Kendo Supreme

Chu Ye always has a weird feeling about the people in Demon Sword Mountain. It seems that the blood flowing from their bodies has a kind of magic. This Fang Xiaoxian in front of him makes Chu Ye feel very strange. It was extremely cold.

Fatty Yuan's face was livid; "Fang Xiaoxian, do you want to make enemies with me?"

"Joke, I, Fang Xiaoxian, have offended not one thousand but eight hundred people over the years. Even if I am an enemy with you, what can you do to me?" Seeing Fatty Yuan's rude words, Fang Xiaoxian lost his good face, and his smile turned into a sneer .

"Hmph, don't think you can be so arrogant because you are Jun Huan's cousin." Fatty Yuan was not polite.

Junhuan's cousin.

Chu Ye raised his brows. Jun Huan was the president of the Nightmare Guild in Demon Sword Mountain, and his strength was comparable to that of Zhan Wenyuji Jiujian. Having such a cousin was indeed a bit of arrogance.

Fang Xiaoxian's complexion gradually became cold; "Yuan Zhong, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. I am me, Jun Huan is Jun Huan, and neither me nor he is qualified for you to dictate."

After the words were finished, Fang Xiaoxian's right hand flashed white light, and a short sword one foot eight inches long burst out with dazzling light. It looked like a famous inheritance-level sword.Moreover, the dagger weapon has always been the favorite weapon of assassins and killers. It is short and powerful, and is very suitable for assassination, killing people invisible.

"Come here, don't think I'm afraid of you." Yuan Zhong's plump body twisted quickly, and his body of three or four hundred kilograms became extremely flexible, which was amazing.

On the other side, Liu Jing from Xingchen Sword Mansion also laughed loudly; "It's lively and lively. I have long heard that Fang Xiaoxian from Demon Sword Mountain is a master of kung fu. I am lucky to meet you today. It would be a pity not to have a discussion."

The green light soared into the sky, and Liu Jing turned into a sharp sword and rushed into the battle group. The three elites simultaneously started to compete for the ranks of the Hellfire Demon Lion.

Liu Jingzhi's sword is a long sword, each attack can bring out an extremely long sword light, and the attack range is very wide.On the other hand, Yuan Zhong was holding an epee. The epee had no edge, but its stamina was very strong. Often when the sword slashed, the surrounding stone walls would be turned into ashes, which shows its strength.

Fang Xiaoxian is like a ghostly shadow, every time when he is about to be hit, he will turn into a black mist and flee away, making people unable to grasp and touch, it is extremely weird.

"That Fang Xiaoxian should practice speed swordsmanship, and the grade is at least the middle grade of Yinmang, maybe even the top grade." Lin Dandan's eyesight is detached, and he quickly saw the three people's routine specialization.

Chu Ye nodded slightly; "If they are fighting alone, neither of them is Fang Xiaoxian's opponent. This person's kung fu is very strange. It seems that he is always retreating, but in fact he is advancing by retreating. As long as there is a small flaw, he will go straight Attack the vital point."

While staring at the battle group, Lan Jun asked, "Brother Chu Ye, if you fight that Fang Xiaoxian, how sure are you of winning?"

"How sure?"

Chu Ye frowned, and said with a smile; "If I don't use the Chixiao Sword, even if I can't beat him, he probably won't be able to hurt me."

In fact, what Chu Ye said was very modest. Right now, he is already a sword madman with five transformations. If he uses the Chixiao sword, no one who has a sword madness in seven or eight transformations will be his opponent.

And there is one biggest secret in Chu Ye's body, Canjian!

Although the remnant sword could not be directly used by Chu Ye and displayed terrifying strength, the remnant sword had been hidden in Chu Ye's body for such a long time, and it had subtly added a lot of strength to Chu Ye.

Chu Ye once boldly reckoned that if he tried his best, he should be able to fight against the sword mad nine transformations. Even if he couldn't win, running for his life would not be a problem.

Just as the three of them were fighting in full swing, Fang Xiaoxian's sword directly pierced the head of the Hellfire Demon Lion. The already exhausted Hellfire Demon Lion wailed, and his body began to turn into a puddle of scorching blood.

A dark red crystal gradually formed in the blood water at this time.

"Yujing!"