me quickly!"
However, the sharp blade of the Feihua Sword was approaching Ruan Zhong's heart.
Ruan Zhong was so scared that his lower body was so wet that he finally got scared to pee.
But Bai Ye was not panicked. He stared at the Feihua Sword and said lightly.
"shift!"
Whoosh!
The blade that attacked Ruan Zhong's heart suddenly shifted and stabbed directly under Ruan Zhong's armpit, striking it in the air.
"The power of truth?" Fei Huajian frowned, raised his arms and prepared to sweep across the side sword, and cut open Ruan Zhong.
But the next second, a cold feeling came from behind. He turned his head and realized that Bai Ye had stood behind him at some point.
Ruan Zhong took advantage of the situation and hurriedly climbed backwards.
Feihua Jian gritted his teeth and slashed back.
clang!
His sword blade slashed heavily on Bai Ye's body, but it made a crisp sound.
Looking at Bai Ye's body again, there was no damage at all.
Feihua Jian's pupils surged, and then he saw a faint stream of light flashing on the surface of Bai Ye's body.
That's the sword intent!!
What's going on?
How could a saint have such a pure and terrifying sword intent?
However, just as Feihua Jian was stunned, Bai Ye suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his sword blade. Xuan'er made another sword with his other hand and slashed it hard at the sword blade.
The sword is full of pure sword intent.
Bang!
A crisp sound emerges.
The sharp blade of the Feihua Sword was in two pieces on the spot.
The cold sword blade fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Feihuajian was completely stunned.
Cutting the blade with empty hands?
This is not an ordinary sword, but a quenched by the source fire of the volcano from outside the sky.
How can you break it just by saying it?
At this time, Bai Ye made another move, hitting his chest, and he was trying to extract his soul!
"asshole!"
The flying flower sword was furious and slammed it over with his sword.
Bang!
One punch and one palm collided together, and a strong impact immediately occurred.
Feihuajian and Bai Ye both retreated.
The Feihua Sword retreated more than ten steps in a row, and Bai Ye's body shook slightly, and he took a step back.
Ruan Zhong, who was overturned by the shock wave, immediately got up. Although he was covered in dust and blood, he still rushed out like crazy.
Amazing perseverance!
Feihua Jian was very anxious and sacrificed a magic weapon and ran towards Ruan Zhong.
It was a string of beads, constantly circling, and the mysterious power inside was exuding.
But before he got close to Ruan Zhong, another sword energy flew up and instantly penetrated the beads.
Before the power of the beads was released, the rope was cut off and fell down all over the floor.
Feihua Jian gritted his teeth and sacrificed his magic weapon again.
But as soon as the magic weapon came out, it was cut open again.
His expression was particularly ugly. He stared at Bai Ye's hand with deep shock in his eyes.
He had never seen such a terrifying sword intent, nor had he seen such a sharp sword energy. You know... this person has not even pulled out his sword at the moment!
No, if this continues, everything will be irreversible!!
The Feihua Sword's expression was cold and cold, and there was unprecedented solemnity in his pupils.
"Are you very anxious?" Bai Ye said with a faint smile.
Feihua Jian stuttered his lower lip and made no sound.
Bai Ye still smiled lightly and his face was calm: "You want to frame me so that you can implement your plan. Although I don't know what your plan is, you may have to face the anger of many powerful people in the power clan next!
All of these are just your own actions!”
Fei Huajian's face turned pale, but after a moment, he seemed to think of something and sneered: "Boy, do you think you really won?"
Bai Ye shook his head: "If I can't win, I will definitely kill you! I am a very revenge and will revenge my grudges. Since you provoked me, I will definitely not let you have a good time. In your family, Canglin
Before asking for guilt, I will ask you to collect some interest!"
After saying that, Bai Ye raised his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the God-given sword at his waist.
This is a very common move.
This is true for swordsmen to draw their swords.
But in the eyes of Feihuajian, this action seemed to make the world lose its color, make the sun and the moon lose its light, and make all living beings scared.
How could you feel like this?
Feihua Jian was frightened. Suddenly, he thought of something, thinking about the man's previous series of actions, and suddenly shouted: "You...have you... understood the intent of the sword of the sword?"
The sword spirit realm he saw in the biography of Canglin Nine Yang of Canglin Family!
When the words fell, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Feihuajian's heart was interrupted and his pupils shrank wildly.
In the void, there seemed to be an old man passing by.
Everything seems like a dream, extremely unreal.
When Feihuajian reacted, his right arm had disappeared, replaced by a gushing blood column.
And Bai Ye was already standing behind him.
The Feihuajian completely froze. After a long time, the talent turned his head with difficulty and looked at his arms, which was empty.
The sword intent of the sword!
The sword intent is compatible with the gods, and the sword edge can kill the gods!
This is a supreme sword intent.
This has nothing to do with the soul realm. As long as you understand this sword intent, there is nothing in this world that cannot be cut open.
Feihuajian's heart was instantly filled with fear.
He didn't even see the trajectory of this person clearly with the sword just now. If this person didn't cut his arm but cut his head, he might have died long ago.
Who is this?
He is obviously a saint, how could he be so terrifying? Could it be that he has hidden his cultivation?
Feihuajian's brain kept trembling, and a wave of fear inexplicably surged into his heart.
Bai Ye put away the sword and looked at him faintly.
If he hadn't considered leaving it to the Canglin family to clean up, he would have indeed killed Feihua Jian with the sword just now.
But it doesn't matter, the endings are the same. If you don't kill the Feihua Sword, you can save a lot of trouble.
What Feihuajian is most annoying now is that he is provoking this terrifying saint...
Boom!!
At this time, a dull sound came from the entrance of the Nine Yang Sword Forest, and then a large number of figures attacked, and the suppressed momentum enveloped the entire sword forest.
After a while, countless judges in black armor fell here and surrounded the two of them.
The judge and a group of senior executives of the Canglin family rushed over.
The scene was immediately controlled.
With the help of Canglin Jiaolian and others, Ruan Zhong staggered towards this journey.
Also coming with Canglin Shifei and Ziwei Fairy were Canglin.
When everyone saw the flying flower sword with broken arms and the unscathed Bai Ye, everyone's breathing couldn't help but tighten.
What happened to Feihuajian's arm?
Could it be that this person cut it off?
Even Feihuajian can't beat this person? How is this possible? Feihuajian is a person who claims to be able to fight against the Fighting Spirit Master!
Many people were trembling and thought they were dreaming.
"Husband!!"
A sad cry came.
A woman rushed out of the crowd, hugged Feihuajian, her face full of anxiety and tears.
This woman is Cang Lindai.
"Husband, what's wrong with you? Your hands?" Cang Lindai cried.
"Dai'er...Don't worry, I'm fine..." Fei Huajian came to his senses, hugged the woman, and whispered comfort.
"What's going on?" Cang Lindai and Cang Lin, the father of Cang Lin, shouted loudly.
When Ruan Zhong heard the sound, his whole body trembled, pointed directly at the Feihua Sword, and shouted anxiously: "Uncle Qi! It's him! It's this person!! He killed Lian Hao! He killed Xu Yong, killed everyone, and wanted to kill me!
Uncle Qi, you have to make the decision for me and the dead Xu Yong and the others!!”
Ruan Zhong howled, looking sad and angry.
People looked at the Feihua Sword in unison, shocked.
Cang Linqi's face darkened and said coldly: "Flying Flowers! Is this true?"
Chapter completed!