Swordsman of the World

Chapter 84 Here I Come

"Let go of me! Don't... ah."

Zhao Long'er was grabbed by the arm, and his melon-seeded face was pinched fiercely. A young man switched to common language and said with a smirk, "Girl, what's your name? Anyway, you can't resist anymore, so you might as well be more obedient."

"Bah!" Zhao Long'er was trembling with anger, spit out a mouthful of saliva, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen to her in the future.

"Suo" the young man licked dry the saliva on his face with his tongue, and said with an evil smile, "Hahahaha."

Zhao Long'er was stunned, he had never seen such a lustful person before.

"Hey, Zhao Yi, the boss said not to move around." Others wanted to stop him.

Zhao Yi said with a sinister smile: "The boss is nothing more than someone who wants her, but before that, what's the point of me kissing her twice?"

come together?

These words immediately elevated personal interests to group interests, and immediately no one criticized his behavior.

In an instant, everyone's eyes became hot.

Zhao Yi said again: "She is just a lowly human being, and she is still our captive. If she doesn't enjoy herself well, she will have no chance in the future."

Zhao Long'er's heart skipped a beat, and she retreated subconsciously, all the way back, into the tombstone of the cemetery.

Qi Tianxing who was behind couldn't help but said angrily: "Hey, are you still human? You are all beasts, so many people bully a weak woman, our Bone Dao Palace is not easy to mess with."

As soon as he said this, two people surrounded him, one stomped Qi Tianxing's head on the ground, and scolded with a smile: "Hahaha, idiots, who knew that your death has something to do with us? After all, you are all just human beings." , is inferior to us, we are different from you people."

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you, let go of Junior Sister Zhao." Zhao Zhiling roared, full of anger, Junior Sister Zhao, who was sealed as a goddess, was about to be humiliated. He was very anxious and annoyed. He flew out of his body, evil thoughts of the magic sword!
Hum, the magic sword of evil thoughts flew out, relying on the magic sword condensed by malicious thoughts, it directly broke through the two of them and passed through the body.

But the two wood spirit clansmen didn't have any wounds, they just suddenly bled from their seven orifices, covered their heads and fell to the ground, trembling.

"How can there be such a reason? There is such a secret method?" Zhao Yi and the others were shocked, and they stepped forward one after another, chopping Zhao Zhiling to the ground with a sword, and fell into a pool of blood.

His evil thoughts and magic sword also dissipated in the sky and the earth out of thin air.

"Alas..." Zhuogou and the elder sister sighed in explanation, knowing that they were doomed, they said with emotion: "Perhaps Yang Dong is right."

After clearing away the two who were trying to resist, Zhao Yi and the others looked at Zhao Long'er again

Zhao Long'er was hesitant, helpless, with tears overflowing from his eyes, so he kept backing away to the edge of the mountain wall.

Yang Dong clenched his sword tightly, hesitating whether to help or not, he wanted to help in his heart, after all, he was from the same sect.

But he was also afraid, afraid that the great sword master would come back suddenly, afraid that his sword would not be able to cut off the special magic weapon that trapped their hands.

Yang Dong is also in his early twenties this year, still young, and occasionally panics when things are beyond his calculation.

This is an adventure, and the bet is your own life.

Yang Dong rarely risked his life for the sake of not being close to him.

"Huh~!" Yang Dong took a deep breath, gritted his silver teeth, and finally decided to give it a go!
He pushed aside the weeds, just in time to see Zhao Long'er leaning on the mountain wall, and then a big hand fell into Yang Dong's eyes, and with a sweep of the Star Sword, Zhao Yi's palm was cut off.

Then Yang Dongfei kicked the terrified Zhao Yi away.

Zhao Long'er was horrified, raised her head in surprise, looked at Yang Dong standing beside her, her eyes were dim, and she burst out laughing in surprise: "Yang Dong?!"

"Yang Dong? You're not dead yet?" The elder sister exclaimed, and even Zhuogou showed joy, as if seeing hope.

Without saying a word, Yang Dong picked up the Xingchen Sword and slashed at the magic weapon rope on her hands.

With a snap, the rope snapped, and the sound of chopping was like looking at iron and stone, which surprised him.

Everyone in the Wood Spirit Clan was taken aback for a moment, but they found the unique aura emanating from Yang Dongtaiyi's spirit body very strange, and said, "Who are you? Why..."

"Hmph." Yang Dong just sneered, how could he have the leisure to ask and answer with them?
His eyes widened, his divine sense expanded, and the tombstones on the ground broke through the ground, smashing towards the 13 people one after another.

And the opponents also resisted with their swords, and Fenfen chopped up the tombstones of the clansmen.

"The knife flows like fire." In the oblique stab, a sword repaired a sword, and a fiery snake erupted.

Yang Dong's right hand epee unleashed a domineering swordsmanship, opening and closing, the epee was swung violently by him, and these swords were broken up abruptly.

With a movement of his divine sense, he manipulated the transparent dagger, swished it, and pierced into the sword cultivator's Tesudon soundlessly.

"Ah!" The sword cultivator screamed, and the magic sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Kill him, kill him quickly!" Zhao Yi, who was injured on the ground, touched his hand and yelled in pain.

Seeing that their companions were defeated by Yihe's strength, the others did not dare to rush forward, and burst out sword aura one after another, and the fierce sword aura appeared to sweep from all directions.

Yang Dong didn't dare to touch it head-on, he picked up Zhao Long'er and jumped up, narrowly dodging.

With a bang, a big hole was smashed into the mountain wall behind him.

Yang Dong was condescending and threw Zhao Long'er away. The star sword in his left hand was fused with the soul of the sword of nothingness, and the soul of devouring sword in his right hand was fused with the epee. He put his hands together and took a deep breath.

