"What? Breaking the sword! "
Upon hearing what the old man in gray said.
Even Xue Feng and Guardian Huang could not help but be shocked.
To a Sword Cultivator, the sword was their life item.
The sword was a lifebound item, a second life.
Therefore, in the Sword Cultivator's world, there was a saying that if the sword existed, the person would die.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang had broken the sword.
Clearly, he wanted to stop the three of them with his life to buy time for Su Yuhan and the rest to escape.
Ye Wushuang closed his eyes, looking as arrogant as ever.
However, the aura on his body was getting more and more powerful. Sword qi swirled around him like a drizzle.
Suddenly, a sword intent spread out of his body.
The sword intent was mixed with stubbornness, unyieldingness, and even more determination.
"Brat, are you out of your mind? You'll die too! "Bai Hongyu's scalp tingled as he shouted in fear.
Ye Wushuang's ability was similar to his. If they were to fight one-on-one, the five of them might not be able to kill him. He could still run away.
However, what Bai Hongyu did not expect was that Ye Wushuang would not run.
Not only did Ye Wushuang not run, but to make them stay, he even had the mentality that he would rather die than live in dishonor.
Perhaps he might not be able to kill them by breaking the sword!
However, he could definitely injure them!
"Die?"
Ye Wushuang looked determined as he mumbled to himself.
"I, Wushuang, have been following Big Brother since I was young. I've treated him as my everything. What Big Brother wants to protect is what I want to protect!
"If Wushuang's sacrifice is worth something, so what if I die?
I'm a weapon spirit. There's no such thing as immortality!
Sword Dao is with me forever! "
"Oh, no!
Stop him now! "
Guardian Huang's calm expression finally changed at that moment because the dangerous aura on Ye Wushuang was getting more and more intense.
The ant that he had thought of earlier was starting to threaten him.
As soon as he said that …
At that moment …
Xue Feng, Guardian Huang, Bai Hongyu, and his servant charged at him at the same time. They seemed to want to stop him.
In the next second, Ye Wushuang opened his eyes.
Ye Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, and a sword-shaped shadow shattered in his pupils.
Bang!
Three silver gleams flashed across the sky.
The three pieces of the Great Thunder Sword before him turned into three sword gleams. They streaked across the sky as if they were going to break heaven and earth, charging at Xue Feng and the other four.
At this moment.
The aura emanating from his body rose to its peak. It was the Unparalleled Way of the Sword. He had already harmonized with his sword qi, reaching a perfect state where he was one with his sword.
At this moment.
Xue Feng, Enforcer Huang, and the rest were dumbfounded as a deathly aura pressed down on them.
The few of them were shocked again and again.
Was he really just an ant from the outside world?!
The entire world suddenly darkened.
It was as if the Eternal Night had arrived.
Xue Feng and the others only felt that in the dark night, there were only three sharp swords cutting through the darkness and slashing towards them.
At this critical juncture.
The few of them didn't have time to say anything. They roared angrily, and the energy on their bodies surged. Waves of energy that could make one's heart palpitate burst out, directly condensing into a hundred feet wide Gang Qi in front of them.
The old man in gray shielded Bai Hongyu behind him.
Boom!
Ye Wushuang's three swords slashed over and landed heavily on the qi barrier. Subsequently, the air within a kilometer around them was completely destroyed. In the end, it formed an earth-shattering airwave.
"Pu!"
At this moment …
Xue Feng, Enforcer Huang, and the old man in gray spat a mouthful of blood out at the same time. Their faces were extremely pale while Bai Hongyu was thrown out directly.
"What a pity!"
Ye Wushuang forced a smile upon seeing that the few of them were still alive. His body shot out like a broken string. His white robe that was usually clean was drenched in blood at the moment.
His body was cracking like a field that had cracked due to drying up. Blood was dripping between his brows, and his eyes were dimming.
"Hahaha!"
A hysterical laugh came.
Xue Feng looked much better after consuming a medicinal pill. He then walked to Ye Wushuang who was lying on the ground and said proudly, "I really have to admit that you're the most outstanding genius that I've ever seen. Your sword almost broke my Gang Qi."
"That's right!"
Guardian Huang and the old man in gray nodded at the same time. They subsequently shook their heads and said, "You'll definitely surpass us in the future. It's unfortunate that you're too stubborn and pedantic. You'll end up with your sword broken and you dead."
"Oh!"
Ye Wushuang felt his power slipping away from his body.
He could not help but recall the countless times he had spent with Ye Chen in the cultivation world. A smile gradually appeared at the corner of his lips.
