Chapter 492
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Only now did Lin ZhongYu notice the white haired man in the plaza. His gaze landed on the sword. Even though he was familiar with swords, he couldn't tell what it was made of. ¤.
The white haired woman walked out of the Sword Pavilion, holding a black longsword. She looked at Lin Le behind Ye Cang. Sure enough, they were made from the same mold. She calmly said, "Give up. I can make the decision to let you go, but ZhongYue's son must stay."
"Give up. I can make the decision not to kill you, but that guy on the roof must come down and tie himself up for Lele to deal with." Ye Cang calmly replied.
The white haired woman stared blankly for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh. Her white hair danced in the wind. The sword mark between her eyebrows was slightly pressed together. "Your Excellency is so big …"
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Cang's sword had already arrived. The white haired woman was alarmed. So fast! She raised her sword to block, but found that her sword couldn't get any closer. She could only watch as the sword pierced through her chest. The sword shadow flashed and reappeared far away. She watched as Ye Cang made his move. Only now did the sword explode with a loud rumble. The ground was shaken into atoms by the sound waves. She frowned. What kind of swordsmanship was this? Her swordsmanship didn't have any moves. The attack just now was just the most common and most basic thrust, but it was so fast that it made people feel numb. She watched as Ye Cang's hand held the sword hilt, as if she had never attacked. To be honest, she had only felt the attack just now, but didn't see it clearly.
Ye Cang turned to look at the white haired woman and smiled. "Not bad at dodging …"
At this moment, the veins on Ye Cang's hand that was holding the sword hilt were popping out. She stabbed towards the roof of the Sword Pavilion. However, to everyone present, it was as if nothing had happened. Another rumble sounded out and a violent spiral appeared, bringing with it a violent gale. An old man swung his sword in the air to receive it, bringing with it an enormous crescent moon like sword light. However, in an instant, the sword light and sword light were shattered by the spiral. A large hole appeared on the roof of the Sword Pavilion. If the old man hadn't retreated quickly, he wouldn't have survived.
The white-haired woman formed a sword seal and waved her hand. The black sword turned into a thousand swords, and a chill came from her throat. Suddenly, he looked at Ye Cang, whose face was pressed against his own and whose sword was pressed against his throat. Only now did he feel a bone-piercing chill.
"My purpose for coming here isn't to kill people, so … I hope you can be a bit quieter, okay …" Ye Cang smiled and turned to leave. The hand that was originally in his pocket was now holding onto a slender hand at some unknown time. The white-haired woman looked at the hand and suddenly turned her head to look at her bare arm. When did he tear it off!? At this moment, blood was spurting out. Kneeling on the ground, she used her left hand to seal the wound. Ye Cang threw her hand to her.
The white-haired woman looked at Ye Cang's faint smile and her heart was filled with coldness. This person, wait a minute. He looks like Adam. Could it be … "Are you an Android?"
Ye Cang did not answer. He nodded, then shook his head.
Lin Le was filled with righteous indignation as he pulled up the banner. "Give me back my father! You damned bad people! "
Chang Zhengxiong helped to raise it up. These people here are too perverted. My brother is even more perverted.
"What is a sword to you?" The white-haired woman took back her hand, ate some medicine and asked seriously.
"A tool." Ye Cang said calmly, looking at the old man flying over from afar. She frowned, took out her hand from her pocket and pressed it against the scabbard.
Lin ZhongYu was shocked. Ye Cang had defeated the third elder in an instant. Seeing the venerable great elder arrive, he heaved a sigh of relief. He respectfully bowed to the old man in white who had landed. "Great elder."
The great elder ignored him and looked at the white-haired woman who was protecting her right hand. "Song Yin was defeated? Interesting. "
With a light leap, the old man landed beside Song Yin. Looking at Ye Cang's white hair, white eyebrows, and white eyelashes, he waved his hand and thousands of swords intertwined.
"Dang Dang Dang Dang" Ye Cang's hand became a blur. None of the swords approached the three of them. There was only the sound of swords colliding.
At this time, Ye Cang stabbed the scabbard into the ground with her left hand, revealing the white blade. She held it in her hand and frowned. She had already opened six gene locks. She hoped that she would not be able to open the eighth.
"Axiong, Lele, if I tell you to run later, run away. I don't want to hurt you." Ye Cang said seriously with her back to the two of them.
"Got it, brother." Chang Zhengxiong and Lin Le took a few steps back and continued to raise the banner like a gang of debt collectors.
Ye Cang suddenly stabbed forward and arrived in the blink of an eye. The great elder only elegantly dodged to the side.
Ye Cang frowned. His speed was different from mine. It was a kind of nimble speed, while mine was pure speed. She suddenly turned back and transformed into hundreds of swords that rushed back and forth. The great elder seemed to be dancing. Wherever his sword passed, thousands of swords intertwined. There was only the sound of sparks colliding and the sound of swords colliding. The white-haired woman retreated to the edge of the arena. She gasped as she watched the two exchange. He could actually fight against her master!
The great elder smiled and grabbed Ye Cang's sword. "This is a good sword. If I'm not wrong, it's made from the bones of various creatures."
Ye Cang nodded calmly and smiled. "That's right. Guess what kind of creature's bones it is."
"Human bones?" The great elder felt Ye Cang's scent on the sword. It was as if it was a part of his body.
Ye Cang smiled. That's right. This sword was made from the spine I left behind when I first entered the Twisted Berserk state. She pulled out the white sword and stabbed out with a simple yet extremely fast sword. The great elder hurriedly dodged. "What a pure sword. If those brats had half of your comprehension and gave up on complexity for simplicity, they wouldn't be where they are today. However, your sword doesn't have any spirituality and lacks a bit of emotion."
"The sword is only a tool for killing. Swordsmanship is a technique for killing. Since it's killing, of course I strive to kill in one strike. Unnecessary things are discarded in order to pursue the pinnacle of speed and strength." Ye Cang smiled as she sheathed her sword.
"What a sorrowful way of the sword." The great elder sighed and formed a sword seal with both hands. "Myriad Sword Arts, Ten Directions Soul Annihilation."
"What a laughable way of the sword." Ye Cang sneered. After unlocking the seventh shackle, the sword resonated with vibrations and the space around it began to blur.
The sky was filled with swords. Ye Cang only needed one strike to shatter the swords. Her arms trembled slightly. This level of vibration still had some effect on her opponent. She quickly recovered.
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