God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 43 Floating Cloud City Martial Arts Meeting ([-])
On the second day, the martial arts meeting in Floating Cloud City reached its most intense moment.

The top four in Huiwu will decide the winner today, and only the strongest can win the first place.

As early as three months ago, the Heavenly Sword Sect announced that this year's Huiwu No. [-] student would be accepted as a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Tianjianzong, one of the three sects of Xianshan, recruits disciples extremely strictly.

All warriors in the mainland of Kyushu want to join the Heavenly Sword Sect and become the supreme powerhouse.

Therefore, the competition for the first place in this Floating Cloud City meeting is very fierce.

Before noon, Liuyun Square was already surrounded by warriors watching the battle.

The teahouses and restaurants around the square were full of people, and the seats by the windows had been sold for 1000 taels of silver an hour.

Even so, it still grabs the head.

At noon, the martial arts ceremony officially began.

Surrounded by the members of the Ye family, Ye Tianhao came to Liuyun Square.

Beside Ye Xuan were only Xiang Ling and his second grandfather Ye Qingyang, looking a bit deserted.

The host of the martial arts competition stepped onto the stage and loudly announced the beginning of the martial arts competition.

Ye Tianhao took the lead to step up to the competition stage, looked down at Ye Xuan below, and in front of many spectators, pretended to be magnanimous and said: "Come on! For the sake of my fellow clan, I will be gentler. "

Ye Xuan didn't answer, and walked towards the competition stage holding the scabbard.

When passing by Ye Yanshuang, she raised her head and said proudly: "You know you can't beat Brother Tianhao, why do you have to be brave? Even if you fight hard, you won't be able to attract my attention."

Ye Xuan glanced at the woman out of the corner of his eye, his eyes were full of disgust: "You are a joke!"

"You!" Ye Yanshuang was so angry that she wanted to curse a few more words.

Ye Xuan had already strode onto the competition stage.

After confirming the identities of both parties, the host of the martial arts competition announced the start of the martial arts competition, then turned around and walked off the competition platform.

Ye Tianhao raised his head and said proudly: "Make a move. Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a chance to make a move."

"Don't give me a chance to make a move? You dare to think, why don't you try to force me to draw the sword first." Ye Xuan smiled lightly.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Ye Tianhao snorted coldly and said, "My opponent is Huangfuao, not you trash, I'll count to three, if you don't admit defeat, I'll make you look good!"

"One..." Ye Tianhao stretched out a finger and started counting.

"Two or three. I've finished counting for you, hurry up." Ye Xuan said.

An angry look immediately appeared on Ye Tianhao's face, and he snorted coldly, "You asked for this!"

Let's talk, he pulled out his sword with a "clang", and used the Seven-kill Xuanxing swordsmanship to attack Ye Xuan.

His cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, so his sword speed is not slow, but it is only compared with ordinary warriors.

Ye Xuan watched his sword stabbing towards him, but instead of pulling out the sword, he held the scabbard to block it, and then deflected his sword move.

Seeing that the first sword didn't work, Ye Tianhao's face grew even more furious, and he used all his strength to attack Ye Xuan with the seven-kill Xuanxing sword technique, and the sword technique became more and more fierce.

However, in Ye Xuan's eyes, this kind of sword speed was as slow as a turtle crawling.

Ye Xuan raised the scabbard again, blocked it to the right, and deflected his sword move again.

"Is this the only level? There is no way for me to draw my sword." Ye Xuan said with a relaxed face.

The more relaxed Ye Xuan was, the more annoyed Ye Tianhao became.

"Golden Windward Wolf, manifest!" He yelled angrily, and manifested the human-level sixth-order martial soul Golden Windward Wolf.

Wuhun!

Finally out of the Wuhun!

"You asked for it yourself, let's see how you can block my martial spirit's blow! Seven-kill Xuanxing swordsmanship, cut!" Ye Tianhao roared, bursting out with all his strength, leaping forward, and slashing at him with his sword. Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan took a step back to avoid the sword.

"Want to hide? With the speed of my golden leeward wolf, I'll see how you dodge! Go to hell!" Ye Tianhao snarled, and unleashed the haste of the golden leeward wolf. He rushed forward and stabbed with his sword.

"Is this also called speed?" Ye Xuan smiled lightly, released the power of Storm Thunder Eagle's martial soul, and displayed the speed of an eagle. The wind was blowing under his feet, and his speed increased sharply. He dodged the sword with a flash of footwork.

Ye Tianhao's face showed surprise when the sword fell to the ground.

"Only at this level?" Ye Xuan asked again.

Ye Tianhao was humiliated in public, and he was already furious. He stared at Ye Xuan and said viciously, "You are courting death!"

After finishing speaking, he used all his strength, slashed out streaks of sword light, and attacked Ye Xuan frantically.

Ye Xuan's figure flickered, dodging every sword light like a stroll in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "I said you are a genius, your father is looking at you! After consuming so much family resources, if even the clothes of me, a 'trash' How embarrassing is that if you can’t touch the corners?”

"Shut up!" Ye Tianhao was ashamed and angry, chasing Ye Xuan madly, but he couldn't touch a corner of his clothes.

The people in the audience were stunned.

Didn't they say that Ye Xuan is trash?
Isn't it said that Ye Tianhao is a great genius born in the Ye family?
What's the situation now?After dozens of sword strikes, he didn't even touch a single hair of the opponent.

Everyone in the Ye family was stunned on the spot.

Totally don't understand what's going on.

The genius of the family chased the "waste" of the family like crazy, but he couldn't even touch a piece of clothing.

You know, this genius of the family spent decades of cultivation resources accumulated by the family before he was able to enter Yuquan Villa to retreat and practice with the help of Lingquan water.

It took only half a year, even a genius who broke through the ninth level and reached the peak of the Qiwu realm, how could he become like this?
Ye Qingcang was even more shocked, but he firmly believed that his son could not lose, so he rushed to the competition arena and shouted loudly: "Tianhao, calm down! Don't be influenced by his words! You are a genius of my Ye family, you will not lose to anyone!"

calm down!

calm down!

Ye Tianhao held the sword in both hands, panting heavily, staring at Ye Xuan fiercely.

Ye Xuan still maintained a relaxed smile and said, "Have you played enough? It seems like I guessed, you don't even have the ability to force me to draw a sword."

"Fart! Fuck me!" Ye Tianhao shouted out of composure and rushed towards Ye Xuan, swinging his sword and attacking fiercely.

Ye Xuan raised his scabbard to block his sword, shook his head and said, "It's almost done, admit defeat."

"Get lost!" Ye Tianhao cursed and swung his sword in pursuit, shouting with all his strength, "Draw your sword! Draw your sword for me!"

"as you wish!"

Ye Xuan felt that the farce was about to end, so he let out a deep drink, and the dragon-patterned steel sword came out of its sheath with a "clang", as if a silver dragon suddenly appeared, flashing a bright sword light.

"Nine Swords of Wind and Thunder!"

As soon as the sword comes out, the sword is like thunder, almost reaching the top of the hair.

Clang!
With a flash of sword light, the sword in Ye Tianhao's hand was cut off instantly, and half of the blade fell off.

Dang!

The sword light sank into his shoulder, and blood spattered.

Ye Tianhao held the broken sword, stared blankly on the spot, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman: "How could this be..."

(End of this chapter)