"Master, I can finally fight for you!"
Ye Wushuang closed his eyes slowly.
His eyelids slowly closed and his arms fell heavily to the ground.
His life was gone!
The old man in gray walked up to check. He then turned his head to say to Xue Feng and the rest with a grin, "This guy's sword is broken, and his soul is destroyed!"
"What a pity!"
Bai Hongyu was filled with regret. "I can't believe that there's such a stubborn and crazy person out there. I can't wait to fight him fairly!"
"This guy is a bastard. I won't be able to vent my hatred if I don't tear him into pieces!" Guardian Huang looked enraged as he threw a punch at Ye Wushuang's body.
Since when had he been injured like this?
Just when his punch was about to land on Ye Wushuang's body …
"Ptui!"
A mouthful of thick phlegm came from far away.
Unfortunately, it landed on Guardian Huang's face.
Guardian Huang was dumbstruck.
He touched it with his hand by instinct.
He then placed it before his nose and sniffed it.
He froze on the spot.
Apart from him, even Bai Hongyu and the rest who were standing aside were dumbstruck.
At that moment, a beggar with messy hair and tattered clothes walked over slowly from far away.
The beggar was holding a chicken drumstick in his hand. He was munching on it as he walked and would spit from time to time. The color of the black and yellow saliva was exactly the same as the one on Guardian Huang's face.
Guardian Huang looked at him with an extremely grim expression. "Damn beggar, did you spit on me earlier?"
He was a guardian of the Martial Dao Adjudication Court. He could not believe that someone had spat on him. Moreover, it was a beggar.
"Oh? I spat on your face? "
The old beggar rubbed his palms when he saw the saliva on Guardian Huang's face. He revealed his yellow teeth. "Erm, I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose. That's what happens when people get old. My eyesight is bad."
He spat again as soon as he was done speaking.
It was strange.
He had clearly spat at his feet, but the spittle had somehow landed on Guardian Huang's face ten meters away.
At that moment.
There was thick phlegm on both sides of Guardian Huang's face.
"Old man, you're digging your own grave!"
Guardian Huang was enraged and he slapped him.
His expression was ferocious.
The old beggar suddenly showed a panicked look and ran away, but he couldn't outrun Protector Huang. Under the entanglement of the two, Protector Huang's moves couldn't touch him at all. Instead, the old beggar's dirty hands smeared his face.
Bai Hongyu wanted to help by instinct, but the old man in gray stopped him. "Master Bai, don't act rashly. There's something wrong with this old man!"
He knew Guardian Huang's ability very well.
Half-step martial venerable!
He was three times more powerful than him.
However, he was being toyed around like a monkey.
This meant that the old beggar was very, very strong!
He was on a completely different level from them.
The old man in gray could not help but say, "Sir, please stop fooling around with Brother Huang."
As soon as he said that.
The old beggar slapped Guardian Huang and shook his clothes. He tried his best to look like an expert. "Erm, do you really think I look like an expert?"
Just when the old man in gray was going to speak.
The old man nodded in a rather narcissistic manner. "You have great taste. I think I look like one too."
"May I know your name, sir? Why are you fooling around with us?" The corner of the old man's lips twitched a little as he spoke while suppressing the shock within him.
Never had he thought that apart from Shang Santian, there would be such an expert in China.
Guardian Huang snapped back to his senses and admitted defeat completely.
The old beggar waved angrily. "What do you mean by 'sir'? I'm just a beggar. Erm, that brat on the ground is my grandson. I'm here to bring him back."
'Your grandson?'
The old man in gray and the rest looked at Ye Wushuang's dead body.
They were secretly scoffing.
'How could you have such a handsome grandson with that face?
Don't you know what you're doing? '
Seeing that they did not believe him, the old beggar panicked. "He's really my grandson. We fought earlier, and this brat ran away from home."
"Who are you trying to fool?"
Guardian Huang scoffed. He was going to say something, but he was stopped by the old man's stare.
"Sir, since he's your grandson, please bring him away. We won't disturb you anymore."
The old man in gray clasped his fists and gave Bai Hongyu and the rest a look. He then chased after Su Yuhan and the rest.
After everyone left, the old beggar looked at Ye Wushuang who was on the ground.
The old beggar glanced at Ye Wushuang who was on the ground. He then walked over and touched him with his greasy hand. Doubt flashed through his cynical face.
"That's strange. This brat's heart meridian is broken and his soul is destroyed, but there's an endless vitality growing in his body!"
"That's strange, that's strange!"
The old beggar touched him a few more times and his expression changed.
"This brat doesn't have a heart!"
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