Wang Hai Chuan's face turned red, "If you want to fight, then fight!"
The ugly man sneered, "It's not that I'm looking down on you, but if we really fight, none of you will be able to escape. Of course, we still have a chance, one, two …"
Liu Tao stopped smiling and said coldly, "Sir, do you really want to fight with us?"
"Five, six, seven …" The ugly man did not answer, he just stared at them as if they were dead men.
Ye Chen and Liu Tao looked at each other, the meaning in their eyes was clear.
"Nine! Kill them! "As soon as he finished speaking, the ugly man pulled out his sword, jumped into the air and started to attack.
Most people thought that they would count to ten before attacking, but in fact, this was their tactic. They had used it many times, and they could easily catch their opponents off guard. The ugly man's name was Ma Wu, and he was a Jianghu thug who had fled from another city. He used to work as a guard for a small family named Wang. Later, he coveted the beauty of the young lady of the Wang family, so he decided to go all out and humiliate her in the middle of the night. His ruthless methods made people's hair stand on end.
Liu Tao, Wang Haichuan, and the others were all shocked, but only Ye Chen was prepared for it. It was not because he had a lot of experience in the martial world, but because of his powerful soul power, he was able to see through Ma Wu's subtle movements.
Pushing his Qi to the limit, Ye Chen tilted his body and swung his sword horizontally, using the eighth movement of the Cloud Walking Sword Art, "Flowing Clouds and Water".
Ma Wu was stunned, he thought that Ye Chen was prepared, but he did not expect that he would meet a trap, and in the end, he was caught off guard.
In a flash, Ma Wu tilted his sword and brushed past Ye Feng's great steel sword.
"Clang!" "Puchi!"
Sparks flew everywhere, and a sword mark appeared on Ma Wu's waist. Blood flowed out from the wound, it was a superficial wound.
No one could believe their eyes. A Mortal Realm Stage 6 warrior had injured a Mortal Realm Stage 10 warrior with just one sword attack. What the hell?
Little did he know that Ye Chen was also feeling sorry for Mag Wu. If Mag Wu's reaction had been a bit slower, he would have been able to inflict a serious injury on Mag Wu. If Mag Wu had been a bit weaker, the blade would not have been able to deflect Ye Chen's attack, and the wound would have been an inch deeper. This was the power of the Flying Cloud Swordsmanship.
"I really can't underestimate a Mortal Mortal Stage Stage Ten martial artist." Ye Chen's second attack came after the first one failed. It was the ninth form of the Flying Cloud Sword Technique, "Luminous Shift".
All of a sudden, the sword light that was as dark as water diffused out. It was as if the air was no longer air, but a deep and unfathomable pool of water in the middle of the night.
"Damn it! Why is this kid's sword art at such a high level?"
Ma Wu's scalp went numb, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. His broadsword slashed towards the center of the sword light like a bolt of lightning, and he strived to destroy the opponent's sword momentum. Otherwise, the situation would not be good for him.
Whooo!
Ma Wu's full-powered attack missed, and he was shocked. He kicked the ground with both of his feet and hurriedly stepped back.
Ye Chen seemed to have expected this, and he dashed out like an arrow. The sword in his hand changed its direction, and with a beautiful arc, it was the dangerous Lone Peak of Thirteen Swords.
A fierce light flashed in Ma Wu's eyes, he slapped the sword with his left hand that was filled with Qi, and yelled: "Damn little bastard, die!"
Boom!
A Mortal Realm Stage Ten martial artist was not that easy to kill. A strong Qi flow exploded like a hurricane, and it easily blew away Ye Chen's body.
However, Ye Chen seemed to have lost his weight, he lightly touched the ground, and his aura suddenly changed. Like a collapsing mountain, he once again dashed towards Ma Wu, and the beautiful sword light pierced through his body.
Swoosh!
The tip of the sword pierced through Ma Wu's neck, and came out from the back of his head.
A warrior who was about to reach the Condensing Reality Realm was killed by Ye Chen with only one sword attack, and it was as easy as drinking tea or eating a meal. It also made Ye Chen realize how powerful his own fighting power was, and most importantly, how powerful the Lone Peak of Thirteen Swords was.
Pulling out the sword and shaking off the blood, Ye Chen tried to get rid of all the distracting thoughts after killing someone. He looked around, and found that the others had also started fighting. Seven or eight ferocious looking men were surrounding Liu Tao and the other four, and the sound of their weapons clashing was like beans being fried.
"Get the hell out of here!" Liu Tao had the highest cultivation, he threw out a series of attacks with both of his palms, and instantly pushed back a few people.
However, one of them only took three steps back, his clothes were torn open, but his body was not injured at all.
Liu Tao's pupils shrank, "Endurance Kung Fu!"
That man had a square face and a wide mouth. He was two meters tall, and his chest was like a small mountain. His chest was like an iron plate, and there was a faint dark blue color on it, it did not look like a human's body.
"Hehe, I have trained the Iron Shirt martial art, plus I have been soaking in the medicinal wine every day, I have already trained my skin to be as hard as iron. As long as I do not lose my Qi, I will be fine no matter how many times you attack me. Come on!"
"You are looking for death."
It was Wang Haichuan who spoke. He swung the Azure Dragon Halberd in a circle, and pushed back a few people who were attacking him. Then he turned his body and stabbed towards his opponent.
This time, the tall man did not dare to underestimate Wan Haichuan. He knew that no matter how hard he trained the Iron Shirt, he would not be able to train his body to be as hard as iron. He was not afraid of ordinary blunt weapons, but if he was stabbed by a sharp weapon, he would be finished. Not to mention that Wan Haichuan's attack was so powerful that it could even pierce through iron armor.
Putting his hands together, the tall man suddenly grabbed the Azure Dragon Halberd, not letting it move an inch.
Seizing the opportunity, Liu Tao landed in front of his opponent, and lightly pressed his palm on the halberd.
Puff!
Like a hammer hitting leather, the tall man's mouth started to bleed, and a shallow palm print appeared on his chest. It was a patch of green and red.
At this moment, two ferocious men took the opportunity to attack Liu Tao.
Liu Tao cursed inwardly. Although he had wounded the tall man with his palm, his arms were numb from the recoil force, and he could not even breathe.
Wang Haichuan was also powerless. The ferocious men, who had been pushed back by him, started to attack even more crazily, making him feel like he could not resist.
On the other hand, Yao Qing and the twins could still hold on. After all, they were in a one-on-one situation.
Seeing that Liu Tao was about to be killed, a beautiful and bright sword light suddenly shot out. It twisted twice in the air, and the two ferocious men's necks started to bleed, and they fell straight down.
After the successful sword attack, Ye Chen did not stop. He stabbed the other ferocious man's heart with a "Gap Seeking" move, helping Wang Haichuan reduce the pressure.
"Thank you!" Liu Tao, who had narrowly escaped death, said gratefully with a pale face.
Ye Chen nodded and said, "Let's kill them first."
In fact, after killing Maw Wu, their fates had been sealed. It was only a matter of time.
In a short while, except for the man who practiced Iron Shirt, the others were all dead or injured. On Ye Chen's side, except for himself and Liu Tao, the others were more or less injured.
"Where do you think you're going?!" Wang Haichuan noticed that the tall man was trying to escape, so he threw the two-meter-long Azure Dragon Halberd at him.
Crack!
The tall man, who had been through hundreds of battles, dodged the Azure Dragon Halberd by a hair's breadth.
However, the monk could not run away from the temple. Ye Chen's body followed the sword, and with one strike, he broke the man's Iron Shirt and pierced his heart.
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