Genius commoner

Chapter 1164 The Last Battle (3)

The blade is sharp and the light is dazzling.

Despite the psychological preparation, Musashi Issuan's expression was moved again, and Ye Zixuan's infinitely magnified sword was in his field of vision.

Musashi Isso took half a step back, turned his long sword over, brought countless sunlight, and greeted Ye Zixuan's saber with a round and full arc.

The moment Ye Zixuan got close to Musashi Ippen, Musashi Ibn's long sword slashed at the blade first.

This time the loud noise was even more violent, and the sword stopped before colliding with the mid-air.

With a soft bang, the violent energy of the thunderous strike exploded around the two people.

The huge invisible force blew the clothes of Ye Zixuan and Musashiichi, and blood spurted out from their mouths.

Almost as soon as they backed away, the two of them spun around and rushed towards each other, using the most domineering move.

Musashi Isprint's pupils constricted, he suddenly shouted, the sword had been stabbed out, the pale sword light was like lightning and flying rainbow, only those with the best eyesight could see the brilliance of this sword.

Ye Zixuan also let out a low growl, grabbed the sword with his left hand, and at the same time stabbed out with the side of the saber.

The two sounds were superimposed, and all movements suddenly condensed, and everything in the world seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment.

Although this movement was not very loud, nearly a thousand people seemed to be standing nearby, and they could all hear it clearly and see it clearly on the screen.

The sound of the sword piercing the chest, the picture of the sword piercing the body.

One knife and one sword pierced the opponent's heart at the same time, Musashi Isbun's chest was bleeding, Ye Zixuan's chest was also bleeding, and his left hand was even more bloody.

Ye Zixuan grabbed the long sword with his bare hands, but he still couldn't stop the point of the sword from entering his body.

The blood slowly slid down the edge of the sharp weapon and dripped to the ground.

The blood flowed very slowly, but in the sunlight, there was an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

The world seems to stop at this moment, and all the focus is gathered at this moment.

At this moment, whether it was Shen Wanqian, Xueshou and the others, they all held their breath, and no one could know the outcome of this battle.

But the sword is already in the chest, so there will be a winner and loser, and there will be a winner. This is the cruelty of things in the world, and it is also a precious thing.

Ye Zixuan held the saber, and Musashi Ippen also held the sword, but did not draw it out.

Qin Xiyan couldn't hold back at first, stood up abruptly, burst into tears and wanted to rush forward, but was held tightly by Guan Changyi and the shadow.

The faces of Song Jincheng, Shen Wanqian and others were also ugly: "Young Master Ye!"

The Bloody Hands and the others stiffened even more. Unexpectedly, Musashi Isbon was stabbed. This battle, even if it was a victory, lost the excitement of the original instant kill.

In the distance, the woman in gray covered her mouth and shed tears, watching this scene with trembling shoulders, feeling very uncomfortable. The knife on Ye Zixuan's body seemed to stab her, and she kept whispering: "Buddha bless, Buddha bless, as long as Zixuan is fine, Ruyi no longer expects extravagant love, I will definitely convert to Buddhism, cut off the roots of dust, please let him be fine, be fine."

Facing the sky, she kowtowed heavily, a smear of blood oozing from her forehead.

Almost at the same moment, the doors of the dozen or so cars that followed Qin Xiyan and the others were all pushed open, revealing a white figure with pear blossoms and rainy faces,

At this moment, on the silent bridge, the situation of confrontation finally loosened a bit. Musashi Issei's complexion turned pale, and he let go of the long sword weakly, and sighed softly:
"There are talented people in the country!"

Ye Zixuan coughed lightly, and his complexion was not much better, but his hand holding the knife was still steady and strong. He looked at Musashi Isso and said:
"Master, it's a good journey."

His sword was one point deeper than Musashi Isso's, because his left hand grasped the sword to slow down the opponent's speed, and only this one point made the difference between life and death.

Musashi shook his whole body, looked at the sky and smiled wryly: "Very well, I lost today's battle, but the defeat was convincing."

Ye Zixuan pulled out the sword on his chest with his backhand, and at the same time the saber pierced forward another point, and blood spurted out.

Musashi, whose vitality was fading, looked gloomy, his body swayed back, and then fell on the stone tablet of L Bridge, on which was engraved with red letters:

In [-], the July [-]th Incident.

"Musashi is dead?"

"Is it possible to survive being pierced through the heart by a knife?"

"Is he really dead?"

"We won! We won!"

After receiving a series of confirmations, Shen Wanqian was the first to play, shouting excitedly: "Win! Ye Shao won!"

He happily hugged Song Jincheng: "Brother-in-law won."

"Musashi is dead, Musashi is dead!"

"The symbol of Weiss Martial Arts is dead!"

"The spirit of bushido is scum, Musashi defeated L Bridge!"

For a moment, the entire stand was filled with cheers from Longshuo spectators, among them, A Bing and Mo Qixiong clapped their hands excitedly in celebration, and they were about to dance the samba to celebrate, Qin Xiyan, Guan Shangyi and the others, The stiff body also gradually softened, and he slowly sat back on the chair, with tears on his face and unconcealable joy.

Shadow and Granny Yue glanced at each other, with obvious joy on their old faces.

Ivansky tore off his collar and drank a bottle of vodka directly, feeling better.

Yuan Yuchuan exhaled even more, and slowly loosened his clenched fists, his palms were covered with broken wood from chairs and blood.

The woman in gray stopped kowtowing, and collapsed to the ground, her face full of excitement, she even shouted thank you Buddha.