Refining one's heart with one sword, uniting form and mind, combined with ground-level sword skills, slashing through the void.

Standing high in the sky, with two swords in both hands, he condensed extremely strong sword aura. His aura shocked all the wood spirit sword cultivators underground, and his weaker legs were already trembling.

Yang Dong's two-handed magic sword, the condensed sword energy caused the temperature around him to change. This is his all-out blow, and he must defeat these wood spirit clan sword masters with one blow!

Qi Tianxing was also surprised and said: "Such a strong sword energy, is this the full strength of Junior Brother Yang? He has been so low-key all the time, and it is unexpected that he is so strong. I'm afraid I can't catch this move."

The elder sister was also dumbfounded, and murmured: "This stellar sword energy is upright and strong, and the sword master's peak state is not too much, he has actually cultivated into a heart-refining sword, hiss, at least the fourth level, right? "

"Ahhhhh!" Yang Dong gritted his teeth, his eyes were as big as copper coins, and he had the confidence to fight with the star sword energy obtained by cultivating the power of stars.

When it stepped on the foot, it seemed to be stepping on the air, but in fact it was stepping on the transparent dagger, so it swooped and dived suddenly.

The huge sword energy condensed by the two swords, like the wave energy of the sword gang, cut down a large area.

The eleven sword masters of the Wood Spirit Clan who were still able to fight raised their swords to resist, interweaving into a sword net.

boom!
When Yang Dong struck down with all his strength, all the sword masters of the Wood Spirit Clan lowered their knees.

The ground was swept by the residual wind of sword energy, blowing up layers of turf.

And Yang Dong was also agitated by the powerful sword energy of the 11 people, bounced off, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

"Ah!?" Qi Tianxing frowned and said, "You can't win, one fights eleven, it's too much."

"Zhao Long'er, come again!" Yang Dong shouted abruptly.

Zhao Long'er, who was thrown high by him, understood what he meant. When she fell, she pushed her palms flat, just touching Yang Dong's feet who were flying upside down.

"Hey!" After Zhao Long'er pushed his palm, Yang Dong swooped down again.

But this time, he once again joined his two swords together, clenched his fist with one fist, tempered his heart with one sword, united form and mind, cooperated with the ground level sword skill, slashed in the void, and attacked again.

"Ah?" The Wood Spirit Race and the others were stunned. Is this guy a monster?Does he still have the strength to give it his all?
They may not be able to, but Yang Dong, who has two sword souls, can do it!
"Ahhhhhh, break it!" Yang Dong slammed it down for the second time, and the sword energy of the stars surged, destroying and destroying. This time, the sword masters of the Wood Spirit Clan were swept away.

The sword qi broke through the body, vomited blood, eleven magic weapon flying swords shattered, and eleven people flew upside down at the same time and fell to the ground, all seriously injured, lying on the ground moaning in pain.

Pa, Yang Dong's feet landed on the ground steadily, he let out a long breath, then retracted his sword, raised his hand, and caught Zhao Long'er who had just fallen from midair.

The movements were smooth and done in one go, and I didn't forget to take a peek at Zhao Long'er's big white legs. Sure enough, the feeling was different when I saw it up close. The white and greasy skin smelled even on the tip of my nose.

Zhao Long'er fell safely into Yang Dong's arms, and suddenly found that he was simply too handsome.

Yang Dong was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful woman's admiration for him, so he put her on the ground, and took advantage of this little time to rush to the side of the elder sister.

With a wave of the Xingchen sword, he cut off the rope of the magic weapon that trapped her, then took out a medium-grade magic weapon epee from his waist pocket, and handed it over.

Yang Dongcai felt a little secure by ensuring that he had a great swordsman in command.

The elder sister frowned and said, "Our sword fetus has been imprisoned."

Yang Dong immediately understood, and with a backhand palm, he slapped the back of the elder sister, and a pure power of the sword soul penetrated into her body, immediately breaking up the seal power in her Purple Mansion.

"Drink!" The elder sister took a deep breath, a strong wind gathered around her body, the secret method that imprisoned her sword embryo dissipated, and she also recovered her strength.

The Wood Spirit Clan's injuries caused everyone on the ground to become terrified, it's really a turn of events.

Yang Dong rescued everyone one by one. Fortunately, Zhao Zhiling was not fatally injured. He took some elixir to stop bleeding and refresh his mind, and stabilized the injury.

As for Zhuogou, Yang Dong didn't even look at it.

Zhuogou said anxiously: "Yang Dong, you save me, you..."

Yang Dong responded lightly: "I don't know who caused the injury to my left shoulder?"

"You!" Zhuogou was furious, trembling with anger, he would save everyone but not himself, angrily said: "Remember, you brat."

Zhuogou had no choice but to ask the elder sister to save him.

Yang Dong secretly shook his head, if you didn't fight it out by yourself, you are doomed, now I have given you a chance to live, but you are still bitter and hateful, don't know how to be grateful, there is really no need to talk to you.

Yang Dong moved quickly, and fled immediately after saving people.

It's not that he doesn't want to rob the pockets of the Wood Spirit Race and the others to get some benefits.

But thinking of the fight just now, although it was just a duel between sword masters, it was so powerful that it might attract the attention of that great sword master.

So Yang Dong picked up a corpse that had just been buried in the cemetery, and ran away immediately.

Zhao Long'er was smart, she was rescued first, she had plenty of time, and snatched back her own pocket, and even snatched an extra pocket, and then she ran away with Yang Dong.

As soon as Yang Dong entered the narrow secret passage, he immediately heard a thunderous roar: "The bastards of the Bone Dao Palace, where can we escape!"

Isn't the voice the same as the great swordsman who left just now?
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