Compared with the audience of Long Shuo, the audience of Weiss on the Bloody Hand side seemed to have eaten coptis, staring blankly at Musashi Ippen lying in a pool of blood, and even Ambassador Weiss and other guys kept rubbing their eyes, It seemed unbelievable that Weiss, the most outstanding and overbearing martial arts genius, was killed in this way, and died in Ye Zixuan's hands.

The bloody hand almost collapsed, shouting 'impossible, impossible' in his mouth, but the cruelty of the facts let them know that Musashi is really dead.

When the audience from the two camps expressed different emotions, the official personnel of both sides, amidst the loud cheers and celebrations resounding through the L bridge, quickly moved forward to check the life and death of Ye Zixuan and Musashi Ippen. After a long time, one was designated As a notary, the gangster went to the stone tablet of the L Bridge and announced to all the guests:
"Mr. Musashi is dead!"

His voice was very loud: "This battle, Ye Tianlong wins!"

After the words fell, Shen Wanqian, Kong Xiaohan, and Mo Qixiong cheered again, and the atmosphere reached today's most peak climax.

"Young Master Ye, are you alright?"

Tang Xueyi was the first to rush up to support the crumbling Ye Zixuan, and at the same time apply the wound medicine to Ye Zixuan's wound. Ye Zixuan also took out a pill and took it, which barely stopped the bleeding. Shen Wanqian and the others saw this Shouting to rush over, but at this moment, the doors of Qin Xiyan's motorcade, which were half opened, were completely opened,,

A white landscape line instantly entered everyone's field of vision.

"Wow……"

Shen Wanqian and the others all stopped, and everyone's eyes were drawn to them. The silence of the spectators also made Ye Zixuan raise his head and look at the convoy.

Seeing this, he smiled.

In the field of vision, Zhang Zuimo, Shen Jiaxin, Bai Qiuhua, Qianye Meizi, Jiang Jingchu, Mi Feier, Yuan Danna, Shangguanning, Hua Qingwu, Long Qiuhui, He Zili and other women were all wearing dreamy white wedding dresses. Their pretty faces were covered by thin white gauze, but he was still able to capture the smiles on their faces.

There are also faint tear marks, giving people a warm and happy feeling, like the smell of sunshine after rain.

"it's beautiful!"

Ye Zixuan's heart softened, happiness filled his limbs and bones, all pain disappeared, only indescribable touch.

These beauties, these lovers, these life partners, use the happiness of life in wedding dresses to give him the greatest support and reward.

Zhang Zuimo and the others walked towards L Bridge with a smile. Every woman is a masterpiece of a different style. The already beautiful hazy face gives people a perfect feeling. The tailor-made wedding dress is worn on their bodies, which is even more beautiful. It is to support their exquisite and delicate bodies to the fullest, with perfect curves, which makes people feel extremely beautiful.

For a moment, the mobile phone's camera flickered, and there were exclamations everywhere.

They obviously came prepared, and planned with Qin Xiyan and others, so when Zhang Zuimo and Bai Qiuhua stood on the bridge, Qin Xiyan waved his fingers lightly, and a priest walked out from behind, and took a Microphone: "Ye Zixuan, are you willing to marry Zhang Zuimo, Shen Jiaxin, Bai Qiuhua, as your wife?"

"Will you love them unreservedly in good times and bad, rich or poor, in health or sickness, in joy or sorrow?"

The middle-aged man is solemn and solemn: "Be loyal to her forever?"

After the words were finished, Song Jincheng, Shen Wanqian and Yuan Yuchuan were all very excited. They looked at Ye Zixuan with piercing eyes. It was a good play.

"I am willing!"

Ye Zixuan coughed, then straightened his body, ignoring the wounds on his body, and slowly uttered three words, the voice was not loud, but unusually firm.

Everyone immediately cheered.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Zuimo and Shen Jiaxin again, and the deep voice rang out again: "Zhang Zuimo, Shen Jiaxin, Bai Qiuhua, Hua Qingwu, are you willing to marry Ye Zixuan as his wife? Prosperity or adversity, wealth or poverty, health or disease, happiness or sorrow,,,"

"You, will love him unreservedly and be loyal to him forever?
Ye Zixuan faced all the beauties, his eyes were extremely affectionate, and also had a different kind of tenderness. Although he was covered with blood, it made the scene even more dreamy.

A man who can kill a strong enemy can naturally support his own women.

Ye Zixuan kissed Zhang Zuimo and the others one by one, feeling their love and affection.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man straightened his body again, and his voice still resounded throughout the L bridge:
"From now on, you will no longer be drenched in wet and cold rain, because you are each other's shelter."

"From now on, you will no longer feel cold, because you warm each other's hearts."

"From now on, there will be no more loneliness."

"From now on, you are still two people, but only one life."

"I only hope that your days will be happy every day until the sky lasts forever."

"Let us bless them together."

Applause rang out, cheers resounded through the heaven and earth, Qin Xiyan, Guan Shangyi and Shen Wanqian clapped their hands desperately, and then poured onto L Bridge to bless,,,,

The salutes that had already been prepared were fired in unison, countless flowers were thrown, and there was joy.

At the same time, Ye Wufeng, Zhang Yuanxun, Ye Reform, and Ye Huihuang from the Ye Family Garden watched this beautiful scene and gently wiped away their tears.

Ye Wufeng repeatedly muttered: "How wonderful, how wonderful,,,, a family should be so happy."

(End of this chapter)